Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

Harry looked around the room and found that everyone here was someone Raven could trust, so he no longer had any concerns and asked with confidence,

"Raven, can you help me send something to the underworld? I hope to give it to my parents."

Harry's words were like a thunderclap, instantly plunging the originally noisy room into silence.

Even George and Fred, who were being hung upside down as punishment, stopped struggling and became quiet.

Everyone looked at Harry.

Yes! Compared to those who have happy families, only Harry can only see his parents in photos after he grows up (in fact, Dumbledore once lent the Resurrection Stone to Harry).

If they want to send gifts to their parents, they can do it easily by sending an owl.

But for a child like Harry, giving a gift to his parents was something that was absolutely impossible.

"Okay, then tell me, what exactly do you want to give as a gift?" Raven softened his heart for a rare moment.

Even though Harry and Hermione had made mistakes together today, Raven didn't intend to settle accounts with him now.

After all, one thing is one thing, and the children's little wishes can still be satisfied appropriately.

Harry answered seriously,

"I hope to send them the personal trophy that I won in the semi-finals. I want my parents to know that I have grown into a mature wizard who can stand on my own. I hope they will stop worrying about me."

This was a piece of cake for Raven, so he agreed without hesitation.

"No problem. Give me the trophy first. I'll give it to the teacher and ask him to help transform the ingredients of the trophy into a substance that can exist in the underworld for a long time. You know, the underworld is quite repulsive to substances from the human world."

After hearing what Raven said, the one who reacted most violently was not Harry, but the two guys who were hung up.

One of them trembled and asked, "The teacher you are talking about... is it Grandpa Nicholas?"

Another person also echoed,

"Yeah, we should have guessed it!"

Then, the two said in unison,

"Raven, oh no, brother, please put us down!" "Please help us contact grandpa by the way!"

"We still have too many wonderful ideas that have not been realized!" "Many ideas are just half-finished products. We urgently need the guidance of Grandpa Nicholas!"

"Raven, you must help us!" "That's our common cause—"

For a while, George and Fred were talking to each other in a lively manner.

When they reached the end, they both suddenly stopped at the same time, looked at each other, took a deep breath, and then read out the name loudly in unison.

"Joffrey's joke..."

"Joffrey's joke..."

[Lock the tongue and seal the throat]

However, Raven did not wait for the two men to finish saying the name that made him feel extremely embarrassed.

He quickly drove the magic chain formed by [Quick Imprisonment] that trapped them, like a nimble snake, quickly coiling around and tightly locking their mouths. In an instant, the whole world became quiet.

Raven's action was so swift that the two men didn't even have time to react. They could only stare with wide eyes, watching their mouths being ruthlessly sealed, unable to make any sound.

Raven's decisive action successfully prevented further embarrassment from occurring.

......

Raven's life did not change after several friends learned of his true identity.

Only George Fred blurted out "Grandma Pappy" because of his slip of the tongue.

He was forced to drink Snape's special bone spirit, a hard-to-drink but very powerful potion.

Since Snape was on strike during the summer vacation, no potions were brewed for the hospital wing.

As soon as school started, he was "ostracized" and he was free and easy outside.

Therefore, Snape's special bone spirit now needs to be used sparingly in the medical wing, and will only be used on young wizards with serious injuries such as comminuted fractures.

Although the bone spirit purchased from outside tastes much better than Snape's version, its medicinal effect is much worse than Snape's.

This is not because their formulas are different. In fact, the formulas are the same. The efficacy and taste have nothing to do with each other. The reason why [Snape's Special Bone Spirit] tastes bad is just because he did it on purpose.

At this time, Hogwarts still had a potion master, Professor Horace Slughorn.

But the old professor didn't owe Dumbledore "anything", and there was no such thing as cheap labor.

In addition, he is very old. He was already teaching when Voldemort was studying. Although the life expectancy of people in the wizarding world is generally longer than that of Muggles, over ninety years old is still an advanced age. He can no longer order this old professor around like a donkey.