Harry Potter: We are all descendants of our ninth uncle!

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"It shouldn't be!"

Professor McGonagall stared at Li Xian's one arm:

"With your strength, your severed hand should have recovered... Why hasn't it happened yet..."

Li Xian smiled softly:

"Don't you think one arm is cool? And one hand doesn't stop me from doing magic!"

Dumbledore on the side smiled.

He knew that Li Xian's consistent style would indeed choose this result.

"There must be something very important for you to come back, right?"

"Who are the things that are important to you about?"

Li Xian asked back: "Is it your old friend or your beloved disciple?"

One sentence made Dumbledore's face turn red.

During the Battle of the Ministry of Magic, almost everyone knew that Grindelwald helped Dumbledore drive away Voldemort.

Naturally, rumors about them have spread among the people for a long time.

Professor McGonagall coughed on the side and criticized Li Xian with a stern expression, "You must respect your teacher!"

Li Xian looked up and saw that his owl Thirteen had flown over.

"I'm sorry, Principal! Professor McGonagall! It's really an emergency, and I don't have time to catch up with you too much!"

As he spoke, Li Xian turned over and jumped onto Thirteen's back.

"I leave all the school affairs to you. Any troubles outside the school should be solved by the students..."

Accompanied by the figures of one person and one owl, they gradually moved away.

Professor McGonagall still looked worried:

"I don't know what the trouble is this time!"

Dumbledore said from the side:

"Those kids have to cause some trouble every semester. This is almost the sixth year...aren't you used to it?"

Professor McGonagall pouted angrily:

"I really don't want to get used to this kind of thing!"

While the two old men were still chatting, a man and an owl not far away had already disappeared into the sky.

John Bull Area - 444 Lily Street, Stone Quarter, Manchester.

Just like any other summer vacation.

After the holidays, the children gathered together in twos and threes.

Only one person is always so special.

That's Hermione Granger.

She has been disliked by the children in the neighborhood because of her weird temper since she was a child. During the five years she has been attending Hogwarts, her whereabouts have become even more mysterious.

But these mysteries are seen as weird behavior by other children in the same neighborhood!

"Hi! Xiao Zhaomao! I heard you were sent to a juvenile detention center!"

"How does it taste in there?"

"You are still***!"

They were already fifteen or sixteen years old, and their words became more and more vulgar.

When I was a kid, it might just be some dirty words for cats and dogs.

but now......

How low a person's bottom line is is something that cannot be observed.

At this moment, Hermione, who was in the room listening to the noise outside, chose to meditate and kept repeating:

"Infinite Heavenly Lord! Infinite Heavenly Lord! Infinite Heavenly Lord... Infinite Heavenly Lord, please forgive me, I really can't bear it anymore!"

Just when she drew her mahogany sword and rolled up her sleeves, she planned to settle the score with those guys outside.

The familiar figure at the door made her stunned for a long time before she realized the other person's smile.

"If I were you, I wouldn't give them a chance to scold me!"

The next second...

I don’t know why I burst into tears so unsatisfactorily!

"elder brother!"

Hermione threw herself into Li Xian's arms and hugged tightly the figure she hadn't seen for more than a year:

"Brother, are you really back? Am I not dreaming?"