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

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"Can someone like me... really... be... a hero?"

Be a hero!

This is the wish that every Gryffindor little lion has since entering Hogwarts.

No matter male or female, no matter old or young, no matter strong or weak...

When they enter Gryffindor, they are destined that their life decisions will have an inexplicable relationship with courage!

Especially that boy named Neville Longbottom!

In the eyes of everyone, the clumsy, forgetful, and silly little fat man is also like this in his heart.

Even in the eyes of the three protagonists...

He is still such a character!

In the blink of an eye, the sixth grade passed.

The summer vacation is coming to an end unknowingly!

It ends with the bell of July 7th.

He is already seventeen years old.

At the age of seventeen, he was already an adult wizard.

Not a kid anymore.

So he decided to do something, something he didn't dare to do as a child but really wanted to do -

For example, go visit your mother openly.

"That's not possible!"

Facing the obstruction of his grandmother, Mrs. Longbottom, Neville Longbottom hesitated for a moment. He turned back, took a deep breath, and said:

"I'm going! I'm not a child anymore!"

"That's not OK!"

Old Mrs. Longbottom, who was accustomed to being strong, did not intend to give her grandson much freedom just because he was an adult.

But looking at the hand on the doorknob that he still refused to let go of, she realized that this time the little guy seemed to have made up his mind.

This time, she finally softened her tone slightly:

"I'm just worried that when you see your mother, you will think of those not-so-good things..."

"actually......"

Neville Longbottom said:

"I still have dreams about that night!"

Neville Longbottom smiled bitterly:

"Grandma, it seems your Forgetting Curse still needs more practice!"

He took another deep breath and firmly opened Longbottom's door.

Heading towards the magic hospital, towards his mother who has become a madman!

The best way to defeat nightmares is to face them head on!

Looking at my mother who is still crazy, the nightmare that is buried in the depths of my memory is still vivid in my mind!

Neville Longbottom slowly stepped forward and took his mother's hand.

She always holds a few bubble gum wrappers in her hands, and when she comes over, she quietly stuffs them into her hands!

"Mom...I love you!"

He wanted to say thank you.

Thank you for protecting yourself regardless of your own safety!

Thank you to her for remembering to love yourself even when she is crazy!

"Mom, master and senior brother said that their Eastern Taoism and Chinese medicine can seem to cure madness caused by the Cruciatus Curse. After graduation, I will go there... to study with master and senior brother for a period of time, and strive to cure the disease as soon as possible. Master this technique and cure you and your father's madness..."

"After you are cured, you can buy me a lot of bubble gum!"

"You don't just give me bubble gum wrappers anymore!"

Neville Longbottom held his mother's hand and said to himself there.

Because his mother couldn't answer him normally.

But those with a discerning eye feel that just overnight...

The clumsy little boy from before seemed to have grown up a lot.

Whether it's height, appearance, or inner qualities.

After visiting my mother…

Neville Longbottom originally planned to go home... because he wanted to go home and review his lessons, especially the books on Chinese medicine taught by Uncle Ninth.

However, what he didn't expect was...

At the door leaving the hospital, an unexpected figure almost made him cheer.

"Master!"

Neville Longbottom rushed over excitedly, and the momentary depression and low mood disappeared in an instant.

He hugged the man in front of him tightly and kissed him hard on the cheek.

The man in front of him did not refuse, even though he had a look of disgust on his face.

Just because of how pitiful the child in front of him was, even someone like him couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Okay! The saliva is all on my face!"

Uncle Jiu said with a look of disgust:

"Hurry up and pack your things and follow me to the east!"

"Going to the east?"

Neville Longbottom was very surprised by Uncle Ninth's invitation.

"I'm preparing the antidote for your werewolf professor, and I've invited a lot of big names in the pharmaceutical industry. This is a good opportunity to learn!"

Uncle Jiu said:

"You brat, I came back secretly this time. I didn't tell anyone, so I just came to find you! Don't tell anyone else!"

"Okay! Master!"

Neville Longbottom nodded repeatedly and said:

"I'm going to get ready right now!"

Neville Longbottom thought he would be like his senior brother and not have to come back for the whole semester.

But the result...

When school was about to start, Uncle Jiu kicked him back.

"Graduation certificate is important! Don't imitate your senior brother who always skips classes!"

After arranging everything, Uncle Jiu once again disappeared to a place unknown to his disciples as before.

As for the Maoshan courses in the school, they are still continuing.

In the past, when Uncle Jiu was here, Uncle Jiu came to take the place of teaching. When Li Xian was there, Li Xian took over the class...

When Li Xian was away, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley took over the classes at the same time.

Until now...

With the beginning of the new semester...

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley were also no longer in school.

Neville Longbottom became the only senior brother in Maoshan class who could take over as a substitute!

Of course, fortunately, there are Luna and others... assisting him!

But not long after school started, Maoshan classes were banned!

The intervention of Death Eaters filled the entire campus with the smell of black magic.

Any student who does not practice black magic will be severely punished by the Death Eaters!

Not only that......

These black magic must also be cast on one's classmates. Those who refuse will be punished more severely!

"When will these days end?"

Dean Thomas complained feebly:

"Is this how we survive seventh grade?"

Seamus Finnigan also looked frustrated:

"I miss Harry and Ron so much!"

Especially when I think about how I misunderstood him and Dumbledore before...

Seamus Finnigan was even more depressed!