Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1849: “Returnee Alumni”

The latest website: Nowadays, many people outside the world are looking at the fog-shrouded Britain... Well, to be more precise, it fell in the southernmost port city of Britain and separated only by the English Channel from France. Weymouth.

So, everyone hasn't actually noticed that Hogwarts Castle, which was destroyed by the falling meteorite, finally welcomed a group of "guests" on the night when the tide of corpses hit the harbor.

Oh no, maybe it would be more appropriate to call them "former family members".

"Merlin is on...oh, how could Hogwarts...how did it become like this?"

An elderly wizard with a cane took the lead and stood on the bridge in front of the castle that had been smashed from it. Looking at the damaged and devastated castle everywhere, he couldn't help sighing sadly. Screamed.

Because Hogwarts is located on the northern mountains, the terrain is very high, and it is far from the south where the living corpses were born, so there is not much fog. Even if they were still at night when they first arrived, they could still see some conditions of the castle through the deep night.

It's a pity that they obviously don't want to see this sad and miserable scene at all right now.

"It must be Helbo!" A middle-aged witch who was obliquely behind the old wizard also sighed, "Apart from him, who else will destroy the school? Or, who else can Have the power to destroy it so far?"

"Oh," the old wizard shook his head, "Hailbo...it seems that the hatred between us and him has greatly increased today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the wand in his hand and gently waved it towards the broken part of the bridge. The next moment, a large number of stone fragments that were smashed and sank into the bottom of the river below immediately flew out of the water again, piece by piece back together as they were.

Not long after, the Fort Front Bridge, which had been broken by fragments of the meteorite, was repaired in this way.

Obviously, in order to restore such a large bridge with only one person, not only excellent repairing spell casting skills are required, but also a lot of mana is required. After the old wizard finished casting the spell, someone behind him couldn't help but praise him immediately.

However, the old wizard just shook his head to himself.

"What I can fix is ​​only a superficial aspect," he said. "You are all students who graduated from Hogwarts. You should know that there have been a lot of protective spells in this castle since ancient times. There are even some magic that was only used by ancient wizards... I think it’s impossible to make Hogwarts truly return to its original state."

"Aslan, you said...what if it was that McLean?" The witch next to him heard him say that and couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. McLean?" The old wizard named Aslan heard the words and thought for a while, "I don't know, after all, I haven't really met him... Before he was in the United States, I used to I had the opportunity to meet him, but unfortunately I still had something to do at the time and missed that opportunity."

Because of living in the United States all the year round, Aslan speaks with a strong American accent, but he is actually a thorough British wizard. He was a few years younger than Dumbledore at his age, and the two seemed to have been classmates for a few years.

Of course, these are all old things to him, he doesn't say it, obviously not many people know about it.

"Let's go and take a look!" Old Aslan paused with his crutches, and walked straight along the sight he had just repaired. "Even if it's just the surface, let's try to repair it first Anyway, this is the school that once nurtured us!"

Yes, these wizards, men and women, old and young, are almost all Hogwarts graduates. This disaster struck the land of Britain violently. In addition to some of the survivors who were originally in Britain, many of them were even wizards who spontaneously returned from abroad after the disaster.

For example, the gray-haired old wizard Aslan, he is the oldest and the oldest among the large group of "returnee alumni".

Even though... he was born in Hufflepuff with a low-key nature and low reputation, and only a few people know him a little bit after he has lived such an old age.

Not long after, the group of wizards who came all the way to Hogwarts began to restore the castle, and everyone was busy.

Until the east sky was slightly bright, there was a mess of horseshoes outside the castle ruins, which caused some people to stop their movements and look out of the school gate one after another.

"A group of horsemen?"

"Well, it should be correct."

"Maybe those who originally lived in the Forbidden Forest? You should go outside first, and I will inform the old Sir them later."

Before the voice was over, the wizard who spoke last turned his head and ran into the castle.

The "Old Sir" he used to refer to Old Aslan. Long ago, their family was also a big family closely related to Muggles, and even won titles and fiefdoms.

Of course, as for why he prefers other people to call him that way, no one knows. After all, he just inherited this Muggle title, which is meaningless in the modern British magical world.

"Horseman?"

The wizard who heard the report talked about the situation outside. Old Aslan, who was discussing follow-up plans with several other wizards, had a short meal before nodding:

"Okay, I see... You are here to continue to study the protective measures of the castle, I will go out to see the horsemen."

Without ignorance of the actual reason, once they heard that there were horsemen coming, the wizards would immediately think of the horse people’s astrology~IndoMTL.com~ and things like this kind of prophecy and divination. , There has always been no good thing.

So to be honest, everyone is actually a little bit uneasy.

But soon, when Aslan walked out of the newly restored main entrance, what he saw was a strange scene of a horseman greeting several wizards who were approaching him.

In the magical world, many wizards know that horsemen don't have much good impression of wizards, let alone make them respectfully salute.

Don't say anything else, just look at the puzzled faces of the few wizards who received the ceremony subconsciously stepping back, and they are very puzzled.

"This is...what's going on?"

Old Aslan also walked forward in confusion and asked.

"Old Sir," one of the wizards saw him appear, and said immediately, "This Firenze said, they came to see what happened because they noticed our arrival. Because...they were at this time. Sun has always been guarding the vicinity of the castle, spontaneously taking care of the ruins for Mr. McLean."