Start at Marvel's Hogwarts Hoo

Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess in the lounge... Originally they wanted to go out to play today, but the snow outside was so heavy that they couldn't see anything clearly in the sky.

"Gu...Gu~"

"That's John's owl!" Harry, who had been killed several times by Ron, stood up in a hurry and overturned the chess pieces on the chess board... causing the noisy chess pieces to curse.

"Come on Harry, you are so worthless." Ron also saw the dark owl knocking on the window...and the two big boxes tied to its talons. "Those must be our Christmas gifts... I knew John and Hermione would love my chocolate frog cards."

Harry was a little excited... He had not received a Christmas present for the eleven previous Christmases, and this was his first Christmas with a Christmas present.

Ron had already gone to unpack the package. Harry looked at the little guy who looked dissatisfied, and hurriedly took out a few pieces of dried meat from the fireplace, and put them in front of the little guy with his cup of hot juice.

"Eat, little one, the weather is not very friendly."

The owl, as black as briquettes, glanced at Harry, put away the anthropomorphic displeasure on his face, and began to eat slowly.

After appeasing the owl that had worked so hard to deliver the letter, Harry moved closer to Ron.

"This is a gift for you, and Hermione's is here too... you won't believe it... they're engaged!"

Ron's face was filled with confusion...Merlin's beard!They were only 12 years old and they were already engaged? !

Harry was stunned for a while, but thinking about how his two friends usually got along, he felt that this was not too unexpected... After all, it would just happen sooner or later.

"So they are planning to invite us to the engagement party?"

"No, this is what I find most difficult to understand... They only invited relatives from both families, and did not plan to invite friends..."

"This is normal. After all, it's an engagement, not a marriage..."

"But Alicia went...her grandfather is the godfather that John's mother just recognized!"

"Wow...John must be having a wonderful Christmas."

Harry felt like the world was moving a little too fast... and he needed a gift to calm down.

John gave him a magical atlas that recorded the seekers of each championship team in the Quidditch World Cup throughout the years. The players in the pictures would greet him every time he opened them and perform their famous moves. .

Hermione gave him an ancient history of Quidditch... Good guy, after taking it out from the traceless bag, this book that was half his body was heavier than a tooth.Harry struggled to carry the gift back to his dormitory.

When he put the gifts away and returned to the lounge, what he saw was Ron's face that was about to burst into laughter.

"Honeydukes' two-year new product trial coupon! You can try any new product for free for a day and give them feedback... John really understands me!"

"Where's Hermione's gift?"

"There is... an old book, I didn't read the title..."

Harry glanced at the big book on the coffee table... wasn't this the one Hermione borrowed that time?

"No, Ron, this book should be the book Hermione borrowed when we investigated Principal Dumbledore's friend... Her gift is here!"

He took out a lavender square gift box from the seamlessly stretched bag, which was filled with various kinds of candies.

"I'm sure Hermione left a message in this book... She and John definitely found out who the person who asked Principal Dumbledore to help keep things was!"

Ron also hurriedly hid the tasting coupon in his pocket... George and Fred couldn't let George and Fred know this.He leaned next to Harry who was flipping through a book.

"Here, here! She folded the page..." Harry was a little excited. This feeling of finding the truth was really great... Although the main force was Hermione, this did not affect them from sharing this joy. "

"Nicolas (Nick) Flamel, a French master of alchemy, was born in 1330 and died... Merlin's beard. This man is still alive!"

"You should keep reading!" Ron pushed Harry anxiously, and Harry almost put his head on the book. He couldn't read it by himself.

"The owner of the magic stone that can make people immortal and has the effect of turning stones into gold... According to rumors, the magic stone is not that big. It is only as big as an average adult man's fist, but it has inexhaustible power. Magic... At the same time, Nicolas Flamel was once the great White Wizard, Mr. Dumbledore's guide in alchemy..."

There were no creases left by Hermione on the back, and that was all she wanted to tell them.

"So... there is a Philosopher's Stone hidden under that trap door?!" Unbelievable, he always thought that the Philosopher's Stone was just a fairy tale made up by his mother... After all, the Philosopher's Stone and Nicolas Flamel have not appeared in reports for hundreds of years...

Ron took out Dumbledore's Chocolate Frog card that he had kept in the pocket of his wizard's robes.

"Principal Dumbledore once admitted that he and Nico Flamel are very good friends...is it really the Sorcerer's Stone?!"

"That should be it... I saw it when the goblin opened the vault. There was only a velvet jewelry bag about the same size as Wood's fist... I felt that, except for the Sorcerer's Stone, there was nothing worth provoking the fire dragon of Gringotts. ”

The two of them collapsed on the sofa... They were both excited and scared now, and the high-speed secretion of adrenaline made their legs tremble.

Harry felt the call. As the savior, he should not soak in those boring books every day...finding the evil dark wizards and defeating them is what the savior should do.

"Snape, it's definitely Snape who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone!" Harry forced himself to sit up. His excitement was not over yet, so he spoke with gritted teeth. "He hid it very well, Dun." Bullido didn't even notice that his leg was bitten..."

"Then should we tell Principal Dumbledore? Expose him..."

"No, Ron." Harry sat next to Ron and pressed his shoulder hard with his right hand. "Calm down Ron, without evidence, Principal Dumbledore will not believe us... After so many days, Snake Pu’s leg injury should have been cured long ago…”

"Then what should we do..." Ron also lowered his voice... It felt very cool, as if they were plotting something important to the survival of the wizarding world.

"We have to wait until he reveals himself... I believe that he will not be able to attack the Sorcerer's Stone directly under Dumbledore's watchful eye."

"so…"

"When Dumbledore is not at school..."

"When Snape takes action... we will catch him with our own hands. I've already seen that old bat unhappy." Ron clapped his hands, imagining Snape being casually squashed and rounded in his hands.

"Cuckoo!"

Another owl is coming.

Harry went over and took off the gift box that the owl had tied to his leg. Because it was not a familiar owl, Harry didn't put it in, but just fed it some dried meat.

Then Ron saw John's briquette looking contemptuously at the trembling owl outside the window... Oh my God, this guy really became a sperm.

John's animals are very smart.

These were the exact words Hermione told them, but they didn't take it seriously at first. After all, the owls in the wizarding world are much smarter than the owls in the Muggle world...but there are absolutely no owls that can make anthropomorphic expressions!

Could this be an illegal animagus? !

Ron thought wildly.

After Harry sent the poor little guy away, he opened this new gift...without a signature, which was strange.

Alicia's gift arrived last night, and she never expected that he and Ron would stay up all night waiting for the gift; Hagrid's gift was to take them around the Forbidden Forest; the Weasley family's gift also arrived yesterday...so, this Could it be a gift from Headmaster Dumbledore?

There was no way, there were only so many people he knew... The Dursleys would never give him a Christmas present.

Harry opened the box and found a thin black and gray cloak lying quietly in the box. It felt cool and soft, and should be made of good material... But he was a little disappointed, because this cloak would leak like crazy at first glance. That kind of thing.

"The person who gave you this gift definitely wants to freeze you to death." Ron gloated from the sidelines.

Harry wasn't bothered either, as long as someone gave him a Christmas present...he didn't really care what it was.After all, what matters is people, not cold objects.

Then he heard Ron exclaiming as he put on his cloak.

"Harry! Your body is being eaten!"

...

In the training ground of the First Institute of Magical Technology, three old men were gathered in front of a glass wall, looking at John, who was slightly bowed in the training ground.

The development of Chidori went extremely smoothly... The double Magatama Sharingan gave John a lot of help in accurately controlling the output of chakra; not to mention that Grindelwald has been staying here these days, using ancient magic scripts to replace John healed him and explained some issues about the use of magic power.

Yes, ever since John discovered that his magic and chakra can transform into each other, he has been trying to use magic to drive ninjutsu... and the results are gratifying.

It is completely feasible to use magic power to drive ninjutsu...perhaps because of the system, or maybe because this plane is caught in the gap...Magic power and chakra seem to have become two homologous things.Perhaps the Asa clan's divine power is the same as theirs?

Shaking his head, John temporarily threw away those messy thoughts and gave a thumbs up to the camera on the side. John activated the power in his body.

The Sharingan rotated crazily, and finally, it stayed in the state of double magatama...it had locked the armor plate in front.

A large ball of blue-white dazzling light appeared in his right hand. Along with the noisy sound of electric explosions, John felt that the power in his body was being extracted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Chidori!"

The thunderbolt in his hand was chirping, and John turned into a blue-white light in an instant... Day after day of physical training gave him extremely strong physical fitness, coupled with the effect of the Thunder Chakra on his body cells With such excitement, the speed he exploded in an instant definitely exceeded the speed of sound!

"Oh!"

Thunder and lightning are inherently violent, and coupled with the cutting force brought by high-speed sprinting, John's hand was inserted into the armored steel plate as easily as tofu.

These are serious bulletproof steel plates. Generally, you have to use anti-material weapons to blow them open.

Grindelwald walked over skillfully and quickly pulled out John's right hand, which had been injured to the bone.

"Magic: Healing."

In the blink of an eye, John's hand returned to its original state, intact... Only the blood on that hand could prove that John's injury just now was not his imagination.

Ancient magic texts are so useful!

"The name Chidori is really appropriate... It's like there are a thousand birds chirping... In addition to the brutal way of using it, this kind of penetrating and explosive power is really hard to react to."

Grindelwald sighed with emotion. He originally stayed here to open some spells for his cheap grandson... Who knew he was called to help develop new spells and witnessed the ferocious side of this little monster...

However, this is not a skill that a wizard should have.