Start at Marvel's Hogwarts Hoo

In the Carlo family's manor, old Carlo changed his past extravagant style and gave most of the people in the manor a holiday, leaving only a few gate posts on the periphery.

In the dark garden, only a weak lamp was lit in the pavilion. The dark clouds covered the moon, and no trace of moonlight could shine through.

Old Carlo was sitting in the pavilion, hunched over alone, like an old dog that was about to die.

He gently rubbed the smooth and round pocket watch in his hand. This was his favorite thing to do in the past ten years.

The cool night breeze blows slowly, carrying the last cicada chirping in the summer night... Autumn is about to come, and the cicadas want to risk their lives to sing a few more times.

As he thought about it, he thought about the magic product jointly promoted by Hogwarts and the big shit family that is close to middle- and low-level wizards. He thought about the powerful Dumbledore, thought about Voldemort, and thought about him. son and daughter…

"My favorite servant, what is it that confuses your thoughts?"

In the darkness, a hoarse voice sounded, and after a period of rustling, a huge python crawled into the pavilion.

The giant python opened its mouth and breathed out the snake letter, but human words came from its body.

"Why don't you confide in your great master? Is it the strength of those two people that makes you panic?"

"No...my greatest master. I am not afraid of Dumbledore and that Harris..."

When Carlo saw the giant python, he quickly knelt down and lowered his body respectfully.

"I firmly believe that you, Master, are the most powerful wizard..."

"Then what makes you go against your will and not carry out your mission?!"

As Voldemort shouted, the giant python that had been swimming on the ground suddenly jumped towards Old Carlo, and wrapped it tightly in the blink of an eye.

The bones in Old Carlo's body were crackling due to the squeeze, and he knew that Voldemort was really angry.

"Master!...Timing...Timing!"

"opportunity?"

The giant python slowly loosened its restraints. Old Carlo pressed his waist painfully and spoke intermittently with a trembling body.

"My master... Fudge would not dare to lead a war under the current situation... He has always been a coward..."

"They are all afraid of you, my master... The news that you have returned has been spread by that hypocrite Dumbledore. Fudge just wants to suppress the fear of those fools..."

"You said you have someone in the Ministry of Magic...and her position is not low..."

"But Fudge is still the Minister, Master... That coward relied on Dumbledore to get to the position. He is always timid when trying to get rid of Dumbledore's control..."

"My great master, please forgive me for a while longer... I have united a large number of families, and it is impossible for Fudge to withstand the pressure we put on..."

The giant python slowly let go of him, put him on the ground and straightened up, staring directly at old Carlo with two pairs of huge snake eyes.

"I will watch you, Carlo... I hope you will not betray my trust..."

"When I'm resurrected, neither Dumbledore nor Harry Potter will be able to stop me... You always like to be clever, Carlo."

"I hope you don't make the wrong choice..."

The giant python slowly swam away in the darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, the dark clouds dispersed, and the cold moonlight hit old Carlo's wrinkled face, making him shiver.

Wrong choice…

His choice more than ten years ago resulted in his children being sent to Azkaban, and today, more than ten years later, it is impossible for him to make the wrong choice again!

He didn't believe that Dumbledore, who had been unable to do anything to Voldemort more than ten years ago, could do anything to him now that he had made a comeback... It was just an accident that the Death Eaters were defeated back then!The so-called savior won't stand a chance.

Old Carlo struggled to sit up, leaned against the stone table, and slowly opened his hand that he had held tightly since just now... and gently opened the pocket watch that was tightly held in his hand.

A small photo appeared in front of him...two children, a boy and a girl, trying their best to keep their faces low and nestled next to their serious father...

He will succeed...

Old Carlo gritted his teeth and stood up with force... Several of his ribs had just been crushed.Fortunately, they did not penetrate into the internal organs, but they only stung frequently.

"Archibald! You damn sluggard! Do you want me to kick you out of the house?! You lowly bastard!"

Old Carlo called the Carlo house elf angrily... He had to take care of his ribs quickly.

...

After Harry didn't reply for several days, Mr. Weasley finally couldn't sit still.

He and Harry's parents were old comrades in arms, and his sons were Harry's good friends. He had to go see if there was anything wrong with the child.

I took the Knight Bus there... Recently, the Ministry of Magic has been very strict about private modifications. Neither his flying car nor the fireplace in John's house can be used.

He even took the time to temporarily connect John's fireplace out of the floo network.

So he had no choice but to go to Harry in person to see how the child was doing.

When he found the Dursleys, he met Harry very easily and simply... For the sake of money and the Stark family, the Dursleys were not locking Harry up like a prisoner.

Harry is now like a transparent person at home. Without the abuse and unreasonable abuse, the Dursleys will only call him during meals... This seems to Harry to be no different from heaven.

After hearing what Arthur said, Vernon simply let him take Harry away.

...

Meeting Harry at the Burrow made several of the younger Weasleys excited.

Several brothers gathered around Harry and asked for interesting facts about the Muggle world, but Harry's little crush Ginny quietly hid aside, pretending to be a lady quietly.

"I haven't received any letters, Ron..."

Harry looked at Ron with a headache... He didn't know why he didn't receive any letters, and looking at it, the letters he sent should have been cut off.

"And the letter I sent must have been blocked by someone..."

The Weasley family's genuine concern made him feel much better.

"Okay, but I suggest you write a letter to Hermione to report that you are safe... They both ended their vacation and rushed back from the United States after hearing that you were missing."

Ron punched Harry on the shoulder and forgiven him

"And Hermione and the others seem to have given birth to a baby... When I asked them in the letter, they were just vague. Maybe you can find out more information..."

"They had a baby?!"