Hogwarts pet owl

Harry felt finally liberated.

How bitter it was before, how sweet it is now,

After enduring Snape's torture, at this moment he was about to take off happily.

In the pyramid, Molly arranged a large room of more than 20 square meters for Harry. The slanted windows always made the room bright.

During the meal, a large family gathered in the warm restaurant, and the twins kept telling everyone jokes.

During the day, the kids play wildly, and at night, there is a special session for tabletop games.

Harry even learned from Ron how to catch a goose easily——

This is a technical job, but Harry always feels that he is not as good as Ron.

I don’t know if it’s because Ron, as Errol’s bird’s nest, has a high reputation among the birds, which makes the geese not run away at all when they see him, and they behave like fake geese.

Until the night before the Quidditch World Cup final.

Different from the original work, because of Errol's relationship with the Ministry of Magic and the real "not short of money", the Weasley family had already obtained the best tickets - their box was right next to the minister's box. .

Harry fell asleep with excitement.

However, he did not have a good dream.

He dreamed that he was transformed into a strange black mist surrounded by ominous purple runes.

A sharp voice said from the black mist,

"Wormtail, how did you do what I asked you to do?"

"Master, I have prepared many Muggles and raised them in the cellar. They will all be your food, Master..."

"You haven't forgotten about our dear Muggle caretaker, have you?"

"No, Master, I chose a single room for him as a reward for him managing the old house for you for decades. I think he will be the last one to die."

"Very good, next I need that boy's blood..."

"No, no, Master," Wormtail begged, "That boy is in Hogwarts. There is not only Dumbledore in Hogwarts, but also a terrible little wizard. Can I..."

"Wormtail, I remember you were living in the sewers a few days ago, living a life that was worse than death. Was it because I was so good to you that I made you feel like you could be my master?"

Wormtail was shocked and quickly knelt on the ground, "Master! I was wrong, Master!"

A young man came into view from the side. He was good-looking, but his eyes were full of madness. He glanced at Wormtail with contempt, and then half-knelt in front of Black Mist.

"Master, don't worry, I will catch the boy for you."

"Of course, Barty, my most loyal servant, I believe you will, but we need to use some strategy... Now, you must gather our people first."

"Yes Master."

"Hehehehehe..."

Laughter came from behind, and Heiwu's eyes turned away.

I saw a blond man leaning against the clock with his arms folded.

"Dark Lord, it seems you will regain your strength soon."

Black mist was silent for two seconds,

"Stranger, I appreciate you providing me with a way to temporarily restore my strength, but you don't expect me to obey you in this regard."

"Of course, of course,"

The strange wizard chuckled,

"As long as I see you, the Dark Lord, continue to kill Muggles everywhere, that is the greatest benefit to me. Don't worry, Your Excellency, the Dark Lord, I have no interest in power."

After saying that, the strange wizard shook his body and disappeared here with a gentle "chila".

"Humph, you are a rat who hides your head and shows your tail,"

Hei Wu snorted coldly,

"Wormtail, I'm hungry, go prepare my dinner."

"Yes, Master."

Wormtail trembled and went down. After a while, he dragged a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old into the room.

The girl's eyes were horrified, but she couldn't make a sound or make any movement.

"The taste of fear,"

Black mist said,

"The soul that dies with strong fear can make me stronger. When I come back to life, Dumbledore will no longer be my opponent!"

"Avada eats the big melon!"

……

"what--"

A frightening green light flashed, and Harry Potter felt a sharp pain in his forehead. He screamed and woke up.

"what--!"

A startled scream from a young girl sounded next to her.

Harry, still frightened, turned his head and saw Hermione with a shocked face.

"Hermione, why did you get into my room? When did you come to the Burrow?"

Hermione slapped her chest,

"Harry, did you have a nightmare? You screamed so loudly!"

After calming down a little, Hermione said angrily,

"I arrived at midnight last night. Mrs. Weasley asked me to wake up you lazy idiots. Did you forget? Today we are going to watch the World Cup final!"

……

……

"This is Amos Diggory, my colleague at the Ministry of Magic."

Arthur introduced the children to the middle-aged man who looked very kind-hearted. He was dressed in military green and had a large travel bag on his back, which seemed to be full of things——

Compared with the Weasley family, who traveled lightly, Errol wanted to give old Amos a "Law-abiding Award".

"Children, Arthur and I are the best friends in the ministry. Thanks to Arthur this time, we have the opportunity to watch the game in the top box! Thank you, Arthur!"

The middle-aged man suddenly looked up, "Cedric!"

A big guy jumped down from the tree,

"No introduction is needed, this is my son Cedric Diggory!"

Amos looked proud, wishing he could announce loudly to everyone - [This handsome young man with a great future is my eldest son! 】

"Of course, we and Cedric are good opponents,"

Fred said,

And George continued, letting everyone know at once how well they knew Cedric,

"It's just a pity that in all the years we competed, we only hit Cedric once."

Cedric smiled;

"I remember that one blow made me lie down at Madam Pomfrey's for a whole night!"

"Hey Harry, we meet again,"

Cedric smiled kindly and shook hands with everyone.

"Oh, Errol, I hope you can be assigned to our house next semester! You know, we haven't won the House Cup for a long time."

Errol smiled awkwardly - was it because of her that Slytherin won last semester?

Not at all! Slytherin can win because their dean no longer has any shame! Errol didn't think Professor Sprout could be as willing as Snape.

"Okay, kids, let's talk about it when we get there. Now we need to hurry up. It would be bad if we miss the time for the door key."

……

……

When the group arrived at the World Cup finals, it was already crowded with people.

However, they still need to check in to enter the tent area.

Eraldo glanced at the Muggle who was checking the tickets.

She didn't quite understand why Muggles were asked to check the tickets. Even when the Muggle Confusion Curse failed, someone had to fill it with a Confusion Curse and a Forgetting Curse.

You see, the poor Muggle gentleman is a little delirious.

The Weasley family (Hermione and Harry are not counted) and Diggory and his son entered the scene.

Except for Errol, no one noticed that in the bushes not far away, there was a strong woman hiding there taking pictures at the ticket gate.

Errol discovered it, but she didn't pay attention——

Paparazzi like Rita Skeeter is not the only one in the wizarding world. Wizards from all over the world are coming to this final, and accordingly, reporters are definitely indispensable.

The guy hiding in the bushes is probably some poor reporter who didn't get a ticket.

The muscular woman in the bush watched Errol and the others enter the tent area. Her hands were shaking slightly. After putting down the camera, she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Why does that little girl look so much like His Majesty the Emperor?"