Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Albus smiled, "No, your role is by no means insignificant. Behind a successful leader there is often a strong partner, and I believe that your support by Harry Potter's side plays an important role in him."

Harry Potter's wife nodded gratefully, "Thank you for the compliment, Lord Albus."

Albus turned his attention to Harry Potter's children, "Hello, children."

All of Harry Potter's children saluted, "Hello, Lord Albus."

"You are the pride of Harry Potter. I heard that you are doing very well in your studies and training. I hope you can continue to work hard and become pillars of the future." Albus encouraged.

Harry Potter's children showed proud expressions on their faces, and their hearts were filled with longing and expectations for the future.

"Lord Albus, I will continue to work for the safety and prosperity of Winterfell to the best of my ability," Harry Potter said solemnly.

Albus nodded, "I am sure you will, Harry Potter. I will be staying in Winterfell for some time, and I hope to witness your efforts and achievements firsthand."

Harry Potter's heart moved. He knew that Albus's arrival meant new challenges and responsibilities, but he was also willing to accept this heavy responsibility and fight for the future of Winterfell.

Harry Potter stood on the wall of Winterfell, looking at the mountains and the vast sky in the distance, with a complex emotion in his heart. Albus's arrival means that Winterfell will face new challenges and changes, and as the lord of the city, he must make corresponding decisions and actions.

He recalled his conversation with Albus and hesitated. As an excellent leader, he knew that loyalty to the superiors was a matter of course, but this meant that he would lose some of his autonomy. Was he willing to accept this change and become one of Albus's men?

"Dad, what are you thinking about?" Harry Potter's eldest son James walked up to him and asked curiously.

Harry Potter turned his head and looked at his son with a smile, "Nothing, just thinking about something."

"Is it about Lord Albus?" James asked, a hint of worry in his expression.

Harry Potter nodded, "Yes, Lord Albus's arrival has brought some changes to us."

"Dad, what would you do?" James asked curiously.

Harry Potter hesitated for a moment, "I will do my best to benefit Winterfell and its people. No matter what challenges and changes come my way, I will face them bravely."

James showed a relieved expression, "I believe you, Dad."

"Thank you, son." Harry Potter patted his son's shoulder gently. "All we have to do is protect Winterfell, our home."

At this moment, there was a sudden noise and alarm from the city wall, and a group of Dorask rushed in on horseback. They were holding weapons and looked wild, and seemed to be coming to attack Winterfell.

"Quick, prepare for battle!" Harry Potter shouted loudly, then waved the sword in his hand and led the soldiers of Winterfell bravely forward.

The battle began, swords clashed, arrows flew. Harry Potter led the charge, brave and fearless, and fought fiercely with the Doraskes. He blocked an enemy's attack with his sword, then counterattacked with a powerful blow, knocking the enemy to the ground.

At the same time, the defenders on the city wall struggled to resist the attacks of the Dorask people. Arrows were flying, flames were flashing, and the scene was extremely intense.

"Dad, be careful!" James shouted loudly, waving his weapon and protecting the soldiers beside him.

Harry Potter felt his son's concern and support, and he became more determined to defend the safety of Winterfell.

The battle lasted for a while, and finally the soldiers of Winterfell repelled the attack of the Doraskes with their tenacious will and excellent tactics. Harry Potter stood on the battlefield, breathing rapidly, his body covered with sweat and traces of battle, but his eyes were full of the joy of victory and firm determination.

"Victory!" a soldier shouted.

"Yes, we won!" Harry Potter waved the sword in his hand and announced loudly with joy.

James and the other soldiers also cheered. They were proud of their victory and celebrated the safety of Winterfell.

Minerva walked alone to the hills near the castle, under the warm sunshine and feeling the breeze on her face. Before her eyes was a magnificent view, with lush green trees, blooming mountain flowers, and in the distance a blue sky with feather-like white clouds, which made people feel infinite tranquility and beauty.

Not far away, a magnificent castle stood at the foot of the mountain, majestic and magnificent. This castle was the residence of the Dumbledore family and also Minerva's home. He was used to wandering in this beautiful mountain, looking for his own peace.

However, when he climbed to the top of the mountain and was ready to enjoy the beautiful scenery, he unexpectedly discovered a scene that surprised him: On a huge oak tree, there were two figures talking intimately.

"Cersei, look, the scenery here is so beautiful." said a young man, his voice had a slightly melodious tone, as if expressing his amazement.

"Yes, brother, this is indeed a good place where you can look out at the stars and listen to the sound of the wind." The other woman responded gently. Her voice was clear and pleasant, like a sweet stream.

Minerva was stunned. He never expected that his good friend Dumbledore and his twin sister Cersei would appear here, and at this time. He felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart, a little disappointed, and a little envious.

He didn't know that the relationship between Dumbledore and Cersei had already surpassed the ordinary brother-sister relationship. They grew up together, supported each other, and accompanied each other. Their hearts had already been closely connected. Their common interests and experiences made their relationship even deeper.

"Minerva!" At this moment, Cersei suddenly spotted Minerva not far away and exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Minerva stood there in a daze, and a trace of embarrassment spread across his face. "I... I just came here by accident."

Dumbledore smiled, walked over to Minerva and patted him on the shoulder. "It's okay, you can join our conversation. After all, the scenery here is really beautiful, isn't it?"

Minerva was touched, knowing how lucky she was to have friends like Dumbledore and Cersei. He smiled and sat with them under the oak tree, admiring the peaceful and beautiful mountain scenery.