Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Your uncle is still your uncle after all.

Looking at the hideous face on the resurrection stone, Anriel's emotion came from the bottom of his heart.

The subsequent negotiation process was very simple. Merlin promised Anriel that he could help him plan strategies and control the overall situation.

But he wanted Anriel to agree to two conditions:

First, Merlin will not appear in public in any form. He will quietly work behind the scenes.

Of course, if he changed his appearance and mixed in with the crowd as an ordinary person to watch the fun, then it wouldn't matter...

The second is...

Anriel didn't have anything particularly urgent to do, so he shouldn't bother him - or Anriel couldn't find him.

Because he is about to start traveling around the world.

Elderly people who are out of touch with the times return to the mundane world to experience life.

Evaluation is just one word——

Code.

......

After finally discussing some details, Anriel took Luna away, leaving Regulus to act as a tour guide for Merlin and then left the Room of Requirement.

Anriel was not even worried that the two of them would be discovered——

Because in a sense, Merlin's ability as an immortal contains some cognitive tampering effects.

Luna was completely confused - for someone of his age, even if he was exceptionally intelligent, this kind of thing was a little too magical.

But...Anriel seemed very satisfied.

That's good.

That's what Luna thought.

"By the way, the holiday is about to start, do you still need to go back to the dormitory to pack your things?"

Anriel asked.

Luna looked around and found no one. She gritted her teeth and asked angrily:

"Whose dormitory? Yours?"

Anriel smiled without any guilt:

"Pretend I didn't ask."

After thinking for a while, he spoke again:

"I have to go out for something in a few days. Please forgive me for not being able to take you with me this time..."

Luna shook her head slightly, indicating that it was okay and she understood.

"But there will be a Quidditch World Cup this summer. I'll take you to watch it."

"Good~"

Luna answered him lazily.

Anriel took his girlfriend's hand and slowly walked towards the Ravenclaw Tower.

......

a week later.

The whistle sounded at Hogwarts Station, and one by one the students boarded the train with their luggage.

Their goal is to return to the home where they think they are safe after a year of fear.

As for whether it is really safe... no one can tell.

Angel watched Harry Potter and Ron Weasley board the train, and Harry looked in a good mood.

Because as far as we know, he is about to leave the Dursleys and embrace a new life with his godfather.

He had dreamed of such a scene countless times.

To be able to leave the Dursleys one day and live with someone who could take care of him like his parents.

He didn't know what his mother got in return for giving her life to save him.

The rate things were going, he would never know.

Given Sirius's conceited character, even if he knew that the Dursleys had a protective spell set by Dumbledore based on their blood ties, he would never take the initiative to mention this to Harry.

Dumbledore's opinion on the matter is...

It doesn't matter.

That’s right, it doesn’t matter.

He said nothing, as if the fact that Harry's custody was transferred to Sirius had never happened.

Anriel thought this was normal.

The priority of "protecting Harry Potter" had long been ranked very low on Dumbledore's personal list, and if it weren't for Snape's feelings, this matter would have been ranked very low in the overall situation.

The whistle blew again.

The wheels began to roll, pushing the train forward, around a mountain, and disappearing from Anriel's sight.

Anriel's figure slowly disappeared from the spot as if it had been erased by an eraser.

Luna took the train home. Anriel asked her to do so.

The main reason is that there might be no one in Hogwarts these days, and Anriel is afraid that Luna will be lonely——

Dumbledore went to the Ministry of Magic to deal with matters related to Sirius.

The old bee was still kind. After Sirius tried many times (for a whole week) and finally had to accept the reality that "the door of No. 12 Grimmauld Place no longer welcomes Sirius", he provided Sirius with a small property in the suburbs of Nottingham.

Anriel knew about this.

He secretly laughed a few times, mainly because of Sirius's stubbornness -

A normal person would try three to five times, or at most more than ten times. When they find that something is impossible, they would probably give up.

Sirius tried it at least twenty times.

Is there nothing else to do?

Ah, he certainly didn't...

The case was solved, not because of stubbornness, but because of boredom.

And this week, Anriel was not idle either——

But what he did was simple and straightforward.

......

He was looking for the location of Azkaban.

......

Azkaban is a prison located on an isolated island in the ocean.

In fact, no one knows the exact location of Azkaban except certain officials of the Ministry of Magic, such as those in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Considering the geographical location of the United Kingdom on the Earth, Anriel prefers that Azkaban is in the Atlantic Ocean.

What happened next...

Merlin enhanced the power of the Resurrection Stone a hundred times, you know.

"Search for me, inch by inch!"

After such an order was issued, countless drowned people spread like a plague, and the carpet search extended from Britain to the east coast of America.

After searching for a week, they finally found this infamous wizard prison in a well-known sea area.

Anriel should have thought of it earlier.

Apart from this sea, where else can serve as a wizard prison?

"Bermuda..."

Anriel curled his lips at the thought.

…is a self-governing British overseas territory located in the North Atlantic Ocean.

Although this area is only 900 kilometers away from the North American coastline, about 1100 nautical miles northeast of Miami, Florida, on the east coast of the United States, and about 840 nautical miles southeast of Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada...

But sorry, this place is still British——

Learn about the world’s colonial emperor, the British Empire.

After figuring out the location, Anriel made some preparations...

Mainly, I wrote a draft for the speech I was about to give.

We also need to know in advance what kind of people are imprisoned in Azkaban now, how many Death Eaters there are, and how many diehard fans of Voldemort there are.

And how many people have nothing to do with Voldemort...

It’s better not to understand this…

Once he understood the situation, Anriel fell silent.