HP Wizard Age

There is a Riddle Mansion in the town of Little Hangleton. After all three members of the family died here decades ago, no one has lived there for a long time.Years of disrepair have made this old house gloomy like a haunted house—in fact, that’s what the residents of the town call it—the Riddle Haunted House.

Frank was the caretaker of the house, and one night a light suddenly came on in the house.

"Damn you little bastards! If I catch..." The town kids used to play tricks on him, so he picked up his kerosene lamp and walked around the house.

Frank opened the door and stepped up the old, dusty staircase.He was surprised to see that the room deep in the corridor was half open, and there was still a fireplace burning inside.

The door of the room was open on the side, and there was a gap in the door, and an orange light was cast on the ground.

He walked in quietly, leaning against the wall, and heard a voice from inside.

The sound was like wind blowing from the polar regions, and it made goose bumps on the back of his neck.

"Nagini, Wormtail was captured and taken to Azkaban, I lost another servant..."

At this time, a second voice in the room thought, "Master, you and I..."

"Oh...yes, Batty...if you hadn't found me...almost...nearly..." The voice paused for a while, then raised the volume again, "Those people! None of them have found me! Those people A self-proclaimed loyal servant..."

"Barty...I need you..."

Frank couldn't hear clearly, and he missed a lot of sentences.

"Yes yes master."

"Kill one more person... That's enough, Harry Potter must be brought before me...Damn Knightley, Batty, you need to be careful of that damn Eastern family, they always sabotage our plans..."

"Why don't you kill them, my master..."

"Yes, yes, the roadblock that got in the way, now is not the time, I still need their blood, I need to prophesy Batty, there is nothing more suitable than them..."

Frank was terrified when he heard that, not only did he hear that someone was going to murder a boy, but also tried to destroy a family...

"I still need my faithful servant... Batty... look at me..."

"I will, my master...I will go find..."

"Call them!"

"Hiss..."

"Interesting thing, Barty, there was an old Muggle out there who overheard our conversation..."

The door was opened suddenly, and he saw a particularly cunning man in a panic, he grinned grinningly.Frank tried to leave, but a green light flashed... and he collapsed to the ground.Before he fell to the ground, he was dead.

"what!"

Harry woke up in an old house, the green light in his dream... His scar was still painful, as if someone had burned an iron block on his forehead.

"What are your orders, Master Harry..."

Suddenly the lights in Harry's room came on, and a house-elf stood in front of his door.

Yes, this year his summer vacation is the happiest he has ever had, he has a godfather, he doesn't have to go back to his muggle uncle at all, he is now at the old black house, which is a small part of the old house Elf Kreacher.

"Just a dream, Kreacher."

"Oh yes, Master Harry. If it was the mistress she would have said..."

"Kreacher?" Sirius stood at the door, he heard movement here.

"Sirius!" Harry yelled.

"I'm fine here, Kreacher."

Sirius sat down on Harry's bedside, "Tell me what happened Harry."

Harry had never experienced anything like this before, and his uncle wouldn't be kind enough to sit on his bed and ask him what happened.

It was all thanks to Knightley, if she hadn't helped catch Peter Pettigrew... Knightley?

Harry clutched his godfather's hand tightly, "I, I don't know what to say, Sirius, it might seem like a joke to you..."

"No, no, say, Harry." Sirius held Harry's hand, trying to give him strength.

Harry told the story of his dream, which seemed so realistic, "They've killed a man, they need Knightley's blood, because they want to prophesy, and they want to kill me...Sirius... ..." He spoke in a hurry and incoherently, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his body was also covered with sweat.

"Sorry Sirius, the last time my scar hurt, it was You-Know-Who at Hogwarts...I don't want to make myself nervous..."

"This is very important Harry, you don't need to hide it from me, you are still a minor." Sirius pressed Harry's shoulder and said, "Do you remember the other person's name?"

Harry tried hard to remember, but he couldn't remember, only one pronunciation, "ba" and what he looked like.

It could be Bartley, it could be Barnick.

He remembered people he knew like Knightley and his name.

"Okay, I'll leave these things to the adults, you just need to get a good night's sleep. Don't forget that the Weasleys invited you to watch the Quidditch World Cup."

"Sirius, aren't you going?" Harry said lying on the bed.

"No, I've got a lot to take care of when I'm back. Goodnight Harry." Sirius patted his forehead.

"Dad, do we have to go?" Astria held her cheeks with a gloomy expression.

Although she also likes Quidditch, it doesn't mean she likes to go to the World Cup. It doesn't matter if there are too many people there. The Knightley's house also represents Huaguo. She can't sit in the box and yell. What does Diqi mean.

"I'm afraid we have to, Rhea." Payne was adjusting his tie. "You're already in fourth grade, you can't stay out of public places all the time."

Asteria kicked the ankle-length skirt. She was wearing a light green retro long-sleeved dress. Her mother was helping her with a hairstyle with the same color headband and picking out some hair scattered around her cheeks and on her earlobes. Also hung a pair of dark green beads.

"Mom, I don't need to dress like this..." Asteria looked at her mother helplessly. "It's just a game."

"Rui Ya, this outfit doesn't hinder you, and you don't need to play, those noble ladies wear it like this. All right, all right, let's go to the World Cup with your father and brother."

Mrs. Knightley herded her over there, waved to the three, and waited until the three had transfigured before she went back.

The Knightley family was invited by the Ministry of Magic to participate in the Quidditch World Cup as Chinese ambassadors, because the World Cup has not been held in England for several years.

Their tent is also in the best view, surrounded by high-level Ministry of Magic and nobles.

Both Patriarch Knightley and Payne went to say hello to the Ministry of Magic, while Asteria wandered around alone.

"Hey, that family still has a white peacock tied to the door."

"This house still has a turret."

"Wow Merlin, this is actually a Chinese-style pagoda!"

A group of people shuttled around her, evaluating the tents.

Astria: ...Needless to say, that pagoda belongs to her family.

White peacock?For some reason, she subconsciously thought of the Malfoy family.She also walked towards the tent with the white peacock tied to it. She looked at it. The tent was covered with striped silk, like a small palace.

Draco opened the curtain and came out, only to see a person standing in front of his tent.

"Draco." Asteria stood in the crowd with her hands behind her back and smiled at him.

"Ruiya?" He was also about to find her, but when he opened the curtain, someone stood in front of him.

Draco stepped forward and took her hand.

He still wears a black shirt and a black suit today—because Astria once boasted that he looks very good-looking in this way, but he has grown taller after a holiday, and now Astria is only a little higher than his shoulders , obviously last year was only half a head taller than her.The contours of his facial features also had the unique line sense of a teenager, which perfectly blended with his arrogance and nobility.

"Your family?" She pointed to the white peacocks and asked with a smile.

Draco touched the bridge of his nose and nodded, there are many such white peacocks in his manor.

At this time, a white peacock raised its neck and opened its screen towards Astria with a clatter, and the other peacocks also opened their screens with a clatter.

The white peacock that opened its tail first called out to her a few times.

Draco's face darkened immediately, the peacock spreading its tail is a symbol of courtship, what do these broken birds mean?When he goes back, he must burn the feathers of these broken birds.

These rotten birds!

"Let's go, Ruiya." Those birds opened their screens and attracted the attention of the surroundings, and many people had already started to find out who was next to him.