Snakes in Hogwarts

The development of the plot did not change because of Andros' arrival.

At least not now.

Under Hagrid's leadership, Harry came to the Broken Cauldron Bar as described in the original book.

After hearing Hagrid's words, Tom rubbed his muddy black eyes vigorously and looked at the timid little boy beside Hagrid in disbelief.

Not only him, almost all the wizards in the Broken Cauldron Bar looked at this side, and they stopped talking, with the same expression on their faces as old Tom.

This undoubtedly made the little boy even more nervous. Andros noticed that he subconsciously shrank behind Hagrid.

"Merlin's socks!" Old Tom broke the silence in the tavern first, "This one, this one should be."

"You guessed it." Hagrid pushed Harry out behind him with a face of pride.

"He is the Harry, our hero, the boy who survived a catastrophe, Harry Potter."

"Merlin, welcome, welcome back. Old Tom held Harry's hand with tears in his eyes, and then the wizard in the Broken Cauldron bar swarmed Harry in the middle.

Of course, Andros and Hermione are not included.

"Is that Harry Potter? It doesn't look like anything special." Hermione seemed disappointed after seeing Harry's incomprehensible look.

"The few books I've been reading recently, "The History of Modern Magic", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", and "Important Magic Events of the Twentieth Century" all mentioned his name and said that he saved the wizard Savior."

"Don't believe the contents of the book too much, Hermione."

Andros curled his lips lightly, and he was quite disdainful of this so-called savior.

What a savior is just an empty shell created by wizards to hide their cowardice and incompetence and fear of Voldemort.

The more they wanted to forget the past and the fear that Voldemort brought, the more they would respect Harry, the little wizard who had just turned eleven.

Isn't the so-called catastrophe because of Harry's mother's protection and sacrifice for his love?

What does it have to do with Harry Potter?

No way, no way?

It's been 1991. No one believes that the one-year-old baby used his own power to defeat Voldemort, right?

Andros didn't believe it, and he dared to swear that Dumbledore must also know the doorway.

From the first grade, Dumbledore seemed to be training the savior intentionally or unintentionally.

Without Lao Deng's protection, this so-called savior might have gone to see Merlin long ago.

Take a look at what this savior did in the school, arrogant, reckless, arrogant, not concentrating on learning magic, but thinking about defeating Voldemort and saving the world.

"Look at him, I bet he doesn't even know what he did to make these wizards respect him like this."

"Then shall we also go over and say hello?"

"No need, there will be opportunities when I go to school in the future. Now he looks like a monkey in the zoo for tourists to visit."

Seeing Quirrell who walked to Harry and introduced himself to Harry with a shiver, Andros couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

If Voldemort really broke his face and controlled Quirrell to give Harry a shot of Arvada to eat the big melon.

So does the myth of the savior end before it even begins?

Harry didn't have the magic wand that was destined at this time, and Andros didn't believe that the spell cast by Harry's mother could withstand the attacks of two killing spells.

Forget it, don't want to.

What does Harry's life and death have to do with him? Let's hurry up and read a book at Lihen Bookstore.

"Let's go, hurry up and go to Lihen Bookstore. I don't have much time, so I can take advantage of my spare time to read it for a while.

"Ah~oh~ alright."

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Harry had never thought that he would have such an experience, as if it were, like in a dream.

When I met Hagrid, I knew that my parents and myself were both wizards. It was the first time I saw magic, and I was received by such stars in the Broken Cauldron Bar.

"I never knew I was so famous. Why did they know me? I mean, I don't remember anything worthy of being respected like this."

Harry's head was still a little dizzy when he was led to the backyard of the Broken Cauldron by Hygla.

"Of course they know you!" Hagrid's tone sounded like he was saying something that everyone knew.

"Although you may not remember clearly, you did an amazing thing ten years ago. You, and only you, successfully stopped the person who couldn't say the name."

"What happened that night?"

"Well, I don't know exactly what happened." Hagrid rubbed Harry's head vigorously, rubbing his messy black hair even worse.

For some reason, Harry's head remembered the boy who had just met him briefly, and beside him was a little girl who seemed to be their age.

They didn't crowd around him like the other wizards in the tavern, and Harry even noticed a slight contempt in the boy's eyes looking at him.

"I just saw two kids about my age. Are they wizards who grew up in the wizarding world?"

"I just heard Tom, the bald old man with no hair said that they are wizards who grew up in the Muggle world just like you. And, you are in the same grade!

The boy seems to be Andros, and now works at the Broken Cauldron Bar.If you are a little wizard who grew up in the wizarding world, then they must have grown up listening to your story, and they will definitely worship you as a big hero."

Is it the same grade?

I should see each other often from now on.Harry secretly remembered the appearance of the two of them.

"Well, Harry, don't think about it for now, watch my next actions carefully, and you will soon see the true charm of the wizarding world."

Hagrid drew out his pink umbrella, his wand hidden inside.

Sixteen inches, oak, unknown core.

(Gosh, sixteen inches, it's so long!)

For reasons known to hp fans, Hagrid is still unable to use magic with integrity.

He used the tip of his umbrella to gently tap a brick above the trash can.In Harry's unbelievable gaze, the brick wall in front of him separated from the strike point along the left and right ends, forming a wide arch.

"Welcome, Harry, welcome to Diagon Alley."

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Whether in good times or bad times, the wand made of English oak is a loyal friend that the wizard who holds it deserves.In return, the English Oak Wand will only choose a partner with strength, courage and loyalty.

What is less known is that the owners of oak wands often have keen intuition and often have a considerable affinity for plants or animals in the natural world.

Therefore, whether to hold an oak wand was once one of the criteria for judging whether a wizard is a druid.

According to an unreliable legend, Merlin’s wand was made of English oak.

(Of course, his grave and the wand he used have not been found yet.)

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Arturo Cefa Robles "Wand Studies"