Chapter 413
Chapter 413
Harry always thought that after Voldemort was eliminated, the scar also lost the magic of contacting Voldemort, but why did it suddenly hurt again?
Voldemort is back?
Harry couldn't help thinking of those relatives and friends who died because of Voldemort, and his body trembled violently. He couldn't imagine how much blood and killings Voldemort would bring when he returned again.
He is no longer young, and now he and Ginny have a pair of lovely children, and he can no longer devote himself to fighting against the dark world without hesitation like in the past.
He needs to take on the responsibility of a father, not die with Voldemort.
He thought of Hermione who was the Minister of Magic. Whether it was her personal friendship with him or Hermione's official status, it was understandable to convey this situation to Hermione.
Harry could almost imagine Hermione covering her mouth in horror, and then summoning wizards from all over the UK to prepare to clean up Voldemort.
Harry tried to laugh, but stopped.
Maybe he can handle it by himself, and if he can solve it by himself, maybe he doesn't have to trouble his friends.
A little bit of luck and the recklessness in being a Gryffindor made Harry give up asking for help.
The pain from the scar lasted all afternoon, but when I woke up the next day, all the pain disappeared, and everything yesterday seemed like a dream.
Harry regained his good spirits, but three days later a letter from home arrived at work.
Lily is gone!
Lily Luna Potter, his third child, the youngest daughter in the family, and his most beloved little angel, she was gone!
Harry subconsciously used Apparation to return home, but suddenly remembered that the Ministry of Magic couldn't apparate at all, so he hurried out of the office, but bumped into a red-haired figure.
"Harry, the Artillery Team has an exhibition game in the suburbs of London this weekend. Would you like to take Ginny to watch with us... Oops!"
The visitor was knocked to the ground, covered his buttocks and yelled, "Harry, why are you yelling? There's a riot in Azkaban?"
"Sorry, Ron," Harry helped his brother up with a bitter face, "I'm afraid the artillery team will be delayed, and Lily is gone."
"What?" Ron turned pale with fright, ignoring his painful buttocks, and jumped up from the ground like a catapult, "Who dares to kidnap the young daughter of the head of the Auror office? Will Luo loosen his bones?"
"Perhaps you are right. I have offended many dark wizards since I worked, and they may retaliate against me."
"Damn it!" Ron turned and left. "I'll call all the Aurors who aren't on duty..."
"Wait, Ron," Harry called Ron who was in a hurry, "the situation is not clear now, and it is very likely that the Aurors were mobilized without permission by the black wizard's tricks, so how about you wait for me here, if it is true If you need to mobilize the Aurors, I will send Hedwig II to deliver a letter to you, okay?"
"Okay," Ron stopped, "but promise me, don't rush up alone, okay? You are not alone now. If you are killed by a dark wizard, Ginny will hate me forever."
"Of course I know." Harry smiled brightly at Ron, and strode out the door.
Immediately after leaving the Ministry, Harry Apparated and appeared at his home in Godric's Hollow.
Ginny was sitting at the dining table accompanied by a blond woman, weeping softly, and the blond woman kept comforting her.
"Here I am, Ginny," said Harry.
"Honey," Ginny looked up, tears in her eyes, "it's at home, I'm cooking, Lily and Tom are playing, and as soon as I turn my head, she's gone, I swear I never opened the door... ..."
Feeling wrong, Harry frowned, "Tom? Who is he?"
"It's the cat we adopted a few days ago. Lily likes it very much. I asked you and you agreed. Tom is gone."
"Did I agree?" Harry was a little puzzled. After a moment of silence, he raised his wand and pointed it at himself: "Quickly wake up!"
"Boom~"
A vague voice rang in his ears, and then as if a transparent membrane had been broken, everything around him became clear, and Harry instantly realized something was wrong.
The child in the family was too young, and Ginny once told him that she should try not to keep pets that would shed hair before the child grew up, and she agreed, so how could she suddenly have a pet?
Moreover, the name...
Tom, how could he name a cat like that?
Others may not know it, but Harry knows it very well, Voldemort, his old enemy, his original name is Tom!
He's not crazy, how could he use his enemy's name as his pet's name?
Harry's body trembled uncontrollably. Without his knowledge, he, and his family members, were cast with the Confusion Curse!
What scares Harry even more is that he doesn't seem to care about Harry lifting his Confusion Charm, so he doesn't control Harry's actions at all, but only affects Harry's perception of the cat.
This confidence, or arrogance, sent shivers down Harry's spine.
I have captured a lot of black wizards, who is so powerful, who clearly controls me, but is merciful?
Harry couldn't think of it, because all the dark wizards who were captured into Azkaban by his own hand wanted to chew him up and eat him, there was no reason to let him go.
Harry subconsciously supported his forehead, but withdrew his hand suddenly as if shocked by electricity.
He remembered the unexplained pain in the scar a few days ago, and then the cat had appeared in his house.
Scars, black cats...
Harry thought of something, and hurriedly asked his wife, "Honey, has Lily asked you anything strange recently?"
"Strange words? No, she often asks about our school days recently." Ginny wiped away her tears and said.
"I think I get it," Harry said sullenly.
"Harry, you mean, Lily was taken to Hogwarts?" the blond woman said suddenly.
"That's right, Luna, thank you for your hard work. Help me take care of Ginny. I'm going to visit Hogwarts."
Luna nodded, but Ginny stood up, "I'm going too!"
"Honey, stay here, James and Albus still need you." Harry said gently and unquestionably.
"Okay," Ginny sighed, thinking of her two children, "promise me that you won't risk your life, okay?"
Harry didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why does everyone think that I'm the kind of brash who rushes up at the slightest disagreement? Am I like that?"
"Isn't it?" Ginny looked at Luna.
"You are." Luna nodded firmly.
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