Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 4 What about the next day?
"Yes, oh, Merlin's fat underwear..." Hagrid sighed: "Even though it has been so long, people are still scared. This man is really bad. His name is..."

However, when he said this, he swallowed and could not say anything else.

"How about...we write down the name?" Harry asked kindly.

"No, I can't spell his name, so let me tell you, his name is Voldemort." Hagrid shuddered, "Anyway, this dark wizard is very, very powerful. Most wizards dare not mention his name directly, and can only use that title instead."

"So where is this person now?" Harry took a deep breath.

Every wrong has its perpetrator and as a son, he must avenge the death of his parents!

However, Harry noticed that Hagrid's expression suddenly became strange.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Uh, the You-Know-Who is dead." Hagrid reached out and rubbed Harry's head again. "On that night ten years ago, he wanted to kill you, but you... well, I don't know what happened, but he couldn't kill you, and he just... poof."

Having said that, Heger spread his hands and made a gesture of setting off fireworks.

Hearing this answer, Harry's expression also became strange.

Such a powerful dark wizard was killed by a baby?

Originally, he was full of energy and wanted to seek revenge on the dark wizard, but - the revenge was settled sixteen years ago... no, it was settled ten years ago?
He ended it himself...

This feeling is like a punch filled with strength, but it hits cotton.

"So he's dead?" Harry asked.

"Everyone thinks he's dead. After all, a man as bad as him hasn't come out to do evil for such a long time in ten years. He must be dead." Hagrid clenched his fist and hit his leg twice. "But I don't think so. How could a man as bad as him die so easily? He must be hiding somewhere unknown, waiting for the right time to come out and do evil again."

Harry nodded in understanding, and then asked, "So, Hagrid, how powerful is this dark wizard you mentioned?"

"How powerful is he?" Hagrid looked at Harry as if he were an alien. "Ha, how powerful... When he was still alive, he had a large number of believers around him. Some wanted to become stronger, while others were afraid. In short, those days were really hard. You didn't know who to trust. That man killed wizards wantonly in the wizarding world, causing panic among the people. But there was only one place he didn't dare to enter casually, and that was Hogwarts -"

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Why?" Hagrid repeated, and then his expression suddenly became proud: "Because Albus Dumbledore is the greatest wizard in the world. No matter how rampant the You-Know-Who is, he dare not provoke him!"

Harry nodded in understanding. It seemed that this headmaster... was not as annoying as Phineas Black.

"Then this Voldemort..." Seeing Hagrid's expression getting nervous again when he heard the word Voldemort, Harry quickly changed the topic: "Sorry, I mean the You-Know-Who. During the period when the You-Know-Who was rampant, did he kill a lot of wizards?"

"Yes, those were dark days." Hagrid shuddered. "Hundreds of wizards died at his hands."

Hearing this number, Harry frowned slightly and nodded without comment.

"Well, what about the next day?"

Hagrid: "Huh?"

Feeling that he seemed to have said something wrong, Harry quickly changed his words: "No, I mean why didn't Headmaster Dumbledore take action to stop this mysterious man?"

"Dumbledore also formed an organization to fight against the mysterious man and his disciples--" When he said this, the car had stopped.

Hagrid stopped talking, put away the tent, and said to Harry, "I think we should get off the train first. After all, the train has arrived in London now."

As Harry got off the train, he heard Hagrid complaining about how narrow the ticket gates on the London platform were and how slow the train was.

Harry agreed with this. After all, the Hogwarts Express was much faster than this old-school subway car.

Hagrid was tall and strong. He led Harry out of the platform and walked towards their destination.

It was also Harry's first time in London - to be precise, it was London in 1991. He had been to Victorian London with his classmates.

There are tall buildings standing side by side and the streets are crowded with cars. Everything is completely different from the Victorian era a hundred years ago.

Harry also felt fresh and while being led forward by Hagrid, he was looking left and right, trying to take in the entire city scenery.

It all seemed a bit strange, considering he had gone to London with his classmates just last month.

For Harry, only a month had passed; but for the city of London, a whole century had passed.

"Okay, here it is."

Hagrid interrupted Harry's reminiscence and pointed to the dirty and narrow bar in front of him and said, "The Leaky Cauldron, this is a very famous place."

At the same time, several fashionably dressed young people passed by behind them. They were talking excitedly about something, but they didn't pay the slightest attention to Hagrid and the bar.

Logically speaking, a tall man like Hagrid would attract other people's attention, especially Muggles.

But these people just don't pay any attention to Hagrid, which is totally unreasonable.

It's a Muggle-Repelling Charm, Harry thought to himself.

Then he was pushed into the bar by Hagrid.

The Leaky Cauldron, Harry had been here many times. This pub was founded by Daisy Doddridge around 1500, and she became the first owner of the pub.

She turned this place into a passage connecting the non-magical world and Diagon Alley. Not only is there a bar where people can drink, but there are also rooms for rent upstairs.

When Harry was here last time, he heard that the Muggle government was planning to build Charing Cross Road, and according to the original plan, this pub would be razed to the ground.

The then Minister for Magic, Faris Spavon, believed that this was the ultimate fate of the Leaky Cauldron and did not take any measures to save it.

A few days before his return in 1991, he heard his classmates at school telling each other that they wanted to unite their families to put pressure on the Ministry of Magic to keep the bar.

Omenis told him privately that doing so was completely unnecessary, but he still signed the joint petition.

Now it seems that the bar has been saved.

(End of this chapter)