Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

Dumbledore adjusted the magic on the pillars so that each student, after entering, would be taken to a place slightly away from the Hogwarts platform, and from there, they would take a rented ordinary carriage to deceive the Muggles and arrive at the Hogwarts platform.

When the students arrived at the Hogwarts platform, they were just in time to see the Weasley twins performing in the sky.

The students stood on the Hogwarts platform, looking up at the fireworks of flying cars painting the night sky, and everyone let out a heartfelt sigh.

"Wow..." Ron craned his neck, looking at the two "V"s in the sky, his eyes filled with unspoken envy. When they had waited and waited after passing the pillar and hadn't seen the twins, they guessed that they must have gone to do something big, but they didn't expect them to do something this big.

"Wow, they really have some ideas." Harry nodded approvingly; what the two lads were doing was very much to his liking.

"Although it was reckless... but, strangely, it feels pretty good?" Hermione looked at the pattern in the sky, and a certain deep-seated personality within her was slowly awakened.

"Stop looking, first-year students, come with me!" Hagrid's loud voice interrupted all the new students' viewing and urged them to hurry to school.

......

"Fred, shall we go down?" George said.

"Where should we stop?" Fred turned to look at George.

"In front of the main gate!" the two said in unison. The flying car circled in the air and landed. Finally, with a dull thud, the car came to a steady stop in front of the main gate of Hogwarts. Just then, the Thestrals also arrived. Everyone looked at the flying car and wondered who was inside.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The left door of the car opened, and George, whose face was covered by a wizard's hat, stepped out.

"Regarding the performance we've brought..." Fred, also hiding his face with a wizard's hat, got out of the driver's seat.

"Are you satisfied yet!?" The two men stood in front of the car, pulling down their hats so that everyone present could see who they were.

"Fred! George! It really is them!" a Gryffindor student exclaimed.

"That's awesome!" shouted one of the Hufflepuffs.

"You two are awesome!" Harry didn't let them down, cheering and clapping loudly.

As Harry clapped, the atmosphere in the room was instantly ignited. Enthusiastic applause surrounded the twins, and Fred and George gave each other a high five, celebrating their great success in performing their miracle in front of others.

"Fred! George!"

Just as they were immersed in joy and satisfaction, a roar interrupted them. The doors of Hogwarts opened, and Professor McGonagall strode up to them, her eyes wide with anger, looking just like a majestic lion.

She walked up to Fred and George, took out her wand, and cast a monitoring spell on each of them. She only breathed a sigh of relief when the monitoring spells returned a positive result indicating that they were healthy.

"You two! How dare you!" Professor McGonagall roared, glaring angrily at the twins. "If anything goes wrong, my God, you'll both die here!"

"Hehe, Dean, we're all fine..." George said with a fawning smile.

"Professor, I have some driving experience, it's fine..." Fred said with a smile.

"Thank goodness nothing happened!" Professor McGonagall was still angry. Heaven knows how excited... no, scared she was when she saw the car in the sky.

"You two, come with me to the Headmaster's office!" Professor McGonagall called to them, then turned to Harry, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm her voice: "Harry, Hermione, Professor Dumbledore wants to see you."

After saying that, she pulled Fred and George and turned to leave. Harry and the other two were completely bewildered, but there was nothing they could do. Harry and Hermione still had to go, leaving Ron sitting there, somewhat dazed.

The two of them stepped off the carriage and quickly followed Professor McGonagall to the Headmaster's Tower. Professor McGonagall shouted "Cockroach Pile" at the statue and then walked up the stairs behind the statue.

......

"Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore said with a smile, looking at Fred and George, "What you did was truly magnificent, absolutely brilliant! I was completely mesmerized in the Headmaster's office!"

"Headmaster!" Professor McGonagall said, arms crossed.

"Oh, I know, I know. Well, gentlemen, you've done a wonderful job, I must admit. Courage and adventure, that's the essence of Gryffindor," Dumbledore said with a smile. Fred and George exchanged a smile and quietly bumped fists.

"However," Dumbledore changed the subject, "this mission was still too dangerous. I hope that next time you feel like embarking on a thrilling adventure, you will take proper safety precautions, and especially, don't worry your parents, they're almost frantic with worry."

"Sorry, Professor," Fred and George bowed their heads in unison, a gesture they had done countless times before.

"Well, it's good that you know you're wrong. However, because of your dangerous behavior, I have to deduct one hundred points from each of you so that you know the consequences of your actions. You can leave now." Dumbledore delivered his verdict.

Fred and George were led out by Professor McGonagall, and then Dumbledore called out, "Miss Granger? Please come in."

Hermione went inside, and Dumbledore closed the door, even casting a silencing spell on it, so Harry couldn't hear anything. All he knew was that when Hermione came out, her face was full of smiles, and she was holding a thick book and a letter in her hand.

Next up was Harry. He walked into the office as if he were in his own home, skillfully took a few candy quills from the cabinet, put one in his mouth, pulled over the most comfortable chair next to the fireplace, and sat down opposite Dumbledore with an air of superiority.

"Harry, sometimes I really don't know if this is your office or mine," Dumbledore said, both amused and exasperated.

"It's all the same, all the same." Harry waved his hand dismissively, chewing on his candy. "Why did you call me here?"

"It's nothing, just an old man like me wanting to chat with you," Dumbledore said with a smile. "So, how was your summer in Night City?" Dumbledore's tone was as kind as a kind old neighbor.

"Nothing much, just normal stuff," Harry said nonchalantly. How could this old man have called him over just to chat?

"I don't think you're living a 'normal' life," Dumbledore said, pointing to Harry's left arm.

Harry didn't hide it from him, pulling up his sleeve to reveal his brand-new, gleaming gold arm. "This is the most unusual part. Anything else you want to ask?"

"Your original arm..." Dumbledore initially thought it was just a prosthetic hand, but it turned out to be a whole arm.

"Damn it, someone chopped me up while I was working," Harry said nonchalantly.

"Okay, then..."

Dumbledore chatted with Harry for a while longer, mostly about trivial things, as if he were just stalling for time. Harry did indeed feel a magical flow within him, just like when he was a first-year student.

"Alright, alright, I'm going back now." Harry didn't want to talk to Dumbledore anymore. He felt that Dumbledore was just there to make fun of him, so he turned around and left.

Dumbledore also stood up, after all, the banquet was about to begin, and it really couldn't start without him.

Dumbledore watched Harry's departing figure and asked a question from the shadows:

"How is the situation?"

Snape slowly emerged from the shadows, wand in hand.

"The proportion of artificial parts has increased to 75%, and the side effects of these artificial devices are beginning to affect his mental state."

"Is it possible to remove this effect?"

"A soul-soothing remedy, it's sure to work."

"I'm sorry to trouble you again, Severus."

"Oh……"