Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

Xiaoyu observed the giant's rough and savage face, comparing him in her mind to the big guy from the Black Hand organization.

Finally, Xiaoyu curled her lip in disgust.

Although Tru was a little shorter than others in terms of physique, he was at least dressed neatly and presentably.

Xiaoyu noticed that the giant, who was as big as a small mountain, seemed quite anxious after realizing he couldn't find her.

He paced back and forth across the room, searching everywhere, muttering, "Harry, where are you?"

Xiaoyu silently replied in her mind, "Ha! I'm here, but unfortunately you can't see me at all!"

Now, Xiaoyu is pretty sure that this guy is a bad guy. At least his actions match all of Xiaoyu's preconceived notions about bad guys.

First, they kept banging on the door, then they simply kicked it open. After discovering she wasn't there, they rudely ransacked the room...

Xiaoyu never expected that her life would still be so exciting in this new place.

"Then I need to get out of this room now," Xiaoyu thought to herself, as she moved out little by little with her back against the wall.

The white-bearded headmaster told Jade that a Hogwarts teacher would come to explain her origins to her today and take her to collect her parents' inheritance.

Oh, no, it should be the inheritance belonging to Harry Potter's parents.

As long as she can find that teacher, she shouldn't have to worry about this big guy anymore.

The commotion Xiaoyu made was less than a tenth of the sound of the giant walking. So, naturally, the tyrannical giant, who was about to overturn the bed, did not realize that his "prey" was about to escape.

On one occasion, the situation became quite dangerous. The giant, who was anxious to find her, was less than an arm's length away from Xiaoyu—her arm!

Fortunately, Xiaoyu narrowly escaped.

She could vaguely hear the giant muttering something, but his accent was heavy and he was speaking in some rural slang, so Xiaoyu could only barely make out a few words.

"That damned old bastard..."

"I will definitely kill him!"

To be honest, hearing these words made Xiaoyu even more grateful that she hadn't slept too soundly.

Soon, just as the giant stopped panting and stood in the center of the room, looking around blankly at the mess he had made of the room after his violent search,...

Xiaoyu was already standing outside the door that had been smashed open by the giant. She turned around, crossed her arms, and looked back at him.

Another narrow escape!

"Bye-bye, big guy, keep searching in this house! Good luck!"

Xiaoyu silently finished speaking to herself, then turned around and hurriedly ran towards the stairs without looking back.

.....

The loud commotion coming from upstairs.

This naturally attracted the attention of diners who came to drink or eat in the bar downstairs.

"Good heavens, what's all this noise? Is Hagrid going to tear this bar down?" An old witch wearing a pointed wizard's hat complained, frowning as she protected her plate with her wrinkled hands.

"Shh, keep your voice down! I wonder if something's happened?" a short, thin man whispered, casting a wary glance at a dark-haired man sitting quietly in the corner.

The other person seemed completely oblivious to the commotion upstairs, still staring blankly at the newspaper in their hand.

"Otherwise, why would that guy be here? Could he be here to capture some kind of dark wizard?"

"Don't be naive, Diego. Do you think that if it were about capturing a dark wizard, it wouldn't be the Ministry of Magic's powerful Aurors who would come, but rather the Hogwarts game keepers and Potions professors?"

Someone nearby scoffed at Diego's words and turned to a pale-faced young man wearing a purple headscarf sitting next to the bar, asking him a question.

"Professor Quirrell, you're a teacher at Hogwarts, you should know what happened, right?"

The man named Quirrell, whose name was called, looked visibly nervous. He raised his pale face and stammered, "Sorry... this might be some kind of school official business, or something like that... I don't know that much..."

The skinny man named Diego curled his lip upon hearing this, clearly expressing his disdain for the somewhat effeminate Professor Quirrell.

How can someone who gets so nervous that he stutters when he speaks normally be a good professor?!

But judging from the expression on Diego's face, he was still curious about what was happening upstairs; he seemed to vaguely hear someone calling Harry's name.

Harry? Could it be that Harry?

Just then, a bright green flame shot up from the fireplace.

A male wizard, clearly dressed up, hurried out from the fireplace nearby, his face showing a hint of annoyance.

"Damn it, it's almost noon already! Merlin, please let him be still here..."

Just then, one of the onlookers shouted at the newcomer, "Hey, Cordos, are you going on a date with some girl? You're dressed like a peacock!"

Hearing this, the meticulously dressed Cordos was clearly displeased. However, when he noticed the group of diners gathered around, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over.

Is he still alive?

Several diners were taken aback.

"My God, Cordoba, I didn't know you didn't like women?" Digo exclaimed, his eyes widening in astonishment.

Cordos was visibly taken aback, then a look of shame and indignation crossed his face. "Shut up, stop playing tricks on me. That boy, is he gone?"

"What boy? Oh, Merlin, you should be caught by the Papacy and burned at the stake!"

Seeing that the more he explained, the worse it got, Cordos finally snapped and yelled, "Enough! Shut up! I'm talking about that boy, Harry Potter. Is he gone?"

"..."

The name Harry Potter seems to possess its own magic.

The entire bar fell silent instantly!

Almost everyone's eyes were on Cordos.

Even the bar owner, Tom, was staring at the second floor with a puzzled expression.

And then there was Professor Quirrell, who looked shocked and incredulous.

Even the black-haired man, who had been sitting in the corner and hadn't participated in the conversation, slightly raised his head and cast a cold glance in their direction.

"Cordos, explain yourself! That famous Savior Boy? He's coming today?" Diego jumped up from his chair and grabbed Cordos's arm, asking excitedly.

Now that things have come to this, Cordos has calmed down.

He looked around in confusion, then raised an eyebrow and said, "So, none of you know?"

"Merlin's underwear! Stop keeping me in suspense, how did you know that boy would come?" Diego urged.

But Cordos wasn't in a hurry.

He gave a half-smile, looked at the bastard who had almost ruined his reputation, and said slowly.

"I think you must have misheard me—I didn't say that the person who came was the one you're thinking of."

"Hey! You're such a tease!" Diego immediately became impatient. "You clearly said that name just now! Didn't you?!"

A chorus of approval rose from the surrounding crowd.

"So, stop being so mysterious. How about I buy you a drink?" Diego turned his gaze to Cordos again.

"Sorry, one cup isn't enough."

Cordos was silent for a few seconds before finally revealing a smug smile, shaking his index finger, and slowly saying.

"You have to buy everyone a drink!"

But Diego agreed without hesitation, "No problem! Now you should tell me, when is that boy coming?"

Cordos shrugged innocently. "When did I say Harry Potter was coming?"

Just as Diego, furious, was about to punch Cordos, he finally spoke quickly.

"Harry Potter arrived last night!"

"He lives here, and I swear in Merlin's name, Tom can vouch for what I say!"