Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

District 13, weekend, another peaceful and serene morning.

"Xiaoyu, it's time to get up and exercise. I know it's the weekend, but we can't be lazy..."

Jackie Chan, dressed in a training uniform, walked through the corridor to Xiao Yu's room, opened the door, and said something.

But they discovered that Xiaoyu hadn't slept in today; instead, she was already dressed and sitting on the bed.

"Hmm? Xiaoyu, you're awake already?"

Sitting on the bed, Harry suppressed his excitement and turned to look at Jackie Chan without making a sound.

But the next second, Jackie Chan blurted out.

"Wait, are you Harry?"

"It's me, Uncle Dragon. How did you recognize me?" Harry was a little surprised; he had been trying to disguise himself.

"Because Jade never gets up this early." Jackie Chan couldn't hide his smile as he walked in and gave Harry a big hug.

"Welcome back. Dad and I missed you very much."

Harry blinked and replied sincerely.

"Me too! I miss you and Teacher Long so much."

Only Harry himself knew how happy he was when he opened his eyes and found that he had actually returned.

Harry was so happy that he even wanted to do a somersault in bed to celebrate.

Although life in Diagon Alley was carefree, Harry still missed everything about it.

Harry is a very sentimental person.

He remembers all the kindness others have shown him, not to mention the selfless help he received from Jackie Chan and his father.

It could be said that their place in Harry's heart surpassed that of anyone else.

"That's good. I hope you haven't wasted your time in your world, Harry!"

Jackie Chan released Harry, took a step back, raised his finger, and said seriously, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Xiaoyu absolutely must not see this.

Otherwise, she would know that her Uncle Long already has another good nephew in his heart.

She's no longer Uncle Jackie's only one!

"Of course not, I get up early every day to exercise," Harry quickly said, then remembered that his physical fitness had inexplicably improved, so he told Jackie Chan about it directly.

"Oh? Harry, are you serious? Your power has suddenly increased?" Jackie Chan was taken aback, and his expression turned serious.

Harry nodded, somewhat worried. "I'm not sure if this change is a good thing, so I wanted to ask you and Dad."

After a moment of contemplation, Jackie Chan raised his hand and patted Harry on the head, comforting him, "I guess this is related to the spell."

"A spell?" Harry asked, puzzled.

Jackie Chan nodded. "Jade said she touched the charm before she swapped bodies with you, Harry, so she wants to try it again."

"After Xiaoyu touched the other talismans, she didn't have any special reaction, so we all thought it had nothing to do with the talismans..."

"Looks like we'll have to ask Dad," Jackie Chan said. "But don't worry, I don't think there should be any major problems."

Harry nodded; he only needed to trust Uncle Dragon and his father's judgment.

"But Dad probably hasn't gotten up yet, so let's go exercise first," Jackie Chan suggested.

His father's schedule had been disrupted because of his research on talismans, and he didn't want to disturb his father's rest, lest he bring bad luck upon himself.

Harry has no problem with it.

...

"boom--!"

Inside the living room of Jackie Chan's room.

A dull thud was heard, and Jackie Chan collapsed to the floor, rubbing his lower back with a furrowed brow, his face contorted in pain, groaning in agony.

"Ouch..."

Harry, standing opposite, was at a loss and nervously stepped forward to help Jackie Chan up.

"Uncle Long, are you alright? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Harry swore he only gave Jackie Chan a light push, but Jackie Chan flew straight out of the room!

This really scared Harry.

"It's nothing... Ouch... But Harry, how come you're suddenly so strong?" Jackie Chan waved his hand, enduring the pain to refuse Harry's help.

He stood up by supporting himself on the floor with one hand, while clutching his aching back, which felt like it had cracked, with the other.

Jackie Chan was having some existential questions. Could it be that he'd been too busy with work lately and was exhausted?

"I don't know either..." Harry shook his head blankly, then a thought flashed through his mind and he guessed, "Maybe it's because of... the spell?"

Jackie Chan has recovered somewhat.

He looked down at the cracked wooden floor, then at Harry's innocent face. His furrowed brows didn't relax; instead, they deepened.

Because Jade didn't show any power from the talisman in the previous two days, how come she has it again as soon as Harry comes back?

"Looks like...we need to head back to Dad's antique shop right away!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by Sheriff Blake's question.

"What just happened, Jackie Chan?"

"No...nothing, I was just showing Jade my kung fu!" Jackie Chan didn't want Chief Black to see his disheveled state, so he quickly answered loudly.

Sheriff Black pushed open the door, glanced around and only saw Jackie Chan and Harry before he felt relieved and greeted Harry.

Good morning, Xiaoyu. I didn't expect you to get up so early today.

"Good morning, Sheriff Black," Harry replied with a smile.

Harry also liked the bald sheriff very much; he was an honest and humorous person, a very good sheriff.

"hiss!"

Jackie Chan tried to move his body, but a sharp pain shot through his injured waist, and he couldn't help but groan.

"What's wrong, Jackie Chan?" Sheriff Blake asked, puzzled.

Jackie Chan quickly pretended to stretch his arms, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Um...I think stretching my muscles feels really good!"

"Looks like you got some rest." Sheriff Black smiled. "I have some good news for you."

"What good news?"

"A clue about a new talisman!"

"Sergeant Blake said sternly, "I received intelligence at an aquarium in the harbor area that a new Brazilian alligator snapping turtle has arrived, and it has a strange stone with a patterned design embedded in its shell!"

"I suspect it's a new talisman!"

"Really?! We need to hurry over there and get there before the Black Hand organization!" Jackie Chan immediately straightened his back and said.

As expected, Jackie Chan let out a cry of pain.

"Ouch!"

"Jackie Chan, what's wrong? Your back doesn't look good..."

"It's okay, Chief Black, I just overworked... and it's just muscle soreness!" Jackie Chan said through gritted teeth.

"That's good." Sheriff Black nodded. "My men will be stationed around the area, but I'm sorry I can't deploy too many officers; that would be too conspicuous."

After saying that, Sheriff Black took the lead and walked outside, but after a few steps he realized that Jackie Chan had not followed, and asked in confusion.

"Any other questions?"

Jackie Chan: "..."

"No, Sheriff Black, you go ahead, I'll come right after I finish this..." Jackie Chan said dryly.

Sheriff Black gave Jackie Chan a strange look. "Alright then, but you'd better hurry..."

After Sheriff Black left, Jackie Chan breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression turned painful again as he clutched his injured waist once more.

"Oh my god, I really hope this won't affect the operation. Why did I have to be so stubborn just now?"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Dragon." Harry's voice was full of apology.

It was all his fault; he hurt Uncle Long.

Jackie Chan quickly comforted Harry, "No, it's not your fault. You didn't do it on purpose, right?"

"Looks like I can't go with you to see your dad. I'll have Sheriff Black take you there later."

But Harry hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Can I go with you to find the talisman, Uncle Long?"