Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

He took the business card from Fudge and looked at Fudge who wanted to say something else.

Harry showed a troubled expression on his face.

"Um, can you tell me about the bathroom?"

Fudge smiled, walked to the door and opened it for Harry.

"Turn left ahead and walk to the end."

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency the Minister."

After finishing his conversation with Fudge, Harry squatted in the toilet for a long time, and only came out of the bathroom when he thought the party should be almost over.

Harry had a very accurate grasp of time, but he underestimated a reporter's desire for news materials.

As soon as Harry returned to the venue, Rita rushed towards him like a vulture that had found its target.

Even though Harry said he was very tired and didn't want to be interviewed, Rita said she only needed five minutes of Harry's time.

Even when Black saw Rita harassing Harry and came over to threaten to use a curse, he was unable to stop Rita from harassing Harry.

In the end, it was Fudge who stood up and said that Harry was still a student and had to go back to school, which ended Rita's entanglement with Harry.

In the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, after saying goodbye to Black and the Lucius couple.

Harry and the others returned to Hogwarts. It was already late, and the dull party was quite boring.

The few of them lost interest in talking, and after saying goodbye, they returned to their respective dormitories.

Before leaving the headmaster's office, Harry quietly told Dumbledore what Fudge had said to him.

After listening to this, Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Do what you are supposed to do, and leave the rest to me."

Harry looked at Dumbledore, whose face was calm, nodded, and left the headmaster's office.

Just as Harry was leaving Dumbledore's office, a small incident occurred at the Malfoy home.

When the Malfoys returned home after attending Draco's investiture ceremony, they were surprised to find an uninvited guest in their home.

A Muggle wearing jeans, a studded leather jacket and a strange hairstyle appeared in the hall of Malfoy Manor and stood in the middle of the hall with his back to them.

The moment he saw that person, Lucius drew out his wand and pointed it at that person.

"Who are you?! Get out of my house!"

"Lucius, Lucius, Lucius... Is this how you greet your master? Or do you want to use me to exchange for something with the Ministry? Just like you used my loyal servants to exchange for your acquittal in the past."

Hearing this accent that he hadn't heard for eleven years, Lucius' hands trembled slightly and a drop of sweat slid down Lucius' forehead.

"Master... Master... Is that you? You're back?"

"Lucius...what? Can't you even recognize my voice? Or have you betrayed me just like Snape?"

The man in the riveted leather jacket slowly turned around, and Lucius saw the man's appearance.

Although his face and figure were completely different from the Dark Lord who could stop children from crying at night, Lucius could make a judgment based on the tone of his voice and the missing nose.

The person in front of him was the dark lord who had crawled out of hell.

Lucius felt his blood run cold. He staggered to Voldemort, knelt on one knee, took up Voldemort's hand and kissed his fingers.

"Welcome back, Master. I have been looking forward to this day all these years."

"Really?"

There was a hint of amusement in Voldemort's expression as he looked at Lucius.

"I thought you didn't want me to come back?"

"Absolutely not, Master!"

Voldemort pulled his hand out from Lucius's and pressed his fingers to Lucius' forehead.

"So, Lucius, tell me, what did you do tonight?"

Lucius's blood, which had originally cooled down, now cooled down completely.

"I...I went to attend Draco's investiture ceremony..."

"Draco..."

Voldemort rubbed his fingers over the top of Lucius's head like a diner searching for a notch in a coconut through which to insert a straw.

"He was so small back then, but now he has grown up and is able to hang out with Harry Potter and even get an Order of Merlin, Class 3..."

Lucius, who was half-kneeling on the ground, now completely collapsed to the ground.

"Master, I really don't know what happened. Draco was mixed up with Harry. I was just waiting for you to come back so that I could have a spy next to Harry who could tell us what they were going to do."

Voldemort's fingers suddenly clamped down on Lucius's head with such force that it seemed as if he was going to punch through Lucius's skull.

However, Lucius, who had a terrible headache, didn't even dare to groan and could only tremble on the ground.

Suddenly Voldemort stopped slamming Lucius's head.

"Very well, Lucius, then let Draco continue to monitor Harry, but before that..."

Voldemort hunched over and looked at Lucius.

"Have you kept the diary I gave you?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Lucius nodded repeatedly.

"Well, now is the time. Give it to me."

"Okay master, okay!"

After Lucius stood up from the ground, he ran at a speed he had never run in his life.

Not long after, Lucius, panting, returned to Voldemort with a notebook.

"Master...Master...notes...your...notebook..."

"very good……"

After taking the notebook, Voldemort flipped through it casually, and then handed the notebook back to Lucius under Lucius' hopeful eyes.

"Then... talk to me..."

"Owner?"

Lucius looked at Voldemort in front of him in surprise.

"What? Don't want to?"

Looking at Voldemort in front of him, Lucius looked like he was about to cry.

"Master! I am loyal to you! Master!"

"Snapped!"

Voldemort slapped Lucius to the ground.

"If you are truly loyal, then you should feel honored now. It's a pity that those real Death Eaters are now suffering in Azkaban..."

Voldemort raised his head and looked at Lucius's wife Narcissa who was standing beside him.

"So, what about you, Narcissa? Don't you want to talk to my younger self?"

Seeing Voldemort turning his gaze to Narcissa, Lucius, who was lying on the ground, immediately rushed over and hugged Voldemort's thighs.

"Master! I was so happy just now! Please let me bear this honor."

Voldemort lowered his head and looked at Lucius who was hugging his thighs.

Then he raised his head and looked at Narcissa, who was already unsteady and shaky.

Seems to be thinking about something.

Finally, Voldemort handed the open notebook in his hand to Lucius.

"Then... write it..."

Lucius took the notebook and looked around, as if he was subconsciously looking for a quill pen and ink bottle that he could use.

"More than!"

After finding that it was nowhere, Lucius shouted at the top of his voice.

The next second, with a crisp "ping!" sound, a house-elf holding an ink bottle and a quill appeared in front of Lucius.

However, a light suddenly appeared in Voldemort's eyes.

Before Dobby could hand the quill and ink bottle to Lucius, the house-elf turned the quill in his hand and thrust it hard into his ear.

When it fell to the ground, it even used the ink bottle in its hand to hit the feather pen stuck in its ear hard.

Then the house-elf became completely still.

"what are you waiting for?"

Voldemort looked at Lucius in front of him as if he had done nothing.

"Okay... okay... Master..."

Lucius reached out his hand tremblingly, trying to take the quill stuck in Dobby's ear.

"You want to talk to me with such a dirty pen?"

"Owner?"

Lucius looked up at Voldemort in confusion.

After seeing Voldemort's expression, Lucius understood what Voldemort meant.

So Lucius began to call for the next house-elf.

The night at Malfoy Manor is... still long.

And at Hogwarts, everything was business as usual.

Apart from the fact that Harry now woke up earlier than the others in the dormitory, the only change was that Qiu Zhang also joined them in exercising early.

However, unlike Harry and the others who were frantically honing their muscles, Qiu Zhang got up early.