Chapter 394: Rupert Grint Enrolls

Chapter 394 Rupert Grint enrolls in school

"Maybe." Ron said, "I don't know that Lance Weasley. But his surname is indeed Weasley, and Dumbledore gave him a pass to Hogwarts."

As he spoke, he walked towards the dormitory.

Just as he expected, everyone was now curious about Rupert Grint and that Lance Weasley.

He is not prepared to be watched like a monkey performing tricks.

After sitting on the bed, he said to Harry, who followed him in, "I also got news that Rupert Grint, Lance Weasley and Devon Longbottom, Professor Malfoy, Della We know each other. There are pictures of them communicating together for a long time.”

"You still know them?" Harry was surprised.

To his senses, Professor Malfoy, who never introduced himself by his full name, and Neville's relatives smelled different from other wizards.

Their magic magnetic field is also very strange. If a normal wizard's magic magnetic field is like a calm lake, theirs is like a rushing river.

If it is related to Draco's strange behavior after summer vacation,

Does this mean that all the abnormalities come from one factor?

"Then I should ask Draco."

As he said this, words appeared on a piece of blank parchment on the table, which automatically folded into a paper crane and flew out of the window.

"Your hand is stronger than the spell card." Ron sighed.

Spell card magic is good everywhere, but it's too rigid. Although it can be personalized and controlled, it's also too difficult.

"It's not all about my own excellence," Harry said, and he wasn't being modest.

To this day, he still remembers the feeling of transforming in the cocoon of light.

Generally speaking, it is a force similar to group thoughts that materializes after the wizards gather their inner trust in the prophecy of the savior.

This is just an accidental miracle.

It just happened to be him.

"Ah, Draco is here." He stood up at the right time.

Although Draco had just walked in front of the Fat Lady's portrait, he had already sensed Draco's unique emotional magic magnetic field.

"So fast." Ron was a little surprised.

"Maybe he was planning to find you," Harry opened the dormitory door and waved to Draco who had entered the lounge, "after seeing the report in the Daily Prophet."

"Harry, you are looking for me -" Draco ran to the door of the dormitory and waved the letter in his hand.

Although the letter only said that he should ask him if he had any questions, Draco had actually guessed that it might have something to do with Rupert Grint.

So, after entering the dormitory and sitting on Harry's bed to chat for a few words, he began to tell all about this magical thing.

"So, sixth grade me and the ex-Muggle who plays me are living in my house?" Ron's mouth could hardly close.

However, what he couldn't understand the most was why he only passively discovered that Scabbers was Peter Pettigrew in the third grade, and why his father, Dumbledore, was so cowardly.

He also asked Harry and Hermione why they were so stupid and why they didn't sue the teacher and insisted on doing it themselves.

Compared with these, the God behind the scenes, the magic fairy, the spell cards, and everything in the interstellar world are too lofty and unrealistic.

Also, Ginny couldn't be that ordinary looking and would be with Harry.

If he were a girl, he would also choose Bajir instead of Harry.

"Bajir is dead?" Harry couldn't accept this.

He couldn't imagine Bagir dying at the hands of a werewolf.

Even for him now, Bagir is like a towering mountain reaching into the sky with no peak in sight.

Compared to this, Voldemort's death at the hands of another Voldemort was not such a big deal.

After all, even if Voldemort appears in front of him in his heyday, he is confident that he can defeat him now.

"That's just in movies and novels. It's probably because the author of the novel didn't want to have a character who was better than you." Draco comforted, "After all, if there really was Bagir in Voldemort, he would just shout 'I will definitely come back again.' Such a buffoon."

"Unable to become the chilling and terrifying character the author intended."

"To be honest, I was also shocked when I heard what the big Neville told me about what happened in the mirror in the principal's office."

"If my father was that brave, he might have entered Azkaban before I grew up."

"Then at least your dad is alive," Ron said. "He's safer in Azkaban."

Draco nodded, "That's how it should be. He shouldn't have spent money to clear his name back then."

"I wonder if Dumbledore will allow us to go to the movies too." Harry was very curious.

The description in language is always empty and pale in front of the picture.

He wanted to see what he looked like.

What kind of character would he be if he grew up in a happier environment.

"He will definitely agree." Ron said, "Aside from Ariana, Bajir, and Grindelwald, the one he values ​​most is you."

"Even if he doesn't agree to us, we can still go find my 'self'."

"Next month, the other world will be connected to our world," Draco said with some yearning. "I will definitely go to Hogwarts then."

Harry felt a little more confident after hearing this.

Even if it was to learn information about another world, Dumbledore would let them watch the movie.

In fact, the professors at Hogwarts, the four deans to be exact, are watching the movie in their offices right now.

"Stupid Muggles, the same goes for their imagined magical world." Snape raised his aquiline nose.

It's a travesty to him that he's more competent in the movie.

This is like exposing his behavior of being cold-blooded, violent and venomous to students in front of other colleagues and publicly executing him.

"But... it turns out that Sirius in every world is equally stupid and ugly."

He was very satisfied with this. Although the Sirius in the movie looked decent, compared with the handsome version of Sirius in their world that even Snape had to admit, he was considered ugly.

Professor Flitwick touched his black hair melancholy, "How could they think I'm an old man with a white beard."

Professor McGonagall didn't care why she was so old. She just said with some relief, "Fortunately, the Harry, Ron, and Hermione in our world didn't mess around like in the movie. Fortunately, Bajir is here."

Professor Sprout was more concerned about the differences between the magical plants in the two worlds. She wanted to know the details about the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald but it was difficult to speak, so she said nothing.

After finishing his emotion, Snape asked, "Dumbledore, are you sure the Dark Lord is dead?"

Dumbledore nodded.

Snape rarely smiled, "That's great. And the Horcrux?"

Dumbledore said, "As for the Horcrux, I have a guess. It is now completely owned by Harry."

"What?" x4

The four heads of Hogwarts raised their heads.

"I'm afraid this is true. According to my investigation, the only remaining Horcrux is Hufflepuff's golden cup (Professor Sputrow muttered dissatisfiedly)." Dumbledore paused, "It now exists in Le The Strange family's vault in Gringotts, England."

"I have conducted an on-site investigation. After the death of the subject, the Horcrux is still just a Horcrux. Its effectiveness is still very good. It has not been activated and become a life as I expected."

"Potter is not a Horcrux?" Snape discovered the blind spot.

If he hadn't been told that Voldemort was dead first, when he found out that Harry was a Horcrux, he almost wanted to give Dumbledore an Avatar.

Dumbledore nodded, "Harry is no longer a living Horcrux. After that incident. I'm afraid he has become a so-called subject now."

"Does this mean that Mr. Potter possesses a Horcrux out of thin air?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"If the cup belongs to Harry Potter, I think he feels that way," said Professor Sprout, head of Hufflepuff.

"Yes." Dumbledore said, "In fact, I have moved the Horcrux to a safe location."

He gave it to Bagir and asked him to store it in the world of dreams, the law school of good and evil.

(In the Academy of Good and Demonic Law.)

(On the top of the bookshelf next to the magic book called [Storyteller], which writes the fate of the fairy tale kingdom, a small gold cup with a badger pattern is shining on it.)

The muscles in Snape's face twitched impatiently.

In his opinion, Dumbledore was ill again.

Harry is immortal because of the Horcrux, and Dumbledore is ready to take the key to Harry's immortality and hand it over to himself and his descendants for preservation.

Professor McGonagall felt that now that the important things had been discussed, it was time to discuss the key figures tonight.

"Dumbledore," she said, "do you think it is appropriate for someone who is almost 30 years old to come to Hogwarts? Molly got bad news because of him."

"As long as they have talent, Hogwarts will not deny admission to anyone." Dumbledore said. "As for Molly, I have warned Rita Skeeter that you may be in the newspapers in the past three months." Won't see her again."

"You mean Rita Skeeter?" Snape raised his eyebrows, "Fortunately, our headmaster is not a doughy figure who can be trampled on."

"I'm referring to day students," Professor McGonagall said. "Even though there are students living in Hogsmeade not far away, there have never been any day students."

"There were no werewolves or half-giants admitted to Hogwarts before." Dumbledore said. "Mr. Grint is an adult, about the same age as some professors. He also provided key memory contributions that allowed him to It’s not a big deal to go to school in a more relaxed way.”

"Minerva, didn't you also recognize the position of our assistant teacher, Mr. Malfoy from another world, after knowing that he is actually another fifth-year student at Hogwarts?"

"That's because he contributed-" Professor McGonagall was speechless.

"Okay," Dumbledore waved his wand, and the calm pensieve began to swirl again. "Let's watch the movie again, at normal speed, before the banquet in the evening."

Snape glanced at Dumbledore's wand.

He wasn't intrigued by the fact that Dumbledore used a more 'backward' wand instead of a spell card.

This is, after all, the Elder Wand, the legendary Deathly Hallows.

But because the Elder Wand can even be broken in the movie, he didn't pay much attention to it.

I don’t think the Resurrection Stone can really bring someone back to life.

In addition, Lily was considered to be resurrected, so he didn't say anything else.

5:55pm.

All eyes were focused on the door of the auditorium.

The Sorting Hat under the guest of honor confirmed the rumors in newspapers and on campus.

They were all looking forward to the arrival of the boy with the adult face.

Especially Filch, his light bulb eyes seemed to be about to bulge out.

After reading the newspaper, he realized that the bearded Lance Weasley that day was actually Rupert Grint, a 12-year-old boy who was cursed by age.

It was abominable that he deceived a faculty member like him before he even entered school!

At first glance, he was a character like the Weasley twins.

As expected, he was their relative!

Mrs. Norris, who was beside Filch's legs, seemed to sense her master's emotions. She meowed twice and began to shuttle between his legs, rubbing back and forth.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a century.

The door finally creaked open.

A tall middle-aged man with red hair appeared in front of everyone.

"Please allow me to introduce our new classmate," Dumbledore stood up, "Rupert Grint. I believe everyone has heard about him."

He planned to use Rita Skeeter's setting for Grint.

In fact, he had even prepared written traces at St. Mungo's.

"I'll say this in advance. Due to his illness, he will be allowed to stay at home in the coming days, except for classes."

"I don't want everyone to disturb his normal studies because of this."

After the voice fell, Dumbledore took the lead in applauding.

The applause rang out in the hall like thunder.

Rupert's mouth twitched.

He had already known his settings in the afternoon.

He walked to the Sorting Hat in the applause and took a deep breath.

That's it.

He encouraged himself in his heart, put on the Sorting Hat, and sat on the high stool.

It was dark in front of him.

Gryffindor was really confused, and such thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Very good, full of passion for magic, kind and innocent."

Me? Innocent? I'm almost 30 years old?

Rupert doubted the evaluation of the Sorting Hat.

In the entertainment industry, his relationship with men and women is actually a bit confusing.

He may be considered a good person in this circle.

But from the perspective of a normal person

"I am the greatest magic hat, and I have never made a mistake!"

"Gryffindor!"

Rupert took off his hat, his mind was in a mess, is it over?

Not Hufflepuff?

How come he is always a student of Hufflepuff?

Thinking like this, he walked towards the Gryffindor table.

Until he sat down, his thoughts were still a little confused.

"Hello, I'm Ron Weasley."

A voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Then there was a whisper.

"Another actor of mine."

Rupert shook his body as if he had been electrocuted, "How are you--"

However, when he turned his head

his eyes passed over the tall boy who should be Ron, the more handsome Harry with a holy temperament, and the silver hair full of magic charm that seemed to dance in the air.

"Is that Barziel Granger?"

He didn't realize that his voice suddenly became extremely dry.