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Hogwarts: Wolfman at My Door
Chapter 302

Riddle on the Verge of Awakening

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Due to limited rooms at the Peverell Manor, where the wedding will be held, a large number of guests will be spending the night on the ship.

Krum and Cedric are among them.

Krum leaned against the railing, watching Harry on the shore, who was being all lovey- Roan with Ron and the other two as if they hadn't seen Harry for a hundred years, and he frowned.

However, he didn't have any complaints about Harry.

Instead, the question was, "Doesn't anyone find it strange that we've stayed in this space transfer station for so long?"

As the principal, Igor Karkaroff doesn't take the lead; he leaves that kind of work to Krum and his team.

He knew very well how long a stay would normally be.

The reason they were stuck there for so long was clearly because of the four fairies inside.

But the person at the helm, James Peverell, was not surprised at all.

"Perhaps it's because they're not familiar with magic ships?" Cedric shrugged. "In England, we mostly travel using Floo Network and Door Key."

"Maybe." Krum looked away.

(The conversation between Krum and Cedric didn't attract much attention from the audience; the scene that appeared on the new screen at this moment caught their eye.)

(The main character is the mysterious passenger they see through Harry's perspective.)

(He was talking to someone that everyone in the audience recognized.)

He was a blond young man with heterochromatic eyes and a wild, unrestrained smile on his face.

The entire dark room seemed to gleam with his presence.

He looked even more radiant than in the group photo in Headmaster Dumbledore's office. Time hadn't left any marks on him; instead, it had made him even more charming.

(Dumbledore's lips trembled, and his eyes gleamed with memories.)

(Grindelwald was also lost in memories, recalling his glorious past.)

"The Magic Ring is indeed a brilliant invention," the blond youth exclaimed. "However, James may have made a mistake; his daughter may be telling the truth. The boy may indeed be immune to the witch's absorption."

(The blond youth's words contained a surprising amount of information, instantly bringing Dumbledore to his senses.)

("He knows James in this world? And they have a close relationship?")

("[Magic Ring] is useful? Did he have 'me' test it? He didn't cheat on me, did he? Who is this mysterious person?")

("That boy refers to Harry, right?")

(At the same time Dumbledore understood Krum's question: why James, who was at the helm, was ignoring the problem of the excessively long stay.)

(That's because there's also Gellert Grindelwald on the ship, Archmage known as a hero of this world, who can rival Dumbledore, the White Witch.)

(He probably thought it was caused by Grindelwald.)

"Yes," the mysterious man sighed, "I have never seen such a powerful wizard, such holy magic."

"I've investigated; he comes from Muggle family. He might be the future of wizards, a miracle child born when wizards are on the verge of extinction." The blond youth was incredibly excited.

"Perhaps." The mysterious man's eyes were unfathomable.

"Aren't you going to give up yet? Both the Prophecy and the reality of Harry prove you're wrong," the blond youth advised. "I've researched bloodline enhancement potions over the years and tried to decipher the current wizarding bloodlines, but the declining birth rate of male wizards remains an unsolvable problem."

"After you learned of the Prophecy, didn't you also restrain your actions and begin to study it? You should know how difficult it is."

"The Mother-Child River cannot be destroyed until the problem of the wizards' reproduction is solved."

"You accepted my invitation this time, surely it wasn't just to teach Harry the [Magic Ring]?"

"Yes." The mysterious man stood up. "I just want to see with my own eyes whether this wizard who married three witches was willing and whether he is happy."

"And your answer?" the blond youth asked.

"I want to wait a little longer. If he remains happy after marriage and his magic doesn't diminish after consummating the marriage, perhaps..." The mysterious man's voice was low at the end, like the buzzing of a mosquito, and only he knew what he was saying.

But both the blond youth and the audience member Dumbledore smiled.

("Perhaps they really can make it to the year-end banquet." Dumbledore a fly; he couldn't wait to replenish his sister's essence.)

(Everything had already connected in his mind.)

(This mysterious man is undoubtedly Tom Riddle, the Demon Man.)

(Because of the Prophecy and the news that the Sorting Hat had been stolen for protection, he decided to first address the problem of the decreasing number of male wizards in the future, and thus made contact with the conservative wizarding faction led by Grindelwald.)

(The results of the experiment made Riddle hesitate, but because of hatred, he couldn't let go of his and his men's years of experience as top courtesans in brothels, and he gave up.)

(Ultimately, Harry's marriage became the coin toss Riddle used to decide the outcome.)

(And Harry's elven magic made Riddle even more determined.)

(Next, once Harry and Roan get married and consummate their marriage, showing their affection, Riddle will give up on destroying the Mother-Child River, and Harry and his friends will have accomplished their mission.)

(After listening to Dumbledore's analysis, Professor McGonagall was dumbfounded, "Merlin's Beard! That's too much—")

(The others in the Great Hall were equally surprised.)

(Ginny's face contorted with pain at the thought of Harry's imminent return.)

(Thinking of Cedric, Cho Chang a mix of sadness and secret delight. Hehe, that way only Ginny would be able to keep Cedric from marrying that bitch before he came back.)

(Looking at the screen showing Harry's happy family scene, Ron sighed, "Harry must be heartbroken. He was probably prepared to spend his whole life with them, but now he has to part ways so soon after his wedding.")

(Draco, sitting in the lounge, also looked puzzled. How was he supposed to face Potter, who had married a female version of himself?)

Harry was woken up early the next morning, yawning.

Since the Inherited Crest only activates during sleep, the modifications made to the body by the [Path] will not affect the sleep system in the early stages.

He would still doze off like a normal person, and would feel listless when he got up early.

Last night I spent most of my time with Roan and the others, so I didn't go to sleep until very late.

Fortunately, there was an energy potion; after drinking one bottle, I instantly felt refreshed.

("The Peverell family owns such a large estate, and that lake is theirs too!" Ron exclaimed enviously in the Great Hall.)

(He also visited Godric's Hollow, and naturally, he didn't miss Potter's Old House, a famous tourist attraction there.)

(But Potter's old house was just a normal mansion, neither too big nor too small, nothing like the magnificent and spacious place Harry lived in.)

(The Potter family is considered wealthy among Pure-blood, but compared to the Peverell family in this other world, they are practically penniless.)

(Lucius Malfoy, in Azkaban, nodded reservedly; he could now accept that the wedding wouldn't be held at the Malfoy Manor. The Peverell family's extravagance had soothed his resentment.)

(Dumbledore, however, was not surprised at all. He knew the origin of the Peverell surname; the three brothers in the legend were surnamed Peverell. The Deathly Hallows were also suspected to have been forged by them. It was normal for an alchemist family to be wealthy.)

After breakfast, Harry, led by Mrs. Peverell, walked out of the spacious dining hall, which resembled the Great Hall of Hogwarts, crossed the glass walkway built into the hillside, and over several small bridges, until he arrived at a tower.

Pushing open the door, a luxurious walk-in closet comes into view.

Harry's pupils contracted. He felt that even if he changed his clothes every day, he could never wear them all in his lifetime.

This room has six floors, and each floor is labeled with a name:

Fleamont Peverell

Euphemia Peverell

James Peverell

Lily Peverell

Harley Peverell

Harry Potter

(Dumbledore interest. Were Fleamont and Euphemia still alive in this world?)

(It doesn't seem impossible, as wizards in this world can live to their lifespan limit because they don't age.)

Harry stared blankly at the two names on the first and second floors.

Did his grandparents have this name?

It should be Fleamont Potter, Euphemia Potter?

He suddenly realized that he had never really understood anything about the Potter family.

All he knew was that his father was named James Potter and his mother was named Lily Evans.

Harry thought to himself as he followed his mother and mother-in-law in this world, Mrs. Peverell, into the maroon elevator.

"The top floor is yours. Normally, it's connected to the fireplace in your room and is closed off to the outside. Only the owner can enter." Mrs. Peverell entered the elevator and pressed the number 6. "This elevator isn't usually needed, but because your body measurements haven't been recorded yet, and we've only bought some adaptive clothing, it seems a bit insufficient. We'll be purchasing some custom-made clothing later, so..."

("Adaptive?" Ron, that penniless wretch, had never even heard of it; he was now insanely jealous.)

Harry didn't hear what she said next.

Because the elevator doors had already opened, he had arrived at his floor.

This is a spacious circular room, and at first glance, there are no fewer than a hundred sets of clothes.

A wide variety of colors and styles are available.

Is this considered a little too little?

However, his shock didn't last long. A long measuring tape with silver markings Accio towards him automatically, catching his attention.

It took Harry's measurements, starting from his shoulders to his fingertips, then from his wrists to his elbows, from his shoulders to the floor, from his knees to his armpits, and finally his head circumference.

Then a piece of lake-blue cloth flew out, and tiny golden scissors cut it. After that, a piece of white silk flew out as well.

Soon, a Winky lake-blue formal robe, a white shirt, trousers, and cobalt blue leather boots tanned from Dragon Hide appeared before his eyes.

"This was designed for you by Harley. Don't be surprised; wedding dresses are always custom-made," Mrs. Peverell said.

Harry tried his best to control his jaw to prevent his mouth from opening into an "O" shape.

("If I had that kind of life, I would be happy too," Ron's eyes seemed to turn into Galleons, "Harry will probably be back soon.")

(Ginny is speechless now. Not only are three of Harry's partners prettier than her, but they're also so rich. It's like she's Dimensional Strike.)

(Upon seeing that luxurious walk-in closet, she even wished she could take its place.)

(It's safe to say that no witch could resist the temptation.)

(But Cho Chang became an exception at this time.)

(Her attention was completely drawn to her other self.)

"Are you really sure?" Phoebe asked as she and Cho Chang strolled along the lake.

Because of Cedric, the two became friends over the past three months.

"Yes." Cho Chang nodded. "Sed has agreed to it as well. We're just waiting to decide on a date."

("Cedric is getting married too!" Ernie of Hufflepuff exclaimed.)

(Ginny's mood instantly improved, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.)

At this point, Cho Chang looked at a magnificent building made of transparent Crystal on the lake not far away.

Cedric and Krum, Percy, and the two red-haired witches, who were presumably Bill and Charlie, were painting their names on the back of the crystal-clear chairs according to the seating chart.

Many guests had already entered early, enjoying the feeling of sitting on the lake.

"It's so beautiful. This kind of wedding is unforgettable." Cho Chang's gaze was fixed on the building and Cedric. "Cedric and Harry are friends, right? My wedding must be held here too."

By the time Harry had changed his clothes and familiarized himself with the wedding ceremony, it was almost noon.

But what exhausted him the most was memorizing the guest list.

Of course, not every guest is someone he needs to carry; those he needs to carry are Peverell, Weasley, and Malfoy family relatives.

Bellatrix Black

Andromeda Tonks Black

Narcissa Malfoy

Regulus Black Arcturus Black

Nymphadora Black

(A warm glint flashed in Narcissa's eyes. "That's wonderful. Regulus Black is still alive in this world, and Andromeda Tonks hasn't been erased from the list.")

(Sirius merely twitched his ears upon hearing Regulus Black's name. "Why isn't 'my' name mentioned? Even Snape could!")

(Neville's expression darkened as he heard the name of Bellatrix, the madwoman who had driven his parents insane.)

Abraxas Malfoy

(Voldemort was holding a wand and trying to rub the lithography machine by hand, adjusted his glasses. "Abu?")

(Lucius Malfoy's eyes reddened. "Dad's still alive?")

Septimus Weasley

Cedric Black

(Arthur Weasley's eyes also welled up with tears. "Mom and Dad are still alive.")

Gideon Prewett

Fabian Prewett

(Mrs. Weasley sighed, "This world is so wonderful; my two brothers are still alive.")

He recognized many of the names and faces on the list.

For example, the Prewett Brothers; if Krum saw them in this world, he would be very surprised.

However, Harry felt that this was too unfair to Sirius. Even Bellatrix Black, who was involved in the Black family's troubles with the Demon Man, was allowed to attend the wedding, but she was the only one turned away. This was too outrageous.

Furthermore, Peverell's family even had relatives in the United States, something he had never heard of before.

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