Online Games: Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

Chapter 239 Mr. Weasley's Secret
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Seeing Dumbledore take out the Elder Wand, Rosie was stunned for a moment!
Since the Elder Wand has always been in Dumbledore's hand, what happened to the broken Elder Wand that Albert took out? ! !

Although I didn't have close contact, that's what I saw with my own eyes!What's more, with such momentum during restoration, how could it not be the Elder Wand?
If the Elder Wand is fake, then Mr. Weasley, Albert and even Voldemort, have they all been deceived?

Or is it all arranged by someone?
If so, then Christina, the Wilson family, what are their sacrifices?
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Rossi, who was confused in his mind, didn't even know how he was brought back to the Ministry of Magic by Theseus, and how he left the Ministry of Magic.

She wandered aimlessly, recalling every detail of the previous main mission in her mind.

Then she thought of Christina.

Although they had known each other not long ago, she really regarded Christina, this beautiful, generous, warm and lovely girl, as her best friend!

She didn't know whether Christina, who existed in the main line time, had a chance to be resurrected.

Holding the tassels that fell from Christina's clothes tightly with her fingers, Rosie, who was deeply saddened, walked near the library in Britannia after an unknown period of time.

"Isn't this Miss Rossi? Why does she look lost?" A rather familiar male voice suddenly sounded in Rossi's ear.

Rossi looked up and saw a man in a suit standing beside him with a cane, looking at him with a smile on his face:

"Mr. Holmes..."

This person is obviously Sherlock Holmes.

"Miss Rossi, you look confused. What happened? Maybe you can talk to me, maybe I can help you."

Sherlock raised his cane and pointed to an open door next to him, and said in a humorous tone, "Look, that's my home, isn't it fate?"

After following Sherlock into his room, perhaps because she wanted to confide in someone, or out of trust in the name Holmes, Rosie narrated all the things that happened to the main mission.

While Sherlock listened to Rossi's description, he wrote and drew in the notebook with a pen.

Even if Rosie had told it all.He just said to wait for a while, and then he concentrated on sketching on the paper.

Half an hour later, he raised his head with a serious expression, and looked straight at Rossi with deep eyes: "There is a small problem that you didn't explain clearly, and I need to confirm with you again."

"Well, ask, Mr. Holmes."

Sherlock tapped on the table with his pen: "Let's make a hypothesis for now, assuming that the broken Elder Wand is real, then where did it come from?"

"It's in the cemetery in the village of Ottery St. Catchpole." Rossi was a little strange. She also talked about what she had seen and heard when she was doing the regularization task.

"No no no!"

Sherlock shook his finger. "I mean, who buried it there? How did anyone know it was there?"

I never thought about this question...

Thinking about it, a name flashed in Rossi's mind.

"I suppose it might have been Mr Weasley who buried it there..."

Hearing this, Sherlock closed the notebook with a snap, capped the pen cap, and tapped on the notebook a few times:
"It's all very clear."

"what?"

"That Mr. Weasley, since he is involved in the appearance of the Philosopher's Stone and the Elder Wand, he must have played a key role in this matter."

"You mean, Mr. Weasley is the real mastermind of this matter?"

Rossi stood up in shock, she couldn't believe this inference.

Sherlock laughed a few times:

"This possibility is not ruled out, but it is up to you to judge whether it is intentional or unintentional. After all, only you are the one who really knows him."

That's right, I have to find him to confirm the authenticity and whereabouts of the Elder Wand, so that I can be sure whether he is the real murderer behind the scenes!
Thinking of this, Rossi looked gratefully at Sherlock: "Thank you, Mr. Holmes, your wisdom does not live up to the name!"

"That sounds weird." Sherlock chuckled and continued, "You don't have to thank me, for you have told me so much secret knowledge, the consultation fee will be discounted by [-]% Garen will do."

Uh...it actually asks for money! ! !
Rossi was a little dumbfounded.

However, as a private detective, the other party should naturally charge consulting fees.

Comforting herself, she took out ten Galleons and put them on the table, thanking her again:
"Thank you for your analysis and answer, Mr. Holmes!"

With that, she turned and walked out of Sherlock's room.

Looking for an alley less traveled by, Rosie took out the high-grade floo powder, and she planned to go back to the top of the Wilson Manor to try her luck, maybe Mr. Weasley was still there.

Just when she grabbed the flying powder and was about to sprinkle it, a voice that sounded a little arrogant came from the alley next to it:

"The human in front, get out of the way!"

Rossi subconsciously took a step back.

Looking around, she saw an orange stray cat swiftly passing by her.

"Huh? Isn't this the cat Tang Taige was looking for?"

Thinking of this, she followed the orange cat's back with her gaze, and with just a few clicks, the orange cat's figure disappeared from her field of vision.

But at this time, Rossi didn't care about the orange cat anymore. She fixed her eyes on a familiar figure in a suit at the end of the street:

That's it, Mr. Weasley?

Rossi immediately started to chase after her, but the distance was a bit far after all. Even though she used the footprint revealing skill to chase for two streets, she still couldn't find the opponent's trace.

"I'm so useless, I lost it!" Rossi gasped while leaning on the wall in frustration.

"are you looking for me?"

Just then, Mr. Weasley's voice sounded from behind Rosie.

"Mr. Weasley!"

Hearing his voice, Rossi turned around in both surprise and joy, and grabbed the other's arm excitedly, "I have something very important to ask..."

As if she didn't expect that she would grab him excitedly, without checking for a while, Mr. Weasley was actually grabbed by her arm.

Rosie looked up, and a gentle breeze blew away the hair that covered most of Mr. Weasley's face.

Her eyes flicked over his mouth, over the green eyes behind the half-moon glasses, and finally stopped on his forehead, on the lightning-shaped scar.

silence!silence!
Ten seconds later, Rossi suddenly figured out a lot of things, figured out why he was able to push back Voldemort, figured out why Theseus said there was no such person in the Weasley family, figured out why there was a broken The Elder Wand even figured out why the name of this game is called Harry Potter: The Age of Magic!
She suppressed the surprise in her heart, and met his green eyes with calm but excited eyes:

"Weasley? Are you calling yourself Harry Weasley now? Or..."

Potter couldn't get out the words, and the other party blocked her mouth with his fingers.

"Don't say my real name, Rosie."

Potter touched the lightning scar that was accidentally exposed on his forehead, "Uh... It seems that having a famous symbol is not a good thing."

Taking a step back to avoid the warm fingers stuck on her lips, she asked:

"Why? What? You have become stronger, so I can't even mention your name?"

"No, it's not like that."

Potter shook his head with a wry smile, "There is a troublesome guy in this world. In order to deal with it, we must hide our real name."

"It? Who is it?"

"We are still investigating, but we haven't found any clues for the time being. Well...Rosie, these things are not within your reach at this stage. Don't ask too much. When you help us in the future, we will naturally tell you you,"

Hmm... can't contact at this stage?My level is not enough?Or is the follow-up mainline not open?

Thinking in his heart, Rossi suddenly thought of the words he just used:

"You just said, 'we'? Nah...she's there too?"

Knowing who she wanted to ask, Potter nodded, but didn't say much.

"How did you end up here? I mean, this time?"

"There was a little accident." Potter shifted his eyes to other places, and said as if reminiscing and nostalgic, "When operating her improved time converter, I accidentally input too much magic power, and it turned out..."

Potter shrugged helplessly, "As you can see, we are going to stay in this strange era for a while."

"Strange era?" Rossi asked in surprise.

"That's right, in my memory, wizards in this era are not as uh... free as they are now."

"The most important thing is that the defeat of the Dark Lord Grindelwald by Dumbledore should have happened in 1945, but we are now in 945! Do you understand, this is almost the same time as I remember 1000 years. But many people and things can match up, so you think it’s strange?”

"I'm really looking forward to it. Maybe in this world, wizards and Muggles can finally coexist peacefully!"

These are just the settings of the game!
Rossi muttered something in her heart, and after a few seconds of silence, she still asked the question in her heart:

"Why did you ask Albert to take the broken Elder Wand? You should be able to stop it?"

"Uh... I think it's damaged and useless, so I don't take it seriously."

Potter smiled wryly, "It's my fault. I didn't expect that even if the old wand was broken, it would still be full of temptations for those dark wizards."

Rossi nodded slightly, agreeing with his statement, and asked after thinking for a moment:
"You said before that the ending of history cannot be changed. Even if the fate deviates for a while, it will eventually return to the original point? What does this mean?"

"In the history I know, the Wilson family will perish because of the scourge of the Lich..."

Having said that, Potter sighed, his green eyes turned to the rising crescent moon.

It turned out to be like this... The demise of the Wilson family, and the death of Christina, turned out to be predestined...

Rossi couldn't help feeling a little sad.

After being silent for a while, she thought of something again, raised her eyes and asked:

"How much do you know about copy invitations?"

"It is the result of interference in parallel time and space, it is her result, and it is also an experiment."

Potter explained, seeing that she was about to open his mouth again, so he said first, "You don't need to delve into this for now, when you grow up enough, you will naturally understand all of this."

It's really a parallel space...

To grow to a sufficient level, it should mean that my current level and strength are not enough!

Rossi muttered secretly, and spoke again with some embarrassment:
"I have another question. Do you know what happened in the dungeon? Or, do you have that memory?"

Potter smiled and shook his head:
"Of course not, I don't want to turn myself into a lunatic."

At this time, a golden-red firework bloomed in the distant sky.

"I've got things to do, we'll talk later, Rosie, don't tell anyone about us."

With that said, Potter took a step back and disappeared into the night wind.

"Hey... just leave if you say so?"

Looking at the place where he disappeared, Rossi muttered depressedly, "I haven't asked whether Christina can be resurrected..."

After a pause, she sighed sadly again:
"If the Wilson family is destined to perish, then I'm afraid she..."

"Destined?"

A very haughty voice sounded behind her, "That's just an excuse for the weak to justify their own incompetence!"

Rossi looked back, and saw the orange cat she had seen before gracefully jumping off the eaves.

"I heard a saying not too long ago, 'I am the master of my own destiny'!"

Am I the master of my own destiny?I control my own life?

Rosie was about to laugh when she saw it come to her side and put its paw on her lap.

"Work hard to become strong. If you can become strong enough when I am ready. I will take you to my hometown, to Narnia, and find the power to control your destiny!"

After saying this in a tone of "give you a chance", it withdrew its claws and walked slowly out of the alley.

When it reached the entrance of the alley, it suddenly turned its head and said, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Linai!"

Although it felt a little strange, Rossi replied politely:
"My name is Rosie."

"Of course I know who you are, if you didn't have... hum~ I wouldn't waste time."

After all, it ran out of the alley and disappeared.

I have?have what?
While Rossi was wondering, a light suddenly lit up on the part of her leg touched by Linai.

Immediately afterwards, the system's prompt sounded:
"Received the task—to become stronger. Linai said that only those who are strong enough are worthy of being its teammate, and return to the world of Narnia with it... Mission time limit: one year."

Eh?Actually triggered the task?
Go back to the world of Narnia with it?
Rossi suddenly felt that the name looked familiar, Narnia... The Chronicles of Narnia? ! !

In this game, are there other magical IPs interspersed?

(End of this chapter)