Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Water Margin

Chapter 81 The Holy Clan Displays Supernatural Powers After Obtaining a Nickname

Chapter 82 The Holy Clan Displays Supernatural Powers After Obtaining a Nickname

Hearing Hermione's words, Ron, despite his difficulty speaking, managed to squeeze out a voice and say, "Hermione, you can't just ask these things!"

Hermione was puzzled and asked, "Is there a problem with this?"

"Because... that could very well be ancestral magic," Ron explained. "My dad told me that the Potter family is actually very old."

Dear readers, Ron's caution is not without purpose; he truly understands the intricacies of the matter.

It should be known that each magical family has its own hidden heritage, such as magical treasures or supernatural powers, which they regard as the foundation for their existence and the basis for the stability of their clan.

The Gangte lineage, for example, relied on its bloodline supernatural ability, the Snake-like Voice, to become one of the twenty-eight sacred clans.

Although this Potter lineage is not among the twenty-eight clans, its roots are very deep.

However, Harry's great-grandfather, Henry Potter, was a fierce and righteous man who believed only in justice and always spoke out for Muggles without regard for his own interests.

Once the situation stabilized, that group of self-proclaimed purebloods began to rank themselves by seniority.

When discussing the division of the sacred twenty-eight races in the Golden Book, some people brought up this old case, viewing Henry Potter's defense of Muggles as heretical and impure.

Finally, with a flick of the quill pen, the Potter family was removed from the list of holy families.

Ron recounted the whole story, the causes and reasons behind it, and Harry listened with great interest.

He thought to himself: If that's the case, then my invisibility cloak technique is so effective that it must be the family heirloom.

"I remember the Weasleys are among the Twenty-Eight Clans, aren't they?" Hermione asked curiously. "Ron, does your family have any particularly powerful abilities?"

"Uh...no. I think it's probably because some families have ancient magic or treasures passed down through generations."

Harry shook his head and said, "Brother, you're mistaken. If we're talking about methods, your Weasley family should be the leader among the twenty-eight holy families."

Ron and Hermione exchanged puzzled glances.

Ron squinted and pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't remember learning any magic that only the Weasleys know."

"I have five older brothers. Unless they all gave the same story to keep it from me, I would definitely find out."

Harry laughed and said, "Brother, are you wondering where that unique magic is? Haven't you heard of the saying 'a thriving family'?"

"Look around at the gates of these twenty-eight clans, which family has ever raised seven ferocious children in a single generation?"

"Even the Malfoy family, with their mountain of wealth, could only support Draco."

Ron was speechless. "The ability to reproduce is considered a talent?"

He wished his parents would have fewer children so that the family wouldn't be so poor.

Seeing that he still didn't believe it, Harry explained, "Brother, you already have five older brothers. If you and your siblings have more children, each of you can have five or seven."

"In just a few generations, the entire wizarding world will belong to your Weasley family."

The Chen family of Jiangzhou, since its founding ancestor Chen Wang, has had fifteen generations living together under one roof. For three hundred years, the clan has lived together, with more than 3,700 people cooking and drinking together, passing the food by beating drums. They remained prominent through the Tang and Song dynasties.

If this magical world were to remain for many more years, where would the Twenty-Eight Holy Clans still be? Only the English Weasley family would remain.

Hermione's almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief, while Ron's mouth opened and closed repeatedly, unable to utter a sound for a long time.

Seeing the two of them still standing there in a daze, Harry said to Hermione, "If you're interested in learning these talismans, I'll teach you myself when I have some free time."

"But the Thunder Technique, as the master said, must not be passed on to outsiders."

Hermione was thrilled to hear that Harry was willing to teach her the art of runes. "It's alright, as long as I understand the principles!"

Amidst their laughter and conversation, they arrived at the school hospital.

Mrs. Pomfrey first treated Ron's bruises and wounds, then took out a round-bellied bottle.

"Your internal organs have suffered some magical impact, but it's not too serious. Remember to drink a small sip of this potion before each meal."

Ron took the medicine bottle, and Harry immediately stepped forward, taking out ten Galleons from his pocket and offering them to him.

Madam Pomfrey had long heard of Harry's reputation for generosity, but she was too proud to accept it.

"Mr. Potter, I am a doctor, and it is my duty to treat the sick and heal the wounded."

Harry cupped his hands and said, "Madam, you are a doctor who saves lives with your skillful hands. I have long admired you. These small gifts were prepared in advance, just in time for you."

"I only regret that I am usually free from illness and misfortune, so I have no chance to see your face. It is only through my brother's connections that I have the honor of paying you a visit, so that the gold I have prepared for two years can finally meet its master."

After saying that, he pushed the gallon away again, saying, "This is just a small token of my appreciation; I hope you will accept it, Madam."

Harry's words penetrated his heart, straightened his internal organs, and drifted into his ears, truly leaving a lingering echo.

Even if Madam Pomfrey had a heart of stone, how could she outmaneuver Harry's silver tongue?

"Oh, well, Harry." The woman's eyes were gentle, and her every smile was like a spring breeze. "You really are... impossible to refuse."

She took a piece of parchment, wrote down an address, and handed it to Harry. "This is my private address. If anything happens to Mr. Weasley, you can have the owl contact me immediately."

Harry nodded hurriedly, accepted the parchment, and took his leave.

After working for a while, the group was starving and headed straight to the auditorium for a meal.

After being treated by Madam Pomfrey, Ron was able to walk without any problems. Harley-Ten was about to explain the secrets of the talisman to Hermione when they entered the Great Hall and were suddenly greeted by a thunderous roar of cheers.

Fred and George, leading a group of Gryphon students, surged forward like a tide, lifting Harry up from either side, shouting:

"A salute to the Lion King!"

"Make way for future dueling masters!"

The two men played music and escorted Harry back to the long table.

Ron and Hermione, seeing and hearing this, both understood that the news of Harry's fierce battle against Draco and his hard-fought victory over Snape must have already spread.

Seeing that Harry was surrounded by people, Ron found a corner and sat down.

Before he could take out the potion prescribed by Madam Pomfrey, Fred and George came rushing toward him again.

"Well done, Ron!"

"I can't believe you could do something like that!"

Ron was still bewildered when Fred slapped him hard on the shoulder. "Ron, you're famous!"

It turns out that while Harry's reputation for defeating the Slytherin snakes, both young and old, was widely known, it was also rumored that Ron had been ambushed and fought a bloody battle for half an hour without yielding any mercy.

Such heroic deeds would surely inspire awe and applause.

When Lady Helena heard about this, she admired Ron's courage in risking his life, and upon learning that he was the sixth child in his family, she gave him a resounding nickname.

"Did you hear that?" George's face was filled with jealousy, his words smug. "Ron, the daredevil!"

"Mrs. Grey herself helped you choose the name!"

Ron listened in a daze, his face burning as he muttered the nickname "Desperate Sixth Brother," feeling both surprised and delighted.

"Oh, by the way," Fred suddenly lowered his voice and said mischievously, "that Malfoy now has a nickname too."

"Do you want to know?"

(End of this chapter)