Orochimaru travels to Hogwarts

Chapter 22 Hagrid, Hogwarts' Special Envoy

A black Maybach sped along the road leading to the Leaky Cauldron in Renton.

Harry turned the envelope in his hand over and over again, looking at it dozens of times, until he had almost memorized the final equipment list before he had time to look up at Orochimaru, who was watching the car.

Orochimaru leaned back in the ivory-white leather seat, his right hand resting on the window, while his left hand occasionally tugged at the steering wheel to help their vehicle overtake the car in front.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, with only the pale moonlight shining on Orochimaru's lips, just like the night when the two parted ways.

As Harry watched, he could no longer contain his joy and burst into wild laughter.

"Jiraiya, if you still have any good memories of me, please lower your voice a little."

Orochimaru laughed and cursed.

He was in a very good mood, just like when he first went to Amegakure with Jiraiya to carry out an assassination mission against a Jonin.

The teammates who rushed in rashly, then burst into loud laughter like a broken gong after successfully hunting down the prey, it was truly...

It really brings back fond memories!

Orochimaru thought to himself, discerning the road ahead, and casually turned on the car's high beams.

Harry couldn't suppress his smile, but he had to force himself to focus on something else.

"Orochimaru, is this your father's car?" Harry looked around at the interior and said with some amazement, "These decorations look even more luxurious than Uncle Vernon's new car."

"Yeah?"

Orochimaru couldn't help but chuckle as he recalled the expressions on his Uncle Vernon's and Aunt Petunia's faces when they saw him get out of the car.

Those two seemed to think they were some kind of incredibly wealthy people.

That's really true...

A truly honest couple.

Orochimaru gently shook his head, denying Harry's guess. But before he could say anything more, Harry's questions followed.

"So, did you steal this car? Do you want me to cover for you and help you dispose of it, like in the movies?"

Orochimaru smirked and pointed to the silver car key hanging on the left side.

"Oh, you borrowed this car?" Harry imagined. "That gentleman who borrowed it must be a really kind person!"

"Indeed, that gentleman was very kind," Orochimaru replied casually.

Before he could finish speaking, Harry's face immediately turned distressed. He suddenly looked at the list that he had read dozens of times and could almost recite by heart.

"Orochimaru, what will I do about my tuition after I escaped?" Harry's lips trembled slightly. "I have no money, and I don't even have a place to stay."

"What a coincidence, I don't have any either." Orochimaru turned his head and smiled. "How about I drive you home and apologize to your aunt and uncle while I'm at it?"

"No." Harry shook his head firmly. "I'm going to ask around and see if there's anything like a student loan."

As Harry spoke, he unconsciously began to pray.

Orochimaru overheard Harry praying that the student loan interest rate wouldn't be too high for him to bear.

Orochimaru said he was powerless to help, as he had not yet found the location of the bounty since his time travel and it was not appropriate for him to return to his old ways for the time being.

While Mr. Harry Potter, the boy who miraculously survived, was worrying about his seven-year student life at Hogwarts, thousands of miles away, countless owls were going in and out of the highest tower of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore watched with a serious expression as his friends appeared in the fireplace and then disappeared again, sorting through their reports.

No trace of wand use was found at number 4 Privet Drive in Little Wheeington, where Harry Potter was located.

The wand is both a wizard's best companion and a chain that binds them. It's just that most wizards don't know this.

In the words of Minister of Magic Fudge.

"Dumbledore, you don't need to worry too much. That's Harry Potter, isn't it? He's the wizard who defeated Vader!"

Dumbledore nodded indifferently, regretting that he had supported such a Minister of Magic.

"By the way, it's also possible that someone is abusing magical artifacts. Didn't they say a wall melted? We've already sent the experienced Mr. Arthur Weasley to handle it, and he'll report back to you as soon as he has any news, Dumbledore!"

Fudge reiterated how much he cared about this matter.

Neither Dumbledore nor Fuchsia himself revealed his sinister intentions in handling the matter this way.

After all, how powerful must an enemy be to make a boy who survived such a disaster disappear?

Even if you don't send Mad-Eye Moody, you should at least send a capable Auror. But what is Arthur Weasley, the head of the Department for the Prevention of Misuse of Muggle Items at the Ministry of Magic?

Fudge bid farewell to Dumbledore with a final respect and disappeared into the fireplace.

The door to the principal's office rang at that moment.

Snape, dressed in a black robe, and Professor McGonagall, with a serious expression, stood at the door, quietly waiting for Dumbledore's instructions.

"Go look for him, Harry is in a car that's moving at high speed."

Dumbledore gave instructions to the two men.

After the two professors disappeared, a tall, almost giant figure appeared before Dumbledore with a hint of anxiety.

"Dumbledore, will Harry be alright?" Hagrid's voice was filled with worry. "He doesn't even have a wand. What if he's in danger?"

"So I need your help." Dumbledore walked to the half-giant and gently patted his thick back. "Can I trust you, Hagrid?"

"Yes! Yes! Dumbledore can certainly trust Hagrid!"

Hagrid straightened his chest.

"Alright, get on your motorcycle and search along the road from Little Wheelingham to Diagon Alley," Dumbledore said, a rare hint of guilt on his face. "I suspect whoever kidnapped Harry is doing this to get revenge on me."

"Get revenge on you!?" Hagrid's eyes widened.

He couldn't believe that, now that the Mystic had disappeared, anyone would dare to oppose Dumbledore.

"I used the wrong adjective," Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "This must be a little prank he played on me."

Anyone who dares to play a prank on Dumbledore is already quite remarkable.

Hagrid couldn't imagine that there could be such a daring person in the world.

"Alright, if you run into him, remember to apologize for me," Dumbledore said softly. "I forgot to give him the key to his mother's Gringotts."

As Dumbledore spoke, he produced a brass key with strange family inscriptions engraved on it.

Hagrid glanced at it; it read: "Pure blood, never to be tainted."

This must be a family heirloom key from some pure-blooded family.

Hagrid was subconsciously thinking, but before he could speak, Dumbledore took out two brass keys.

One of them was the key to the Potter family's vault, and the remaining key was the one he was about to entrust to Hagrid.

Retrieve the Philosopher's Stone from Gringotts in front of Harry Potter. If there are other people present, there's no need to hide it from them.

"Who exactly is that person? Someone worthy of Dumbledore's special attention?"

Hagrid was still pondering this question as he mounted his flying motorcycle. He was somewhat anxious and eager to know the answer.

Meanwhile, in the parking lot across from the Leaky Cauldron, Harry was also eager to know the answer.

"Why do I have to go in alone first? Aren't we together?" Harry asked curiously. "Why do you insist on staying here?"

Orochimaru met Harry's big, round green eyes with a smile and shook his head.

"I need to clean up the mess and then return the car keys without leaving a trace."

"Without a trace...?" Harry sensed something strange, and even his eyes turned odd. "Didn't you say you borrowed this car?"

"If you return it after using it, then it's considered borrowing," Orochimaru said casually, glancing at the vehicle's fuel gauge.

This is the only thing he cannot change.

"Alright, let me repeat what I told you again." Orochimaru pulled out the key, closed the car door, and confirmed with Harry once more.

"Room number ten on the second floor. Scratch the bottom right corner of the brass door knocker three times with your finger, and it's the bed on the left by the window," Harry repeated. "Go in and sleep. We'll talk about everything the next day."

Harry, however, seemed quite eager to try it out.

This was the first time in his life that he had run away from home with his best friend, and he was about to enter that magical world.

He could only feel his heart pounding wildly!

After confirming several times, Harry bumped fists with Orochimaru and walked alone toward the Leaky Cauldron.

Orochimaru, who had just seen Harry's departing figure, closed his eyes at that moment.

Chakra...

refining!

His physical strength has now reached the peak of a genin, and he believes his mental strength is far superior to his own when he implemented the Konoha Collapse Plan.

In addition, having just gone on an adventure with Harry, their bond should have deepened a bit.

Theoretically speaking, my chakra reserves should be enough to break through to the genin level.

Can……

"Does not dating mean I have to be a low-ranking ninja for the rest of my life?"

Orochimaru felt his chakra levels stagnating and, for the first time in his life, he was in a dilemma.

Just as Orochimaru was in a dilemma, a motorcycle fell from the sky and landed in front of Harry, who was lingering in front of the Leaky Cauldron.

Hagrid, like a giant, suddenly hugged the stunned Harry.

"I've finally found you, Harry!"