The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Because the author, who was raised and maintained by fans, chose to add updates in order not to be asked for compensation)

A group of people recklessly followed Cyrus' father, Anne Klein, to London, which belongs to the southeastern part of England with Surrey

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the destination.

In a newly opened history museum, Klein sat on a chair in the middle of the hall with his hands in his pockets, with a huge dinosaur skeleton behind him

"Cool~" Harry marveled at the many statues around him, "Cyrus, you never said your father worked in a museum!"

This can be said to be the first time Harry has come to a museum. Except for school, he spends most of his time in cabinets or stair cabinets. For boys, the people who work in the museum are better than Vernon Dursley anyway. interesting

Not to mention keeping a dragon and weird creatures.

"Boy, is this your first time here?"

Klein noticed that the boy was a little excited, and he didn't feel anything about his punching Vernon.

"Yeah~ It's really cool to come here for the first time..." Harry pushed his glasses and looked around, "Vernon is my uncle, I was almost locked in the pavilion by them"

"They should be sued in court!" Klein breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, "You go and have a look first, let's have dinner together tonight."

Just when Cyrus was about to take them away, Anne Klein said to him mysteriously:

"The evening is the surprise! You'll absolutely love it..."

He must like it?Cyrus was a little puzzled by what his father said, because animals were not allowed in, and Cyrus secretly hid Stitch in Hermione's satchel

As for the satchel...of course he was carrying it, the whole summer vacation!

Through a slit, Cyrus reluctantly stuffed some candy into it, and opened a small slit to prevent Stitch from being too bored and making a fuss.

There are two portraits in the middle of the hall, namely Arthur Pendragon and Prime Minister Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill

King Arthur stands on a stone, holding his sword high, with firm eyes; while British Prime Minister Winston Churchill is wearing a black suit, holding a cane, holding a pipe in his right hand, and staring at him

"Twice served as Prime Minister...Nobel Prize for Literature...won the Second World War" Hermione didn't even need to read the introduction, she almost recited the characters' lives

"Arthur!" Harry pointed to the statue on the other side, a little puzzled, "Why is there no Merlin?"

"Merlin? Let's not talk about whether it's a fictional character or not. If Merlin really exists, ordinary people wouldn't know about it, right?" Cyrus patiently explained, but when referring to society, the boy did not use "Muggles" to replace "ordinary people." '

Harry is a good boy, and Cyrus doesn't want this kind of words with subconscious brainwashing and differentiation to fill their heads

"What would happen if Prime Minister Churchill knew about the existence of wizards?" Hermione was obviously more concerned about this.

The three walked and chatted

"If Churchill knew, he would definitely return Britain to the empire and fight for it. There are only two ends for wizards, either submit to the government or die"

"Why?" These words caused Harry's world view to collapse, "But didn't the book say that he was a hero of the Second World War?"

"Harry Churchill being a hero does not conflict with him being an imperialist..." Cyrus understood his thoughts, "Wizards are in an awkward situation in the politics of ordinary people. People who enjoy the land of their own country”

Hermione interjected, "Not to mention possessing incredible magic."

On a portrait in the museum, there is a portrait of Merlin on it, with various legends and proven history recorded beside it

"You have to know that the situation of wizards in modern development is very dangerous, almost a dispensable role. They have missed countless opportunities to enter human history"

Yes, Cyrus used the word 'they', not 'us', he never thought of himself as a new species separate from humans, he didn't, neither did Hermione, nor did Harry

Hermione recorded Cyrus' words in her heart, while Harry used Cyrus' knowledge to fill his broken worldview and cognition

That knowledge, like cement, fills the cracks in the boy's broken concept

'Yeah, if no one is too hostile, and wizards and ordinary people are not divided, can I live better? 'Harry thought

Some out-of-the-box ideas burst from Harry's mind

Later, according to Harry's recollection, people called this three-person conversation the "London Reform Conference".

The first floor is British history. Some statues and antiques allow people to see the rise of Britain, the never-setting sun, and the last afterglow

The second floor contains antiques from other countries. Compared with the first and third floors, the second floor obviously has more. Hermione, who is familiar with history, thought of a joke

"Never ask a British person what is British in a museum"

There is also a boulder of Easter Island in the stairwell on the second and third floors, and various models and wax figures on the third floor.

Because the museum itself is mainly historical, in addition to Britain, there are also European civilizations such as Rome, Greece, and Vikings.

There is even a separate exhibition area for the World Wars, the Allied Powers and the Entente Powers, the Axis Powers and the Anti-Fascist Alliance. Each soldier portrait holds his own weapon. Except for no machinery, everything else is complete.

Harry stayed here and didn't want to leave. He asked Cyrus and Hermione to play first. He wanted to see that the guns were real, but he didn't want to be more real than the light bulb.

"Hey...Huh? Stitch?!!"

Cyrus, who was helping Hermione carry the bag, suddenly realized that the weight was much lighter. Looking down, he found that the girl's satchel had been cut on the outside.

Cyrus was really dumbfounded, the candy wrappers inside were scattered throughout the space, while the cuts on the outside were very smooth

"Stitch..." He gritted his teeth, a little sad, "You can just run away, and eat all the candies!"

"reparo"

"Alright, what are you doing with the spell?" Hermione obviously heard Cyrus who was chanting the spell quietly, she turned her head in a strange way, and quickly pinched the boy's ear with her little hand

Her bag, a new shoulder bag, broke after being carried by Cyrus for a day

"It can be repaired... hiss~ it hurts, it's not me, Stitch did it!"

"I know it can be repaired! But Stitch was raised by you, and of course you have to carry it if he did something wrong." Hermione looked at her satchel distressedly, "Where did it go?"

If Stitch wreaks havoc inside the museum, they're screwed

They hid in a deserted corner,

"homonculouscharm"

Because of traces, Cyrus could only take out Quirrell's wand, point it at the floor, and quietly, a pale yellow trace formed a silk thread, showing

"I discovered the fluctuation of magic." Cyrus looked at the Egyptian history display area, "It's very light, very calm... If you don't use magic, you can't find it at all... Wait..."

Coincidentally, at this time, the museum began to close at six o'clock, and an announcement sounded,

"You go to Stitch, I'll go talk to Mr. Klein"

Hermione snatched her small leather bag and ran downstairs, while Cyrus felt a huge energy, which swept the entire museum

The last second was still as smooth as a stream, but at the moment when the closing notice ended, this energy was like a scourge

Cyrus, like a person against the current, moved to the door of a room:

Huge ancient Egyptian dog-headed statues stand on both sides, holding a giant axe, with a solemn and sacred face; Egyptian murals are carved on the walls on both sides, stretching all the way, and at the end of the middle is a coffin and a golden plaque hanging on the wall

That energy emanated from the plaque, and the imprint of the tracking spell was also washed away,

"Interesting..." The corners of Cyrus' mouth curled up, and his eyes collided with the squinting eyes of the dog's head. "It seems that there is something to do tonight."

And Mr. Klein downstairs was stopped by Hermione and Harry who arrived late

"Can you wait before leaving? Haha...you guys have a whole night...Still on the third floor? Take me to him quickly"

Annie Klein put on his work clothes, buttoned his work badge, picked up his flashlight and keys, and ran away

"What happened to the third floor?" Looking at Mr. Klein who suddenly became impatient, Hermione was a little puzzled, but combined with the magic fluctuation that Cyrus just mentioned, she felt a little bad premonition

She didn't realize that something was wrong until the pouring energy swept over her and Harry

It's not that there's something on the third floor, it's that the sun has set...

(Even if I die, I will shout out with a decaying voice in the grave: "Gageng!!")