Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

When they returned to Hogwarts, it was getting dark. Harry looked at the sky in the distance, which was reddened by the sunset, and an inexplicable expectation surged in his heart. He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth, but at the same time he also felt that the road ahead was getting more difficult.

"Maybe orange juice can really help me clear my mind," Harry muttered to himself, and took another sip of the orange juice in the bottle. The fresh taste made him forget his troubles for a while, and replaced them with an inexplicable peace. He knew that this peace was only temporary, and the real test was still waiting for him ahead.

In the following days, Harry, Hermione and Ron continued their investigation. They read a lot of books about ancient magic, trying to find more clues about the "Original Power". As the investigation deepened, Harry began to realize that this power might be much stronger than he had initially imagined, and his own role in this power became clearer and clearer.

Late one night, Harry was lying in bed, replaying the ancient books he had read during the day in his mind. He vaguely felt that there was a huge secret hidden in a corner of Hogwarts, and this secret might be the key to unlocking the power in his body. However, he had no solid evidence to prove it.

Just as Harry was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt a strong wave of magic coming from somewhere in Hogwarts. This wave was very short, but very strong, and almost made Harry sit up from the bed.

"What on earth is this..." Harry muttered, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He knew that some kind of change was happening somewhere in Hogwarts, and this change might be related to the "Original Force".

He decided that he had to act immediately. He couldn't wait any longer, the truth might be right before his eyes. Harry quickly got up from the bed, put on his robes, picked up his wand, and prepared to go to the source of the magical fluctuations. He knew that he had to face this unknown power, no matter how dangerous it was.

Harry's heart was beating fast. He didn't know what was waiting for him, but he understood that only by solving this mystery could he truly master the ancient power.

Harry's footsteps echoed in the silent night as he walked through the empty corridor. He tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't suppress the tension and excitement in his heart. The feeling of revealing the mystery made him feel both excited and scared.

Harry Potter stood in front of the ancient door, his heart beating faster and the wand in his hand trembling slightly. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that the other side of this door might hide the key to unlocking the mystery in his heart, but it might also bring unknown dangers.

Just as he was about to push open the door, he suddenly realized that he needed more preparation. Harry felt a little uneasy. This force was so strong that his current magic and wand might not be enough to deal with the challenges that followed. An idea flashed through his mind: he needed a more direct weapon that could release powerful energy to prevent any unexpected events.

"Maybe I should go buy an energy rifle." Harry whispered to himself, thinking about this idea. This is not the choice of a traditional wizard, but considering that he is facing such a powerful ancient force, it does not seem undesirable to use more advanced magic props. He decided to leave here temporarily and find an energy rifle so that he can protect himself when necessary. Harry set off for Hogsmeade. He heard that in a hidden corner of Hogsmeade, there is a shop that specializes in selling various rare magic tools. This shop is not often open and is only open at specific times. Harry was a little anxious. He didn't know if this shop had the items he needed, nor did he know if he could find it successfully, but he had to try.

The streets of Hogsmeade were bustling with people. Harry tightened his cloak and walked through the crowded wizard community with his head down. His mind kept thinking about his decision last night and the uneasiness that followed. He knew that he was walking on an unfamiliar path, and this path might lead him to an unforeseen outcome.

After passing through several narrow alleys, Harry finally found the shop in an almost forgotten alley. On the door of the shop hung an old wooden sign with "Dochie's Magic Shop" engraved on it. The shop looked shabby and the glass on the windows was covered with a thick layer of dust. It was obvious that it had not been cleaned for a long time.

Harry stood at the door, took a deep breath, and pushed open the shaky-looking wooden door. The bell hanging on the door made a crisp jingle, and the dim light in the store made it difficult for him to see the furnishings around him. The store was filled with an atmosphere mixed with dust and ancient magic, which made people feel mysterious and a little uneasy.

Harry walked into the store carefully, his eyes gradually adjusted to the dimness of the store. He saw that the shelves around him were filled with all kinds of magic props, some of which looked very strange and even made him feel a little overwhelmed. Just as he was looking around, a low voice came from the depths of the store.

"What are you looking for, young man?"

Harry looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, thin wizard coming out from the corner. His face was hidden in the shadow of a long cloak, and only a pair of sharp eyes could be seen.

"I... I'm looking for a weapon that can release powerful energy," Harry tried to keep his voice steady, "preferably something that can deal with unknown threats."

The wizard snorted, seemingly not surprised by Harry's request. "This is not something you can just find, Harry Potter. Are you sure you know what you want? This kind of weapon is not an ordinary magic item. He said firmly: "I know what I need. I am facing an extremely powerful force, and I must protect myself and my friends."

The wizard seemed quite satisfied with Harry's answer. He nodded slightly and motioned Harry to follow him deeper into the store. Harry followed him through the narrow aisles. The surrounding shelves were filled with all kinds of strange items, and the air was filled with a mysterious magical fluctuation.

Finally, they came to a dusty counter. The wizard took out a dark object from behind the counter and placed it in front of Harry. The weapon looked like a combination of magic and technology. It was dark black in color and covered with complex runes.