Silence!
The expressions of everyone changed drastically upon seeing the scene that, apparently, would occur in the distant future.
What was the reason that led Hogwarts to gain fame as the safest place in the world?
I don't think that fame is deserved!
James Potter: "..."
James Potter: "Harry, this is incredible! Your skills with the broom are already better than mine were at your age. Congratulations on becoming Gryffindor's Seeker!"
Harry Potter: "...Huh? Oh, thank you, Dad!"
Lily Potter: "You two, shut up! Can someone explain to me what this... thing is doing at Hogwarts?!"
Newt Scamander: "This is a three-headed dog, a rare magical creature, predominantly found in Greece, in southeastern Europe. But how could something like this appear at Hogwarts?"
Rubeus Hagrid: "Haha! That's simple. His name is Fluffy, and I lent him to Dumbledore for—"
Severus Snape: "Hagrid! Shut your mouth!"
Everyone: "..."
Impressive!
Before anyone could begin expressing their doubts, someone appeared to clearly explain the details of the situation.
Some couldn't help but feel a certain pity for Dumbledore.
Is it really wise to have someone like Hagrid around? But somehow, it seemed this was only the beginning...
At Hogwarts, in the Great Hall.
Lily first shot a stern look at Hagrid, who was already embarrassed by his indiscretion and didn't dare meet Dumbledore's gaze.
Then, she turned to the Headmaster, whose complicated expression raised doubts about his true concerns regarding Hogwarts' safety.
Finally, Lily looked at Harry, who still seemed a bit shaken after almost becoming dog food. Kneeling down, she tried to console him somehow:
"Harry, you need to be more careful in the future. Don't go to dangerous places again, and... don't believe everything people tell you."
Upon hearing this, Ron couldn't hold back his comment:
"Yeah, Harry! Look at someone like Draco; he can't even keep his word. He didn't even have the guts to show up for a duel..."
However, as Ron continued speaking, he noticed a few piercing gazes fixed on him.
Turning around, he saw Professor McGonagall looking as though she wanted to devour him, while Percy wore such a dark expression it seemed ready to drip water.
It was then that Ron understood: the reason Harry had almost become a dog's meal was largely his own fault for accepting Draco's duel challenge on Harry's behalf.
He couldn't suppress an involuntary shiver.
Ron could already foresee the arrival of a Howler from his mother the next morning.
However, remembering that no magic or artifacts were allowed in the Comparison Room, he couldn't help but feel a momentary sense of relief.
Perhaps he could still live a few more days.
Gellert Grindelwald: "If my old eyes do not deceive me, what that dog was guarding seemed to be a trapdoor. Albus, what are you hiding?"
Lucius Malfoy: "There's no need to think too hard. Surely it's that 'old family heirloom,' isn't it, Dumbledore?"
Cornelius Fudge: "Albus, you need to give us an explanation for keeping that beast at Hogwarts and endangering the lives of all the students!"
Faced with the three figures whose words felt like buzzing flies in his ears, Dumbledore made the wise decision to remain silent.
He knew clearly that any justification he gave would be futile.
With the comparison room naturally revealing everything, trying to argue would only create more contradictions.
So, instead of complicating things, he chose to adopt the posture of someone who ignores mundane problems, pretending to be made of mud.
Arthur Weasley: "I'm more curious about who was capable of robbing Gringotts and leaving without a single trace."
Rufus Scrimgeour: "Who else could it be but dark wizards? But now I'm starting to understand Harry Black's comments about Gringotts."
Kingsley Shacklebolt: "Yes, these goblins really can't even protect themselves. Is it right to entrust all our money to them?"
In just a few words, the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic were already making subtle moves in the shadows.
The goblins in charge of running Gringotts sensed that something was spiraling out of control.
Anxious, they began to reflect on their options.
Could they organize another rebellion, like the Goblin Rebellion of 1752?
If that happened, who would deal with Dumbledore and the two Dark Lords?
Jesus?!
A strange atmosphere spread throughout the wizarding world.
Small movements were emerging everywhere as the curtain of light continued to broadcast scenes.
[The next day, Harry received a Nimbus 2000 from Professor McGonagall and had his first Quidditch practice. Upon seeing Harry's incredible broom skills and quick reflexes, Wood was already dreaming of victory in the Quidditch Cup.]
[During this time, Harry was very busy, practicing Quidditch three nights a week while also dealing with his homework. By the time he realized it, he had already been at Hogwarts for two months. The classes were also becoming more interesting now that he had mastered the basics.]
[Finally, at the end of October, Halloween arrived. That morning, during Charms class with Flitwick, Ron upset Hermione with his words. Harry didn't see Hermione for the rest of the day. Despite his bad feelings, he waited until the festivity finally began.]
When the white light curtain broadcasted up to this point, the black light curtain began to shine with an intense dark glow, moving forward again.
Everyone knew what was happening and waited eagerly for it.
Although the future of their own world was important, no one could deny that the Harry of their world was not even 1% of Harry Black.
As long as they continued watching Harry Black, they could not only earn rewards from the comparison room but also have the chance to learn his priceless [Magical Training Method].
Who would not be willing to take the risk of seeking even greater power?