Mr. Digory returned home with a tired look through Floy Pink and rubbed his stiff cheeks. Over the years, he fully realized the treatment of Flich back then.

Having a famous son is not a good thing. Even if his main job is to target the magical animals in the forbidden forest, the students will still be pointed at by the students behind their backs. If they encounter troublemakers like the Weasleys, they will inevitably be a laborious task.

So he had to always have a straight face and make an expression of not entering a stranger.

Perhaps of course I should have followed my son's suggestion and went to that mysterious ancient Eastern country.

I heard that the Ministry of Magic and the government there are still maintaining a harmonious relationship.

However, without any if, even the [Time Converter] cannot change the past, otherwise Professor Dumbledore might have changed history long ago.

"Dear, I made a great meal!"

Mrs. Diggory walked over with a bright smile.

When Mr. Digory saw his twenty-year-old wife in front of him, he couldn't help but look back at the fireplace. He probably didn't have time and space just now.

"When did you learn such a profound transformation?" Mr. Diggory couldn't help asking.

War is not meaningless. At least in the past twenty years, magic has achieved progress that may not have been able to achieve in the past two hundred years, driven by war.

At the same time, with the help of the chaotic magic data Cedric originally studied, many spells became slightly "controllable", and transforming, as the key to intelligence wars and spy wars, has made great progress.

The wizards have mastered the transformation technique that can change their appearance without relying on compound decoctions.

Mrs. Diggory chuckled, then said excitedly, "It's Cedric, Cedric is back!"

"Am I dreaming?" Mr. Digory grabbed his old and loose skin hard.

"You didn't dream, it was true." Mrs. Diggory announced loudly, holding Mr. Diggory, "Our son Cedric is back, and this time he will take us to heaven."

Then she hurriedly pulled Mr. Digory into the kitchen. Cedric, who was frying salmon, smiled and turned to look at his father, "Thank you for your hard work, Dad."

Mr. Digory choked and wanted to speak, but eventually turned into a fierce hug, "Just come back."

A minute later, Cedric smiled and said, "You keep holding me like this, this top-quality salmon is about to be fried and battered."

"After so many years, I'm still clumsy." Madame Diggory opened her husband with tears in her eyes. The next moment she covered her mouth and saw in surprise that she had returned to her young husband. Even though she had experienced this gift of time in person, Madame Diggory still exclaimed in her heart, this is not magic!

Even the immortal medicine can only survive, but it will still grow old and even be unable to act, because Professor Dumbledore still lives to this day when he uses the immortal medicine.

Mr. Digory suddenly felt his clothes tight, and he straightened his back. At this time, he realized that his back was no longer hunched, and his muscles became full and shiny again. He subconsciously touched the top of his head. The Mediterranean disappeared, but it was accompanied by a dense forest.

"This... this is a miracle!" Mr. Digory looked at Cedric again in shock at the fish who was still frying fish. His magical knowledge told him that only miracles could describe it.

Lan Yan, the melee reincarnationist who was learning to cook with Cedric, sighed in his heart, because in front of you is a true god, and this big man has a much higher level than an ordinary true god.

He was able to learn [Extraordinary Cooking] in such a short time. Even the knowledgeable Lan Yan had only experienced this power in the main god.

Half an hour later, the Digoli and his wife sat happily at the dining table, and Mr. Digoli also specially opened a bottle of red wine that had been treasured for twenty years.

"It's a pity that Enoke didn't come back." Mrs. Diggory looked at Cedric with some sadness. Since receiving the teaching and rebellious period of Hogwarts School, her youngest son has been brainwashed, firmly guarding the Savior, and has a very disgusted with her family, so she basically won't go home for dinner.

Cedric chuckled, "It's simple."

He snapped his fingers a big snap, and Enoke, who was originally in the European continent, appeared at home instantly. He immediately took out the wand on his waist, looked at the surrounding environment with caution, rubbed the ring with his left hand, ready to activate the magic on it at any time.

"Good reaction." Cedric nodded. Although there were some things that needed to be corrected in his mind, Hogwarts really invested heavily in his younger brother. Maybe they wanted to see if they could cultivate a second Cedric on their own.

"Father, mother?" Enoch looked at his father in confusion. Mother, have he been hit by some strange magic? And why are his parents so young?

Then he saw a figure that he would never forget in his life.

"Give up your weapon." A red spell shot at Cedric.

Cedric reached out to catch the red spell, looked at Enoke who wanted to use magic on the ring and said with a smile, "I made this ring. Are you sure you want to use the magic on it?"

Enoch stopped the action of guiding the casting.

Just now, he was just a subconscious quality second company. After seeing the situation clearly, he instantly realized that he would definitely not be able to beat the monster in front of him.

So we must first stabilize him and tell Teacher Harry Potter and Professor Dumbledore about his return.

"Well, at least you still have basic judgment ability." Cedric nodded and waved the spell in his hand. Enoch did not continue to yell and rushed up to fight with him. He was very satisfied.

It seems that over the years, Hogwarts has indeed improved the teaching methods, otherwise Enoch would not have survived on the battlefield.

Of course, I have my own contribution here.

"Sit down and have something to eat, and then talk about it after you have something to do." Cedric said.

Enoch hesitated for a moment, slowly pulled open the chair and sat down.

When Madame Diggory saw her eldest son say a few words, she settled the younger son and happily filled everyone's cup with red wine.

Lan Yan and his companions trembled all over excitedly.

The boss’s mother poured red wine for herself. How should she brag about it with restraint after she returned?

"Eat more, this is made by your elder brother."

Hearing his mother's words, Enoch's hand holding the knife and fork was slightly hesitant. Although he compromised for the sake of stabilizing the other party for the time being, he would never eat the food made by the "witch traitor" who abandoned his family.

Mrs. Diggory uncovered the cover of Enoke, and a chaotic light of Hongmeng filled Enoke's eyes, and there was nothing else.
Chapter completed!