Harry Potter : Reincarnated as The Greatest Wizard

Chapter 28 - Letter

Through the noise, he managed to pick up fragments of conversation."Tomorrow night… Charles… hahaha… make him look like a fool..."

The voices were quiet, and there were other sounds muffling the conversation, but Alex understood enough.

After listening for a few more minutes, Alex canceled the spell. The strain had already made him dizzy, but he had heard enough to piece things together. There were about five or six people inside. One of the voices belonged to Travers, a familiar face, though Alex couldn't identify the others. From what he gathered, they were plotting something—likely against Charles or someone from Gryffindor.

'Are they planning to start trouble at Hogwarts? With the headmaster out of the school so often, maybe they think it's a good time to stir things up.'

He didn't have the power to intervene directly in inter-house feuds, but since Charles was his friend, he decided he would warn him.

With that thought, Alex hurried on to the Great Hall.

When he arrived, dinner had already begun. He sat down at the Slytherin table and scanned the room. He noticed that several key members of the pure-blood families weren't present, which only confirmed his suspicions. Glancing over at the Gryffindor table, Alex saw Charles laughing with his friends.

After a short while, Alex noticed some of the missing Slytherins return to the hall, sitting down to eat as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, Charles and his friends were finishing their meals and preparing to leave. Seizing the opportunity, Alex quickly packed his things and left the hall ahead of them, positioning himself near the exit.

As expected, Charles and his group soon came out.

"Charles!" Alex called quietly.

When Charles saw him, he waved goodbye to his friends and walked over to Alex.

"What's up, Alex? Why all the hush?" Charles asked, clearly puzzled as Alex pulled him into a corner.

"I need to ask—do you have any plans for tomorrow night?" Alex whispered, watching Charles closely.

Charles hesitated, then replied, "Yeah, actually. It's one of our prefect's birthdays, so we're planning an adventure to the Astronomy Tower. Why?"

Alex's suspicions were confirmed. Travers and his group were likely planning to cause trouble for the Gryffindors during their celebration.

"Listen," Alex said urgently. "I overheard something—there might be trouble tomorrow night. I'd advise you to cancel your plans or at least warn your friends to be careful."

Charles stared at Alex, trying to process what he was hearing. He trusted Alex enough to take him seriously but wasn't sure how to react.

"Are you sure?"

Alex nodded. "Don't tell anyone you heard it from me, but just be careful."

With that, Alex turned and left before Charles could ask any more questions. He had done what he could. Whether Charles listened or not was up to him. After all, this was Hogwarts; Alex doubted anyone would actually be in life-threatening danger. If Gryffindor got themselves into trouble, they'd have to deal with the consequences.

Charles stood in the hallway for a moment, thinking hard about what Alex had said. He trusted Alex enough to know he wouldn't lie about something like this. With that in mind, he walked off to reconsider the next day's plans.

Meanwhile, Alex headed back to his dorm room, not bothering himself with the brewing inter-house conflicts. After his last class of the day, a dull History of Magic lesson, he sat down with the latest issue of The Daily Prophet to catch up on the outside world.

"It seems like the new Minister, Millicent Bagnold, is taking a strong stance," Alex murmured to himself as he read the front page. The Minister had made a public speech, vowing to fight against Voldemort and the Death Eaters. More controversially, he had granted Aurors permission to use Unforgivable Curses on Death Eaters.

'Looks like things are getting serious.'

Hogwarts might be peaceful for now, but the world outside was changing rapidly. The ongoing conflict between the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters was bound to escalate—Alex could sense it.

After closing The Daily Prophet, he leaned back in his chair, thinking. 'But for now, those troubles don't concern me. Without enough strength, all I can do is watch from the sidelines.'

After a few moments, Alex put the newspaper aside, ready to dive back into his spell re

Take care, and try not to get yourself hexed,

Alex."