Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Most of the miscellaneous soldiers on the field had been cleared away, leaving only the Death Eaters who had already run to the edge of the battlefield to watch the battle.

But the expressions on Harry's and Voldemort's faces were completely opposite.

Voldemort, who had lost a large number of followers and servants, had a wild and cruel smile on his face, as if he had seen some great joy.

However, the expression on Harley's face, which had just caused a lot of damage to the enemy, was not much relaxed. She still held the wand tightly and stood ready.

It seems that you chose the third ending and personally improved this magic to its strongest level, Harry Potter.

Voldemort did not take action immediately. Instead, he lengthened his tone and waved his wand gracefully.

I have to say that at this point, you are much better than that old guy Dumbledore.

If it were him, he would only be merciful and try hard to keep these werewolves and goblins alive.

So you will never reach the height of Professor Dumbledore in your lifetime. Harry tilted his head and smiled, mocking unceremoniously.

Ha! Voldemort looked at Harry, as if he had heard some super funny joke,

This sentence is more convincing to my Death Eaters than it is to you.

When you slaughtered these werewolves and goblins before, I didn't see you showing mercy.

Guess...if I gave this memory to Dumbledore, what would he think of you?

Before he finished speaking, Voldemort suddenly struck the void with his wand.

Enough with the nonsense, the magic is finally fully prepared, let's start the main meal!

In an instant, the originally quiet gray-white mist seemed to be rioting, coming like a wave.

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The North Sea, the underground cells deep in Azkaban.

In the cell on the deepest level, Bellatrix Lestrange was carving numbers on the ground with her fingernails to calculate the time she would be held in prison and the time it would take for Peter Pettigrew to escape.

The other prisoners were also leaning against the wall with dull eyes, motionless.

No one spoke. After all, they had stayed in this ghost place for almost thirteen years.

Everyone has finished chatting about information that can be exchanged and does not need to be kept confidential.

Besides, everyone hasn't had a full meal in a long time. If you have the energy to chat, you might as well save some energy so that you can survive the next round of dementors' meals more comfortably.

Suddenly, all the Death Eaters opened their eyes, with expressions of confusion, surprise, and excitement on their faces.

A few Death Eaters even howled, covering the mark with all their strength, and kneading it continuously.

They felt the call of the mark on their arms, and felt the call of their master.

More importantly, it means the master is back!

It's a pity that I am trapped in this ghost place and cannot go forward. Otherwise, this group of Death Eaters would definitely rush over immediately and lie respectfully at Voldemort's feet.

He's back! Rodolphus Lestrange was the first to roar excitedly, He's finally back!

We won't stay in this damn place much longer! After all, our master...

Before he finished speaking, a severed nail hit Rodolphus hard on the head.

Shut up, you idiot! Bellatrix yelled at her husband fiercely, without caring about the relationship between the two.

Don't say a word here! He must gather strength before he can come to save us!

Before this, no one is allowed to reveal his existence! The Ministry of Magic cannot be alerted!

The Death Eaters exchanged glances, all affirming Bellatrix's statement.

As a result, silence returned to the cell, and the Death Eaters continued to close their eyes as before, conserving their energy.

Of course, occasionally there will be people who can't help but raise the corners of their mouths and reveal excited smiles.

But this tranquility did not last long. Soon, the Death Eaters opened their eyes again.

But this time their faces were no longer excited, but full of fear.

Because everyone can clearly feel that something is shaking and struggling underground, as if it wants to break out of the ground.

No one knew what was going on, but everyone was praying that it wouldn't be an earthquake.

They did not believe that Aurors would rush down the stairs to save themselves during an earthquake, and they did not want to die in an ordinary earthquake on the eve of their freedom.

Only Bellatrix vaguely thought of something, with a bit of uncertainty in her eyes.

At the stairs to the underground cell on the last floor of Azkaban Prison, the stairs do not reach the end here.

Around a corner, there is another flight of stairs going down.

It's just that that section of the stairs was blocked by the Magic Council who originally discovered this place with extremely powerful spells and magic items. No one can go down.

But now, that layer of magic is constantly blooming, as if it wants to seal something.

Under the magic, there is a river that is constantly running and exuding gray-white mist.

Occasionally, a ray of gray-white mist accidentally hits the magic barrier, which will cause the barrier to make an overwhelmed creaking sound.

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At this time, in the cemetery, the endless aura of death burst out instantly, rushing towards Harry.

Harry raised his hand to use his extraordinary ability, but suddenly found that he couldn't lift his hand.

Hahahaha, do you feel restrained? Do you feel restrained by the rules?

Voldemort noticed this detail with his sharp eyes and suddenly laughed to the sky.

What did you do... Harley was about to ask, but she had already found the answer on her own.

...I see, is this why the parchment in the Goblet of Fire originally said 'Azkaban Harry Potter'?

Yes, it seems you have discovered it too. Voldemort laughed unbridledly.

It doesn't matter if I tell you, you're going to die anyway!

When I was struggling in the magical world and strengthening myself by constantly learning various knowledge, I also used forbidden black magic to sneak into Azkaban.

The cells there are divided into above-ground and underground cells. The lower the cells are, the more serious the crimes are.

And at the end of the stairs in the last cell underground, there is another staircase blocked by a variety of magic compounds.

I tried my best to bypass the magic blockade and successfully saw the scene behind the stairs -

That river exudes boundless darkness and death! It is extremely dark and full of death. I don't know where it comes from, and I don't know where it is going!

I even saw souls circling and floating in it! I believe it must be the legendary River Styx!

And I also understood a lot of things on that river, and from then on I walked further on the road to death than anyone else!

The legendary River Styx taught me how to live forever! And I will repay him and become the new God of Death! Immortal!

At this time, Voldemort's eyes were full of fanaticism, as if he were the most devout fanatic, but he also seemed to be the most sinful blasphemer.

Of the three pieces of parchment that popped out of the Goblet of Fire, the one with 'Azkaban' written on it was my handwriting.

And the ancient contract of the Goblet of Fire is paired with my curse magic. Especially this curse is combined with the soul curse I learned from the wailing sound directed at the soul in the blood of the unicorn!

So you are now closely connected with Azkaban and the river below Azkaban, from soul to body!

As long as you modify the magic a little, you will be dragged down and imprisoned by the power of Azkaban! After all, it is a prison!

So... please enjoy the feeling of powerlessness as the power of death covers your body bit by bit!

At the same time, please feel honored. The great Dark Lord will make good use of your body and go further on the road to immortality!

Harley didn't answer, just let the gray-white mist wrap around herself.

These gases continued to spread, eroding bit by bit, and even penetrated into Harley's heart.

And in the heart of Harley, there was an extra ring at some point.

The black resurrection stone on the ring was sparkling, constantly swallowing up the gray-white mist.

At the same time, an invisibility cloak also appeared on the inside of Harley's robe. The cloak also swallowed up the gray-white mist, seeming to compete with the Resurrection Stone for food.

Harley's face seemed to be full of pain and despair, but the corners of her mouth were quietly raised.

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Voldemort was full of expectations and kept waving his wand for micro-control, hoping to speed up the erosion of Harry by the power of death as much as possible.

And the Harley in front of him was also very cooperative with him, constantly letting out shrill screams.

But Voldemort couldn't figure out why this damn Harry Potter could still stand firmly in place?

If it were him, Voldemort felt that even after being transformed by various black magic, he would already be unable to bear it.

Why is this Harry Potter not obviously hurt even though she looks in pain?

Finally, Voldemort fully realized that something was not quite right, and something seemed to have gone wrong.

He immediately made a decisive decision, wanting to stop the magic and control the power of death to leave Harley.

Wait until you observe clearly what happened before making next steps.

But something happened that frightened Voldemort. He suddenly lost control of the magic that enveloped the entire cemetery!

Now Voldemort could only watch helplessly as the gray-white mist continued to rush towards Harry desperately.

And Harry also stopped wailing, but continued to absorb the mist, and even had time to show a kind smile to Voldemort.

Voldemort immediately realized what had happened - his control over magic had been taken away by Harley at some point!

Before he had time to think, Voldemort slashed downwards with the wand in his hand.

The dark and fierce fire that had been hovering around the body for a long time received the order at the same time, and bit towards Harley together.

Several dazzling green lights also flew out from Voldemort's wand, weaving into a large net composed of the Death Curse in mid-air, covering all the open space around Harry.

But Harry didn't even bother to build a defense. The gray-white mist that came in only fluctuated for a moment before swallowing up all Voldemort's magic.

The gray-white mist dissipated, and the original Harley could no longer withstand the pressure brought by the flow of the River of Eternal Darkness, and directly collapsed into magic power.

Where she stood, Harley's body was smiling, gently rubbing the ring on her finger.

Thank you for your gift, dear Senior Riddle. Harry nodded towards Voldemort, whose face was filled with shock and anger.

The magic you arranged in advance is really useful, but now, it is mine.

Voldemort had no time to think or refute, and a large black flame exploded from his body.

In the flames, Voldemort turned into a black mist, wrapped up the big snake named Nagini that was entangled on the ground not far away, and then flew rapidly in the sky toward the cemetery.

Harry looked at Voldemort's back in the sky and couldn't help but shake his head.

Senior Riddle, you don’t really think you can escape so easily, do you?

The magic mirror rose, and a black light instantly spit out from it, spanning half of the sky and penetrating the fog.

Ah——! A shrill scream with a long tail sounded, and the black mist briefly transformed into a human form.

Voldemort spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, but did not dare to stop at all, and immediately turned back into mist and continued to escape.

As for the big snake, it was even well protected by Voldemort and did not suffer any harm.

It's no wonder that Voldemort escaped so quickly. After all, the magic prepared in the cemetery was arranged by Voldemort himself. He naturally knew how powerful it was.

In a one-on-one situation, Voldemort still has the confidence to suppress Harry.

But if he loses this magic, Voldemort really can't guarantee that he can beat the damn Harry Potter.

And Harley did not try her best to stop Voldemort from escaping.

Although if she wanted to, she could use the darkness and secrecy to prevent Voldemort from finding his way forward by activating the magic mirror's extraordinary ability.

Or use a mirror to open the mirror space in advance, waiting for Voldemort to escape into the mirror, or prevent him from escaping.

Voldemort himself did not master the magic of entering and exiting the mirror space at will, and there seemed to be no relevant knowledge in the wizarding world.

When you get to your home court, don't you have the final say on how you want to play with Senior Riddle?

But what's the use?

Not to mention that he hadn't found all the Horcruxes yet, so it would be difficult to kill him completely.

Even if this soul fragment is forcibly destroyed, he can still rebuild his body with other Horcruxes.

Voldemort himself is of great use to Harry.

You know, the silver test tube that Harry gave to Voldemort was not his own blood, but a special liquid blended with various extraordinary knowledge in occult science and a variety of rare materials.

As for the concept of blood of the enemy, you only need to add some power from the form of mythical creatures to the blood.

So now, Voldemort has a time bomb buried in his body.

As long as Harley snaps her fingers, there will be a boom sound, causing him to explode directly and turn into beautiful flesh and blood fireworks.

And Harley can also use this as a foundation to continuously erode Voldemort and affect his thinking to a certain extent.

Even if Voldemort is resurrected and doesn't pay much attention to a waste like Peter Pettigrew, so what if Peter Pettigrew can't get more information?

Wouldn't it be more accurate to get the information directly from Voldemort? More convenient?

As for the problem of being discovered... Harley, who will be promoted to an angel tonight, feels that if she can spy on other people's memories at the angel level and be discovered by a wizard and demigod, then she will not live.

It’s so fucking embarrassing to Angel!

Of course, Voldemort cannot be allowed to escape so smoothly, otherwise Voldemort himself will probably be suspicious.

So Harry also rewarded him with a piercing attack formed by Dark Control when he escaped, just to collect some interest from Voldemort first.

I hope Senior Riddle likes it.

After taking care of Senior Riddle, Harley turned to look at the large group of sweaty Death Eaters at the edge of the cemetery.

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...(End of chapter)