Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Chapter 348 Voldemort: Snape, you are responsible for assassinating Harry Potter!

You are indeed guilty.

Looking at Snape kneeling under him, Voldemort's voice seemed to be sarcastic and mocking,

When the great Dark Lord called for his servants, you failed to come immediately.

For this reason alone, you deserve death.

But the Dark Lord is kind. He chose to give you a chance to decide your own destiny with your own hands -

Whether it's life or death, whether you fall into the pain of being burned by the Fire Curse or the eternal peace brought by the Death Curse, it's all up to you to decide.

Master, please allow me to explain to you. Snape's voice was slightly trembling.

The reason why I am late tonight is because I want to complete the task you assigned me back then.

Oh? Go on! Voldemort showed an interested look on his face, Stand up, I allow you to stand up and report to me.

Snape hurriedly got up from the ground. He didn't have time to clean up the dust on his body, and immediately lowered his head:

Master, I wonder if you still remember the order you gave me back then?

Under your order, I surrendered to Dumbledore disguised as a traitor, but in fact I was lurking beside Dumbledore as a spy.

In the past ten years, even though you, master, have disappeared, I am still performing this task conscientiously. I hope that one day when you return, my efforts will be effective.

And now, I have indeed done it. I have brought you a lot of information about Dumbledore over the past ten years...

Although Avada Kedavra could fall on him at any time, Snape still did not panic at all.

He explained his experiences over the years in a clear and logical manner, and responded flexibly to Voldemort's various questions.

...So now, my master, Dumbledore and Fudge have basically turned against each other, and they should just have to break up.

Although Fudge chose to take Crabbe and the others back, nominally for interrogation, I think he would probably release the living people and minimize the problem.

After Snape finished telling all the truthful and verifiable information he knew that could be disclosed, he stopped talking and stood aside respectfully.

Not bad, not bad. After hearing this, Voldemort clapped his hands gently, with a rare smile on his face.

This can be said to be the only good news I heard after my resurrection.

As expected, you are more useful, Severus. At least you are much better than those other losers who fail to achieve anything and fail more than they do.

Then Master, what should I do next?

Continue to lurk and wait for my instructions. Facing this useful subordinate, Voldemort's voice began to become gentle.

Since that old fool Dumbledore still trusts you, then we must make good use of his trust.

And Harry Potter, you are her Potions Professor, so you can definitely have regular contact with her...

Wait, let's assign a task first. If there is a good chance, Snape, you have to get rid of Harry or Dumbledore.

Snape's eyes widened as he looked at the land, his toes in his shoes gripped the ground hard, and his hands in his sleeves instantly clenched into fists.

However, he still forcibly used Occlumency to eliminate all distracting thoughts in his mind, so that his body could relax, and he met Voldemort's eyes expressionlessly:

Master... Harry Potter and I... I don't have a good relationship with her.

Because all the wizards were saying that it was her who caused you to lose your power.

So after she started school, I kept using the school rules to lock her up, even for two full semesters a year.

So she definitely doesn't like me and is always wary of me.

Voldemort was still pacing back and forth, but stopped immediately after hearing Snape's words.

Who allowed you to make your own decisions? Voldemort's eyes turned cold again, The order I gave you was just to lurk.

Snape was already accustomed to Voldemort's moody behavior. At this time, he did not dare to express his anger and just continued to lower his head.

Forget it, go back first, don't be suspected because you have been out for too long, then the gain will outweigh the loss.

Voldemort suddenly sighed, waved his hand, and asked Snape to leave quickly, without even rearranging the task.

Although he was a little surprised that he was not tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, Snape immediately followed Voldemort's instructions and disappeared.

Voldemort did not leave immediately, but looked into the distance in a daze. Finally he shook his head slightly:

Strange, I was obviously thinking that no matter what reason Severus gave, I was going to hit him with the Cruciatus Curse.

What happened to me just now? Why didn't I do anything?

Notice this something wrong, and then think of the illusion and unreality that occasionally occurs after my resurrection.

Voldemort suddenly became suspicious, wondering if there was something wrong with his resurrection magic.

It seems I need to go back and check. Voldemort's iconic cold expression reappeared on his face.

This is my first time using resurrection magic, so I'd better be cautious.

Thinking of this, Voldemort no longer hesitated and immediately turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared.

But everything was not over. After a moment, a golden figure condensed out of thin air and landed steadily on the ground.

He squatted down and gently touched the ground where Voldemort had stood barefoot before, as if he was feeling something.

At the same time, the golden face showed a look that seemed to be crying and smiling:

Have you been influenced? It seems like a suitable partner, or a bait. We will meet officially soon, number four.

He turned into a golden light and shadow, merged into the clouds, and chased in the direction where Voldemort left.

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In the principal's office, Harry had finished talking to Professor Dumbledore and left the principal's office.

To Harry's surprise, Professor Dumbledore's expression was unusually calm when he heard that Harry had accidentally eliminated all the werewolves and goblins who were surrounding her.

Even when Harley defeated Voldemort alone, Professor Dumbledore did not suffer any mood swings.

Professor Dumbledore just smiled and said that he understood, and then hoped that Harry could accompany Sirius and Hermione -

These Harley's relatives were already worried about Harley's safety after an accident occurred on the referee's bench.

And when the professors announced that they had not found Harley in the maze, they became even more anxious.

If Professor Dumbledore hadn't stopped him, Sirius might have taken his wand to find trouble with Fudge——

He believes that the danger in the Six Wizards Tournament is definitely the fault of the Minister of Magic!

The Great Hall was empty, and the students of Hogwarts were in their common rooms.

Teachers and students from other magic schools returned to their respective places. Apparently Professor McGonagall gave a reply that everyone felt was reasonable.

As for the outcome of the top six competition, other schools also admitted defeat and were convinced.

After all, when Harry went to the principal's office earlier, he walked through the entire auditorium holding the trophy.

And her overwhelmingly high scores in the first two projects... Forget it, it's better not to make yourself uncomfortable.

When Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room, it was packed with people.

As soon as Harry got out of the doorway, he was knocked to the ground by Hermione rushing towards him.

And Hermione didn't say anything, she just lay on top of Harry and hugged Harry tightly, which made Harry feel a little scared.

Harry was prepared for Hermione to be scolded. After all, when he was in first grade, he was scolded by Hermione and hoped that Harry would not take risks alone.

But this time, there was only joy in Hermione's voice, a slightly trembling and fearful joy:

Harry, you're okay, you're back safely...it's great...it's great...

Hermione, I was just sent to another place by the door key that was arranged in advance. Harry said helplessly.

I have only faced a few less dangerous dark wizards, so don't worry about me...

How can you not be worried? Before Harry could finish speaking, Hermione blocked her mouth with her left hand.

These people who set up traps dared to use the Death Curse on Professor Dumbledore in the referee's seat! How can this not be dangerous?

Harry, when I saw Barty Crouch using the Cruciatus Curse and the Death Curse on the referee's bench, and finally burning himself with fire, I wasn't too worried.

But when you disappeared, I suddenly felt inexplicable fear.

I'm really afraid that you will also encounter a lunatic like Crouch who uses the Death Curse indiscriminately. I'm afraid that you will die unprepared...

Speaking of the latter part, Hermione's voice even sounded a little crying.

Harry patted Hermione's back gently and noticed the people gathered around her, looking at her classmates with concern.

Sirius and Professor Lupin, who were standing at the outermost edge of the crowd with childlike smiles on their faces, suddenly realized what they had overlooked.

Perhaps he is very strong and has strange immortality and life-changing abilities, so he is fearless of everything and dares to take risks often.

But his relatives don't know.

They only knew that Harley was still a fourteen-year-old underage witch. Although she was highly skilled in magic, she would die if she encountered the Death Curse.

Every adventure he takes is just a trip without any danger in Harry's eyes.

But in the eyes of Hermione, Sirius and others who didn't know the truth, they were walking on a tightrope on a cliff. If they were not careful, they would be shattered into pieces.

This time, although he left a wand clone behind, he did not let her appear openly.

This clone is always hidden in the darkness of the maze, serving as a back-up for Harley, and also monitoring whether other Death Eaters appear.

In Harry's opinion, this was the best choice, but he forgot to consider the feelings of Hermione, Sirius, and Professor McGonagall in the principal's office, and ignored their tortured hearts.

Perhaps I should pay more attention to the people around me, a thought flashed through Harley's mind and was completely solidified in her heart.

When I completely ignore them, even if there is an anchor to maintain my humanity, these humanity will be as cold as divinity.

After Harry finally comforted Hermione, he quickly responded to the concerned classmates around him, and finally reported his safety to Sirius and Lupine.

When Harley showed a hint of fatigue, people around her immediately noticed this detail and stopped disturbing Harley's rest.

In their eyes, even the death curse appeared on the referee's bench, and Harley must have encountered more dangers.

Although it was gratifying that Harry had won the Six-wizard Tournament, the Gryffindors tacitly chose to postpone their celebrations and leave room for Harry to rest.

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At night, beside the cemetery in Little Hangleton.

Harry, who was supposed to be lying on the bed with Hermione in her octopus form, suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The cemetery below was still filled with gray fog. Fortunately, the surrounding Muggle expulsion spells were still firmly in effect, preventing the innocent poor people from Little Hangleton from entering here by mistake.

Harley fell straight down, closing her eyes at the same time and feeling carefully.

The undead souls of werewolves and goblins are still wailing, their souls tightly bound here by the power of the River of Eternal Darkness from an unknown source.

Although Voldemort was trying to complete his magic, he also did Harry a big favor.

The most correct ritual for becoming a Disaster Witch is to induce a disaster and actively destroy a city.

While causing the death of a large number of ordinary people, it also caused serious damage to buildings and various facilities, leaving a far-reaching impact.

Harley kept remembering and spreading her hands. A crystal clear piece with extraordinary characteristics that constantly shone with various colors of light appeared in her palm.

However, these werewolves and goblins have Sequence Five strength, and their quality is many times higher than that of ordinary people.

They were killed by the thundercloud disaster I created. In addition, this cemetery has been specialized and formed a large enough anchor point, which meets the requirements of the ceremony.

Angel on earth, witch of disaster... I'm really looking forward to it.

Harley didn't use any container, just controlled the breeze to make this piece of extraordinary properties float out of thin air.

A ball of the purest water instantly enveloped the extraordinary properties of the Disaster Witch, and the extraordinary properties melted instantly.

A large number of small bottles appeared behind Harley, and the stoppers jumped out automatically.

Magma gushes out instantly, a tornado emerges from the mouth of the bottle, the core of the earthquake vibrates suspended in mid-air, and a blizzard roars out...

All kinds of cores from natural disasters, vengeful spirit powders from ancient battlefields, and vengeful spirit graves that died due to natural disasters were all gathered together and blended into the potion.

Harley was extremely careful when completing this step.

Because these natural disasters are extremely important, their quality is related to the strength of the Disaster Witch.

If the quality of the collected natural disasters is high enough, it may even be possible to complete the digestion of the magic potion directly after taking it.

When the material comes into contact with the extraordinary properties, it dissipates instantly.

And these disasters seem to have been transferred to the inside of the potion——

At this time, the color of the potion is constantly changing, sometimes like a rushing tide, sometimes like terrifying magma.

Harry's eyes were firm and he did not hesitate because of the scary appearance of the potion.

She took off the white gloves that were magical items and gently held up the potion.

At this time, the potion was whistling like a strong wind, but it was still firmly bound in Harley's palm.

Harley took a deep breath, and the potion was instantly inhaled into her mouth.

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