Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Amanta's eyes snapped open.

She stood in front of a large stained mirror, which vaguely reflected a row of single wooden doors with peeling paint. All the light came from a few burning candle heads on the wall brackets, making the walls look extremely gloomy.

...? Where is this? Why is she here?

No, the environment here seems familiar. She looked around again and confirmed her guess. This is... a bathroom, even a bathroom at Hogwarts.

The structure of this place is exactly the same as the girls' bathroom she usually goes to, but it is extremely dilapidated and seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

Abandoned bathroom...

She suddenly realized that she was in the abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor, Moaning Myrtle's favorite place to stay.

Why was she here? Wasn't she just in the Shrieking Shack with Sparlow and Peter Pettigrew?

And the things that just happened, that woman, those scenes, and herself who has grown up...is it a dream?

"..."

There were so many things to think about, and she had to take them one by one.

First, she raised her hand and looked at it with some concern, and it was not transparent.

Well, he was not dead, nor was he a ghost. This instantly made her feel much more at ease.

Her last memory was... Peter Pettigrew slashing her shoulder with a knife and taping Tom Riddle's diary to her wound.

The diary was absorbing her blood at a rapid rate. The Horcrux must have stolen her life force—sucked some of its power from her blood.

She subconsciously reached out and touched the wound on her shoulder - strange, it didn't hurt at all?

She unbuttoned a button of her shirt and put her hand through the collar.

There were no wounds on the shoulder.

Was it a healing spell? In short, it couldn't have been a dream. The pain and Peter Pettigrew's hideous laughter were all vivid in my mind.

She thought about it carefully, and then... she came to that strange place and met that woman... Livia?

This name seems familiar, wait——

She gasped, remembering Dumbledore mentioning this.

Wasn't that her mother's name? She tried to remember everything she had experienced in her dream.

…She was almost certain that the woman was her mother. Whether it was the ancient surroundings or the fact that the woman looked 70% similar to her.

She seemed to have arrived at that era in the form of a soul, and was brought by Livia to... a world that was suspected to be the future.

What did Livia mean by the end of everything? What did that mean? Was it the future? Was it her end, or the end of this world?

There are too many questions that have not been answered.

But what is certain is that her mother seems to be able to use a kind of magic with predictive power.

Did she foresee everything that would happen hundreds of years later?

The scenes that Livia took her to see... the ferocious flames, the burned villages, and also, she saw herself several years later and - those two corpses, were they Harry and Draco?

Because of her arrival, will this world line eventually be destroyed?

Leading to the deaths of Harry and Draco...

What did her mother want her to do by letting her see all this?

Amanta thought about it and couldn't help but take a step closer to the mirror, wanting to take a good look at herself in the mirror... Is that girl really her future self?

But as soon as she took a step forward, she realized that her foot suddenly kicked something uneven.

…? Why did it feel like I kicked something?

Amanta was startled and took a step back.

She lowered her head and looked carefully, and saw a person lying on the dark and damp floor.

It was Harry who had a terrified look on his face, frozen stiff without blinking - no one needed to tell him, one could tell at a glance that he had been cast under the petrification spell.

She was even more confused about the current situation.

Who cast the petrification spell on Harry, her?

A horrifying thought unfolded in her mind - could it be that Riddle had been controlling her body during this time?

Since Riddle came here, he must want to open the secret room. If she remembered correctly, the sink... is the entrance to the secret room.

She quickly looked towards the sink.

Good, the entrance to the secret room has not been opened yet.

But no matter what - she glanced at the poor Harry lying on the floor, and decided to rescue Harry from the petrification spell first.

"Finite Incantatem."

A spell was cast.

Harry blinked and suddenly found he could move.

"Harry, could you--"

Amanta had barely begun to speak when Harry, lying on the ground, quickly pulled out his wand from his trouser pocket.

He pointed his wand at Amanta, shouting in panic: "Expelliarmus! Stupefy! Impedimenta—"

He shouted several spells in succession, using almost everything their SO group had learned during this period.

Fortunately, Amanta had been on guard against Harry's sudden attack.

"Protego——"

She cast an Shield Charm to block all of Harry's spells.

Harry gritted his teeth, rolled up from the ground, pointed his wand at her and circled around her.

"Harry, listen to me—"

"I have nothing to say to you!" Harry interrupted her rudely. "Expelliarmus!"

"…Protego."

Amanta had to use the Armor Spell to block his spell again.

But Harry didn't give her any chance to speak at all, he couldn't wait to cast all the spells he knew at her.

"..."Amanta reluctantly launched an active attack on him.

"Impedimenta!"