Sorcerer Supreme at Hogwarts (English Versión)-Chapter 141: ready

"What's happening?" Ludo asked as he looked around, seeking answers from the school heads while everyone began to speak with concern.

"Maybe the Portkey has a malfunction," Amelia said quickly.

Meanwhile, Perenelle approached Stephen with some concern. But before she could speak, Stephen was urging Tony to make use of a backup camera Harry had.

Then the image returned to the screen.

And everyone saw that Harry had been moved to a different place. But now he was in a graveyard surrounded by people pointing their wands at him.

"You have to go help him right now," Perenelle said quickly to the Flamel brothers.

"Yes. It looks like the bad guys need all the help they can get," Tony said as he looked at the screen with a smile.

Harry was fighting epically against about ten people while dodging spells. Then, a spear of light formed in his hand, and he threw it at one of them.

Without stopping, he used his wand to cast the Accio spell to pull the cup toward him, but one of the dark wizards quickly halted its progress.

So Harry pulled out a light sword and cut through several spells directed at him.

Then he raised his wand, pointing at where three dark wizards were, and cast an arrow spell, quickly followed by a duplication spell, causing a rain of arrows to fall upon them. Only one managed to protect himself in time, while the others ended up looking like human pincushions, screaming in pain.

"Wow!"

"Awesome, Harry, defeat them!"

"That's the way, Harry!"

Meanwhile, everyone in the Hogwarts stands was watching with excitement as Harry demonstrated skillful mastery, combining Hogwarts magic with Eldritch magic. Not only that, but he also showed great skill in body movement and accuracy.

At that point, the dark wizards started trying new tactics, attempting to trap Harry with earth or chains. But Harry dodged them by rolling on the ground, and while on his knees, he created several daggers which he threw with both hands, stabbing the legs of several dark wizards.

Seeing that only about three of them could still fight, Harry quickly cast a Stupefy spell that split into three and hit the remaining ones, knocking them out at once.

"Sigh..." Harry, slightly exhausted, raised his wand, pointing it at the cup not far away to return. Then he felt something cut his leg.

"Ouch! What...?" Harry said as he looked down and saw a very familiar rat running with a dagger in its mouth.

Harry quickly raised his wand to attack that rat, but five Death Eaters appeared right in his path, making him stop to look at them.

"I already defeated ten of you. Five more doesn't make much of a difference," Harry said bravely.

But these wizards were not there to fight Harry; they were there to create a shield to protect what was behind them. And they did so quickly.

Drawing Harry's attention, he saw that they were protecting a large cauldron while the rat transformed into Peter Pettigrew, who frantically threw a bunch of ingredients into the pot, terrified that Harry would interrupt him.

"Tsk. I don't know what you're planning, but I'll stop you right now," Harry said as he pulled out a golden sword made of magic and quickly stabbed it into the ground.

This caused the earth to move, throwing the Death Eaters off balance. Then Harry launched his sword, seeing that there was a gap between their shields, aiming right at Peter Pettigrew's arm, cutting it off, and it fell directly into the cauldron.

"Tsk, this fool," Stephen said as he raised his hands to create a portal.

"What's that?" Fred shouted as he looked at Harry's screen, where Bellatrix Lestrange appeared holding something in her arms.

"A pretty deformed baby," Wanda said with interest.

"Let's go," Stephen said as he opened a portal near where Harry was, and everyone quickly entered, including the Weasley twins, who were quite interested in the fight.

Just as Perenelle and Nicolas were about to enter, someone behind them spoke.

"Sorry, but you cannot interfere with the current situation," said an elderly voice behind them.

Nicolas and Perenelle turned to see an old man who seemed almost the same age as Dumbledore, who had appeared suddenly without anyone noticing. Even now, standing in front of them with a high level of mana radiating from his body, it seemed that no one noticed him. They both saw the familiar crest on his chest and looked at him seriously.

"Lunavestra, those are my grandchildren. You don't decide whether I can interfere or not," Perenelle said quickly while drawing her wand.

"I'm not here to fight you. They have a mission to fulfill, and today is the day that mission begins," the man said as he started to fade away like mist.

Meanwhile, people were watching Harry's screen in fear, recognizing the person who emerged from the cauldron and screaming in terror.

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"What's happening?" Tony asked Stephen, who was looking where his portal had been before.

"Nothing," Stephen replied while thinking for a second and then directing his gaze toward Harry.

"Should we intervene?" Natasha quickly asked, preparing to fight.

"No. This is Harry's task. Only if he's in real danger," Stephen said.

"Aah, Harry is going to have all the fun," Fred said quickly.

"Hey, this bald guy looks familiar," George said, looking at the man emerging from the cauldron.

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"Aaah, Wormtail, my wand," Voldemort said while looking at Harry with interest.

Wormtail quickly handed him a wand while clutching his missing arm in pain.

"Raise your arm," Voldemort said quickly.

"M-Master... Thank you, Master," Wormtail said with joy as he raised his bloodied arm.

"The other arm, you fool," Voldemort snapped.

Wormtail paused for a moment but quickly raised his other arm, the one with the snake mark.

Just as Voldemort was about to touch the mark with his wand, a dagger came flying toward him, forcing him to dodge.

"Harry, didn't they teach you to respect when someone is busy?" Voldemort said quickly, looking at Harry, who stood on guard, filled with rage as he glared at Voldemort.

"Aaah, Master, I'll take care of him," Bellatrix said angrily, glaring at Harry.

"No. Call the others," Voldemort said as he eyed the glowing sword in Harry's hands.

"So, you're skilled with that magic too. You know, ever since we first saw it, we knew it would be a big problem..." As Voldemort spoke, he felt something strange in his body. He raised his hands and was surprised to see them wrinkling rapidly, as if he were aging at an exaggerated speed.

"Wormtail, what did you do?" Voldemort shouted quickly, turning to look at Peter, who was trembling with fear.

"N-Nothing, my lord. I just followed the steps you told me," Wormtail replied hastily.

Voldemort, furious, turned to look at Harry"or more precisely, at his leg, which still had traces of glowing red blood filled with magic.

"Your blood... What the hell is in your blood?" Voldemort said, realizing something was very wrong.

"It looks like my blood is similar to that of unicorns. Once taken by force, it brings a great curse," Harry said mockingly as he watched Voldemort age faster with every passing second. "Ironic for someone who wanted to live forever," he added sarcastically, watching him wither away.

"Where are the others?" Voldemort asked quickly, realizing they were not responding to the call, and feeling his body grow weaker and weaker.

"I don't know, my lord. The call is in the sky," Bellatrix replied, her voice trembling with fear.

"Did they betray me...? Puff"" Voldemort was roaring in fury when a completely black hand emerged from his chest, holding his still-beating heart. "What?" Voldemort said, looking at his own heart in shock.

"Master!" Bellatrix screamed, but a multitude of black spikes shot up from the ground, impaling her from all directions. "M-Master..." As she stared at her master, she died.

Peter acted quickly, transforming into a rat to try to escape, but a black panther appeared in an instant and swallowed him whole.

"What?" Harry said, startled by everything that was happening.

Meanwhile, the other brothers quickly emerged from where they were, staring at Harry. They observed the new arrival, who seemed even more dangerous than Voldemort, especially since everything around him was dying rapidly. Even the mana seemed to be crying for help, and the light appeared to flee or be devoured by his mere presence.

"Oh, what a rarity. Splitting his soul into so many parts and still retaining some sanity. As the creator of that magic, I don't know how to feel about it," said the figure wrapped in darkness as he withdrew his hand from Voldemort's chest and looked at the heart with interest. Then, he took a bite as if it were an apple. "Mmm. Not a bad meal after so many years of imprisonment," he said calmly.

Meanwhile, in different parts of England, objects containing pieces of Voldemort's soul exploded, destroying everything around them.

"Excuse me, but you interrupted the final battle against my brother's villain," Tony said quickly as he stared at the new guy.

Then, the man turned to look at the others. From all the darkness surrounding him, one thing was immediately noticeable: the bright blue eyes that were very familiar to the Flamel siblings.