HP Approaches the Magic World

Harry felt his feet hit the ground. The injury on his leg had not yet healed. When the pain came over, his strength relaxed for a moment, and the trophy in his hand fell to the ground.

Beside him is Cedric.

Who knows where they were transported to.

He was about to take two steps forward with his partner Cedric when he saw an inexplicable black shadow, followed by a flash of green light, and Cedric fell to the ground.

Just now, he heard the sound of Avada's Kedavra.

For an endless second, Harry stared blankly at Cedric's face, looking at his expressionless face and lifeless gray pupils, which looked like those of an abandoned house.

The windows are empty and lifeless.

His mouth was half open, looking a little surprised. It was obvious that he had not expected the danger in front of him to kill him.

But death is a sudden thing, so who can predict it?

Harry felt that his brain could not accept the scene in front of him, because apart from feeling a little unbelievable, he felt nothing at all.

Until he was dragged up.

He quickly saw clearly the scene before him, as well as the sudden appearance of Peter Pettigrew, but he didn't care about this because Cedric's body lay twenty feet away and his wand was missing.

At Cedric's feet, a little further away, is the Triwizard Cup that reflects the starlight and shines brightly.

The bundle brought by Peter Pettigrew, which Harry guessed was a baby, was also placed nearby, under the tomb not far away, and seemed restless.

When Harry stared at that thing, he suddenly felt his scar burning and hurting again.

Then he heard a sound beside him, and when he looked down, he saw a very huge python, snaking and swimming on the weeds, circling around the tombstone.

He began to calm himself down, thinking about whether there was any way to get out of here? At the same time, he accepted whatever might happen now.

What happened next was obviously beyond what he could bear.

Because he saw Peter Pettigrew tearing apart the bundle on the ground and revealing what was inside.

Inside was a slimy, eyeless, ugly thing—ugly was an overstatement. It looked like a full-color baby, but it had no hair, had scales on its body, and had dark skin.

Red, like injured tender meat that is growing outward.

The most terrifying thing is that he has a flat snake face.

He suddenly had a very ominous premonition in his heart, but this premonition was immediately changed by Peter Pettigrew's actions.

Peter Pettigrew's voice began to surround him from all directions.

“Boher unknowingly given you will renew your son.

(Father's bones, accidentally donated, can regenerate your son.)

Flesh of the servan willingly given you will revive your master.

(The flesh of your servant, donated voluntarily, can bring about the rebirth of your master.)

Blood of the enemy for you will resurrect your foe.

(The blood of your enemy, forced to give, can resurrect your enemy.)"

Harry couldn't do anything because he was tied too tightly. He could only struggle desperately there, trying to break free of the ropes that tied him, but it was to no avail. The sharp spikes of the dagger still irritated his arms.

Bend, the blood lay down along with the torn roar, and was collected into a small glass bottle.

There was only helpless mourning in his heart.

But this kind of prayer has no effect at all.

The crucible began to boil.

A stream of white steam rose up from inside, covering everything in front of Harry. He could see nothing but a vast expanse of white steam.

But soon, through the white mist in front of him, he watched with horror the black figure of a man rising from the dry pot.

Like a skeleton, tall and thin.

"Get me dressed."

The cold, sharp voice said from behind the steam.

Then he stepped out of the cauldron and walked up to Harry.

Staring at Harry with those weird eyes.

Harry saw the face that had been appearing in his nightmares for three years. It was far more bizarre and terrifying than the one in his dreams, and it proved a fact that was very difficult for him to accept.

Voldemort is resurrected.

…

Time goes back five minutes.

Hogwarts, training ground.

The cabin that had not been inhabited for a long time did not become dusty because of the absence of the owner. The magic circle that remained here still diligently cleaned everything here and kept it clean.

The most important thing is the ancient tree not far from here, which is responsible for carrying the passage between the magic network and the magic fairy castle.

When Jon's first ray of power escaped from the passage, the old spider lurking deep in the forest woke up, and then the magic web stored in his body jumped out, using a very strange force from the void.

Arriving near Jon at a rapid speed.

After Jon's absence for so long, he has made great progress and is as smart as a toddler.

This is of course thanks to Grindelwald's help.

When Jon walked out of the passage, he immediately heard a voice coming from a distance.

Also, he saw the torrent of information that was constantly being refreshed in the magic network in front of him, all of which reflected the extremely large number of new things happening around Hogwarts.

What time is it now?

He reached out and touched the magic net. Strangely enough, he could actually touch the outline of the magic net.

This is of course thanks to his current body. After adding Helga's divine power, the bloodline belonging to Helga in his body has flourished again. Blackbird's power is vaguely at a disadvantage. I am not at sea.

Having made enough progress, I'm afraid it's Helga's bloodline that has the upper hand now.

However, he has gained a lot this time, and the two bloodlines in his body are in a strange combination.

Just like a bird that has been flying for a long time, it will definitely find a tree to rest for a while. The black bird in his body originally lived in his soul, guarding the traces of laws from the will of the world, but now it has spread its power into

The trend in the bloodline is combined with the World Tree.

a good thing.

Waving his hand, Jon asked the magic net to return to the depths of the Forbidden Forest and wait. Jon waved his hand and sent out a message, notifying Stephen to come to the hut.

Then he took two steps forward and walked from the void to the hut.

After his strength has been elevated to this status, he has become infinitely close to the realm of the legendary wizard, so he can float stably in the void even without using magic.

Counting the lives he burned, he is now a twenty-year-old pseudo-legendary wizard.