People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

The Grangers have now relocated to Diagon Alley, the former site of London's Diagon Alley.

This is still [unplottable].

[Unplottable] is a method used to hide an area of ​​the world.

Unmappable places are either not directly visible or simply cannot be marked on a map.

The one in Diagon Alley in London is naturally the former, but it is also limited to Muggles.

After seeing the [Magic Kingdom] and meeting countless people from other worlds, Mr. Granger, who had always had a vague sense of superiority over the magic world and was proud of his identity as a dentist, immediately threw away his reserve and said, "I have been a person of the magic world for a long time!"

However, due to his pride as an old father and secretly not wanting to rely on his son-in-law Bagel, he chose to draw lots and settled down in Diagon Alley in London.

I didn’t move directly into the Magic Kingdom.

However, even so, the Ministry of Magic officials did not dare to ignore it and carefully selected a location in Diagon Alley.

"I'm still not used to it. Going home is like going to Gringotts." Hermione frowned.

In front of her was a snow-white building, and there were even two goblins in scarlet and gold-studded uniforms guarding the shiny bronze gate.

This is the Granger House today.

"Dad, you really should at least change the decoration."

The goblin named Griphook quickly flashed in front of the two and bowed, "Welcome home, Master Granger, Miss Granger."

The door opened in response.

Then there were two crisp crackling sounds.

It was Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Hermione's parents.

As Bagir's father-in-law and mother-in-law, they naturally have [Magic Fiber], which is the ultimate version that grants a huge amount of magic power and comes with a basic spell library.

Now, both of them have mastered [Apparition] to perfection, and can use it easily even in the Granger house which is full of [Anti-Apparition Arrays].

"Baby, you guys are back!"

Mrs. Granger was extremely enthusiastic and gave him a hug as soon as she came up.

"You came."

Mr. Granger forced a smile and looked at Bagel, whose eyes were not eyes and whose nose was not a nose.

"Dad!" Hermione gave him a disapproving look.

"How long are you planning to stay this time," Mrs. Granger asked enthusiastically, taking the luggage that didn't actually need to be prepared specifically for her (carry-on space is standard these days).

What the elderly need most is this feeling of being needed.

Although Mrs. Granger is still as young as a 28-year-old girl, she doesn't look old at all.

"Three days," said Bagel.

In fact, Bagel could stay forever, and his residence at Granger House did not prevent him from going to other places at the same time.

The journey he and Hermione had ended on was not actually over.

One of him is still wandering in various parallel universes.

"Merlin's beard! Where the hell is that, Simpsons?"

Bagir was stunned when he suddenly appeared on the busy street.

There are humans with the same skin color as the Minions everywhere, and even if they eat ten kilograms of tangerines, they can’t be dyed yellow.

But he was only stunned for a moment.

The next moment, the expression on his face turned into amusement.

"A magic world that only has black magic, white magic, and the technology to control spirits? Black Snape, Black Grindelwald"

"Is the time 1995 now?"

"interesting."

Bagel looked in the direction of Little Hangleton.

The most powerful dark wizard was resurrected, one minute ago.

Harry tried hard not to show weakness. Even if he died, he hoped to be a fighter rather than a coward who begged for mercy.

If he was able to speak now, he would have used the foulest words to greet the demon in front of him - Voldemort.

Skin that is so black that it becomes matte is the sign that one has reached an otherworldly realm through the practice of black magic.

If it weren't for the red snake eyes and white teeth, it would be impossible to catch a glimpse of the tall demon figure in the black robe in the dark.

"Eyes of the Lion, Savior, The Boy Who Lived?"

"Dumbledore has given you too much false glory."

"You and I both know that you are just a lucky guy who survived thanks to the sacrifice of your white mother."

"Luckily, I was spotted by the Golden Lion of Gryffindor."

"Hmph, not white enough, not black enough." "Your yellow skin and your unrestrained beastly features are proof of your mediocrity."

Voldemort glanced disdainfully at Harry's lion ears and tail.

Harry was not convinced. He was indeed not as good as Hermione in magic, and the external manifestation of that was that his skin was not as white and flawless as hers. However, he got an A in spiritual arts class and had completed the [super spirit] which many adult wizards had not completed!
Spirit is the decisive factor in determining the strength of a wizard, and magic is only auxiliary.

The beastly characteristics that he still retained were also because his guardian spirit was too powerful.

In the past three years, it had enabled him to defeat impossible opponents more than once, and the Voldemort before him had been defeated by it twice.

If it weren't for the third task and the Goblet of Fire draining his spirituality, he would have been able to turn the tables with the protection of his guardian spirit.

"You don't accept it?" Voldemort narrowed his eyes. "You and I both have no Patronus now, and cannot materialize a [supersoul]. We can use magic alone to complete a fair duel in front of my family."

As soon as the words fell, the air was suddenly filled with the rustling sound of cloaks.

Among the graves, behind the fir trees, in every shadowy place wizards apparated.

They all wore hoods, walked slowly, and were very careful.

The leading wizard revealed his true identity, Lucius Malfoy.

It was an extremely white face. His hand moved towards the jawbone, as if he was trying to peel off an invisible mask.
The hands turned black first and then the whole face, and the black Malfoy appeared and bowed quickly.

"Master! You are finally resurrected! We can finally unveil our masks and finally appear in the world in the noble black!"

"Bah! You are indeed a dark wizard! You are indeed the Apostle of Darkness!" Harry was so angry that he broke free from his restraints and regained his ability to speak.

Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort ignored Harry.

"You are right, Lucius. Only [Black] can dig out the nature of the beast, the true essence of our guardian spirits. [White] that makes lions eat grass and wolves eat dirt is just a shackle imposed on us!"

The [Black Apostles] all echoed.

"This world should be black, everyone should be black!"

"Black leads the world!"

“Black people are the future!”

"Sorry, I don't want to be Nico."

The sound was so deafening that one could hear a pin drop in the entire cemetery.

He was a blond boy with eyes as vast as the blue sea.

But the most striking thing is the non-existent animalistic features on his body, and his skin color is so white that it glows, which even the greatest white wizard Albus Dumbledore does not have!
"White wizard! A real white wizard. Dumbledore really tried his best to capture me. You are the real savior in the prophecy!"

Voldemort advanced instead of retreating.

"Interesting, not only are you not afraid, but you are approaching me?" Baqir said with a smile, "But there is one thing I want to correct. Strictly speaking, I should be."

The slender fingers flashed green light and gave the answer directly.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Death took the shape of lightning. Even though several wizards, including Voldemort, banished their bodies to the [Spirit World] at the first opportunity, and the rest tried to escape by growing wings, bending their legs, and allowing their spirits to enter their bodies to give them life again and complete the [Super Astral Body], it still descended on their bodies before they could see.

With the sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground, the [Apostles of Black] and their leader present were wiped out!

Until their death, they could not believe that mere black magic could penetrate the [super spirit body] and reach the [spiritual world].

"All dead?" Harry, who was not a bad student but had excellent grades, was also incredulous.

He thought he was going to die, but he only found his body breaking free of its restraints.

But he was not worried, because as soon as he broke free, he got the [Goblet of Fire] which was transformed into a [Portkey].

If anything went wrong, he would activate the [Portkey] and escape.

"Correct."

Harry's body stiffened as the voice came from his ear and a hand was also placed on the Goblet of Fire.

"I won't kill you." Bajir looked at the Goblet of Fire in his hand with interest. "Interesting. The Portkey of this world is transmitted through the so-called Spirit World. These coordinates are interesting."

The next moment, the bizarre [Spirit World] unfolded before their eyes.

Then, air carrying the smell of earth rushed into my nose.

Then there was a fierce wolf howl.

boom--!
"No! That's Professor Moody!" Harry despaired.

It was too late for him to stop him. The mysterious man's fist had already struck out, and Professor Moody's head exploded like fireworks. There was no brain matter or blood, only brilliant fireworks. It was hard to believe that this could be done by a fist. This was not even magic!
It is obvious that Professor Moody has completed the [Super Spirit Body], and his body is flooded with brilliant spiritual light, rather than an ordinary human form with animalistic features.

"No, he's not Moody. He's just Crouch Jr., who is also favored by the wolf."

Bagir blew his fist symbolically and looked towards the castle not far away.

"What's this called?"

"You're in Hogwarts, and you're blocked by a werewolf at the beginning?"

He left Harry alone and walked towards the castle. His journey was not over yet. (End of this chapter)