Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 143 The Magic Stone

The principal's office is located on the eighth floor of the castle, commanding a commanding view with a very broad view.

The sudden noise outside was naturally noticed by Dumbledore at the first moment.

At this moment, he stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his posture upright, his eyes calmly looking down at the battle below.

He looked at Harry curiously, observing the magic Harry performed.

Most of these magics were something he had never even seen before!
This discovery made him look surprised.

You have to know that these magics are very powerful, and even he feels threatened by some of them.

Could it be that this is due to the influence of the Savior's Fate? Is the Savior's Fate so powerful that it can enhance the strength of a first-year wizard to such an extent?
Quickly, Dumbledore shook his head.

No, we cannot completely cover up Harry's efforts and talents with just the title of savior.

What is truly powerful is not the title of "Savior", but Harry Potter himself!
Even without the fate of being a savior, Harry is still an outstanding wizard!

Dumbledore took his eyes off Harry and kept his gaze on Voldemort most of the time.

Unlike the curious look he gave Harry, Dumbledore's kind face was full of seriousness when he looked at Voldemort. His eyes were like bottomless cold pools, with undercurrents surging in the depths.

Voldemort, like Harry, was once his student.

Long ago, Dumbledore realized that deep within Voldemort's heart lay a deep darkness.

Moreover, Voldemort is extremely eager for power and strength, and it is very likely that he will become a dark wizard in the future.

However, all of this is just speculation and has not yet become an established fact.

Dumbledore himself made mistakes, but he was able to wake up and become the respected White Lord, saving the wizarding world.

So, of course he had to give Voldemort a chance, hoping that Voldemort would return to the right path.

But fate plays tricks on us and things don't go as we wish.

The handsome boy who used to sit in the classroom had degenerated step by step and transformed into the dreaded Dark Lord!

This made Dumbledore disappointed and regretful. In the past, he often sighed that he was indeed a born evil kid!

If God gave him another chance to start over, he would definitely look into Voldemort's eyes with deep affection without hesitation and solemnly say those three words: Go to hell!

Blake broke into a portrait by the window. Under the disdainful gaze of the portrait's original owner, he looked out the window. After a moment, he showed anger and said:
"Dumbledore, you should rush forward immediately and fight with Harry to kill Voldemort once and for all, instead of standing here motionless and doing nothing!"

In the past, whatever Blake said, Dilis would refute it.

Of course, today is no exception.

This is not only related to their constant quarrels and long-standing grudges in the portrait world, but more importantly, the two people's ideas are always completely opposite.

Dilis's eyes were full of disdain as she sneered:
"Humph, do you think this is just a child's play, rushing forward without considering the gains and losses?

Dumbledore certainly has his considerations. This headmaster will not be like you, acting rashly in the heat of the moment.

He is worthy of being the most annoying headmaster in the history of Hogwarts. He is not only narrow-minded but also short-sighted!"

"What did you say!" Blake was touched in a sore spot and roared angrily.

"Isn't it?"

Dilis was not intimidated by Blake's bluff. She rolled her eyes and continued to laugh:

“We all know that the Philosopher’s Stone placed in the room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor is not the real one, but a fake, so Voldemort’s plan failed from the start.

In that case, why not take this opportunity to examine the little savior's abilities and train him?
The future belongs to the young, not to simple-minded old fogies like you who only know how to talk nonsense!"

"You!" Blake was angered by Dilis again. His face turned red, veins popped out, and his figure even began to spray steam out.

Seeing that the dispute between the two former headmasters was about to escalate again, Dumbledore, as usual, interrupted their quarrel at the right time and put the final nail in the coffin:
"Principal Dilis is right. I only need to ensure Harry's safety. As for this confrontation, let the young man handle it himself!"

Black's face turned ugly and he shouted angrily: "Dumbledore, you will regret this!"

Dumbledore remained calm. He shook his head slightly, his voice soft but unquestionable: "Black, I am the headmaster now!"

"bump!"

Black angrily returned to his own portrait and closed it roughly, not wanting to continue seeing the hideous faces of Dumbledore and Dilys.

He cursed inwardly, "Damn it! The younger generation these days really don't know how to respect others anymore!"

……

As the chase continued, Voldemort's movements became increasingly clear.

As expected, his target was the secret room deep in the right corridor on the fourth floor!

Harry tried to use spells to intercept Voldemort before he arrived, but every time he tried, Voldemort cleverly countered him.

The wizarding world's spiritual magic is incredibly powerful; the same spell, cast by different wizards, can have different effects. Harry deeply appreciates this during his battle with Voldemort.

He was shocked to find that even the killing curse, which aimed to annihilate the soul, could contain a powerful physical impact force, and was not limited to attacking the soul.

Soon, Voldemort used Transfiguration to create a large hole in the outer wall of the castle and crawled in. In order to slow down Harry, he restored the hole.

This certainly didn't pose a problem for Harry. He also used Transfiguration to create a big hole and chased after it.

They arrived one after another at the end of the right corridor on the fourth floor, which was the forbidden area that Dumbledore mentioned at the end of the sorting ceremony.

At the end of the corridor on the fourth floor is a quaint wooden door.

As Voldemort broke through the door, a deafening roar echoed from the room.

Before Harry could get close, a green light shot out from the door, illuminating the dim corridor with a bright green.

Then, the deafening roar suddenly turned into a weak hum.

It was obvious that the magical creatures guarding the door had been easily defeated by Voldemort.

When Harry walked into the room, he was greeted by a giant three-headed dog.

It was now lying on the ground helplessly, groaning softly in pain.

At this moment, blood was oozing out of the noses of its three heads. The scarlet blood was flowing all over the floor, and the room was immediately filled with the pungent smell of rust.

It was obvious that Voldemort had just cast the Killing Curse on it.

However, because of its extremely large body, more than ten meters long, its vitality was stronger than that of ordinary animals. In addition, Voldemort was in a hurry to travel and did not use his full strength to activate the Killing Curse, which allowed it to survive, but was seriously injured.

Harry suddenly remembered that in a previous chat with Hagrid, Hagrid once mentioned that he had a three-headed dog named Fluffy.

If things go as expected, it should be the one in front of me.

Harry had no choice but to reach into his pocket dimension and pull out a bottle of life potion that he had prepared in advance.

He gently lifted Fluffy's head and put the life potion into its mouth. Seeing that its breathing gradually stabilized and its vital signs returned to normal, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to continue exploring.

Looking around, I saw an open trapdoor in the very center of the room.

Without any hesitation, Harry took a deep breath, jumped, and jumped into the bottomless passage.

Below the trapdoor, mottled traces of fire burns were clearly visible, with some black plant debris scattered around.

Harry took a closer look and recognized the debris as coming from the Devil's Snare.

Obviously, this is the second line of defense left by Dumbledore to protect the Philosopher's Stone.

But at this moment, Voldemort had already used Fiendfyre to burn large areas of Devil's Snare, and they lay limp on the ground, without any ability to attack.

Harry continued forward, stepping over the remains of the Devil's Snare.

After passing through a dark and deep secret room, his eyes suddenly lit up and he came to a spacious hall.

Before him was a messy wizard chess board, with numerous chess pieces taller than adult wizards sitting on it.

However, at this moment, these chess pieces had been burned, melted and deformed, and collapsed all over the chessboard.

The surrounding ground and walls were covered with charred marks left by the raging fire curse, and a pungent smell filled the air.

Harry didn't stay here for too long and continued forward, finding a tunnel at the end of the hall.

The tunnel continued to go down, and when Harry reached the end, he finally saw Voldemort again.

He glanced around. The room he was in was dozens of meters underground. The circular walls around it were engraved with numerous intricate reliefs, and in the center of the room was a luxurious mirror.

Harry sensed a special magical fluctuation in this mirror. This magical fluctuation was different from any modern magical creation, but it was somewhat similar to the magical fluctuation emitted by Hogwarts Castle.

Harry quickly concluded that the mirror was an ancient magical artifact!

Moreover, Harry also got its true identity from its appearance. He had seen records of this mirror in books before. It was the legendary Mirror of Erised!

It has a unique magical function that can reveal people's deepest and strongest desires.

At this moment, Voldemort was putting his hand into the Mirror of Erised, as if putting it into a calm lake, and ripples spread outward with his palm as the center.

As he was slowly taking his hand out, Harry saw a gem emitting a crimson magical glow in the center of his palm!

The gem emanated powerful magical fluctuations, and it was actually composed entirely of the purest chaotic magic.

Even though the quality of these magic powers is not as good as the magic power in Harry's body, the quantity is terrifying, almost dozens of times the controllable magic power in Harry's body!
There is no doubt that such a large amount of chaotic magic power condensed together to form the stone in front of us.

If the correct method of use can be found, then with the idealistic power of the unique magic in the wizarding world, almost most of the wishes in the world can be realized, including of course rebuilding Voldemort's body!

(End of this chapter)