Magical Power Riot

A magical power riot—an unprecedented magical power riot!

A vast amount of magical power surged from Harry's body, filling the entire alley in an instant like an enormous burst of flame.

Countless pieces of debris flew toward the group like bullets and cannonballs, launching an utterly indiscriminate attack against them.

At the same time, one man's clothes burst into flames for no reason, another person's body gradually began to swell, while others started exploding all over for no reason at all...

"Don't... don't..."

He howled through tears, his eyes blurred with weeping. His hand simply flailed toward the empty space before him, trying to pull back Uncle Mu En, who had vanished before his eyes.

Suddenly, a large hand pressed down on his head.

"Brat, I'm still here. What are you crying for?"

Harry raised his head and saw that familiar face.

Not the stern face that always wore a gentle smile, but a cat's face covered in soft fur.

Mu En looked at the alley thrown into chaos by the magical power riot, then at the few people Harry had left in such an embarrassed state.

Of course, what showed on their faces now was mostly fear.

"How is that possible... How could anyone survive the Killing Curse?"

A massive wooden staff appeared in Mu En's hand, roughly as tall as a person. Its tip was covered in gnarled chunks of wood and carved with many ancient magical runes, while a huge raven skull hung from its top.

"I take back what I said. The magic here is indeed rather interesting." Mu En smiled, then lightly tapped his wand forward, leaving behind a black dot in the empty air.

The next moment, the two of them vanished.

Only the people of Knockturn Alley remained, staring at one another in bewilderment. Then they felt an immense gravitational pull radiating from the black dot in the air.

Someone tried to Apparate away, only to be squeezed out of space closer to the black dot, his body torn apart.

At the same time, his body was inevitably sucked into it.

That black dot was like a black hole, violently devouring everything around it—trash, houses, and... lives.

A tremendous explosion rang out in Knockturn Alley. Every wizard nearby felt a minor earthquake. When they looked toward the source of the sound, all they could see was dust filling the sky.

A figure staggered out from the mouth of the alley, tears and snot streaming down his face as he kept screaming in terror, "It's a black hole... Someone made a black hole..."

"What happened?!"

"Quick, get over there and take a look!"

"Notify the Ministry of Magic!"

"Is it a battle between Dark Wizards?"

For a time, all of Diagon Alley and the surrounding area fell into turmoil. Wizards kept leaving, while others hurried toward the scene.

Moonlight Castle, first floor.

The moment Mu En landed, Lucifer sprang up anxiously. "Mu En, what happened to you just now? Even I could sense it from here."

Mu En waved a hand and said nothing, merely heading upstairs.

"I... need to rest. I'm a little tired."

Returning to the bedroom on the third floor, he found that the plaque on the door still read, "Moonlight Queen—Captain."

Mu En pushed open the door and fell straight onto the soft bed. He did not want to say anything right now; all he felt was a deep weariness rising from his heart.

"The Instant Death Curse, an advanced spell that touches upon the source. And it could actually be cast by an ordinary wizard with an ordinary wand just by reciting an incantation..."

A smile appeared on Mu En's face. The magic of this world seemed somewhat distorted and extreme.

It filled him with intense curiosity.

If he had not drunk the Eclipse Elixir only yesterday, he might have suffered even more this time.

The instant the Instant Death Curse struck him, he had activated a spell and swiftly borrowed the enormous residual madness within the Eclipse Elixir, inducing a grotesque, crazed variant within the source of his soul.

It could also be understood as a madman's personality.

He had then pushed that personality out as a shield.

Even so, his soul's true body had suffered considerable damage and was now exhausted beyond measure.

Still, he had left those people a gift in the end.

Singularity

A spell that destroyed everything...

As he thought, he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Downstairs, Lucifer was asking Harry about what they had encountered. Once Harry finished recounting it all, Lucifer finally let out a breath of relief.

His soul was bound to Mu En's, so it was no wonder he had felt unwell earlier.

So it had been a curse involving the soul.

But Mu En should be fine. He merely needed to rest for a while.

Harry asked nervously, "Mr. Lucifer, will Uncle Mu En be all right?"

Lucifer shook his head. "He will. He just needs to rest for a while."

When Mu En opened his eyes again, the first thing he noticed was the small figure at his bedside.

Seeming to sense that the person in bed had awakened, Harry hurriedly raised his head. His eyes were red. "Uncle Mu En, you're awake."

"Were you crying?" Mu En looked at Harry. The area around his green pupils was covered in bloodshot veins.

Harry suddenly looked awkward. "N-No."

"Do not casually reveal your weakness." Mu En spoke calmly, his gaze gentle. "If everyone can see your weakness, then all that awaits you is bullying."

"I wasn't. I was just... I was just worried." Harry lowered his head, not knowing how to express himself.

"Worried about me?" Mu En raised a brow, recalling the moment Harry had stood in front of him, trying to shield him from that low-level curse.

He also recalled the sight of Harry's magical power rioting after he believed Mu En had died.

"You aren't a wizard yet, so it's understandable that you worried about me." Mu En sighed.

"Once you become a wizard, you'll understand that worrying about me is the most unnecessary thing you could do."

Harry did not quite understand, but he nodded as if he partly did.

After letting the matter drop, Mu En felt parched and hollow with hunger. He asked, "How long was I asleep?"

"One week!"

Mu En stared blankly at the ceiling. He had thought he was simply taking a short rest, yet he had actually slept for an entire week.

Really...

"So you stayed here watching over me all week?" Mu En asked.

Harry abruptly stood up, looking nervous. "N-No. I worked hard too. Most of the castle has been cleaned by now!!"

Mu En froze for a moment, then his brow twitched. "You didn't clean my washroom, did you?"

Harry also paused. After thinking for a moment, he answered awkwardly, "Not yet. Sorry."

"Good." Mu En breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Mu En, is there something dangerous in the washroom?" Harry asked curiously.

"No. My special hair oil and conditioner are in there... No, it's fur conditioner now." Mu En answered solemnly.

Harry opened his mouth. There were things he wanted to say, but he had no idea where to begin.

Uncle Mu En... Harry truly could not see through him.

Still, seeing that Mu En was fine made Harry genuinely happy.

"Don't be happy too soon," Mu En suddenly said. Looking at the bewildered Harry, he revealed his trademark smile.

For some reason, Harry realized that he could now tell Mu En's mood from the subtle movements within that same smile.

For instance, that smile right now meant that he, Harry Potter, was about to be in for a world of hurt.