Full Form Harry

Ruby entered the Minister's Office with Miss Farley, and Miss Farley was momentarily stunned upon seeing Ruby.

She quickly regained her composure and said to Veratia, "Ms. Grindelwald, the prisoner has been brought here."

"Okay, I understand." Veratia nodded and said, "Wait a moment, have them wait at the door, I'll go and interrogate them shortly—and by the way, don't let anyone into the Ministry of Magic, understand?"

"Yes, Ms. Grindelwald," Miss Farley nodded.

After Miss Farley left the office, Veratia said gently, "Alright, Ruby, you can go now."

"Yes, mistress." Ruby and left the office.

After having dessert, Veratia asked Miss Farley to bring in the death prisoner.

"Please rest assured, Miss Grindelwald," said Miss Farley, "No one will come into the floors above the fourth floor."

"Okay," Veratia said with a smile. "I trust you to handle things."

There were four Dark Wizard in total, all with their heads covered, so they couldn't see anything inside the house.

"Let's begin," Veratia said, standing up. She walked over to a Dark Wizard and asked Harry, "Are you ready?"

"Of course," Harry nodded.

Veratia said nothing. She picked up her wand and touched the Dark Wizard.

Suddenly, a black cloud rose up and transformed into the shape of a snake in the sky. Instantly, the snake bit the Dark Wizard like it was hunting its prey.

"Ah!"

The Dark Wizard let out a miserable scream, and then he quickly withered away.

Before Harry could react, the Dark Wizard had lost his life.

"Oh." Veratia shook her head and sighed, seemingly expressing her apology, "I'm so sorry, my curse seems to have gone a bit too far."

"Take it easy!" Cassandra said, her face covered in sweat. "Good heavens, I really don't know how you're using any force, it's giving me a headache."

Veratia walked to the next Dark Wizard and continued casting the spell as before. Finally, she reduced her strength and pointed her wand in mid-air, aiming the tip at the Dark Wizard.

A snake, smaller than the one before, appeared menacingly and bit the Dark Wizard's shoulder in the same manner.

This time, the Dark Wizard didn't struggle for long; he died as soon as Harry drew his wand.

Harry sighed.

No, sis?

It's not that I'm slow to react, your curse is just a bit too harsh.

"I said..." Harry weakly raised his hand, "I said, Minister, when you use Dark Magic Curse again, could you please control the force?"

"I..." Veratia looked up, her eyes reddening, "I tried my best to control my strength, but maybe these Dark Wizard were too weak, that's all..."

The remaining two Dark Wizard cursed inwardly upon hearing Veratia's words.

No, do you even have any self-awareness?

Who among us is the Dark Wizard?

ah?

Then let me ask you, since your Dark Magic Curse is so powerful, are you Dark Wizard or not?!

Answer me! Look me in the eyes! Tell me! My friend! Tell me!

"You should try to control yourself a little longer, Veratia," Pabbie sighed. "I already Miss Farley found us four Dark Wizard; any more and she might have trouble handling it..."

"Hmm." Veratia nodded and walked up to the next Dark Wizard.

This time, she only used a tiny bit of magic.

fine.

In Harry's eyes, the Dark Wizard who had been cursed immediately became weak and looked much like Anne later on.

"Hey! It's done!" Pabbie jumped up and cheered.

The cursed Dark Wizard was placed under Tongue-Tying Curse, rendering him completely unable to utter a sound.

No!

Is anyone going to speak up for me?!

The room is full of women, and they all sound like young girls!

Are all you Dark Wizard this sweet and girly now?

I've been cursed! Cursed beyond belief! Can you please stop cheering? I'm asking you a question.

Harry stepped forward and took a deep breath.

"Don't be stressed, Harry," Veratia comforted him gently. "After all, Anne is still sealed away. As long as we don't break the seal, nothing will happen. We can wait until we've successfully mastered the method to Expel Dark Magic Curse before rescuing Anne —we can afford to wait, understand?"

"Good."

After being persuaded by Veratia, Harry really stopped being anxious, nervous, or upset.

He took out his wand and channeled the Ancient Magic within his body.

"Purusor (Purusor)!"

A miracle occurred, and the effect was remarkable: the Dark Magic Curse on the Dark Wizard was slowly fading.

"It's done!" Pabbie exclaimed excitedly.

"Yes!" Veratia was also very happy, after all, Anne was also a mutual friend of theirs.

"There's still a curse, don't get too excited," Cassandra added, throwing cold water on the situation. "You might not have noticed, but the Purification Charm isn't actually very effective; it hasn't completely eradicated the Dark Magic Curse..."

"Perhaps..." Harry thought for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Shall we go ask Mr. LeMay?"

"Alright," Veratia said after a moment's thought. "Although he doesn't know how to Exorcise Curse, I think he'll definitely give us some constructive advice. What do you think?"

"I agree," Cassandra nodded.

"Me too," Pabbie added.

"I have no objection," Harry said.

"In that case,"

Veratia turned to the Dark Wizard, waved her wand to erase all of the last Dark Wizard's memories, and then placed a small curse on him.

"Miss Farley?" she said.

Miss Farley pushed open the door and came in.

"Clean up the office," Veratia said succinctly. "We've found a way to break the Dark Magic Curse... You handle this matter... Of course, you must mention Mr. Potter's crucial role in it, understand?"

"Understood." How could Miss Farley not understand what her boss meant? "Leave it to me, Ms. Grindelwald."

The four of them, along with the cursed Dark Wizard, teleported back to Hogwarts.

When the knock came into Mr. LeMay's Alchemy Room, Mr. LeMay was taking a nap in bed wearing a nightcap.

"You should try to understand the routines of older people," Mr. LeMay said, clearly displeased. "Is there something urgent?"

"It's like this, Mr. LeMay," Harry said to Mr. LeMay, mentioning the Dark Wizard, "This man was accidentally Dark Magic Curse. I tried some methods to help him exorcise the curse, but I could only treat the surface of it, not completely eradicate it..."

Mr. LeMay did not answer, but instead asked, "Was it intentional or accidental?"

"Intentionally, it was an accident," Veratia interjected. "Then, Mr. LeMay, may I ask...?"

"I can only offer you some advice, since I have no way to completely eradicate the Dark Magic Curse."

At this point, Mr. LeMay looked at Harry.

"When I had the Philosopher's Stone, I could help you eradicate the Dark Magic Curse, but now... Harry has consumed the Philosopher's Stone, and I have no better way, unless..."

"Unless what?" Veratia, Cassandra, and Pabbie all felt a bad premonition.

no?

No way?!

However, Mr. LeMay offered his suggestion.

"Oh, it's not what you think," Mr. LeMay said with a chuckle. "It doesn't require Harry to have any contact with anyone under the Dark Magic Curse... It's just that he didn't use much magic when he broke the curse. Come on, Harry, you're fifteen now, it's time to break the seal on the Philosopher's Stone."

"There's another seal?" Harry asked in shock.

He knew better than anyone just how amazing the Philosopher's Stone was.

The endless magical energy and the unfathomable intensity of the magic deeply shocked him.

No, then...

He didn't even dare to think about what it would be like to break the seal.

Mr. LeMay trotted up to him and tapped him twice on the body.

"Very well, all done." Mr. LeMay said with a smile, "Now you can cast Charms on him. I've removed your limit on the amount of magic you can input for individual Charms..."

Harry clicked his tongue. What he really wanted to use right now wasn't Purification Charm, but rather...

Um...

It is Disarming Charm.

Anyone with dirty thoughts, go report to Azkaban!

He raised his hand again, feeling the magic power even stronger than before...

"I really want to use something..." he murmured, "It feels like something's about to burst forth!"

"Purusor (Purusor)!"

A beam of light, brighter than sunlight, shot from the tip of Harry's gun and shone on the Dark Wizard.

The black curse on the Dark Wizard was instantly banished, like a shadow encountering sunlight.

"That's incredible, Harry..." Pabbie murmured, looking at Harry with the same expression he would give Merlin.

"It's foreseeable," Mr. LeMay said with a smile. "At least Dumbledore won't have to worry about a lack of successors, Magical World can at least enjoy thousands of years of peace."

"Thousands of years?" The three women turned to Mr. LeMay in shock.

"Yes, thousands of years," Mr. LeMay continued with a laugh. "You don't think there would be any side effects from consuming the Philosopher's Stone, do you? Ha... Immortality is one of those side effects, true immortality, where the body doesn't age or die..."

"Huh?" Harry's first reaction wasn't excitement, but rather a question to Mr. LeMay, "What about the three of them? What will happen to them?"

"Oh, poor Harry," Mr. LeMay sighed, shaking his head.

That expression, that tone, made Harry's heart skip a beat.

Is the price of immortality to watch those around you die one by one?

"You don't need to rush, after all..." Mr. LeMay chuckled lewdly, "After all, people you have physical contact with replenish your Life Force, you see..."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Harry's hand.

A miracle occurred: Mr. LeMay's skin began to regain its rosy hue, and he no longer looked like a zombie.

However, it only gives a rosy complexion; it doesn't truly rejuvenate the body.

"I've stayed like this for far too long," Mr. LeMay said, touching his face helplessly. "While I can't turn back the clock, my physical condition is definitely much better than before, you see..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and threw a punch very quickly in mid-air.

"Oops..."

He bent down.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked with concern.

"I haven't done such strenuous exercise in a long time, and I've strained a bit," Mr. LeMay said.

Harry:...

What should I say?

"However," Mr. LeMay said again, "It's different for the three of you. From now on, you'll have frequent physical contact with Harry, which will make your Life Force and Soul Strength even stronger. Believe me, as long as Harry is around, you will not be at risk of aging."

"That's wonderful!" Veratia and Cassandra exchanged a glance and said in unison.

"If I'm going to die old, I'd rather kill myself a moment before I get old," Cassandra said, shaking her head.

"Heh." Harry chuckled. Women...

They always have an almost obsessive demand for appearance.

Fortunately, they don't need any skincare products anymore, because Harry is their best skincare product.

As long as Harry is there, they will have an inexhaustible supply of Life Force to draw upon.

This is the best!

"Of course." Mr. LeMay turned to the Dark Wizard. "I suggest you turn your attention to this unfortunate or lucky gentleman. He's in good spirits and seems ready to rebel."

"Yes, Avada..."

Before the Dark Wizard could utter any incantation, a red beam of light as thick as a bucket struck him.

His upper body disappeared.

"This?!"

Veratia looked at Harry in shock, then at the two legs on the ground.

What kind of Charms is this?!

"What kind of Charms is this?!" Pabbie asked in horror. "Harry, my Merlin, what have you done?"

"I just used an Disarming Charm..." Harry said, scratching his head, "And no other new Charms, not even any force, and he... vanished?"

"What you need to do most right now is control your magic output," Mr. LeMay said beside him. "If your magic output is too high, some big problems will arise, like what happened just now... You don't want to accidentally do something bad while Charms with your friends, do you?"

Harry swallowed hard; he was indeed a little scared now.

Thank goodness it was used on that Dark Wizard, otherwise, if everyone at the Dueling Club had arrived in a few days and I had to spar with them...

Harry didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

"Keep trying, my darling." Veratia stepped forward and gave Harry a light kiss on the cheek. "So, where is Anne? Do you know?"

"I don't know," Harry said, shaking his head. "But Ominis knows... Let's go find his portrait."

(End of this chapter)