Evil Potter!

"Avada Kedavra!"

Suddenly, green Charms attacked Harry from all directions, completely enveloping him.

It seems he has nowhere to hide.

However, in that split second, a Runic text suddenly formed in front of Harry.

Time stood still for a moment.

More than a dozen Killing Curse froze in mid-air as Harry strolled through them. As he passed the last green light, he snapped his fingers.

The instant time resumed its flow, the released Killing Curse exploded, and the emerald-green magical turbulence killed all the casters.

Their bodies crashed into the stone wall engraved with Dark Magic Runes, and they vaporized, leaving behind grotesque murals on the wall!

"He used Time Manipulation!" a Death Eater wearing a silver mask screamed, "That's one of Salazar Slytherin's lost techniques—"

"Imperio (Imperio)"

Harry gently uttered the third Unforgivable Curse, and the Death Eater immediately turned his wand towards his companion.

With the appearance of a green light, his companion also fell to the ground.

"Name." Harry looked at the Death Eater who was controlled by the Imperius Curse.

"Rabastan Lestrange," the Death Eater said with a blissful expression, like a bear soaking in honey.

"Where is Voldemort?" Harry asked bluntly.

"I don't know," Rabastan said with absolute certainty and sincerity. "Our master didn't show himself. Instead, he instructed us to set up a passage to Hogwarts here first, but unexpectedly, you found it first."

"Where is this?" Harry asked again.

"This is the Lestrange family's basement," Rabastan answered honestly. "It's our secret base, and seventeen people are temporarily residing here—"

"So, one last question," Harry began, "Besides the Carrow siblings, has anyone else entered the Vanishing Cabinet?"

"No more," Rabastan replied.

Harry nodded, and a Revealing Charm and was thrown out.

There was indeed no one else in the basement.

He put away the Vanishing Cabinet with satisfaction, then pointed his wand at Rabastan.

He then shook his head, grabbed Rabastan's clothes, Apparition to the gates of Hogwarts Castle.

Rabastan walked ahead, with Harry following behind. As they entered the gate, Professor Snape was patrolling. The instant he saw Rabastan, Professor Snape drew his wand and pointed it at Rabastan, from which a strange Charms was flicked from the tip of his wand.

"Shield Charm!"

Harry blocked Professor Snape's Charms and said somewhat helplessly, "Professor, I brought him."

"Ha, Lestrange ----"

Professor Snape glanced at the other person, then suddenly felt something was amiss. He looked at Harry with growing suspicion and a more complicated expression.

"Unforgivable Curse?" he asked, squinting.

"It's just a Harmless Minor Curses." Harry made a gesture that would be strictly forbidden in Korea. "You know, Professor, it's harmless, really just Minor Curses."

Professor Snape chuckled, as if he had heard a joke that he found utterly ridiculous.

"Come with me to see Dumbledore," he said, adding, "And remember to bring this Death Eater's under the control of the Minor Curses."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Harry shrugged and followed.

They made their way to the Headmaster's Office on the Seventh Floor. Dumbledore wasn't asleep; he was sitting in the Headmaster's Office, intently studying the Marauder's Map in front of him.

"Albus." Professor Snape entered the Headmaster's Office and pointed to Harry behind him. "Potter brought in a Death Eater —I need to remind you that your student used a Minor Curses; hopefully, you can handle the aftermath."

"Don't worry, Severus, don't worry." Dumbledore held out his hands, reassuring Snape. "Of course, I know Harry likes to use unusual methods, but that's fine, isn't it?"

For Death Eater, using minor, less-than-permissible Minor Curses is within the Ministry of Magic's leniency.

"Heh." Professor Snape curled his lips, turned around, and walked away.

I have absolutely no intention of staying here.

"Looks like we'll have to call Remus and Arthur here again." Dumbledore smiled gently at Harry. "But I don't think they'll refuse, will they—by the way, tell me about this Death Eater, Rabastan Lestrange, right? I remember him, he was a Slytherin student."

"It seems all the Death Eater are from Slytherin?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, you can't say that." Dumbledore waved his hand. "You should remember, there were Death Eater in Gryffindor, and that person—you know him well too."

"Yes, Ron knows it better," Harry said, turning his head away and suppressing a laugh. "He even slept with that Gryffindor Death Eater for over ten years."

Dumbledore pursed his lips, finally suppressing the smile that was about to appear.

"We discovered it relatively early," Harry said, getting to the point. "Things were still in Dumbledore infancy; they had only just discovered the purpose of the Vanishing Cabinet and were just beginning to repair Vanishing Cabinet— "

Only the Carrow siblings, the Death Eater, went to Hogwarts.

"Not bad." Dumbledore finally relaxed his brow in relief. "Is the source reliable?" he pressed.

Harry didn't say anything, but simply gestured with his chin towards Rabastan, who was still basking in bliss.

Dumbledore.

"I understand," he said. "You can lift the spell now, otherwise Arthur or Remus will definitely lecture you if they find out you used such an evil curse."

"Uh," Harry glanced at Rabastan and said, "Let him go now? Won't there be any danger?"

Dumbledore immediately gave Harry a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"

Yes, what danger is there?

You mean, what kind of trouble would an ordinary Death Eater cause in the Headmaster's Office, facing the strongest wizard of this century and the strongest wizard of the last century?

Harry smiled and released the Imperius Curse.

Once the control was released, Rabastan collapsed to his knees, clutching his neck and breathing heavily, staring at Harry with terrified eyes.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked with a smile.

"You devil! You devil!" Rabastan retreated rapidly, utterly terrified of Harry.

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore looked at Harry with a suspicious gaze.

"He might be a little mentally unstable." Harry tapped his temple with his fingers. "You see, otherwise why would he be like this?"

Dumbledore chuckled but said nothing.

I don't believe you for a second; you're a really bad guy.

You clearly used some incredible Charms to scare this guy like this.

So----

What kind of Charms was used?

Dumbledore also very curious; how could a Charms scare a Death Eater without hesitation like this? It must be something extraordinary.

But judging from Harry's expression, he probably won't get anything out of him.

never mind.

Let's talk about it another time.

A short while later, Lupin and Mr. Weasley arrived at the Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts once again.

"Not bad," Mr. Weasley said with a chuckle. "Luckily we're on standby and not in a rush to go to sleep—looks like we've caught another Death Eater? Hey, Lestrange, how are you?"

Rabastan waved listlessly at Mr. Weasley.

Harry glanced at Rabastan and thought to himself that this Death Eater was quite polite, knowing to respond to greetings.

good.

"How were you caught?" Lupin asked Dumbledore. "Was it found inside the school?"

"Oh, no," Dumbledore said with a smile. "It's just that Harry stormed their hideout and brought him back."

"Oh, Harry stormed into the Death Eaters' lair and killed him—" Mr. Weasley repeated, then suddenly realized something was wrong, his voice rising an octave. "What did you say? Harry stormed into the Death Eater' lair? All by himself?!"

"That's just how it is," Dumbledore smile and a nod. "As for the details, you can ask Lestrange for more information. Well, you should leave now; it's getting late, and we should get some rest, shouldn't we?"

"We'll take this man with us for now." Lupin stepped forward and grabbed Rabastan's arm. "Arthur, where are the magic shackles? Come on—put them on him."

After Lupin and Mr. Weasley left, Harry also said goodbye to Dumbledore and left the Headmaster's Office.

When they returned to the Great Hall, Ron immediately wrapped himself up and crawled to Harry's side, sleeping in his sleeping bag.

"What happened, Harry?"

Harry recounted in detail what had happened after they left to Ron, Ron was still somewhat intrigued after hearing the story.

"Why didn't you take me with you? Why didn't you take us with you? The Death Eater ' lair—that sounds really exciting—"

"This is no joke, Ron," Harry sighed. "Going to wipe out the Death Eater' lair is an extremely dangerous operation. What if something happens to you? How am I supposed to explain it to your parents?"

"Also—" Harry patted Ron on the shoulder and said, "I'm not sure what kind of ambush is over there. Besides, Death Eater aren't like Magical Creatures; they can just throw Avada Kedavra at you. It's really dangerous."

"Okay," Ron nodded, but he still wanted to go with Harry.

"When are we going to the Room of Requirement?" Hermione asked, appearing out of nowhere. "Didn't we say we should be fully prepared before the trial? I can't wait—and if we're at the Room of Requirement, what will we practice with first?"

"It's definitely not Boggart," Ron muttered. "Maybe it'll be our sparring session. I can't fathom Harry's thoughts."

"If you can't figure it out, then don't guess." Hermione pulled her hand out of her sleeping bag and ruffled Ron's hair. "Go to sleep, Ron —you have to get up for class tomorrow."

Ron groaned at the thought of having class tomorrow.

He really didn't want to go to class; he'd rather be dealing with the Flobberworm for Professor Snape than attend class.

The next morning, they received a notification that they were free to return to their respective Common Room.

The students were somewhat disappointed, after all, it was only a few times a year that all four colleges gathered together in the Great Hall.

Honestly, this is much more lively than when I'm in my dorm room with a few other people.

That feeling is actually quite similar to going camping.

Today's Potions Class lesson is about brewing Beauty Potion, which, as the name suggests, can make people beautiful.

However, the process was quite complicated. After Harry finished brewing the mixture using his special abilities, he crossed his arms and watched with great interest as Hermione and Ron worked together.

Professor Snape has now gotten used to his overpowered abilities and even stops assigning him teammates to avoid being carried to victory by him.

The creation of the Beauty Potion requires two stages, with the first stage taking 90 to 150 minutes.

First, grind 3 portions of Fairy Wings in a mortar; then, put 6 portions of the ground powder into a crucible and stir clockwise 3 times.

Then, add 5 drops of Morning Dewdrops to the crucible and rotate it counterclockwise 10 times.

Heat for 15 seconds, then wave your wand and wait.

In the second stage, the unit of time is no longer minutes, but seconds.

The entire second stage takes only a few dozen seconds. First, you need to put 7 Rose Petals into the crucible, then put 4 portions of Fluxweed into the crucible, and stir clockwise 5 times.

Next, place one portion of Unicorn Tail Hair into the crucible and stir counterclockwise for 8 turns.

Meanwhile, grind one piece of ginger in a mortar, put three portions of the ground powder into a crucible, heat for 10 seconds, simmer for a while, and then wave your wand to get a pot of perfect Beauty Potion.

With the help of the textbook, Ron finished quickly.

During the second phase, Professor Snape stood beside him and watched for a long time.

After he had brewed the perfect potion, she nodded subtly and left his side.

Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After class, Ron said with lingering fear, "I almost thought Professor Snape was going to scold me, but to my surprise, he didn't say anything at all."

"What's even more surprising is that he actually nodded," Harry added. "He was actually quite satisfied with your performance."

"Satisfied?" Ron exclaimed incredulously, as if he had heard something unbelievable. "How could that be? How could Professor Snape be satisfied with me? I'd rather believe I never eat chicken legs again!"

Well, it seems Ron really doesn't believe it; he's even bringing up chicken legs as an excuse.

Harry didn't argue with him; it was just a trivial matter anyway.

During dinner, the owls flew in from outside, and Hedwig flew in too, dropping Harry a package.

It contains the Daily Prophet.