Twilight Star Child

Harry slowly woke from his coma and looked around the empty room. "I think I had a terrible nightmare."

He slowly got to his feet and walked toward the exit.

When he reached the final room, he saw a little boy in a Red Cloud Coat standing before the Mirror of Erised and muttering to himself, "Mirror, mirror, who is the most handsome man in the world?"

Seeing his own handsome reflection in the mirror, Horatio nodded in satisfaction before turning to look at Harry in the doorway.

"Hey, Harry, you're here?" Horatio pulled Li from his robes and spoke to Harry.

"What's going on? Horatio, are you healed?" Harry looked at Snape lying motionless beside the mirror. "And did you defeat Snape?"

"Hahaha, yes. You all hate Snape, don't you? He's gloomy all day long and doesn't look like a good person. He drew the attention away from me. With him taking the blame, who would suspect a little wizard?" Horatio laughed.

"No, I did suspect you," Harry answered seriously.

"..."

Horatio stared speechlessly at Harry's earnest expression. Fine, fine. So you dared suspect me? I'll write that down in my little notebook. You'll pay for it someday.

"Enough nonsense, Harry. Come here." With a wave of the Li in Horatio's hand, Harry flew toward Horatio against his will.

Horatio held Harry before the mirror. "This mirror is the key to finding the Sorcerer's Stone, but I can't find it no matter what I do."

"You're not Horatio. Who are you really? Horatio can refine the Sorcerer's Stone himself. He would never come looking for it specifically." Harry remembered Horatio telling him that Nicolas Flamel was his teacher. Something like the Sorcerer's Stone should have been easy for him.

"Hehehe, so you found out after all? Eleven years ago, a little boy defeated me and turned me into a remnant soul. Quirrell had originally been willing to let me enter his heart and mind, but unexpectedly, the original owner of this body discovered me."

So I used the Imperius Curse to control him. I never expected this body to be so gifted and handsome. So I abandoned that fool Quirrell and possessed this body instead."

Horatio gave full play to his acting skills.

"But possessing another person's body forever is not a long-term solution, so I need the Sorcerer's Stone to rebuild my own body."

Horatio dragged Harry before the Mirror of Erised. "Tell me, what did you see?"

The Harry in the mirror reached into his pocket and pulled out a bright red stone. He blinked, slipped it back into his pocket, and then Harry felt something heavy truly fall into his own pocket.

"I saw myself shaking hands with Dumbledore," Harry made up recklessly. "I won the House Cup for Gryffindor."

"You're lying." Horatio shoved Harry aside. "It seems you won't know how powerful I am until I teach you a lesson."

"Ancient sword, use your sharp blade to cleave apart my enemy's body. Awaken from the darkness, my mightiest general—Aatrox. Heed my summons and descend here."

Black-red smoke poured from the tip of Li, and a towering figure emerged from within it.

He looked like a demon from legend, with horrifying horns atop his head and a pair of enormous bat wings on his back. In his hand was a terrifying greatsword, and a huge blood-red eye on the blade stared fixedly at Harry.

He slowly spoke, his voice filling their hearts with fear. "My name is Aatrox. I am the World Ender."

Then he swung his greatsword down at Harry. Harry barely dodged the crushing blow with all his strength.

Before Harry could get up, the second swing of the blade slashed toward him. He could only roll backward, barely avoiding it.

Harry looked at the dented ground not far from him where the greatsword had struck, and lingering fear rose in his heart. Luckily, Horatio often trained him with a jeep. Otherwise, he would not even have known how to evade that blow.

Harry sprang to his feet and desperately ran for the door, but Aatrox threw out a chain that wrapped around his waist.

The chain dragged Harry back while Aatrox leaped high into the air, preparing to deliver the final blow.

At that critical moment, Harry remembered the stone Horatio had given him. He took it out and shouted, "Starlight shines upon me!"

As the greatsword crashed down, dust billowed from the ground. Harry appeared in the distance, transformed into a Little Girl wearing blue clothes and blue shorts, with a long pink ponytail.

When Aatrox saw her outfit, he roared furiously, "Twilight Star Child, I will cut you apart, slice you up, and mince you to pieces!"

Aatrox's wings spread open, his body grew even larger, and he flew toward Harry, who had become Zoe.

With Harry's body controlled by the Twilight Star Child, she threw a sleep bubble at the charging Aatrox. After a brief delay, Aatrox fell asleep. Then she fired a light projectile behind her, and with a point of her right hand, it rapidly crashed into the sleeping Aatrox.

With an explosion, Aatrox vanished from where he stood, and Harry also withdrew from the Twilight Star Child state.

He panted heavily and stared dazedly at Horatio walking toward him. He tightly protected his shirt pocket, but in the end, he could no longer hold on and fainted.

Before losing consciousness, he saw Dumbledore walk in through the door.

Dumbledore looked helplessly at the severely damaged classroom, helped Harry up, and headed outside. "I'm starting to wonder whether you were reincarnated from a husky."

"And you figured that out too." Horatio put away Li and smiled at Dumbledore.

Harry saw a Little Girl in his dream. She wore a pink princess dress, and a Phoenix stood on her shoulder.

She showed Harry a scene. In it, Horatio sat upon a throne, coldly playing with a black magic wand that looked like the Yi he often used. Hathor lay on Horatio's lap, yawning, while Nephthys stood on the throne's backrest and let out a chilling howl at what lay below it.

Beneath the throne was a swarm of terrifying purple insects, ruthlessly biting into people's bodies. Their bones covered the entire ground, and the earth had been dyed blood-red.

A gigantic black hole floated in the sky, and horrifying monsters poured endlessly from it, mercilessly hunting the people below.

Dumbledore was tied to a stake. Horatio slowly rose from the throne and walked toward Dumbledore. "The moment you stopped me from avenging them, you should have imagined this scene. Look, Dumbledore. This apocalypse is exactly as you wished."

Dumbledore had just opened his mouth to say something when Horatio interrupted him. Without wasting another word, a terrifying purple light shot from the tip of Yi and struck Dumbledore.

"No—" Harry wanted to stop it all, but the scene broke apart. The Little Girl appeared before him again and gestured in the shape of a magic wand.

Harry asked, "You mean a magic wand?"

The Little Girl nodded. Harry was about to ask her something else when she seemed to sense something and vanished from the spot, taking the Phoenix with her.

The instant she vanished, a terrifying giant hand shattered Harry's dream.

"Wait..." Harry sat up from the hospital bed and cried out.

Harry discovered that he was in the school hospital. Horatio, in the bed opposite him, raised a cup of cola in greeting. "Yo, Harry, you're awake."