"Bang!"
In the quiet storage room, a sudden sound rang out.
A beautiful young girl with black hair and emerald-green eyes plunged headfirst onto a small cot, and then, as she climbed up while rubbing her head, the back of her head heavily knocked against the ceiling of the room.
"Ouch!" Harley let out a miserable shriek, blaming herself in her heart for being so careless and failing to check her surroundings while escaping.
Yet when Harley looked around, what met her eyes was not a desolate wilderness or a boundless ocean, but a pitch-black, cramped storage room.
This tiny bed, the daily necessities on the bedside table, and a few tattered items of clothing—everything was so familiar yet so alien.
"Is this Aunt's house?" Harley stroked the bed and softly said.
Immediately afterward, Harley buried her face in the pillow, continuously cheering in a low voice as tears slipped from the corners of her eyes:
"Haha, this old lady has successfully returned! The Door successfully locked onto my former world, and I wasn't caught!
Damn Door, damn Amon! As expected, this old lady is the ultimate victor! You can't catch me!"
It was no wonder Harley was so excited. Years ago, due to unknown reasons, Harley inexplicably transmigrated to a strange world.
That world actually possessed legendary extraordinary powers, and there were as many as twenty-two of them! This had thrilled little Harley to pieces.
Yet with good news came bad news. The bad news was that Harley accidentally tumbled near the lair of a faction called the Witch Sect, and was taken back to be groomed as a prodigy.
Thus, the clueless Harry embarked on the path of the Demoness and turned into Harley.
Moreover, it wasn't until she became Harley that she learned there were actually twenty-two Pathways to choose from.
Yet Harley's luck was just that bad, landing right in the lair of the Witch Sect.
Harley's treatment within the Witch Sect wasn't good; after all, she was merely an orphan with no background whatsoever. Therefore, she frequently suffered bullying.
Still, Harley wasn't one to be bullied so easily. Back when she was picked on by her cousin Dudley, Harley had dared to put up limited resistance even without any power.
Now that she already possessed no small amount of martial might, how could she possibly allow herself to be slaughtered at will?
Accordingly, Harley successfully murdered a Demoness one rank higher than herself who frequently bullied her, and stole the potion formulas for the two subsequent professions along with the method to leave the Witch Sect's lair.
In the end, Miss Harley successfully escaped from the Witch Sect and spent her journey fleeing while being hunted, occasionally executing counter-kills along the way.
Ultimately, Harley even successfully advanced to Sequence 3 Demoness of Unaging, belonging to the very peak tier of individuals in that world.
Just when Harley thought good days were coming, her wonderful life had barely begun before it came to an end. This was because the God of Combat and the Evernight Goddess initiated a divine war.
During the period of those two heavyweights' divine war, many conspirators and troublemakers were exceptionally active, such as a certain fellow wearing a monocle.
Amon dispatched His avatars to wander about, and as it happened, a certain avatar discovered the otherworld aura on Harley's body.
Thus, poor Harley had just shaken off the Witch Sect's pursuit only to encounter Amon's gaze and hunt.
This opponent was far more tricky to deal with than the Witch Sect, practically turning into Harley's nightmare.
In the end, driven to a dead end, Harley followed the contents of a notebook she had plundered from a certain Secrets Sorcerer, seeking help from a mad entity whose honorific title was Mr. Door.
Although Mr. Door discovered Harley's differences and harbored malicious intentions, wanting to seize this otherworldly visitor while opening the door, Harley was still a move ahead and successfully escaped back.
When the wave of excitement passed, Harley pushed open the door of the storage room. The sky outside was already faintly turning bright, though the house remained dead silent.
Neither her hateful uncle nor aunt had gotten up, to say nothing of that pig-like cousin of hers, Dudley.
For the time being, however, Harley had no intention of exacting revenge. Although the abilities brought to her by the Sequence 9 Assassin could allow them to quietly sink into eternal slumber without her drawing the slightest suspicion,
Harley preferred to slowly let them experience the pain they had inflicted on her over the years, thoroughly enjoying herself by utilizing the abilities of the Witch and the Instigator.
Naturally, considering that they had taken her in as an orphan, Harley wouldn't deal a fatal blow either. This was the ultimate mercy of a relatively restrained Demoness.
A Demoness always holds a grudge! Harley thought resentfully while inspecting the condition of her own body.
As expected, Mr. Door was exceedingly powerful, able to lock onto her original world through an item in his possession that carried an otherworldly aura.
It was a pity that he was already mad and seemed to have a grudge against that bastard Amon, or rather, was naturally hostile to Him.
Therefore, the two of them would presumably engage in a bloody battle first and lacked the capacity to care about her, a mere ant.
Still, the price Harley paid was likewise enormous; after all, Mr. Door was also extremely interested in other worlds.
Consequently, Harley was forced to give up virtually all the sealed artifacts on her body to stop Mr. Door from striking at her, while simultaneously sealing her own strength so that she could pass through the "door."
"As expected," Harley couldn't help wailing, "now I'm left with only Sequence 7, and I've even reverted to the physical state of an 11-year-old girl.
Later on, I'll have to see if this world has special potions or potion materials, otherwise I can only stay at the Witch stage for the rest of my life.
I worked so hard to advance to Demoness of Unaging! Both longevity and my ageless appearance have just vanished like this!"
Immediately following this, Harley rummaged out a semi-illusory, small box brimming with madness and curses from her pocket.
Aside from her own strength, this box was the sole item Harley brought back from the other world—oh, no, there was also the dress on her body.
Contained within the box was a soul fragment. Though she didn't know whose it was, Harley was determined to thank them.
This was because Harley initially had never clearly understood the Acting Method, merely roleplaying to a certain extent. It wasn't until she became the Demoness of Despair that Harley fully grasped this method.
Yet by the time she reached the Demoness of Despair, Harley still couldn't bring herself to harm innocent people the way other Demonesses did, mostly only managing to bring despair to enemies, so her digestion wasn't exceptionally thorough.
Therefore, prior to Sequence 3, Harley's potion digestion for every single sequence had not been particularly complete before she directly consumed the potion of the next sequence.
At times, in order to rapidly acquire formidable power, Harley would even directly consume the potion of the next stage while knowing full well it was unsafe.
Naturally, during this nearly life-gambling process, she gradually accumulated quite a few unstable factors and mad wills. Replaced with any other Beyonder, they would have perished long ago.
Yet Harley was fortunate. These destabilizing and mad elements that could have manifested in Harley were all attracted away by a tattered soul fragment on Harley's soul that was brimming with madness, allowing Harley to journey all the way to the Demoness of Unaging without mishap.
It was precisely by relying on the otherworldly aura upon the soul fragment inside the box that Mr. Door was able to lock onto Harley's world and open a door connecting the two worlds.
"How marvelous! This world definitely possesses extraordinary power, otherwise why would my soul still be attached with other soul fragments?"
As Harley was pondering the extraordinary power of her this world, she heard the mailbox at the front door click.
Harley recalled that this meant someone had come to deliver mail, yet it was extremely odd, as the person delivering mail never seemed to come this early.
Of course, it was also possible that Harley remembered incorrectly, seeing as she hadn't heard this kind of sound for many years.
Harley walked over and opened the door to check, but the morning street was completely empty, with only an owl flying across the sky. Lying on the doormat at the entrance was a letter—a vintage letter made of parchment.
"Interesting." The corners of Harley's lips curled up slightly as she offered an elegant, slight curtsy and picked up that letter.
The instant she picked up the letter, Harley sensed extraordinary power, though not the power of curses—after all, Witches excelled at casting curse magic, so Harley remained quite confident in this aspect.
Judging from the address on the letter, it was indeed her mail, and it even clearly specified that she lived in the storage room under the stairs.
Only, Harley clearly saw that the last line of the address, "To Mr. Harry Potter," transformed into "To Miss Harley Potter" the moment she picked up the letter.
Harley couldn't help licking her red lips, feeling that this world was simply far too interesting.
She gently closed the door, then swiftly pulled out the letter and skimmed through its contents.
This was an acceptance letter; a magic school named Hogwarts had accepted her, invited her to attend school, and sent her a list of the required books and equipment.
"Magic?" Miss Harley muttered inwardly, seeing as she could likewise cast various kinds of dark magic.
She just didn't know whether the magic in this world was identical to the magic in the world she had transmigrated to.
"Still, this seems like a rather good opportunity!" Harley stroked the parchment with her slender fingers, calculating her future plans.
"Right now, most of my strength is sealed. Although I don't need to consume the corresponding potions again and perform roleplaying, I still need to formulate certain potions to break the seal.
As things stand, this world possesses extraordinary power, yet I am entirely clueless about it.
In that case, Hogwarts is the very best channel; after all, as a magic school, it should be able to provide me with a systematic education, right!"
Thinking of this, Harley made a decision: to go to Hogwarts and have some fun!
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