A Battle Between Souls Is Deeply Unfair / The Girls' Bathroom Can Be a Way to Escape

Moreover, his current appearance is clearly that of Voldemort himself in the past!

Sensing something was amiss, Harry instinctively struggled, trying to escape this illusory memory, but his consciousness had no control over his body, leaving it to continue its actions as before.

"I've come to ask for your permission to return to this castle to teach. As you probably know, I've seen and done a lot since I left here, and I can teach your students many things they can't learn from other wizards."

In the Headmaster's Office, Harry, who had inexplicably been possessed by Voldemort, passively 'watched' him submit his application to Dumbledore for a teaching position.

Dumbledore, who had been smiling, became increasingly calm.

Chapter 201 The battle between souls is very unfair.

"I admit, you've definitely gained more experience since leaving school."

After a long silence, Dumbledore calmly spoke, "Your actions have also reached the school, Tom... If even half of them are true, I will be very sorry."

Harry was observing from the sidelines, knew what Dumbledore was regretting: Voldemort's actions over the past decade could only be described as those of a "monster."

However, Voldemort clearly did not agree with Dumbledore's view.

"Greatness breeds envy, envy breeds resentment, and resentment breeds lies. You surely know this, Dumbledore."

"You call what you've done 'great,' is that it?" Dumbledore's response remained elegant, but the veiled hostility in his words became increasingly apparent.

"Of course!" Voldemort exclaimed with unwavering confidence. "I've conducted numerous experiments, and may even have advanced magic to unprecedented heights..."

"It's some magic," Dumbledore corrected in a deep voice, "And in others, you are still...forgive my bluntness, but pathetically ignorant."

As the two began to expose each other's weaknesses and spar, the conversation became increasingly heated, and finally, Dumbledore bluntly exposed Voldemort's ulterior motives.

"I don't want to give you this job, and I don't think you expect me to give it to you anyway... You came here and applied for this job because you have ulterior motives."

"If this is your final decision, then there's nothing more to discuss!"

After getting up, Voldemort gave Dumbledore a deep look, and Harry could also feel that the body's hand moved towards the wand in the pocket for a moment!

However, no battle ultimately took place.

Voldemort left the Headmaster's Office and wandered the corridors like a ghost, eventually arriving at the empty corridor on the Seventh Floor, which Harry knew all too well. He walked back and forth three times at the wall opposite the tapestry.

Through Voldemort's eyes, Harry saw the Room of Requirement open, and saw 'himself' take out the Ravenclaw's Diadem he had found earlier, disguise it as a tattered headband, and then attach it to the head of a somewhat broken statue.

The treasure of Eagle House, which Helena Ravenclaw had once lost, returned to Hogwarts without a trace, but no one at the school noticed it for decades afterward.

Having done all this, Voldemort strolled to a huge mirror that was almost as tall as the ceiling.

He looked up at the mirror, and with the help of the reflection, Harry finally saw Voldemort's face clearly.

His face looked as if it had been burned, his features were blurred and distorted, and his eyes were filled with blood red. He had completely lost even a trace of his student days.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts... Dumbledore, you don't want me to teach this subject, do you? Then from now on, you can forget about finding a teacher who stays for more than a year!!"

Voldemort swore a few words in front of the mirror, his lips trembling as if he were chanting some kind of spell, but Harry couldn't hear what he was saying.

After a while, the spell seemed to have ended, but Voldemort in front of the mirror suddenly revealed a sinister smile!

Something's not right!

At the same time, Harry finally realized that something was wrong.

The mirror Voldemort is facing is clearly the Mirror of Erised, but Harry is currently in his memories... In Hogwarts decades ago, this mirror could not possibly be in the Room of Requirement!

"Hmph, so you finally figured it out... Harry Potter!"

A hoarse, cold laugh escaped his lips, and Voldemort in the mirror seemed to transform into a dark, twisted monster, lunging at Harry!

"Oh no..."

Harry only had time to curse in his mind before he felt himself being completely blinded by darkness, followed by a feeling of his soul leaving his body and floating away.

When his vision returned, he found himself back in the pure white space he had been in before.

This time, however, he was no longer alone.

Voldemort, dressed in a black robe, seemed out of place here. His face always wore a sinister and treacherous expression, and his gaze toward Harry was as if he were sizing up prey he was about to devour.

His robes fluttered without wind under the influence of magic, their lifelike appearance more realistic than any illusion before...

"Not good!"

Harry's pupils contracted suddenly as he realized what was happening. He quickly dove to the side and dodged away from where he had been standing. Just as he lay down, a blazing fire suddenly erupted from where he had been standing!

The Voldemort before him was not an illusion, but a being just like himself, a powerful soul!

"Very good reaction, Harry Potter, you actually managed to dodge that attack."

Voldemort clasped his hands in front of him, seemingly wanting to show off his elegance to Harry, but as he spoke, an even more powerful spell was shot at Harry without warning!

The magic flashed like a blade, Harry couldn't completely dodge it this time. The incoming spell tore off one of his sleeves, and his entire arm instantly bled profusely!

"Damn it!" Harry wiped the blood from his arm, turned and ran.

It's so unfair for him to fight here.

Voldemort clearly possessed the power of his prime, even capable of casting Wandless Magic; however, Harry had no wand and could not even sense the power of the Obscurus or the water element.

In a battle where neither side had any external aids, Voldemort facing Harry was like an adult bullying a kindergarten child!

"Running won't help, Harry Potter!" Voldemort rose into the air like a black mist, relentlessly pursuing Harry while simultaneously unleashing a barrage of spells upon Harry.

"Slytherin tried to manipulate you, wanting you to gather all my scattered souls from all the Horcrux and then take over your body... But in my opinion, there was absolutely no need for that!"

Voldemort suddenly unleashed a spell at Harry's feet, the violent explosion sending Harry flying high into the air before he crashed to the ground in a sorry state.

After that fall, Harry felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

"I told you, you couldn't escape." Voldemort strolled up to Harry, a smug look of victory on his face. "The Ravenclaw's Diadem is the third Horcrux I created, and also the Horcrux that has been with me the longest. It contains my most powerful fragment of soul. As long as it merges with the other two fragments of soul, I don't even need to combine any other Horcrux; I can completely annihilate your soul..."

"Drink!!!"

However, just as Voldemort was gloating and about to end the battle, Harry suddenly let out a powerful roar!

In an instant, an invisible wave of sound, mixed with Harry's long-accumulated magic, slammed into Voldemort like a heavy hammer, making his mind buzz and causing him to go blank for a moment!

Harry, who was also affected by his own voice, managed to stand up with his strong will and quickly escape from Voldemort.

Chapter 202 The Girls' Bathroom is a Place to Escape

"Having many skills is never a burden"... Harry, who is currently on the run for his life, has finally personally verified the truth of this saying.

In this battle that suddenly began because of the Ravenclaw's Diadem, Harry's abilities were restricted to most of them. If it weren't for his skill in channeling magic into his voice, he would probably have already fallen into Voldemort's hands!

Although the sonic attack bought Harry a brief window of opportunity to escape, the situation remained extremely precarious, with virtually no chance of turning things around.

"What should I do..." Harry looked around anxiously as he ran.

Voldemort will soon recover. In Harry's current state, he definitely can't win a fight, but right now all around is a vast expanse of white, and he has no idea where the escape route is!

"Damn it! What should I do... um, what is this?"

Just as Harry was rubbing his forehead in distress, he suddenly felt his palm press against a hard object on his forehead.

"Isn't this a jewel in the Ravenclaw's Diadem?"

Instinctively, Harry reached out and grabbed at his forehead, and to his astonishment, he actually plucked a large, sparkling blue-green gemstone... clearly the same one from Ravenclaw's Diadem!

The moment Harry got his hands on the gem, he suddenly felt as if a flood of brilliant ideas had sprung up in his mind.

This illusion is a special space connected to one's own soul, so no matter what power Voldemort's soul fragments possess, he will always be the master of this place!

Therefore, if you want to find a way out, you must change your surroundings to a place you are familiar with!

Without time to investigate the reasons in detail, Harry immediately mobilized all his thoughts to imagine, and gradually, he found that the surrounding environment had changed.

The once empty, pure white space was gradually replaced by ancient walls, and hurried footsteps began to echo in the corridor. A tapestry flashed by... Harry had returned to the Seventh Floor of Hogwarts!

Next, if he can escape the castle before Voldemort catches him, he will be able to completely escape the illusion before him!

So, following the guidance of the gem, Harry began to run quickly downstairs.

"Headmaster Dumbledore... I beg you, you must find a way to save Harry!"

At this moment, in the Hospital Wing, Hermione was lying anxiously by Harry's bedside, her pleading words tinged with tears.

After Harry fell unconscious after wearing the Ravenclaw's Diadem, Hermione managed to get him to the Hospital Wing. During that time, she tried to remove the Ravenclaw's Diadem from Harry's head, but it seemed to be permanently attached to his head and she couldn't get it off at all.

Just after Madam Pomfrey settled Harry into his hospital room, Harry suddenly developed numerous wounds, large and small, especially on his arms where blood was mysteriously seeping out and even staining the sheets beneath him!

This scene not only terrified Hermione, but also startled Dumbledore and several other professors who rushed to the scene. However, they were also unable to remove the Ravenclaw's Diadem normally.

Dumbledore even teamed up with Snape to hack into Harry's brain in an attempt to find a way to awaken Harry, but they were frustrated to find that they simply couldn't break through Harry's mental defenses!

"Hermione, don't panic. The headmaster will definitely find a way to save Harry ..." Professor Flitwick whispered to Hermione, but his voice trembled even more than Hermione's.

Professor Flitwick is now filled with remorse. Harry is clearly his most admired student, yet every time something happens to him, he can only stand by helplessly!

"It seems the problem still lies with the Ravenclaw's Diadem." Snape had already drawn his wand. "If we can't remove it from his head, we'll have to destroy it."

"Calm down, Severus," Dumbledore low voice, trying to calm Snape, who was starting to act impulsively. "Clearly, somewhere out there, Harry is engaged in a fierce battle. What we need to make sure now is that we don't become an additional burden to him with our recklessness."

Almost the instant he saw the Ravenclaw's Diadem, Dumbledore had already determined that it was a Horcrux, and Harry's current injured state made it easy for him to piece together the general outline of the situation.

Although he didn't know what Harry was going through, he could tell that Harry was definitely fighting to 'destroy' the Horcrux.

His soul might be entangled with Voldemort right now, and if Snape really releases some powerful spell that can destroy Horcrux, Harry's soul might also be severely damaged!

"But..."

"Harry?!"

Snape was about to retort when Hermione suddenly exclaimed from beside the bed. Everyone looked down and saw that Harry, who had been unconscious, was gripping the jewel on his Ravenclaw's Diadem with one hand!

In an instant, a bluish-green halo quietly escaped from between Harry's fingers...

"Hmph, do you think you can escape from me once you return to Hogwarts? Don't dream!"

In the strange illusion, when Voldemort recovered from the tremor, he found himself back at the door of the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.

However, after a moment's thought, he quickly guessed what had happened, and immediately gave chase towards the stairs, soon catching up with Harry!

"Don't waste your energy, you can't escape anyway!"

As Harry continued his relentless pursuit downwards, Voldemort seemed to leave Hogwarts as an empty shell, with not a single person appearing to help Harry.

However, he didn't seem to be able to directly restrain Harry's actions, so he just kept blasting spells forward, trying to use his powerful strength to kill Harry.

Fortunately, he didn't restrict Harry's movement, which allowed Harry to run all the way from the Seventh Floor to the third floor. And whether it was out of panic or a stroke of genius, he eventually reached the abandoned girls' restroom on the third floor!

"How did I end up here again?"

During his escape, Harry paused for a moment, speechless. Was his fate with the women's Girls' Bathroom truly inescapable?

"Harry Potter, you can't escape! Impediment Jinx!!"

Voldemort, who arrived from behind, fiercely chanted a spell, creating a tangible barrier that completely blocked both sections of the corridor beside Harry!

"It's over, Harry Potter..."

"Harry, come over here!"

Just as things were about to turn around, the bathroom door behind Harry suddenly opened, and a transparent female ghost was standing in the doorway, waving anxiously at Harry.

"Myrtle?" Harry, who had instinctively run towards the toilet, paused, startled. Why was Myrtle the only one who appeared when Hogwarts was completely deserted?

"No time to explain, get out of here by flushing the toilet!"

Myrtle floated with Harry to the far end of the toilet, anxiously pointing to her usual cubicle!

"Even with this useless ghost helping you, you still won't escape!" Voldemort, baring his fangs and claws, was already chasing after Harry!

"Since it's a restroom... there should be water, right?!"