Harry Potty Is Dead, Hehehe / The Prophecy Is Dead; Long Live the Dark Lord

In the drawing room, Harry's accusations grew increasingly harsh, while the middle-aged Potter silently endured them, and everyone else listened with pained expressions.

They would think Harry was being unreasonable, because in their view, the middle-aged Potter had already done a very good job.

He was just a kid back then, and he still managed to defeat Voldemort in the end...

So why go to such extremes and criticize Harry Potter?!

But they had no idea what it was that made Harry feel both hateful and pathetic!

Incompetence and lack of intelligence are not hateful; what is hateful is being incompetent and lacking intelligence without realizing it, and even dragging others down with it!

Sacrifice and suffering are not tragic; what is tragic is that some people could have avoided sacrifice and didn't need to endure that suffering at all!

In the very end, Harry raised his hand again...

But after a long while, he chose to gently put it down.

"To be honest, I really want to dig up all the awful things you've done in the past and slap you a hundred or two hundred times, but... because of one person, I've decided to let it go."

Harry glanced at the middle-aged Potter with disgust... but in his eyes, there suddenly appeared a hint of envy that no one else knew.

"Be thankful you have a wonderful principal who loved you deeply until the very last moment of his life... no, even after his death! For his sake, I won't make things difficult for you any further."

Harry truly never expected to see such a kind and wise old man in the memories of middle-aged Potter. No wonder the old man named his child after him.

And this is one of the reasons why he wanted to travel to another time and space...

"Headmaster? You mean... Dumbledore?!" Upon hearing Harry's words, the middle-aged Potter, whose face was bruised and swollen from being slapped, froze on the spot.

The image of the old man suddenly appeared before his eyes, and as his vision blurred, the image gradually became clearer...

Finally, the middle-aged Potter could no longer control his emotions and covered his face, bursting into tears.

It turns out that this time, he still didn't solve the problem on his own, but rather with the help of a deceased old man...

"That's enough crying..." Harry scoffed indifferently. "We should get ready to leave now!"

"Us? Wait... Uh!" Hearing Harry's words, middle-aged Hermione was the first to react, but it was already too late.

The carpet beneath their feet suddenly seemed to come alive, stretching out and tightly wrapping the seven time travelers together, so tightly that it was almost like a mummy.

These people, whose wands had already been taken away, had lost the Wandless Magic and were easily subdued by Harry!

After that, they could only watch helplessly as Harry, along with Hermione and Luna Lovegood, came to their side and began to twirl the worn-out pocket watch in his hand.

"I did say I'd take you home, but... I didn't intend to just watch you leave."

The hourglass of time began to turn, and all the surrounding scenery instantly became chaotic, gradually forming a bizarre and fantastical corridor...

At the end of the corridor lies another dimension!

Chapter 750 Harry Potter is dead, hehehe

In his third year, Harry frequently used the Time-Turner to travel through time, but this time, the experience was quite different.

He could barely perceive the changes in the surrounding scenery, because he was completely enveloped in a bizarre and chaotic world, like a long corridor through a wormhole, which was carrying everyone forward at high speed.

Throughout this time, the feeling of being grounded remained constant, like walking on a high-speed conveyor belt... If it hadn't suddenly turned into an elevator, the journey might have been more comfortable.

Finally, the surrounding space stopped shaking, and everyone seemed to have stepped into thin air, falling down as if weightless.

"Where... is this place?"

Hermione looked around curiously. They were in a dilapidated hut with dust and cracks on the walls, looking even worse than a room in the slums.

Moreover, within those cracks, there appear to be even older traces, resembling claw marks.

The room's decor could only be described as bleak. Apart from a dim, yellowish chandelier overhead that emitted a pungent odor, there was only a dilapidated table in the room... which, of course, is no longer there.

Just as they arrived, the group of seven, wrapped in a carpet, landed on this table and trampled it to pieces.

"The Time-Turner doesn't change its location during the time travel process, so we should still be in the nursing home's reception room, which corresponds to the Shrieking Shack."

As Harry explained, he used a Sleeping Charm and Full Body-Bind Curse to calm the agitated broken pocket watch before tossing it into his Space Ring.

"Harry... where did Harry go? And Al... oh my god, why are they all gone?!"

At that moment, middle -Ginny suddenly let out a panicked scream, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The carpet that had previously bound the group of seven had come loose. This wasn't because Harry had deliberately broken the spell; rather, it was because one adult and one child were missing from the group, causing the carpet to unravel on its own.

The middle-aged Potter disappeared, along with his unruly children.

They seemed to have vanished into thin air. They were perfectly fine before they crossed over, but after landing, they mysteriously disappeared without a trace, not even a hair was left behind.

"What exactly did you do?" Hearing Ginny's shout, Ron immediately turned his attention to Harry. "Did you hide them?!"

"It was those two who disappeared..." However, Harry completely ignored middle-aged Ron. After a moment's thought, a look of understanding suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I understand... they didn't disappear, they just no longer exist!"

"Doesn't exist? Could it be influenced by history?!" *2

The two Hermione present fell into deep thought at the same time, and then suddenly realized something.

However, unlike Hermione who was simply analyzing the situation, the middle-aged Hermione, like the middle-aged Ron, couldn't help but glare angrily at Harry.

"Mr. Granger, do you know the consequences of your delay?!" Realizing the gravity of the situation, the middle-aged Hermione grew increasingly furious. "That woman succeeded! This world might already be completely under Voldemort's control!!"

As a wise witch, Hermione's taste in choosing a husband may be less than ideal in her middle age, but when it comes to analyzing situations, she is now much better than the still-naive Hermione.

After all, she had spent so many years in the Ministry of Magic; she certainly learned more than just how to wrestle and pass the buck with a bunch of brainless politicians.

Harry suddenly changed his mind when he was seeing them off, not only taking control of them but also traveling through time with them, which shows that he never genuinely wanted to help them.

Considering the disappearance of the Potter and their father, and the even more dilapidated environment of the Shrieking Shack, the middle-aged Hermione could be absolutely certain that the timeline Harry set was not the 'past,' but the 'present'!

In other words, he didn't travel back to 1995, when the Triwizard Tournament was held, to stop Delphi. Instead, he traveled to 2020, when Albus was in fourth grade!

With his actions, Delphi is certain to gain the upper hand and completely rewrite history from over twenty years ago!

So, Voldemort won, and Harry Potter has already...

If all of my analysis is true, then Albus Severus Potter is a completely unfounded historical figure!

"What on earth happened?" On the other side, Ginny- aged woman who was completely confused, was on the verge of tears. "Hermione, tell me, what are you talking about? Where are Harry and Al?"

"This... Ginny, and Ron, you two need to calm down." The middle-aged Hermione tried her best to help the not-so-bright siblings understand the situation. "The time we're in now is very different from what we've experienced before. In this time, Harry might have been dead for many years... and without him as their father, Albus wouldn't have been born..."

"What did you say?!" Ginny screamed again in disbelief. "Harry... he was just standing here perfectly fine! Why did he die? And why wasn't Al the one born?!"

"I have absolutely no idea what's going on, but it must be related to those three, right?!" Compared to his sister, middle-aged Ron was even more confused now, but he knew... whatever happened, just point the finger at Harry and his two friends.

"This..." Middle-aged Hermione opened her mouth, but didn't know what else to say.

She's really feeling down right now. Why is it that no matter what that guy says to his friends, everyone can understand him?

But looking at himself, even though he had explained it so clearly, the Weasley were still completely oblivious.

Sigh... Could it be that I really did choose the wrong college back then?

"Who are you... Good heavens! Hermione, Ron, what are you doing here? And you've brought Ginny with you?!"

However, just then, perhaps because the previous commotion had attracted the attention of others, a ragged witch also cautiously barged in, wand in hand.

But the moment she saw everyone, she froze on the spot.

"You are..." The middle-aged Hermione was also a little stunned. She felt that the other person's face was familiar, but she couldn't remember the other person's name.

She was a middle-aged witch with long, curly hair, looking older than Hermione. Her face appeared quite weathered, yet her beauty was undeniable.

This person is...

"Strange, what's wrong with you all? You... you actually captured that bastard Draco Malfoy, and even his child?!"

The witch who had just entered was initially puzzled, but when she saw the father and son who had fainted to the side, she immediately screamed with delight.

"My God, this is a huge success!!"

"Success?"

Middle-aged Hermione was completely bewildered; she couldn't remember who the person was, nor did she know why they were so excited.

When she instinctively turned around, wanting to see Harry's reaction, she found that Harry, the other two had already disappeared...

Chapter 751 The Prophecy is Dead, the Demon King shall Rise

"Being able to ignore the Anti-Apparition Jinx is really convenient~"

At this moment, in a distant London neighborhood, the figures of Hahl and his two companions appeared at the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron place they remembered.

However, it's no longer called that; instead, it's been changed to a more specific name...

"Welcome to the Death Eater House! Have a good day playing with those wretched mud..."

As soon as he casually pushed open the door, a dried-up human head hanging by the door immediately began to spew out filth in a hoarse voice, and Harry crushed it into dust in mid-air before it could utter the forbidden words.

His actions drew the attention of everyone in the bar to the three of them.

Hmm... you can tell from their clothes and demeanor that these guys are probably all dark wizards, or rather... Death Eater.

"Three brats... what are you doing here?" Just then, a Death Eater was enjoying a drink in a booth slowly stood up and questioned the three men with displeasure.

Compared to the usual casually dressed dark wizards, this guy's attire was much more refined. He wore a cloak embroidered with exquisite patterns over his robes, giving him the air of a superior.

As he got up and walked towards Harry and his two companions, the two dark wizards who appeared to be his bodyguards quickly followed.

"Don't you know any rules? Didn't your elders teach you that you must take an oath before entering Knockturn Alley Death Eater House?" He approached Harry and his two companions, placed his hands on his chest, and pressed his wrists together, making a gesture of devout prayer.

"For the Dark Lord and for courage!!"

He suddenly shouted loudly, seemingly without any sense of shame, and Harry also noticed that the others in the tavern did the same thing, even echoing him loudly.

"I see. Not only was the Leaky Cauldron turned into Death Eater House, but Diagon Alley Knockturn Alley." Harry nodded knowingly. He carefully examined the face opposite him and suddenly recognized the person. "You're Theodore Nott?!"

Because he had previously accessed the memories of middle-aged Potter, Harry also happened to know what Theodore Nott looked like when he grew up. Although there was a slight difference in temperament between him and the imposing man in front of him, they could still be roughly recognized as the same person.

"You should call me Mr. Nott, or simply 'Sir'!" The adult Theodore Nott adopted a condescending air, "Hurry up and tell me honestly, which family do you belong to?"

"We are from the Granger family," Harry replied calmly.

The sentence encompassed all three of them, and Luna Lovegood didn't react particularly, while Hermione subtly rolled her eyes.

"Granger? What a coincidence, that's the same surname as the wanted criminal... Wait a minute!"

Theodore Nott scrutinized the three faces thoughtfully, but the more he looked, the more uneasy he felt!

"Wait! Who exactly are you people? Why are you the same as before..."

But before he could finish speaking, a blinding flash of light suddenly struck him, knocking him unconscious.

The next second, upon discovering that Theodore Nott had been suddenly attacked, his two bodyguards' expressions changed drastically, and the other dark wizards in the bar also slammed their fists on the table and raised their wands menacingly at Hahl and his two companions!

After that, a series of spells flew around, accompanied by a constant clattering sound...

Squeak~

A moment later, the back door of the bar quietly opened, and Harry and his two companions walked out of the bar as if nothing had happened.

Behind them stood Theodore Nott, a man with a bruised and swollen face, but with a vacant stare and an obsequious demeanor.

Without a doubt, he had been placed under Harry's Imperius Curse, and of course, he also made a cameo appearance as an NPC explaining the background of the quest.

Now that they've determined they're in a dark dimension, Harry naturally doesn't need to stick to the old ways.

In a world where everyone is an enemy, is the best way to gather information to argue with the survivors?

Not only would he have to waste his breath explaining his origins, but he would also have to find ways to gain the other party's trust... Rather than going through all that trouble, Harry might as well just capture prisoners and double-cross them in Knockturn Alley.

Since the Death Eater are the only active force in the Britain Wizarding World right now, Harry can use any method to extract information without any scruples, which will definitely allow him to obtain the information he needs much faster.

"Cedric Diggory... his achievements are terrifying, they even killed me~"

After briefly exploring Theodore Nott's memories, Harry couldn't help but sigh in disbelief.