"Y'know, if I wanted to, I could kill you both at any moment," Rose said with a smile as she placed her two hands straight in front of her. Between her hands were the figures of Herpo and the Archbishop.
She continued, "If I bring my palms closer, this happens."
Rose smiled and brought both palms closer together.
As she did so, whether it be Herpo or the Archbishop, both felt the space around them suddenly shrink.
They looked at Rose with the same angry gaze.
She definitely didn't need to say that; she could very well kill them at this moment. But to irritate them, she purposely spoke, wanting to make them feel fear and terror.
"If I keep pressing, you'll become a tomato sauce seasoned with human organs." Unconcerned with their stares, she continued to whisper with a rather sadistic and cold tone. "Are you having fun now? Because I'm quite excited at the moment, excited to crush you like insignificant bugs."
Rose felt she was spending too much time with Asterion; she wasn't this sadistic before meeting him.
"Can you stop her for a second?" Herpo asked with a smile, not worried about being killed. If he were killed, that was just one of his many bodies; he had many others ready to receive him at any moment.
"I can do much more than stop her for a second; I can kill you right now—" the Archbishop spoke coldly as he clasped his hands, ready to use his Domain Expansion.
Suddenly, the space around him violently contorted, breaking his body as if someone were crushing a soda can. Blood sprayed everywhere, staining the walls a crimson red.
The Archbishop of the Aurora Society spat out a large amount of blood and looked incredulously at the white-haired girl who smiled gently at him.
This even surprised Herpo, who looked astonished at the thirteen-year-old girl.
"Don't look at me like that, I'll feel shy," Rose hugged herself and spoke with a rosy tone in her cheeks.
The Archbishop just spat out another large amount of blood upon hearing this.
Herpo covered his face with his palm as he took a deep breath. If possible, he would never encounter Rose Potter again. He had never met such an annoying person in his life, and he had met many famous people who left incredible legacies for humanity.
Unfortunately for his plans, Rose's eyes were essential. So even if he failed today, he would return regardless of Rose's strength, because dreams cannot be killed!
Though the next time he returned, he would bring competent allies, not stupid religious fanatics who didn't possess a single neuron in their heads.
"I think we'll die before we even get a chance to touch her," Herpo said to the Archbishop.
Struggling to stand, blood dripping onto the floor of Hogwarts, the Archbishop didn't care about his wounds and merely mocked, "Are you afraid of death, Stupid Heretic? My lord will embrace me after my death."
Herpo just rolled his eyes at his comments. In two thousand years, he had never seen a god care about a human. Gods or personifications of concepts, as he preferred to call them, couldn't interfere in the material world under normal circumstances.
They seemed more trapped than free, almost as if they couldn't break certain laws.
These laws were as old as the world itself.
The poor Archbishop didn't know that when he died, it wasn't God who would welcome him with open arms, but the very Personification of Death, and she wasn't at all kind to humans, especially after the events of the Perevell Brothers.
Suddenly, an evil laugh echoed from the depths of the hallway, causing everyone to turn and look back. In the shadows of the corridor, a pair of snake-like red eyes glowed.
"Ah, what an honor to see the famous Rose Potter," a cold, hissing voice sounded, and from the shadows emerged a figure.
He was very handsome with black hair and vibrant red eyes, a cold and cruel smile lining his lips.
"What a shoddy job, full of irregularities. But I must admit, you're mad to have split your own soul so many times." As the creator of Horcruxes and with an innate technique related to the soul, Herpo almost immediately noticed the Horcrux fragment in the newcomer's body.
He was truly shocked by the size of the soul fragment he was seeing before him; it was tiny, almost three times smaller than his own Horcrux fragment.
This meant that the man in front of him had divided his soul countless times, something that he, the spell's creator, had never thought of or dared to do!
Damage to the soul was not as simple as physical damage; once damage occurred to one's soul, in the best-case scenario, it was a pain a thousand times worse than physical pain, and in the worst-case scenario, death was a relief, as madness and paranoia consumed the mind until their last days.
At the same time, Herpo knew who the man in front of him was.
"Voldemort," Herpo said with a gentle smile.
The moment he said this, a colossal pressure spread throughout Hogwarts like an invisible wave impacting everything in its path, such a large amount of magical energy that it even made the gravity around heavier and the air thinner.
"You will all die, and I will ensure it is slowly and with much pain."
With her hair wildly floating in the wind, Rose reached out her hand and spoke coldly.
"Innate Spell Manipulation – Limitless – Red."
Swirling red vortexes of energy manifested on each of the three enemies at an abyssal speed.
As Herpo, the Archbishop, and the newcomer, Voldemort, regardless of who he was, were thrown backward, breaking through walls until they exited the castle and landed on relatively flat ground.
Since most of the castle's protections were disabled, Rose teleported and appeared at the location where her enemies were thrown.
At that moment, Rose was using her Six Eyes at full force, the infinite amount of information from dozens of kilometers appearing before her, impacting her mind and causing immense headaches.
"I didn't plan to kill you two, but now that I know you conspired with this human-shaped trash, you're going to die," Rose said, focusing her gaze on Voldemort, who stood up as if nothing had happened.
"If I tell you we have nothing to do with each other, would you believe me?" Herpo straightened his suit and asked with a sincere smile.
"What do you think?" Rose replied sarcastically.
"Ugh," Herpo let out a heavy sigh upon hearing this.
But Herpo knew that not everything in this plan was a failure; discovering the limits of Rose Potter was crucial for the future. So he wasn't exactly sad at this moment because he had learned valuable information about Rose Potter.
"What a shame, I liked this body," Herpo murmured to himself.
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Elsewhere in Hogwarts, the strongest teachers and students battled against the fanatics of the Aurora Society and Grindelwald's Acólitos in an unrelenting fight.
The professors divided the battlefield, which was the outer courtyard, into two fronts. The first front was obviously the professors fighting on the front lines with deadly and cold attacks, almost like cold machines. They were all experienced and powerful wizards.
The second row, behind the professors, consisted of students from fourth to seventh year, along with some strong first years, like Daphne, Theodore, Zabini, Dorea, Draco, and others.
Winds and lightning surrounded Daphne's figure; she looked like a goddess in the air with her long blonde hair floating around her. With a simple wave of her hand, powerful lightning bolts tore through the air, striking the fanatics, throwing them away and killing them instantly.
"These people are insane; they rush in as if they can't feel pain or fear of death." Beside Daphne, Tracey shouted, casting a spell at one of the fanatics, sending the opponent flying backward and crashing into the wall.
"It doesn't matter, just kill anyone who manages to get past the professors," Daphne spoke coldly. Unlike other younger students who were hesitating to kill their opponents, like Tracey beside her, the Greengrass Heiress attacked to kill without any mercy.
One of the first lessons taught to her was to kill without hesitation; hesitation leads to death.
Suddenly, a massive amount of magical energy made the entire castle tremble, followed by deafening explosions, causing the students to feel their world spinning upside down.
Minerva touched the ground of the castle and helped the castle absorb the impacts while continuing to attack the enemies with smaller-scale attacks, as putting too much force into the attacks would destroy the castle and all the students inside it.
Because of her Innate Technique [Heart of Nature], Daphne possessed a great talent for detecting magical and negative energy. In her senses, four tyrannical auras clashed outside the castle, along with two giant suns colliding further in the background.
Six Special Grade Wizards!
Daphne presumed that two of the six Special Grade Wizards were allies – Rose Potter and Albus Dumbledore!
Rose fought against three enemies, and Dumbledore against a single enemy, the most powerful one.
"What in the name of Merlin is happening?" Daphne thought when suddenly, she felt a malevolent aura appear on her battlefield!
A Semi-Special Grade Cursed Spirit!?
How did a cursed spirit appear at this moment?
Daphne turned and looked at the male wizard with medium-length black hair and blue eyes.
This left her shocked; in her senses, the man in front of her wasn't human.
He was a Cursed Spirit!
"Aurelius Dumbledore!" Daphne heard Professor McGonagall say.
His name made Daphne remember the man who appeared at Asterion's birthday party alongside the Dark Lord – Grindelwald.
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"It's been a while, Minerva," Aurelius greeted as he observed his fallen, unconscious, or dead companions.
He didn't blame his comrades for showing such struggle against the strength of the Hogwarts professors.
As one of the three most prestigious magical schools in the world, Hogwarts had the privilege of having powerful wizards as teachers. While in other magical schools, the magical requirement to become a teacher was Grade 4 or 3, at Hogwarts the minimum was Grade 2.
A wizard of Grade 2 was already very powerful, enough to be a commander in many places, but at Hogwarts, they were teachers.
"Aurelius, you're a disgrace to your father's legacy," Minerva spoke coldly, showing no signs of respect for the man who was on the same level as her.
At the mention of his father, Aurelius's blue eyes turned cold, his lips curved into a sarcastic and cold smile.
"My father? A man who didn't even know I existed. He tried to be my father after all the bad things that happened to me. It's almost funny, as if gaining a father would solve all my problems."
Aurelius turned his attention back to Hogwarts and smiled.
"But it doesn't matter now, my dream is about to come true, soon we'll be in a world pure and free of Cursed Spirits."
Minerva narrowed her eyes, she was not unaware of Grindelwald's ambitions, a crazy purpose she considered completely impossible.
"You're even crazier than those fanatics from the Aurora Society," Minerva looked at Aurelius as if she were looking at someone with a mental problem.
"I don't care what you think of me, Minerva. I know the world isn't a fairy tale where everyone listens to what I say, but in the end, they will see that we are their heroes." Aurelius remained impassive in the face of the famous Transfiguration Grand Master's provocations.
"Besides, my current purpose is to delay time so my companion Vinda can catch the Sephirot." Drawing his wand, Aurelius continued speaking, not caring about masking his intentions.
Upon hearing this, Minerva looked incredulously at Aurelius.
She knew what the Sephirot was, physical manifestations of the Ley Lines, small crystallized crystals of pure Ley Line magic. It was still unknown how many years were needed for a Ley Line to produce a Sephirot, but it was estimated in the hundreds of thousands of years.
Just imagining a small crystal with energy accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years sent a shiver down her spine, causing chills and a premonition that things in the future would be even worse than they were now.
"You're insane, just moving such a fragile crystal could cause an unimaginable explosion, capable of sinking the entire island of Great Britain," Minerva spoke with a tense and angry voice.
"You don't need to worry about that, Minerva. We're very professional at this, after all, it's not our first time. Besides, even if it did happen, they could die proud, after all, their deaths wouldn't be in vain," Aurelius smiled coldly, responding with a careless and sarcastic tone.
His tone suggested that he didn't care even if the lives of hundreds of millions of people were lost.
This caused a fury to bubble up in the chest of the witch who put justice above all else.
"You filthy cowards." Clenching her teeth, Minerva spoke while firmly holding her wand.
But she herself didn't move, a fight at her level would destroy the entire castle, killing the students still sheltering inside.
Seeing Minerva not moving, Aurelius smiled and also remained still, regardless of how many of his comrades were dying.
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Over Hogwarts, a rift in space opened, and a massive two-headed serpent emerged from it. From the serpent's mouth, Asterion grimly observed the castle.
He had been busy collecting all the Horcruxes he knew of outside of Hogwarts when he almost immediately sensed the death of his War Maiden. Without hesitation, he summoned his dimensional two-headed serpent and headed for Hogwarts. His main concern was Daphne's safety, especially after the loss of the War Maiden.
Asterion felt Daphne's strong aura and breathed a sigh of relief to realize she was okay, though fighting at that moment. He chose not to interfere in the battle, recognizing that it would contribute to Daphne's growth, not only mentally but also in power.
The Black Heir's eyes fixed on the gigantic barriers covering a vast area. Within them, he detected two familiar auras: Grindelwald and Dumbledore.
Asterion, who once placed some trust in future predictions based on what he knew about Harry Potter in his previous world, now tossed Harry Potter's book aside. The only reliable information was Voldemort's Horcrux locations, but that would only be relevant if Voldemort were the ultimate adversary.
However, in this world, Voldemort was just one of the 33 Special Grade Wizards!
Honestly, Asterion was tempted to kill Grindelwald with Dumbledore's help; after all, the Dark Lord knew some very important secrets about him.
Yet, he hesitated. Grindelwald served as a barrier between him and Dumbledore, and if Asterion eliminated Grindelwald, Dumbledore would likely turn his attention to him!
Which definitely wasn't good, especially with numerous eyes on him.
While giving up on killing Grindelwald, Asterion focused his gaze on Rose, fighting—or rather, that couldn't be called a fight but rather a one-sided massacre. Rose was a monster; you couldn't even touch her, or stop her attacks.
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Suddenly, Asterion looked at the very handsome man with red eyes; he and the man shared some physical and facial similarities.
Asterion smiled coldly. He didn't know how Voldemort managed to regain his body, but it didn't matter. He still remembered the assassination attempt Voldemort orchestrated against him.
The Black Heir was someone who held grudges, and this was a great chance for revenge.
Making a seal with his hand, Asterion murmured:
"Come forth, my Divine General."
"Mahoraga."
Behind Asterion, gigantic chains manifested, chaining up a humanoid monster.
Suddenly, one of the chains broke, followed by the others, one by one, until finally, the last chain binding the Divine General snapped, releasing the monster from its cage!
The Divine General plummeted from the sky and landed on the ground with a crash, roaring furiously.
An immense pressure covered the battlefield, catching the attention of Rose, Herpo, The Archbishop, and Voldemort.
Regardless of who they were, all of them felt a shiver run down their spines as they looked at the white and terrifying humanoid monster with a golden wheel above its head.
"Damn, how could anyone think of creating something like this?" Herpo muttered, feeling his hairs stand on end, warning him of imminent danger. It wasn't his body that was afraid, but the Horcrux!
In two thousand years, it was the first time his Horcrux had feared something. That meant that the white aberration in front of him could destroy his Horcrux!
Rose was no exception; she felt danger for the first time in her life. At the same time, she lifted her head and looked up, a smile appearing on her lips as she saw the huge two-headed serpent floating in the air, with Asterion looking at her from its mouth with an arrogant look, as if saying to her, "See, I'm amazing!"
Without hesitation, she teleported and appeared next to Asterion, sitting in the mouth of the huge serpent.
"You took your time," Rose looked at him and spoke seriously.
Asterion gave no reason for the delay; he truly did not expect Hogwarts to be attacked, nor for the Hogwarts barrier to be broken.
"What is that thing?" Seeing that Asterion didn't respond, Rose asked, pointing to Mahoraga.
"A melody of war and death," Asterion's lips curved into a sadistic smile as he looked at the three Special Grade Wizards.
It was the first time he was using Mahoraga; his cursed spirit was a blank canvas, ready to be painted at any moment. Three Special Grade Wizards were very suitable for inaugurating his most OP cursed spirit.
Mahoraga was also the last of the three cursed spirits created to oppose Rose, along with Ouroboros with Destiny Manipulation and Al-Meissa Mercury, the Two-Headed Mercury Serpent, capable of devouring dimensions.
Together, the three could contain Rose. As for killing Rose, that was another matter, but as Asterion had said, if it came to a life-and-death struggle, he could take Rose with him to death.
"Let's enjoy and watch their despair, Rose. It will be a preview for our revenge against the murderer of our parents," Asterion spoke, smiling sadistically.
"Let's have more fun," Asterion said, looking at the three Special Grade Wizards. Intentionally, he made sure they heard his words.
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