Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

When the evil god was fighting against the wizard, Lin Xia had not yet realized how powerful the evil god's attack power was.

I just felt that He was somewhat restrained under the pressure of the glorious fire and the Patronus spell.

But when the evil god became furious and didn't care about anything, his attacks were not only aimed at the wizards, but also wreaked havoc on nearby buildings, which showed his true destructive power.

With just one collision, a five-story building collapsed!

The tall building collapsed with a loud bang, but there were no obvious external injuries on the evil god's body. Judging from the intensity of the attack, it would take the attack spells from dozens of wizards to gather together to display such tremendous destructive power.

The evil god no longer relies on himself to resist attacking magic, but instead directs the magic to high-rise buildings and uses the floors to resist.

Except for the Brilliant Fire and the Patronus Spell, other attack magics have little effect on him.

All wizards could feel that the evil god was angry and mad, which made everyone confused and puzzled.

"Didn't they find anything hidden underground?"

"The information gathered by the Death Eaters is wrong?"

"Or was that thing taken away in advance?"

While the wizard was speculating, he was also chasing after the complete form of the evil god.

Originally, it was a bit difficult for them to deal with the complete form of the evil god, but since the evil god broke his palm, the wizards found that its power seemed to be weaker than before, its flashing speed slowed down, and its movement trajectory gradually became captureable.

So even if the evil god went crazy and used buildings to avoid attacks, the Patronus Spell and the Fire of Glory still played a big role.

A wizard noticed something and quickly said, "Have you noticed that the evil god is gradually moving away from Hogsmeade Station? Where does he want to go?"

"It seems to be moving towards the center of the village." A wizard said uncertainly after observing.

The evil god's movement trajectory was very messy. Sometimes it dodged to the left, and sometimes it dodged to the right, but overall, it was moving outward little by little, approaching the center of the village.

Another wizard speculated: "Could it be that the thing he wanted was moved to the center of the village?"

Suddenly, a wizard reacted and shouted: "We can't let the evil god move to the center of the village. There are many shops there, and there are shop assistants and customers hiding in the shops!"

Lin Xia also noticed the evil god's movement path and frowned slightly.

Given the evil god's character, there is no need for him to move to the center area in order to kill more ants.

A strong man would not care about a mere ant. After all, the difference between them is too great. Unless the ant hinders him, he would want to kill it.

Since the purpose is not to kill people, why does the evil god have to go to the center of the village?

Lin Xia looked in the direction of the station again. The location of Hogsmeade station was a bit remote, the place was empty and there were few buildings.

Lin Xia looked at Bellatrix and found that her dark eyes were stained with blood red, giving off a paranoid and crazy feeling.

She looked down slightly and saw His hand which had never healed after it was broken. At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through her mind. After eliminating them one by one, she finally found the most likely reason.

"He wants to sacrifice again. This time, he wants to use the entire Hogsmeade village as a sacrifice!"

When the evil god went underground into the station, Lin Xia knew that what he wanted to find was the little finger bone that she had placed in the ring.

Since the evil god has not been found, will He give up?

The answer is - no.

Since he refuses to give up and still wants to find out what's going on, he can only use a more powerful sacrifice to lure it out.

It is impossible for the evil god to offer himself as a sacrifice. The loss of a broken palm is enough to make him heartbroken, so what he has to do is to sacrifice the lives of everyone in the village!

Thinking of this, Lin Xia couldn't help but gently turn the ring on her finger. This ring was the seamless retractable ring.

She was not sure if the scales of fate could withstand such force by then.

However... Lin Xia's expression was slightly tense. What was even more uncertain now was, could the evil god really move smoothly to the center of the village?
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On the other side, Harry was having a lively conversation with the Sorting Hat.

They had been talking for half an hour, mostly Harry listening and the Sorting Hat doing the talking.

The Sorting Hat was still very concerned about Harry's academic performance and specifically asked him how he did in the exam.

Harry answered truthfully, "The results haven't been announced yet, but I feel fine. Sorting Hat, I'd be happier if you didn't ask these questions."

The Sorting Hat shook its hat happily, "Harry, you are just a student. Your grades are important. I have seen other students who have graduated before, but I always asked about their grades."

Harry asked doubtfully, "They have already graduated, do they still need to take exams?"

The Sorting Hat said as a matter of course: "Of course, learning never ends, and exams never end. Do you think you don't have to study after graduation? You still need to take exams after graduation!"

Before Harry could ask, the Sorting Hat spilled the beans.

"Various skill qualification certificates, various industry qualification certificates, as well as arrest warrants, Muggle World Passes and other certificates... If you want, you can take the exam every day. There are thousands of certificates in total!"

Harry:…

Why does it feel like work is more competitive than studying?
The Sorting Hat takes over, asking him where he's going on his days off.

The long, pointed hat of the Sorting Hat tilted crookedly. "No one has talked to me recently, so I've been a little talkative. Harry, you should use this magic to chat with me more often in the future. I like talking to people."

As if thinking of something, the Sorting Hat said, "I feel that the space magic you cast is quite powerful. You have been talking to me for a long time. Why don't you try to pull me over?"

"Pull over? Are you talking about transferring your space to mine?"

Harry shook his head without even thinking: "I definitely can't do that."

The Sorting Hat said: "But didn't you say that your magic was originally a space transfer magic? That means you can come to my space, and now you are in the principal's office chatting with me.

As long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to pull me into your space, Harry, believe in yourself, you have the potential, after all, Slytherin students have good magical talents and qualifications..."

Harry felt that what the Sorting Hat said made some sense, but the space-shifting magic looked very powerful, and Harry didn't think he could learn it.

The Sorting Hat continued to persuade: "Try again. I feel that you are in a very special state. Maybe your wish will come true. After all, you have even broken through the spatial restriction of Hogwarts."

Harry hesitantly opened the magic book in his hand, which wrote the next steps of the magic.

[A spatial connection has been established, and a dialogue with the spatial object is a success, or a certain impact on the space is also a success]

[Point the wand in front of your arm, parallel to your body at right angles, rotate the wand three times, and chant the spell...]

It was another string of obscure and complicated ancient runes. Harry's heart skipped a beat. He had never learned these ancient runes and could not recite them at all.

However, as if guessing Harry's thoughts, the words on the book twisted and changed, and turned into simpler magic runes. Harry's eyes lit up and he immediately recited the spell on it.

After he finished reciting, his wand emitted a deep blue light, and like a stone falling into a lake, ripples appeared in the air and a space wave rolled over.

Harry looked at this scene in shock, his green eyes widened.

Did he succeed in his move?

The Sorting Hat twisted its hat and exclaimed, "Oh~ What a beautiful spatial magic fluctuation. Such a powerful fluctuation, how come it looks so much like..."

The rest of the words were muffled and Harry did not hear them clearly.

When he came to his senses, he heard the Sorting Hat urging him: "Harry, pull me to your space quickly. I can't move. I have to rely on you to pull me. Harry, hurry up..."

Harry reached out his hand subconsciously, and the next second he touched a rough, stiff hat. The clothes under his hand felt different. If he moved a little, he would see different clothes.

The hat was heavy, and Harry thought it would be uncomfortable to wear.

Suddenly, the voice of the Sorting Hat sounded in his mind: "Harry, I am a magic hat that has been around for thousands of years. My function is not to be worn. There are countless wizards who hope to be worn by me and listen to my advice."

What advice could a hat give, Harry thought?
The Sorting Hat: "Harry! I am a great hat! I have been worn by many famous wizards and I know the thoughts of all wizards. They all want to seek my advice. You don't understand the greatness of this hat at all!"

Harry thought: Well, well, well, those famous wizards are all dead now, so the Sorting Hat can say whatever it wants.

The Sorting Hat: "No! Harry! You are questioning my professional ability! I can understand the heart of every wizard and know what they do best. Although I am not a clean person, I am definitely a great Sorting Hat!"

Before Harry could think about anything else, the Sorting Hat said, "Harry, I know what's on your mind. If you have any questions, you can ask them in person."

Harry was shocked: "No, I don't have any problems."

He pulled his hand inward, expecting there to be some resistance, but it was as simple as a gentle flick. The ripples in space vibrated like water, spreading out in circles.

It was as if a stone had fallen into the water again, with a slight "thump" sound.

Harry pulled the Sorting Hat out of the headmaster's office at Hogwarts and brought it to the space where he was, which was Hogsmeade village.

Harry stared at the Sorting Hat on the table in a daze, and asked cautiously, "Are you serious? I pulled you into my space?"

The Sorting Hat shook its hat and hummed softly: "I am the great Sorting Hat, I am the wise Sorting Hat, I am the most unique hat... Harry, where are you? Why are there so many books around? This space looks a bit depressing!"

The Sorting Hat finished humming the song before looking around and making a comment.

Harry shook his head and said, "I don't know where this is. As long as I don't read, the bookcase will move forward."

The Sorting Hat looked around and said in confusion, "But I see the bookcase isn't moving!"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked around, but he didn't sense any movement.

He lowered his head, not looking at the book, but staring at the desk.

After counting a few dozen seconds in his mind, Harry looked up at the book again and found that the bookcase was still in its original position and had not moved.

Harry looked at the Sorting Hat excitedly, "It didn't move, did it?"

The Sorting Hat looked confused: "It didn't move in the first place."

Harry shook his head. "No, the desk was constantly moving before you came. The space changed after you came."

The Sorting Hat twisted its hat and said unnaturally, "Harry, I haven't been to Hogsmeade for a long time. Today is Christmas Eve. Don't you want to go out for a walk?"

Harry was reminded by the Sorting Hat and thought of something. He looked around anxiously, "Yes, I'm going out. I Apparated here. I made an appointment with Hermione and Draco to go to the Shrieking Shack."

Harry looked for an exit, but this space was very special. It seemed that you could only enter but not exit, and Harry couldn't find an exit.

Seeing him searching blindly, the Sorting Hat said anxiously, "Put me on quickly, Harry. I'll help you search!"

Harry put on the Sorting Hat and followed its instructions.

"Go left and keep going forward. Yes, it's right here. Just bump into it and you'll be able to get out."

The Sorting Hat was above his head, giving him instructions.

Harry looked at the bookcase in front of him. There was no way forward. He was only a few millimeters away from the books. If he continued to move forward, he would really bump into them.

Harry thought of the scene at King's Station. Could the exit be hidden like the station?
Harry closed his eyes and slammed hard!
"boom!!"

Harry felt a little dizzy from the collision, but luckily it was a collision with a book, so the impact was not that strong.

Harry stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, gasping, "Didn't you say the right path was just ahead? Why are you still looking at books?"

The Sorting Hat said, "Uh... don't panic. Let me look through my memory and think about it carefully. The memory is too old. I need to think about it carefully. This scene is very similar to the one in my memory. Yes, this is it. That's right, this is how it should be done..."

The Sorting Hat thought for a moment and said firmly, "Go to the right, then turn left, and keep going forward until you bump into it."

"Go right, turn left?" Harry asked in confusion, "Wouldn't that mean we're just walking back to where we first started?"

The Sorting Hat: "Although we are still walking back to the same place, the path is different this time. Different paths will lead to different results."

Harry: "Are you sure?"

The Sorting Hat affirmed: "Go ahead, Harry, and trust in the great Sorting Hat!"

Harry:…

He finally chose to trust the Sorting Hat, and planned the path according to the instructions of the Sorting Hat. Finally, he came to the place where he first came. Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

撞！
"boom!!"

There was another loud crash, and Harry saw stars again.

He reached out and rubbed his forehead. After two collisions, a bump had formed on his head.

Harry lifted his eyelids and looked at the Sorting Hat above his head.

The Sorting Hat: "Uh... No, that's not right. The great Sorting Hat has seen similar scenes before. According to the guidance of magic, this place is where the magic is the most unstable, and it is also the entrance and exit."

Harry: "Are you sure you got in by collision?"

The Sorting Hat twisted its hat and fell into thought. After a while, it said, "You're right. It doesn't necessarily have to be bumped into."

The Sorting Hat thought for a while and said, "Why don't you take one of the books out." (End of this chapter)