Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

"Why don't you talk to me? You seem to have a big misunderstanding of me."

The voice of the evil god appeared in Harry's mind. Harry wanted to block it out and not listen to him, but he couldn't.

As soon as the evil god opened his mouth, the Sorting Hat seemed to sense something and started screaming wildly again.

"Don't answer him, don't pay attention to him, don't be bewitched by him, quickly draw out the sword of Gryffindor and stab him!"

The Sorting Hat started going crazy again, and Harry just felt a pain in his head.

Two different voices filled his mind, making him very nervous, as if a shuttle was drilling into his mind.

Both voices want to implement their will into his body!
The evil god waited for Harry's response for a long time. Suddenly, his body rushed forward and got closer to Harry.

This scene made the wizards below nervous.

"Why isn't Harry moving? Why can he stay in the air?"

"Hurry and leave that dangerous place before the evil god attacks him!"

"Could it be that he has been controlled by the evil god, so he has not taken any action?"

Under everyone's nervous gaze, the complete form of the evil god in the air stretched out a hand, as if to touch Harry.

All the wizards couldn't help but scream, and some even closed their eyes, not daring to look.

However, a surprising scene appeared -

The evil god's hand passed through Harry's head and came to the back of his head. Then the evil god moved it down again, piercing Harry's body from the inside out.

But Harry didn't show any change and still looked confused.

The evil god withdrew his hand. Lin Xia watched the scene happening in the sky and found that the evil god's action just now had no effect on Harry.

Lin Xia couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Harry was actually in a special situation.

Although the person appears to be in the sky, his actual body is in another place.

What the complete form of the evil god stirred up was just Harry's shadow!
Thousands of thoughts flashed through Lin Xia's mind, and suddenly she thought of something and her eyes froze slightly.

Harry could never do this by himself.

The Sorting Hat on his head may have played a role, but where did the Sorting Hat come from?

How did it travel through time and space to Hogsmeade? Did Harry bring the Sorting Hat with him when he came here?

She glanced elsewhere and didn't see Hermione and Draco.

If these two people were here, she could still ask.

But even if she didn't ask, a person popped up in Lin Xia's mind——

Dumbledore!

If there is anyone who has such great power to bring the Sorting Hat to Harry across time and space and keep Harry's body in a strange state so that he will not be disturbed by the evil spirit, I am afraid that only the great Dumbledore can do it.

The battle with the Death Eaters and the evil gods has progressed to this point, but no high-level combat wizard like Dumbledore has appeared, which is very telling.

There is only one Dumbledore in the wizarding world, but there are wizards who are just slightly weaker than Dumbledore. But she didn't see any today.

Thinking of this, Lin Xia's expression relaxed a lot.

No matter what, there are wizards like Dumbledore as a backup.

And given how much Dumbledore values ​​Harry, he would never let Harry die at the hands of the evil god.

According to Dumbledore's previous habits, perhaps he would regard today's war as a stage to hone Harry's courage and determination.

High in the air, the evil god kept touching Harry, which scared Harry.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, thinking that he would encounter a strong impact force.

However, after a few seconds, nothing happened.

Harry quietly opened his eyes and found that the evil god's hands were constantly touching his face and his body, but he did not feel anything unusual.

If his eyes hadn't told him that the evil god was right in front of him, Harry would have thought that the evil god stayed where he was before.

The Sorting Hat on his head was screaming madly.

"Take His dirty hands away! They're dirty! Harry, you're going to be infested with bugs!"

"Damned evil god, don't even think about touching our Gryffindor heir, Harry, quickly draw your sword and stab him!"

"Harry, this state can't last long, you must find the sword quickly!"

--"Where are you?"

The evil god's voice spread wildly in his mind, firmly occupying the other half of Harry's mind. It was conspicuous and powerful, and could not be avoided.

——"Not only can I not kill your friends, I can also provide help and even resurrect those you want."

——"The power of the evil god is everywhere. I can help you realize your wish and achieve anything you want."

Harry covered his head with his hands in pain. The two voices were fighting and he was powerless to avoid them.

"Stop talking." He suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Stop talking!" He roared at the top of his voice.

"Stop talking, I told you to stop talking, let me think about it, stop, stop!!"

Harry's voice was a little hysterical. He wanted to hide in a quiet and deserted space so that he would have plenty of time to think. What should he do?
The wizards on the ground also felt Harry's pain. They were anxious to save Harry, but they were powerless.

"Harry, draw the sword of Gryffindor!"

——"I can fulfill any of your wishes, including snatching someone from the hands of the god of death."

"Harry, don't listen to His instigation!"

——"The power of the evil god is everywhere. I can help you do what wizards can't do, as long as you are willing to be my spokesperson."

Harry felt like his head was going to explode, and the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead seemed to be aching slightly, "Stop talking..."

His breath was a little weak, but in the next second he burst out with a strong sound.

"I told you to shut up and stop talking in my head. I have my own ideas. Don't tell me to do anything!"

Harry swore angrily and pulled his hand out from the Sorting Hat.

But the moment his hand left the hat, Harry felt his palm sink. He looked down and saw a sword appeared in front of him.

"The sword of Gryffindor?" Harry muttered to himself.

The wizards on the ground were also shocked when they saw Harry draw his sword.

"What is that?" "The Sword of Gryffindor, that's the Sword of Gryffindor!"

"Legend has it that only the heir of Gryffindor can draw the sword, and Harry is the heir of Gryffindor!"

Unlike the wizard's ecstasy, the evil god's complete form felt a great danger from the sword.

His mind sent him a warning, his body tensed, and he stared at the sword with vigilance.

His intuition told him that he must destroy the sword as soon as possible. If he couldn't destroy it, he would have to stay away from it, as soon as possible!

The evil god's complete form flapped its bone wings behind it, and its figure became illusory and blurry, trying to flash to another place.

But in the next moment, a powerful suction force came from the sword, and even the space was oppressed, and the complete form of the evil god suddenly became unable to move.

His eyes widened. "Such power... This is the power of space. Are you favored by space?"

Suddenly, He stared at the sword in Harry's hand and said in a hoarse voice:
"No, it's not you, it's this sword. This sword has the ability to penetrate space. You can only use its power, but this power does not completely belong to you."

"If you keep using power that doesn't belong to you, you will sooner or later become a puppet of that power. You should cooperate with me. I can take you to find your true power!"

It’s not that the evil god doesn’t want to leave. His bone wings have been flapping, trying to break the force that binds the space.

If the power of the evil god in his body is still abundant, then he only needs to consume some of the power to break the constraints of this space.

But his power as the evil god had decreased a lot at this time, and this layer of spatial restraint was stronger than he had imagined. The evil god was unable to break free for a while, and his body seemed to be entangled in sticky glue.

Unless the evil god voluntarily gives up this vehicle, there will be a chance to escape.

But this is impossible. Without a carrier, the power of the evil god in his body will be more difficult to exert, and his mobility will not be flexible enough.

If there are still many wizards around, He can also occupy the bodies of those wizards and use the remaining evil power in his body to oppress them.

But there was no wizard in the sky, except the little wizard in front of him, but the little wizard's body was not there, so even if he wanted to occupy it, he could only occupy a piece of air.

The evil god was unable to break free from the constraints of space for a moment, and his bewitching words came out like pouring beans, half true and half false.

"Do you want to be someone else's puppet forever? This kind of power is not something you can control."

"I can give you new powers, including the ability to resurrect the dead!"

"You are very special. There is another soul inside you, but you don't seem to know it. However, I can assure you that some top wizards definitely know about your special physique. The reason why they are unwilling to tell you is because they all want to take advantage of you!"

"You can only escape this predicament if you follow me!"

Harry gritted his teeth and stabbed the sword of Gryffindor at the complete form of the evil god. A huge force rushed out through the sword. This force made Harry feel blinded, as if he was hit hard by an object.

His expression unconsciously became ferocious, but his eyes were firm.

"My destiny is in my own hands, not given to me by others!"

"I don't need your help, I can do it myself!"

"I am not you, I am me, I am Harry Potter!"

Gryffindor's sword pierced into the body of the evil god's complete form. A strong magical wave erupted in the air, and space and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

But a few seconds later, a strong tremor hit, and the already shaky houses on the ground collapsed completely under the shock wave.

With a "click", the defensive magic rune formation where Lin Xia and his group of free wizards were located made a loud and crisp sound, and the magic rune formation shattered to the ground like a glass lens.

The wizards inside were affected by the impact and lost their balance and fell to the ground.

On the other side, the large defensive magic rune array cast by the Aurors kept swinging, resisting wave after wave of attacks.

The Auror felt that the magic power in his body was being consumed rapidly. He charged all of it into the defensive magic rune array, but it still could not keep up with the consumption.

"No, we have to hold on. Behind us are the little wizards in the train. If we can't hold on, the little wizards inside will definitely not be able to withstand such damage!"

It takes a certain amount of time to convert high-level magic stones into magic power, and this conversion is not easy. If you want to convert quickly, you have to endure a certain amount of pain. Only a slow conversion will be less harmful to your body.

But now I don’t care whether it is painful or relaxing.

The Auror, who did not have a high-level magic stone, kept injecting energy potions into himself, forcibly squeezing out a trace of magic power from his body to charge the defensive magic rune array.

The Aurors who had high-level magic stones took out all their stocks, ignoring the damage to their bodies, and absorbed several high-level magic stones at the same time, also just to recharge the defensive magic rune array.

Wave after wave of attacks came, and the defensive magic rune array in front of them was like a candle in the wind, which seemed like it would go out at any time.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed like only a few minutes. When the Aurors no longer felt the shaking of the ground, everyone looked up at the sky.

The air was filled with smoke, making it difficult to see what was happening inside.

"Is it over?" a wizard murmured to himself.

"We managed to hold on. The defensive magic array was not broken. We succeeded in holding on!"

"What happened in the air? Will Harry be in danger? I seemed to have seen the sword of Gryffindor before. Are you sure it's that sword?"

No wizard could answer this question. They could only stare at the sky nervously and pray that nothing happened to Harry.

Lin Xia was also looking at the sky.

Because of the extrasensory spell, she can also see farther and more clearly than other wizards.

The smoke in the air was very thick, but it had dispersed a little, and Lin Xia could already vaguely see the outlines of two shadows.

After a while, the smoke and dust completely dissipated, and the scene in the sky appeared clearly in front of the wizard.

Harry and the perfect form of the evil god still maintained the same posture as before. The perfect form of the evil god spread its bony wings and tried to escape, while Harry stabbed the evil god in the chest with the sword.

The unchanging scene made the wizards dare not judge who won.

At this moment, another white-haired wizard suddenly appeared in the air, and the wizard on the ground's eyes lit up.

"Dumbledore! Dumbledore is coming out!"

Dumbledore was like a reassurance pill. As soon as he appeared, all wizards felt the dawn of hope.

With Dumbledore here, the evil god can definitely be destroyed.

Dumbledore patted Harry's shoulder gently and said calmly and forcefully: "Child, there is no need to be so nervous. You have done well enough. Now you can relax."

Harry took a deep breath, his hands and shoulders were stiff, and he kept holding the sword.

Dumbledore guided him from the side, "Take a deep breath and relax. You have already dealt with this evil god. He has lost his ability to fight. Harry, this is a miracle you created."

Harry slowly loosened his hand, looked at Dumbledore, and said in a hoarse voice: "Headmaster, is everything okay?"

Dumbledore nodded: "It's all right."

Harry felt relieved, closed his eyes, and passed out. (End of this chapter)