Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 115 Mr. Savior

Du Mu sensed the situation over there from afar, but he did not intervene. Instead, he chose to walk over slowly.

At the same time, he probed his mental power into a storage bag in his arms and checked Lei Xiaogu's current condition.

Since Du Mu was able to cast the space-stretching spell freely, he made a large number of small storage bags to store various things in different categories.

Including the incense master's skull that he had been hanging on his waist earlier, it was also stored in a storage bag.

After Du Mu's inspection, he was surprised to find that Lei Xiaogu seemed to be getting along well with the incense master now?

Although this is good, it refers to the soul of Lei Xiaogu holding the almost motionless incense master, checking the other's memory as if turning the pages of a book.

Du Mu sent his voice inside and said, "It's okay for you to look through its memory to entertain yourself, but remember not to kill it. Although I have asked it for the specific coordinates of the portal to hell, I will have to check with it if it's wrong."

Lei Xiaogu seemed not to have heard it. He just immersed himself silently in the Xiangzhu's confused memories to relieve the boring time of his imprisonment.

Of course, Du Mu had also learned a little bit about telepathy and had naturally checked the memory of the incense master. This was one of the few people he didn't have to worry about how he treated him.

At the same time, he also confirmed what Luo Zu said at the beginning, that the incense master did have the memories of the people it devoured. It was just because the incense master's own memory was thousands of years old, so he had always been dominated by its main memory, but he was also confused and could not remember his own name.

Du Mu was not interested in its situation, he just wanted to know the exact location of the portal.

Then Du Mu withdrew his mental power and checked another storage bag.

Inside was the essence and blood of the two Shuras. They were still fighting, but they were struggling to be devoured by each other.

"Hurry up and devour me! It's so dark here, there's no fun at all!"

"No, if I devour you, there will really be no one left to fight with me. I haven't learned how to commit suicide yet."

"I feel like I've lost contact with my original body. How about you?"

"Me too... just talk, don't sneak attack!"

Du Mu felt relieved to see that they were still so energetic.

Batman's dehydration fluid is ineffective against Shura's blood, so he will try to use the basilisk's fangs to see if he can poison them to death.

After a while of procrastination, Du Mu arrived at the scene and just saw Snape take out his wand.

At this moment, Snape also felt a sense of crisis.

He knew that Voldemort could no longer harm Harry now. Snape already knew about Harry's condition through Dumbledore, otherwise he would not have sacrificed his own flesh and blood.

But he still wanted to use the basilisk to kill Tom before, so he was no longer thinking about Harry... but revenge for Lily.

Just looking at Tom, who was now calm about his situation, Snape had a bad feeling in his heart.

Although Harry was immune to Voldemort's damage, Voldemort's own power had not disappeared. He had fully felt this when Voldemort returned his wand to him.

When he handed her the wand, the terrifying sense of danger was real.

This seemingly harmless young man...actually possesses power similar to or even greater than that of Voldemort.

Once the other party picks up the wand again, he will still be the Dark Lord.

And the Dark Lord has loyal subordinates... If he reveals his identity now, countless Death Eaters will surely risk their lives to surrender to him. By then, even if Harry is immune to Voldemort's spells, he will die under the siege of the Death Eaters.

Snape originally thought that after Du Mu resurrected Voldemort, he would do the same thing as he did with Voldemort's soul and kill this guy who no longer had a Horcrux.

It seems that for some unknown reason, the other party was unable to take action.

Was he bewitched by Voldemort? Just like Dumbledore was.

In any case, now that the Basilisk has been eliminated, there is no point for Voldemort to continue living.

While the other party had not created a new Horcrux and had no wand in his hand, Snape decided not to miss this bad opportunity.

In fact, the best opportunity was when facing the basilisk... Unfortunately, it was interrupted by Lupin, that idiot with a hairy brain.

And this bad opportunity was also created by Lupin.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

Snape no longer hesitated and cast his original attack spell at Tom.

Tom's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly let the magic power wrap around himself, taking the attack from Shenfeng Wuying instead of himself.

At the same time, two translucent blue steel needles suddenly appeared in the air, one stabbed at Snape's wrist holding the wand, and the other stabbed at Snape's throat.

The next moment, a figure rushed out, and with two jingle sounds, his hands were covered by bright white magic power, and he tightly grasped the green steel needle shot by Tom.

Afterwards, the green magic power seemed to have encountered ice and snow like a branding iron, and instantly melted away with a sharp melting sound.

The fight was so fast this time that only when Harry blocked Tom's attack did the surrounding students exclaim.

What was just now... wandless casting?
And the person who stopped the other party was actually Harry?
Snape also looked at Harry in astonishment who was standing in front of him.

Did he cast some spell to speed himself up? Why did he seem even faster than the Seeker on his broom?

Tom saw that the magic flying needles he had cultivated for a month melted the ice and snow like magic after meeting Harry, and he immediately showed a self-deprecating smile.

I thought that by practicing Chi, I could bypass the protective magic on Harry.

Unfortunately, the true Qi will automatically merge with the magic power in the body to form what Professor Du Mu calls magic power.

Since mana contains the element of magic, it will be dispelled by the protective magic on Harry.

But the true qi did not disappear...it was just that the true qi left the body and I couldn't control it.

Perhaps, if we fight in close combat, we can still retain some combat effectiveness?

As Tom thought about it, he used the cyan magic power on his ankles, instantly destroying the stable structure of Lupin's hanging bell, allowing Tom to somersault in mid-air and land steadily on the ground.

Lupin was startled and was about to cast the spell again, but Harry raised his hand to stop him.

He was afraid that Professor Lupin would not be able to subdue Tom immediately and that he would use his magic to counterattack.

Harry is now some distance away from Professor Lupin. If Tom attacks two professors at the same time, he will be unable to cope with them.

Tom slowly stood up from the ground, straightened his casual clothes, looked at Harry, and explained: "I was just fighting back normally... I didn't even say anything when I was hung up, you can't expect me to surrender even if I'm killed, right?"

Harry frowned and said, "You could just aim for Professor Snape's hand, not his throat."

"What does it matter? I can see that he is also a Slyderin, and maybe a Death Eater who once followed me. Can't I help you get rid of this fence-sitter who keeps jumping back and forth?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the students around them immediately felt disheartened.

They looked at this young man who seemed like a senior in horror, but they didn't expect to hear words from him that seemed to be an admission of his identity.

This sense of fear comes not only from Voldemort's identity and his numerous evil deeds, but also from the two points of "resurrection" and wandless spellcasting.

In the wizarding world, resurrection is a luxury and a taboo. Voldemort's resurrection is like a monster that comes back from the dead in a horror movie, which carries a sense of despair that the other party may not be able to kill him.

Harry frowned, and wanted to say that the reason you were able to be resurrected was that Snape voluntarily offered the flesh of the servants, but after thinking about it, he always felt that it seemed inappropriate to say this in public.

Harry, a child, couldn't figure out what was wrong, and could only think subconsciously. But his feeling was accurate. If he said this in public, Snape would never be able to clear himself from the blame.

"But he is my professor. If that's the case, I can't let you hurt people in school."

Harry said seriously, "Also, it's time to clarify the matter of you summoning the basilisk, killing Myrtle, and wrongly accusing Mr. Hagrid."

"Oh, you said that."

Tom nodded indifferently, looked at the people around him, and said loudly: "I, Tom Marvolo Riddle. Later known as Voldemort, hereby claim the crime of summoning the basilisk to kill that...Myrtle."

"And it was I who later slandered Rubeus Hagrid's spider, which led to the expulsion of the half-giant."

"Of course, you know more about what Voldemort did later than I do. I was just the first soul he split out for killing Myrtle."

He confessed all his crimes in public, but his last glance fell back on Harry.

"Now, are you satisfied, Mr. Savior?" Tom's indifferent expression contrasted with the increasingly frightened expressions of the surrounding students and even the professors who had rushed over.

The scene was silent for a moment.

Tom looked at the astonished, horrified, and even frightened eyes of the people around him, and was a little surprised.

Then he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Tom chuckled at first, then laughed out loud.

He couldn't help but point at the frightened faces of the people around him and said, "Your expressions are too funny, aren't they? How could you be so scared? It seems that my true form has given you a deep sense of fear."

"Especially when you heard Voldemort's name from that professor just now, you were actually afraid to mention a name? This is ridiculous. If you are afraid of even the name, how are you going to face me in person? Are you going to act out being scared to death on the spot?"

Tom was really overjoyed. It seemed that this world was more suitable for him. There were too many weak guys in the magic world, even more cowardly than those children without hands or feet.

When he was in the martial arts gym, he was depressed every day, thinking that he was just an insignificant little character. Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to his own world, he would see these people behaving in such a ridiculous way.

It really is worthy of being the world that gave birth to itself, haha ​​“Hahahaha!”

Yes, yes, that's right, my weakness is normal, because the magic world that gave birth to me is a group of weak and stupid people...

Harry frowned, "That's enough, Voldemort!"

This loud shout immediately stopped Tom's laughter and also cheered up the students around him who were increasingly terrified of Voldemort's madness.

They all looked at Harry in surprise, shocked that he had the audacity to say Voldemort's name directly.

At the same time, he also noticed the way Voldemort addressed Harry just now.

Mr. Savior?
Is this considered... an official admission from Voldemort?

Not the boy-who-lived, but the savior?
But... he is only ten years old, how is this possible?

"Not everyone is afraid of you. Even when your true form is at its most active, there are countless people who are brave enough to fight against you."

Harry didn't think too much when he said this.

He just felt that at least there was Dumbledore fighting against Voldemort at the beginning, and other wizards who were not Death Eaters were obviously not on Voldemort's side.

But the person who said this was Harry.

Lupin looked at the high-spirited Harry, and for a moment, he seemed to see James' figure.

The other professors who rushed over seemed to see members of the Order of the Phoenix who had died heroically like his parents.

Neville looked at Harry in confusion, but didn't notice that several eyes were also on him.

Among them... were Neville's parents who were tortured to the point of madness.

His identity does represent the traces left in this world by those who died in the fight against the Death Eaters.

For everyone who had personally experienced the events surrounding the Dark Lord, their fear of Voldemort's resurgence was instantly swept away.

This emotion gradually spread among the crowd, and every student who was originally still frightened, after seeing Harry's figure, retracted their terrified expressions and inexplicably had the courage to look Voldemort directly in the face.

Tom looked at the people around him, then looked at Harry, and scratched his hair in annoyance.

He just started to feel comfortable with the atmosphere here.

He was interrupted again by Harry.

"Well, Mr. Harry, whatever you say, I am no match for you anyway, and I have never experienced what happened later."

He opened his arms and said nonchalantly, "So? How are you going to sentence me? For Tom's crimes, or for Voldemort's crimes?"

Tom said this casually, but he was looking at Harry very seriously.

When the people around saw that Tom actually admitted that he was no match for Harry and was ready to surrender, the courage they had just mustered was instantly lost and all the focus shifted to Harry.

They whispered to each other and looked at each other, some with disbelief on their faces, while others had eyes filled with intense admiration.

Hermione is the former, Ron is the latter.

He looked at Harry, who made Voldemort unable to even muster the thought of resistance, and his face flushed with excitement. He just wished that he was the one standing there.

There is material for dreaming again.

Harry looked at Tom with some hesitation.

At this time, Dumbledore's voice sounded outside the crowd.

"He is indeed the soul that was split when Voldemort was sixteen years old... The sin in his soul is murdering one person and framing another."

The crowd immediately parted to create a passage, revealing Dumbledore in the corridor.

He looked at Tom with a complicated expression, but still said, "But even so, this level of guilt is enough for you to stay in Azkaban for the rest of your life, Tom."

Tom looked at Dumbledore in silence.

He looked down at the bloody patch on his wrist.

Azkaban?
I just don’t know if Professor Du Mu’s space portal can penetrate the restrictions of Azkaban?

Du Mu was outside the crowd and did not interfere in what was happening. He just watched the development of events calmly.

As Voldemort showed no intention of resisting afterwards, the Ministry of Magic was called in to arrest him.

The news that Voldemort was resurrected with the help of the Horcruxes exploded throughout the entire wizarding world.

At the same time, another piece of news swept through the magic world like a nuclear bomb, leaving everyone stunned.

Firstly, Dumbledore guaranteed in his own name that the resurrected Voldemort had only the blood of one person on his hands... The Ministry of Magic had complaints about this matter, but considering that even if only one person was killed, the crime would be enough for the resurrected 16-year-old Voldemort to spend the rest of his life in Azkaban, they reluctantly accepted it.

But the problem is... the reason why the resurrected Voldemort surrendered, according to him, was simply because he was unable to defeat the destined savior, Harry Potter.

The already famous 'Boy Who Lived'.

Now with Voldemort's official stamp, he has completely become the de facto 'savior' in name only.

This caused a large number of reporters to flock to Hogwarts. Dumbledore had no choice but to forcibly clear them out and strictly restrict outsiders from entering the school. This was how he ensured that Harry's underwear color would not be revealed by the magical paparazzi during this period.

But even so, the admiring looks from other students on campus gave Harry a headache.

He just wants to be friends with them, but you guys worship me like a savior... Can we still have a good chat?
Harry also wanted to live a life of playing with friends every day, making stupid jokes, and playing pranks on each other.

But now, he was like a rare animal, occasionally causing a few suppressed and excited screams when he walked around a corner.

Harry almost wanted to drop out of school.

Therefore, he also refused to play any Quidditch games. He heard that this activity was very popular and every player was a school star. And now what Harry least wanted to be was a school star.

The only thing that comforted Harry was that...the relationship between Professor Lupin and Professor Snape didn't seem so tense anymore.

Du Mu knew that Lupin actually went to Snape to apologize in private... This was indeed not easy for a stubborn Gryffindor.

There is one more thing. Since Dumbledore now strictly prohibits outsiders from entering the school, Sirius can't come to see Harry.

Lupin, who had come to Hogwarts to find Sirius, could only continue teaching and had no time to travel thousands of miles to find Sirius.

The two friends could only continue to see each other from across the school due to some strange coincidences.

In the principal's office of Hogwarts, Dumbledore looked at the draft Du Mu gave him and stroked his beard: "Well... So, you want to become the god of Muggles?"

Du Mu shook his head: "No, I just want to protect all the Muggles in my territory."

Dumbledore nodded: "Just admit it."

Du Mu: "...Anyway, take a look at this spell I modified, is there any flaw?"

(End of this chapter)