Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 242, Section 241: The Great Battlefield of Hogwarts

Harry will find a way to actually kill a demon in the real world, and even without those energies or high-energy areas that oppose fel energy, he can completely seal the demon away... Moreover, since a demon he is familiar with has already appeared in this world, returning to Azeroth may no longer be just a fantasy.

Harry isn't afraid of a brat like Voldemort reappearing. If Voldemort can find his way back to this world from the Twisting Nether, Harry, who is already prepared, will give him a complete death.

Compared to the harm caused by a mere imp, the corruption of the castle by demons and fel energy is far more significant now.

Harry knew that to defeat a demon army, he first had to shut down the portals that continuously supplied them with new troops, then carry out a decapitation strike to eliminate the demon commander, and finally clean up the remaining demons and clean up the pollution of the land—Azeroth had a well-established procedure for demon control.

After recovering his strength and briefly bandaging his chest wound and purifying it again with the power of water, Harry temporarily regained some of his fighting ability. The curse on Voldemort's dagger was a unique form of dark magic used by wizards, and he planned to deal with it after the war by asking Snape and Dumbledore for help. For now, he just needed to suppress the curse and prevent it from erupting.

Not intending to venture into the castle's underground section alone while injured, Harry headed towards the Astronomy Tower after leaving the Headmaster's office, intending to meet up with Professor McGonagall and the others first.

He couldn't afford to lose this battle; he couldn't allow the demons to have a bridgehead for their invasion in this world, no matter what.

The war currently unfolding at Hogwarts seemed to many professors and students like something out of a myth. The legendary demons actually existed, and the sounds of fighting and explosions could be heard everywhere, with elemental spirits constantly joining the battlefield as reinforcements.

Like raindrops, elements kept flying into Hogwarts to fight against those hideous monsters: fire, ice, water, and falling stones.

Even though the students had been evacuated to Hogsmeade, they could still see the commotion at the castle from afar, especially the huge ice dragon that was constantly flying in the sky around the castle, which made them scream—to be honest, many students still didn't realize the seriousness of the situation; they just thought it was so cool.

Just think about it, those elemental spirits that you are already very familiar with actually have such powerful combat abilities, and even now there are still a continuous stream of elements emerging from the Forbidden Forest, the sky and the Black Lake and heading towards the castle.

Many students—well, mostly Gryffindor students—are already clamoring to return to the castle to protect their school and fight alongside their professors.

Professor Sprout had to find a few typical cases and severely punish them in order to control these excited students.

As Harry hurried through the corridor between the towers, he even saw several centaurs rushing out of the Forbidden Forest, some carrying bows and spears, others carrying large totems. These were warriors from the Triton tribe, who had come to help after learning of the attack on Hogwarts.

Things were better than Harry had expected. When he arrived at the Astronomy Tower, Professor McGonagall and the Ministry of Magic were already engaged in a battle that had progressed to the point of pushing back the demon front, which surprised Harry.

However, after a brief examination of the wizards' battle, Harry understood why it had turned out this way.

Yes, the magic in this world has indeed become somewhat less lethal after years of decline. Even the spells that Aurors specialize in combat can actually use are not very powerful. The Killing Curse can indeed drain the life force from the target's body, and even demons cannot escape it.

The problem is that the Killing Curse is a spell that requires a lot of magic power, meaning it consumes a lot of energy. Moreover, the Killing Curse cast by these Aurors is only a single-target spell, which is somewhat ineffective when facing hordes of spider demons.

Harry thought the Killing Curse would be great if it could split and attack in groups, draining the life force of all enemies around the target at the same time, or directly draining the life force of a specific area—well, thinking about it that way, the curse feels pretty evil.

They're all green.

However, even though the Killing Curse seems a bit too benevolent when facing demons, and the professors are reluctant to use this unforgivable curse and black magic, their spells are very strange and have varied effects. It is by using these spells that the wizards have withstood the demons' attacks and are beginning their counterattack from the Astronomical Tower.

Harry watched helplessly as a spider-man warrior, who had been roaring and charging forward just a second ago, was transformed into a water glass and shattered on the ground the next second—it was truly dead. Even though his demon blood allowed him to quickly resist the magic of the Transfiguration spell and return to his original form, a mangled corpse was useless even if it returned to its original state.

Simply outrageous.

So, Harry often really doesn't understand the magic in this world. If you say it's strong, it definitely can't destroy a mountain with a single spell. But if you say it's weak, it can travel through time and even directly suppress the magic resistance of demons, transforming them. Not to mention the other strange and wonderful effects.

Even a seemingly ordinary spell like the Split Spell can easily divide a spider demon into several parts—not by an external force cutting the spider demon apart, but more accurately by a conceptual force; anyone hit by this spell will be split apart.

The equivalent of the normal spellcasting steps is: casting spell - magic or energy cutting - cutting complete.

The wizard's Split Spell is: Spellcast - Split complete.

It skips one step in the middle, and the only drawback is that the magic orb must hit the target directly, but as long as it hits, the corresponding effect will definitely occur.

Completely unreasonable.

As for Transfiguration, a spell that can transform a target from a distance, there's no need to elaborate. The long corridor in front of Harry was littered with broken tables, chairs, wooden blocks, and porcelain shards. He knew that these things were theoretically the corpses of demons... It felt rather strange.

In an instant, it felt as if even the corpses of demons, which would cause environmental pollution after death, had become environmentally friendly.

Using transfiguration on intelligent life, well, I should say on other wizards, is an act that would send you straight to Azkaban and into the deepest solitary confinement cell. No one would normally do such a thing—but demons are not human!
To be honest, Harry even wondered if Professor McGonagall was using these demons as targets for practicing her malevolent transfiguration? The rare kind, perhaps?

Even more outrageous, Harry even saw a ball of fel flame being flung towards the wizards by the spider magician. As the flame flew through the air, it suddenly changed direction and even transformed into a green fel phoenix, turning around and burning the magician to death.

Fel energy doesn't have so many lighthearted notions. It doesn't matter who the master is or who the caster is; anyone who isn't strong enough will die—this scenario has happened more than once, making it seem as if the wizards, not the sorcerers, are the ones controlling the fel energy.

To be honest, Harry really didn't expect that wizards could directly change the magic cast by others; this was practically a forced transfer of control.

Putting everything else aside, just by observing Professor McGonagall and the Aurors' battle for a short while, Harry felt he had gained a new understanding of wizarding magic. "Harry?! You're here!"

After Harry stormed in from the other side of the corridor wielding his warhammer and killed three or four demons, the wizards noticed his presence, and Professor Flitwick immediately screamed.

"We need to go to the source of the demons and shut down their portals! Otherwise, we'll never be able to get rid of these demons!" Harry shouted urgently.

"The underground classroom! They're in the underground classroom!" Professor Flitwick shouted urgently. "I know where they are! But I can't get there alone, I need help!"

“Let’s go together, Professor Flitwick!” Scrimgeour made the decision immediately. “Aurors, target the underground classroom! Attack!”

There was absolutely no need for a guide. All the Aurors in British magic graduated from Hogwarts, so how could they not know what that location was?

After quickly clearing out the demons in the vicinity, Harry rejoined the others and headed towards the underground classroom—it wouldn't take long, just a short walk up the stairs.

"Take us to the first floor!"

As the group reached the castle stairs, Professor McGonagall announced loudly. The next moment, as if the stairs understood, they stopped disappearing or moving away on their own and instead obediently carried everyone directly from the top floor to the first floor.

“Good heavens! I always thought that Hogwarts Castle was a sentient being. That’s a lie,” an Auror said, leaning against the stair railing as he took a quick rest.

“Hogwarts still has many secrets, doesn’t it?” Professor McGonagall smiled at him. “We’ve arrived.”

The first floor of the castle had become a massive battlefield where elementals and demons clashed, with armored statues and demons fighting each other. Professor McGonagall's face turned pale at just one glance. The intense battle had completely destroyed the castle's decorations and walls, and the cost of rebuilding it would be an astronomical figure in Galleons.

“Don’t worry, Professor,” Harry reassured him. “If all else fails, we can launch a fundraising campaign in the wizarding community. I’m sure the graduates will be happy to do their part for their alma mater.”

"I hope so," Professor McGonagall sighed softly.

“Everything will be alright once we drive the demons out,” Harry said, then turned to Scrimgeour on the other side of the group and asked, “Where’s Fudge? Didn’t he come in with you? Could it be that he’s already—”

"Fudge has run away!" Before Scrimgeour could answer, an Auror beside him angrily said, "That damned coward, does he even deserve to be Minister?! How dare he run away in a battle to defend Hogwarts!"

“Alright, Gakins,” although he was equally furious about Fudge’s escape, Scrimgeour would still try his best to maintain the dignity of the Ministry of Magic in front of outsiders. He said, “Don’t worry, even without Fudge, our fighting strength can be guaranteed.”

He no longer addresses Fouché as Minister.

“That’s true, you’re much better than him,” Harry nodded and said.

These Aurors, who have spent years dealing with dark wizards or dark magical creatures, are indeed a formidable fighting force among wizards.

Thanks to the stairs, the group quickly arrived at the underground part of the castle.

Bang!

He stomped on a small spider that was crawling around and crushed it. An Auror looked like he was about to vomit at any moment.

“Sorry, he’s a little afraid of spiders,” Scrimgeour had to say in defense of his subordinate.

“I understand. For ordinary people, such a scene is indeed a bit too irrational,” Harry nodded and said. “But you should get used to it as soon as possible, otherwise it would be a huge loss to die for such a small reason once the battle begins. If all else fails, you can go back to the castle and deal with the demons.”

The entire underground corridor of the castle had been completely transformed into a nest of inhuman creatures. White spider webs were everywhere, and pus and fel-infused water of unknown composition were scattered on the floor. On these pus and water were many yellowish-green spider eggs, some large and some small. The large spider eggs were even taller than a person, while the small ones were no bigger than a thumb.

The only thing they had in common was their sheer number. It wasn't just Harry who thought of that problem; everyone was wondering what would happen if the little spiders escaped and these demons took root in this world.

We absolutely cannot let a single one escape—this was a consensus that arose simultaneously in everyone's hearts.

"The flames are blazing!"

Crimson flames surged forth, and no one would be foolish enough to walk directly into the enemy's territory, nor would anyone want to try touching the spider webs that even felt poisonous to the touch.

The blazing flames purified everything, from the spider webs to the spider eggs. There were constant crackling sounds of ovaries being burned and bursting, and the sharp hissing of the newly hatched spider demons as they died. These sounds were like the sounds of hell, and the sheer number of them made many people feel uneasy.

The destruction of their new home drove the adult spider demons, who were pouring out of the depths of the corridors and classrooms on both sides, into a frenzy. Even though many of them... spider demons can use fel fire, it doesn't mean that fire is harmless to them.

Because of—fierce fire.

Some Aurors have already resorted to this forbidden dark magic because they couldn't withstand the immense mental pressure.

(End of this chapter)