Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 306 Harry: I don't need you to resurrect Voldemort, I'll do it myself! Death Eaters: ? ? ?

After Krum and Fleur unleashed their red sparks upwards, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic quickly arrived and took them away.

Meanwhile, Harry had already found Cedric, and by the time Harry saw Cedric, he had already touched the Triwizard Cup.

The moment his fingertips touched the gold-plated surface of the Three Strong Cup, the cup suddenly burst forth with a dazzling blue light, like liquid lightning being ignited.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a tremendous force hook his navel, dragging him far away.

This phenomenon was not unfamiliar to Cedric; it was the key to the door!
How is this Triple Cup a key to the door? Why haven't the professors mentioned it before?

As Cedric was about to disappear from sight, Harry frowned slightly, drew his wand, and gently tapped it forward.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly intervened in the spatial forces that were tearing Cedric's body apart, and together with Cedric, he was taken by the Portkey to some unknown place.

When Cedric came to his senses, he felt his feet hit the ground the next moment. His legs went weak and he fell to the ground, the Triple Cup in his hand also falling to the ground.

"Where am I?" Cedric muttered, covering his head.

He stood up and quickly looked around, only to find himself in a dark and eerie graveyard.

The cemetery seemed to be under a permanent spell of gloom. The moonlight struggled to penetrate the leaden clouds, casting crooked shadows between the tombstones, like countless twisted hands.

The soil was wet and sticky like undried blood. When you stepped on it, you could hear the soft cracking of humus mixed with the rustling sound of some slippery creature moving through the grass.

There are many tombstones leaning precariously in the ground all around, their letters worn and faded by time.

The soil beside the tombstone had been turned over, with new soil and old black mud forming an ugly patch. At the bottom of the pit lay an open stone coffin, and the snake-patterned carvings on the coffin walls seemed to writhe in the dim light, as if they had come alive.

What terrified Cedric was that in the center of the cemetery, surrounded by numerous wizards clad in black robes, if Cedric was not mistaken, those people were none other than the Death Eaters, a terrorist organization that had been active in the wizarding world more than a decade ago!

The Death Eaters' black robes fluttered among the tombstones, their faces hidden in shadow beneath their hoods. Only when they raised their wands could one see the cruel glint in their eyes, merging with the phosphorescent light seeping from the tombstones.

The air was thick with the stench of decay and sulfur, a cloying, suffocating odor that seemed to seep into Cedric's body, dragging him into an endless quagmire.

This scene made Cedric realize instantly that there was a problem inside Hogwarts: the Triwizard Cup had been enchanted and turned into a Portkey!

This Triwizard Tournament was a conspiracy; their target wasn't themselves, but Harry Potter.

They want to kill Harry Potter here to avenge Voldemort, or perhaps they want to perform some more evil ritual!

But something seems to have gone wrong with their plan; instead of bringing Harry here, they brought themselves here instead.

Cedric shook his head and smiled wryly. One piece of good news, one piece of bad news.

The good news is that the Death Eaters' evil plan ultimately failed, but the bad news is that I'm going to be dead!
Just as Cedric was in despair and racking his brains for a way to escape, a vortex appeared beside him.

A familiar figure stepped out of the vortex, and Cedric's face scrunched up at the sight.

It's over, it's really over.

There's no good news now, only bad news.

Cedric rushed to Harry's side and anxiously warned him:

"Harry, let's get back to the Triwizard Tournament, it's a trap."

A Death Eater dressed in black answered Cedric on Harry's behalf:

"Hahaha, run? Where can you run to?"

The Death Eater cast a spell on the Triwizard Cup, sending it flying far away so that Harry and Mewtwo could not reach it.

Another Death Eater laughed menacingly:
"We've been plotting for so long to resurrect our master, how could we possibly let you escape?"

Although Cedric is an excellent young wizard, when has he ever experienced a crisis that is being replicated in front of him?
However, even at this moment, the young wizard still displayed astonishing courage.

He stepped forward, shielding Harry behind him, and whispered to Harry:

“Harry, since they ambushed you here, they must have made preparations beforehand. With all sorts of insidious magical ambushes, even you are unlikely to be their match.”

He swallowed hard, trying to relax, but his legs still trembled uncontrollably.
"Run! I'll hold them off here. They're after you. Whatever they want to do, we can't let them succeed, or the wizarding world will be plunged into the same catastrophe as it was decades ago."

Harry shook his head, patted Cedric on the shoulder, and smiled:
"Don't worry, Cedric will be fine. Unlike you, I saw through their scheme a long time ago and came here on my own initiative. You go and make contact with the Triwizard Cup and return to Hogwarts. I'll take care of those Death Eaters."

Cedric stared at Harry with some distrust:

"Are you really sure you can do it? There are so many of them."

"rest assured."

The Death Eaters were very displeased with the exchange between the two, and one of the more senior Death Eaters gave an order to the Death Eater beside him:
"Gore, take care of them!"

Goyle nodded, took a few steps forward, and planted his wand in the ground.

Suddenly, spiderweb-like patterns appeared on the ground, and silver-blue magical runes seeped out from the cracks, like a group of awakened snakes slithering across the soil.

They climbed over the soles of Harry and Cedric's boots and continued to ascend, exerting immense pressure on the two with each inch they moved forward, while they also discovered that they could no longer use their magic.

When runes covered their bodies, they could no longer move and could only speak.

Cedric, realizing the situation, cried out in terror:

"As expected, they were prepared. It's some kind of ancient magic array that can bind our movements and prevent us from casting spells."

"It's over, it's all over. Harry never thought we'd die here."

Goyle glanced at Cedric with some surprise, not expecting this young wizard to know so much, but then he grinned maliciously:

"Even if you know the effects of this magic array, what difference does it make? We've already said you can't escape. Now, become nourishment for our master's resurrection."

But there's one more thing to deal with before that. We only need Harry Potter. You're just too much of an eyesore. Just die.

Adawa is eating a big melon!

An ominous green light pierced through the hazy black fog and shot straight toward Cedric.

Cedric was indeed strong among the students, but he was far too weak in the face of a dark wizard who had experienced countless battles.

He was about to be hit by the deadly killing curse before he could even react.

But then a wand unlike any other blocked his way, deflecting the Killing Curse aside and striking the ground, leaving a shallow crater. It was Harry who had intervened.

Goyle froze, staring at Harry in disbelief, and screamed:

"How is that possible? Why can you still move? You shouldn't be able to move at all."

Harry looked down at the runes on his body. It was indeed a powerful sealing array, probably belonging to ancient magic. Such arrays required a large amount of rare materials to set up, and because of the high cost, even Dumbledore would be greatly affected if he fell into the array.

Of course, Harry was already suppressed in the wizarding world, and with this ancient magic circle, his strength was reduced to less than 10%.

Even with only 10% of his strength, he was enough to deal with Gore, enough to deal with most wizards, and even enough to break this magic circle.

Over the years, he frequently visited the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin to help his senior sister consolidate the violent ancient magic within her.

Over the past few years, he has learned a lot of ancient magic from his senior, and using this knowledge of ancient magic to destroy the sealing array is a piece of cake.

Because of his efforts, the senior should be able to break free from the seal and fully master the ancient magic within her body at the beginning of the next school year.

At that time, a new and powerful wizard will emerge from the camp that reforms the wizarding world.

Seeing Harry breaking the underground magic circle, the other Death Eaters finally stopped sitting idly by and launched an attack on Harry and Cedric as well.

The Killing Curse, the Imperius Curse, and the Crucifixion Curse—three unforgivable curses—stormed down on Harry like a torrential downpour.

However, these evil spells are all stopped by a barrier when they get close to Harry.

The barrier may appear thin, but it is extremely resilient and possesses powerful defensive capabilities.

Within the barrier, Harry could break the sealing array below without restraint.

Then, a few minutes later, the sealing array suddenly went dark.

After the sealing magic circle was broken, the runes covering Harry and Cedric quickly faded away, and Harry felt the magic within him become active again.

In fact, he could have used the magic power within his body to break through the sealing array directly, but he was more interested in this sealing array. It was an ancient magic that he had never seen before, and even his senior sister probably had not mastered it.

This is quite normal, though. The world has been developing for thousands of years, and there are countless ancient magics hidden in obscure corners, which no one can fully comprehend.

Harry temporarily ignored the Death Eaters who were standing ready opposite him and pondered what kind of magic these sealing arrays could be improved into.
Should we collect more sealing arrays? Perhaps we can fix the portals connecting different worlds?
After a moment's thought, Harry turned his gaze to the Death Eaters opposite him.

He had no intention of speaking to them; he only needed to defeat them all, and they would obediently await his reprimand.

Just like how Voldemort treated them in the past.

Upon arriving in the wizarding world, Harry activated Chaos Magic, which had been reduced to a three-fold level. A dazzling magic circle rapidly expanded outwards from him, instantly enveloping an area of ​​about 100 meters around him.

In the blink of an eye, the gravity in all areas except where Harry and Cedric were located increased several times.

All the Death Eaters were about to launch an attack, but suddenly felt their bodies stiffen, as if hundreds of kilograms of weight were pressing down on them, knocking them to the ground.

Only a few people were kneeling on the ground; the rest were all sprawled out on the ground in a sorry state.

Harry rubbed his chin, gazing thoughtfully at the large group of Death Eaters ahead.

"Let me think about what I should do with you."

These Death Eaters before us are all Voldemort's veterans, and their strength ranks among the top in the entire wizarding world.

Harry could kill them all, but that would be too wasteful, or he could enslave them to deal with things he couldn't do openly.

This is like the Root in Konoha, the Hokage's black glove.

One of Voldemort's fanatics roared:
"Damn you, it's only because my master isn't here that you're so arrogant. If the great Voldemort were to rise from the dead, you would surely die a horrible death."

In their minds, Voldemort was a powerful, mysterious, and invincible being.

Harry's eyes flickered slightly, and he had an idea. He glanced at the Death Eater at the front, transmitted a message to him using the loan system, and then, with a mocking expression, sneered:

"Alright, that's interesting. Since you put it that way, I'd like to give it a try and see just how powerful the resurrected Dark Lord really is."

At first, the Death Eaters looked at each other, not understanding Harry's idea. But soon, one of the Death Eaters shouted with ecstasy:

"Then we must resurrect Lord Voldemort, otherwise you will have no chance to fight him."

Harry remained unmoved. "Okay."

Cedric, who was standing to the side, was a little dumbfounded. He had initially given up hope, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better.

But as he rejoiced in his victory with Harry, he suddenly discovered that Harry actually wanted to resurrect Voldemort with these Death Eaters.

His reason was simply to fight Voldemort after his resurrection.

Cedric quickly grabbed Harry and stopped him, saying:

"Harry, you can't do this! You absolutely cannot resurrect Voldemort."

Harry then remembered that there was a Triwizard Tournament champion beside him. He shook his head, tapped Cedric lightly with his wand, and teleported him back to Hogwarts.

“Cedric, don’t worry, this is no longer your concern. Go find Professor Dumbledore and tell him everything that happened here.”

With Cedric's loud shouts, he was teleported back to Hogwarts.

Then, Harry addressed the assembled Death Eaters:
"Come, let us resurrect Voldemort together."

Then, under the bewildered gazes of the many Death Eaters, Harry arrived at the large cauldron in the center of the cemetery.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and green soul fire immediately ignited beneath the cauldron.

He then began the process of Voldemort's resurrection in a way that was even more practiced than those Death Eaters who had practiced countless times.

He first used the Levitation Charm to take a piece of flesh resembling a curled-up baby from the chest of a Death Eater and threw it into the pot.

He then continued:

“Let me think. First of all, your father’s bones, donated unintentionally, can give your son a second life.”

(End of this chapter)