The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

He stared intently at Scott. "What did you do?"

Scott continued, "Think about it, if that fragment of the soul were to materialize, what form would you take?"

Now it was Voldemort's turn to be surprised.

But the look of surprise only appeared for a moment on that face that resembled Harry's; he quickly calmed down.

He even started speaking calmly again, saying, "You know a lot."

Scott nodded. "Quite a few."

Voldemort said, "Since it is not a manifestation of soul power, then what appears here is consciousness."

"Yes."

Scott nodded in agreement.

"As soon as consciousness dissipates, the fragment of your soul that you left in Harry's body will automatically dissolve and become nourishment for the growth of his soul."

Harry immediately said, "I don't want this kind of nourishment."

Voldemort chuckled and ignored Harry.

He kept his eyes fixed on Scott.

"I'm very curious, how did you manage to do all this?"

"I'm not going to satisfy your curiosity... Armor for protection!"

Scott used the Ironclad Charm to create a magical barrier, blocking Voldemort's sneak attack on Harry.

Before Harry could react, Voldemort's spell collided violently with the magical barrier that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Voldemort laughed, a very happy laugh.

"Although I don't know how you did all this, maybe someone helped you, but you know, it's a double-edged sword."

“I know,” Scott nodded calmly.

Voldemort looked at Harry. "If I can severely damage his consciousness here, I can take over his body as soon as possible."

Scott knew that because Voldemort was now a fragment of his soul, while Harry still possessed a complete soul, he couldn't completely destroy Harry's consciousness.

Voldemort knew this, which is why he used the word "severely damaged".

But what he said was true.

If Harry's consciousness is traumatized, it would indeed make it easier for Voldemort to take advantage of the situation.

Scott had anticipated this.

Merlin, being a fun-loving person, wouldn't create conditions that would be entirely in his and Harry's best interest.

He doesn't like watching one-sided storylines.

“Be careful,” Scott reminded Harry. “He’s not lying.”

Harry nodded. "This is the best opportunity for both of us, isn't it?"

"You're not wrong."

Scott waved his wand lightly, and the chair behind Voldemort instantly transformed into a large hand that reached out to grab him.

Voldemort's figure flickered and appeared on the other side of the carriage.

He flashed and waved his wand, and his large hand transformed back into a chair.

"I want to thank you, Trollope, for reminding me."

Voldemort's red eyes narrowed, making his pupils look like those of some kind of bloodthirsty snake.

"Now that I am a consciousness, I can be less bound by the laws of the real world."

As he spoke, he vanished like a gust of wind.

"Yuktrashir!"

Avada Kedavra!

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously.

A green lightning bolt pierced through Harry's chest.

Voldemort appeared behind the two, his wand connected to a green lightning bolt.

Harry looked down at the green lightning bolt that had pierced through his chest and smiled strangely.

"This is truly amazing..."

Scott maintained the spatial magic without changing his expression.

He placed himself and Harry into a temporarily constructed alternate dimension, achieving a result similar to "virtualization".

"It's that spatial magic again."

Voldemort stopped casting his spell and began talking to Scott.

"It seems that the failure of the original body is because you have mastered this magic."

You're right.

Scott made the temporary alternate dimension disappear without a trace, and then cast a shattering spell on Voldemort.

"Except your weapons!"

Harry also cast his most powerful spell at the same time.

Two red lightning bolts crossed paths.

Voldemort was no longer in the same spot.

"Yuktrahiel".

Scott once again quickly put himself and Harry into a "vacuum" state.

Sure enough, Voldemort targeted Harry again and cast a Killing Curse.

“Use your imagination, Harry,” Scott cautioned. “We’re consciousnesses in a dream world, so don’t be so ‘down-to-earth.’

Harry's eyes lit up, and then he took to the air.

Although not as swift as Voldemort, it is still quite agile.

Scott recognized Harry's talent for flying and thus relaxed his protection to some extent.

He devoted more of his energy to fighting Voldemort.

"Torn apart!"

"Heart-piercing and bone-scraping!"

"Thunderous explosion!"

"The house collapsed and the ground subsided!"

"Sand and stones flying everywhere!"

Avada Kedavra!

...In the blink of an eye, the two of them were throwing multiple spells at each other.

The spells that are recited are not all; they also include silent spells that clash.

But neither of them could gain the upper hand.

The spell that launched them in all directions completely destroyed the carriage they were in.

All three of them took flight and left the train.

But when they landed, they found themselves at a familiar platform, having traveled from the fields the train had passed through.

It is Platform 9¾ at King's Cross Station.

The train that was just there is still parked perfectly intact next to the platform.

"Except your weapons!"

This time, Harry took the initiative to launch the attack.

Voldemort calmly dodged.

"Gungnir!"

Just then, Scott's wand flashed with golden light.

It happened almost instantly.

The golden light extended its forward spikes, then retracted in the blink of an eye.

A fist-sized hole appeared in Voldemort's chest.

Voldemort's face was full of astonishment.

"I never imagined... you had such a curse hidden inside..."

"Surprise attacks make victory easier..."

Avada Kedavra!

Even as Voldemort weakened, he remained fixated on the Killing Curse.

Scott used Apparition to leave the spot.

Voldemort then waved his wand at Harry once more.

Avada Kedavra!

This time, Scott offered Harry no help, and Harry dodged thanks to his relatively agile body.

"Gangniel!"

The golden light shone again.

When the spear formed of golden light appeared, Voldemort, as if he had a premonition, vanished completely.

But before Voldemort could speak, the golden light was already in front of him.

Voldemort disappeared again.