The King of Flags at Hogwarts

In the sewers of London's old city, there is a spacious, square area with a platform over thirty feet high in the center.

When Poppy appeared on the platform, magical torches were burning in all four corners, making it as bright as day despite being underground.

In the very center of the platform is a stone throne, upon which sits a woman in black robes.

“Bobby, my dear,” the old woman’s voice rang out, “we meet again.”

Bobby scratched her head, actually trying to pop the alchemical beads hidden in her hair, and said, "Morgana, stop being so mysterious. I know it's you, and I know you've taken over my mother's body."

Morgana was somewhat surprised, then took off her hood, revealing Christine's face.

With dark eyeshadow and indigo lip gloss, the same face exudes a completely different aura.

"As expected of my descendant, so clever."

She stood up with a smile. "So, are you ready to make your sacrifice?"

Chapter 122 Fierce Battle with Morgana

Poppy stared at Morgana for three seconds and said softly, "She's dressed really ugly."

This answer was unexpected by Morgana and enraged her. She raised her hands high and pressed them down hard, followed by ten black blades slashing from between her fingers.

0.1 seconds before the black blade struck, Poppy blinked forward 30 centimeters, dodging the blade, and then pushed forward with both hands, sending two bolts of lightning shooting out.

Morgana neither dodged nor avoided the lightning, letting it strike her body, which immediately crackled with lightning.

She took a deep breath, and the lightning on her body gathered at her throat. She parted her black lips slightly, and an even thicker bolt of lightning was spat out at Poppy.

The lightning bolt was so fast and sudden that Poppy had to use Apparition again to dodge it.

When Poppy reappeared, Morgana's two preemptively fired ice blades had already struck her! Sharp ice spikes pierced her shoulders.

But the expected blood did not appear; Poppy turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

Morgana seemed to have known all along that it was just a projection, and turned around to throw a punch, which collided with Poppy, who appeared behind her.

One fist was shrouded in dark, menacing energy; the other gleamed with silver light.

The stone slabs on the platform shattered inch by inch around the two people, and the entire underground space resounded with a roar.

Morgana staggered back three or four meters, leaving two deep furrows in the ground; Bobby was thrown away by the force and landed in mid-air.

Bobby looked serious.

Morgana recovered her strength faster than expected.

"Bobby, is that all you've got? You can't beat Mom with that, can you?"

Christine's voice rang out.

Bobby was annoyed for only a second before calming down.

The ancient magic of Olympus is powerful, but Morgana is definitely more skilled at using it than I am.

However, on the other hand, his proficiency in modern magic is definitely higher than Morgana's!

Poppy's Rock-Paper-Scissors Technique!

The 10th of the 15th and 20th!

She spread her index fingers and pushed them forward, each finger unleashing a spell.

You will fall unconscious, your weapons will be obstructed, flames will rage, divine blades will vanish without a trace, thunder will explode, everything will be petrified, sand and stones will fly, you will be quickly imprisoned, and your front teeth will be stuffed with big sticks!

As expected, Morgana was caught off guard by the flurry of punches and used Apparition to dodge for the first time since the start of the battle.

Poppy anticipated Morgana's gaze and appeared right in front of her, delivering a powerful uppercut to her chin.

The sheer force sent Morgana flying into the air, but the attack had no effect on her. She stood in the void, her face ashen.

"Enough! I've had enough of these kids playing around!"

Morgana roared, the voices of the old woman, Christine, and the young girl merging together, reminding Bobby of the old monster in the movies of his past life.

Black mist surged from behind Morgana, instantly enveloping the entire platform. Poppy was shocked and tried to Apparate, but found that she couldn't use it at all.

This was the first time in her life that she was unable to Apparate.

“Hehehe,” Morgana sneered, “Didn’t expect that, did you, Poppy? This is a magic I specially made for you!”

Countless black tentacles suddenly appeared from the black mist, instantly binding Poppy.

“Don’t be afraid, child,” Morgana floated in front of Bobby. “I’m just taking some of your blood. You’re not grown up yet, and I can’t bear to do it.”

Her right index finger transformed into a black blade, stabbing towards Bobby's arm.

Suddenly, two spells shot straight at Morgana, one a fiery orange and the other a clear blue.

Morgana snorted coldly, and two shields rose from the black mist, barely blocking the curse.

The visitors were none other than Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Dumbledore's summoning spells have somehow been upgraded and have become the Black and White Demon King summoning spells.

Two shields shattered, but Morgana's fingers were about to cut Poppy's skin!

"Father Gunduras Luces!!"

Bobby shouted with all his might.

In the next instant, an invisible wave rapidly spread out from her center, covering an area of ​​one hundred meters in radius.

The black mist quickly dissipated, Morgana's fingers instantly returned to normal, and the dark makeup on her face vanished, revealing Christine's beautiful face.

What was originally a sinister image of a witch abusing a young girl has been transformed into an image of a mother caressing her beloved daughter...

"This again??"

Morgana was shocked and took several steps back. She immediately remembered the mysterious area that Dumbledore had lured her into when she first possessed Poppy. It was the same feeling she was experiencing now!

Dumbledore and Grindelwald exchanged glances. They knew, of course, that this was a magic-free zone, but in doing so, they were no different from Muggles and couldn't help at all.

So what was their purpose in rushing over here?

Did you come all this way just to watch a play?

The two old men were experienced and immediately turned around and ran down the platform. Poppy's anti-magic field only had a range of one hundred meters!

Morgana, meanwhile, waved her hands repeatedly, attempting to cast a spell.

But she eventually realized one thing: she couldn't cast spells in this area.

Poppy blinked in front of Morgana and started punching and kicking her.

Morgana countered each move, and the unease on her face gradually subsided.

If Poppy can Apparate within this area, then so can I.

If that's the case, then she's not in a hurry.

"Bobby, do you know why I'm taking your blood?"

Poppy ignored him and just kept outputting her message.

Morgana has been possessing Christine for a long time, and her fighting skills have slowly recovered. Now, Morgana is using Christine's body to revive her bloodline. Although her power is not as great as Poppy's, she will not be overwhelmed.

Poppy has always relied on brute force, but now that she can't gain an absolute advantage in strength and her skills are inferior to her opponent's, she is helpless against Morgana in her desperate attacks.

“Hehehe,” Morgana said, calmly tidying her slightly disheveled hair as she parried Bobby’s punches and kicks. “That kid in the Horcrux is really stupid. He insists on using Harry Potter’s blood, but he doesn’t realize that his biggest enemy now is actually you! Your blood will work just as well if he wants to be resurrected!”

Bobby remained silent, focusing solely on his attack. Dumbledore, who had retreated outside the anti-magic zone, asked, "Why are you cooperating with Voldemort?"

Morgana glanced at Dumbledore and Grindelwald in the distance; the two had joined forces to create another barrier outside the entire anti-magic space.

She scoffed dismissively, then replied, "I haven't been back for a long time, so I need to have some subordinates."

"Voldemort is arrogant and proud; would he listen to you?"

“He won’t listen now, but he’ll listen sooner or later,” Morgana seemed to remember something. “It’s just that that guy is probably split in two, he’s incredibly stupid. He actually disobeyed my orders and launched a surprise attack at the World Cup on his own.”

As a result, the men he had painstakingly gathered were either dead or imprisoned, forcing him to rebuild his strength all over again.

Poppy was kicked away, tumbled in the air, and after landing, rushed towards Morgana again. But this time, Morgana did not fight back and Apparated to the far corner of the platform.

“Judging by the time, it should be about right,” Morgana said with a smile to Bobby. “My dear daughter, I’m really looking forward to seeing you again…”

Morgana vanished in an instant.

Bobby's face was as grim as Viktor Krum's at that moment. She turned to the two old men and shouted, "Harry is in danger!"

Morgana, true to her reputation as a master strategist, brought Bobby here, confident that Dumbledore and his men would come to her rescue; at the same time, she sent Voldemort with his men to Hogwarts to collect Harry Potter's blood.

In this way, Voldemort can be resurrected no matter which side succeeds.

In her plan, Hogwarts' main fighting force had been lured away, and they must be extremely weak at this time. Even if Voldemort and the Death Eaters were not strong enough, it would be easy for them to take the blood of an underage wizard.

Chapter 123 Harry: Hogwarts is the safest!

When Bobby and his two friends returned to the final of the Triwizard Tournament, they found it in complete chaos.

But how chaotic is it? Well, the chaos is only limited.

The maze for the final three-way tournament had been completely destroyed, and over a hundred Death Eaters were being ganged up on by over a thousand junior wizards.

Isn't that infuriating?!

These young wizards, even first-year students, joined the attack, yet their side was powerless to defend itself.

"Stuffing a big stick into your front teeth!" ×1000

Professors McGonagall, Snape, and others only need to break the Ironclad Curse; afterwards, the young wizards will naturally use their front teeth to insert clubs into the opening.

The Death Eater who was hit immediately faced the danger of having his front teeth pierced through his throat!

If his companions want to rescue him, they will have to risk having their own defenses breached...

The dense array of spells truly terrified the Death Eaters!

Another day of my front teeth getting stuck with a big stick and showing off its power.