Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

As the liquid flowed into his mouth, the old man suddenly felt that the flow of time seemed to slow down a lot, and he seemed to see decades ago in a trance.

It was also here that I was the only one left on the battlefield. The last order the Muggle commander gave before his death was to hold the position.

Besides those Gregorian bastards, there were also German tanks and artillery on the opposite side.

He was left with only his comrades' remaining ammunition and his own wand.

What did you do back then?

Oh, now I remember...

The old man first released several "obstacles" at the black-robed men, then lifted up the canvas cloak he had been wearing since 41, revealing the grenades hanging on his body.

"A salvo of ten thousand bullets!"

This spell was originally going to use magic to form a canary to attack the enemy, but in 41 years a wizard made some improvements to the spell.

This spell now throws grenades and mines in a cloud near the caster, detonating them near the target.

When the explosives exploded in front of him, they knocked over the men in black robes.

It’s just like those German iron boxes turned into scrap metal here back then.

Amid the sound of the explosion, the old man felt as if he had become younger again, and his former strong and vigorous self was back.

In the past, I was able to hold my ground against the Germans, and today I can also keep my old friends safe from these Gregorian bastards.

The frontal attack was blocked, these bastards must have some tricks up their sleeves.

I have to be careful, but unfortunately... there is not much ammunition left.

The old man, who was on guard, heard the sound of an apparition behind him.

These bastards, just like before, always resort to this dirty trick of stabbing in the back.

But... I caught you!

The old man let go of the submachine gun in his hand, and as the submachine gun slipped from his hand, the old man pulled out an old engineer shovel from behind.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

The old man turned around and slammed the shovel in his hand towards the direction where the sound of the Apparition came from behind him.

"Pfft..."

Before the engineer shovel in the old man's hand hit the target, a long sword pierced the old man's body.

The engineer shovel in the old man's hand was less than a finger's distance away from the black-robed man's head.

If... I were fifty years younger... not even thirty...

As blood gushed out of the wound, the effects of the potion and the old man's last bit of strength flowed out of his body like water from a pierced bucket.

As the effect of the potion quickly faded, the black-robed man in the old man's eyes changed from those Gregorian bastards wearing German uniforms more than 40 years ago to a red-haired woman with a haggard face and a black robe.

"Cough cough..."

Before the last bit of strength faded, the old man shook his wand slightly.

Now he can cast one last spell, a spell that can only be cast once in a lifetime...

"Light……"

However, as soon as the old man uttered a word, the woman in the black robe waved the wand in her left hand.

"Expelliarmus."

After disarming the old man, the woman in black robe carried the old man and walked to the black robe man standing in front of the statue.

When the old man was carried by the woman in black robe to the front of the man in black robe, he saw the man in black robe who had been knocked down by his grenade before crawling up from the ground again.

"Immortal Legion?"

The black-robed man in front of the statue took off his hood and looked at the medal hanging under the brown cloak of the dying old man.

"Join me and I will make you truly immortal."