Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

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It's hard to describe how the Death Eater remnants felt when they learned the news.

Their master chose a half-breed Squib as his nemesis, then killed himself, only to find that the Squib wasn't even qualified to enter the wizarding world.

So although everyone is still afraid of Voldemort, mentioning this "you know who" still carries an undeniable sense of comical humor.

For everyone else, it was a joke. But for Snape, it wasn't funny at all.

He felt guilty and upset about it, and in the past two years he secretly came to see Harley more than once—well, not just in the past two years, he actually came quite a few times.

But he was not allowed to get close to Harley. Dumbledore forbade it, saying that whether the child was a wizard or not, only the love magic Lily left in her could protect her.

Therefore, Snape backed down, but the result was...

The fog that blankets Surrey is a major problem, even excluding the Messiah, it's a troublesome matter concerning whether the secrecy laws have been breached.

The Muggle prime minister also strongly protested this, because if a mass incident involving 100,000 people in a town occurred during his term, he might not be able to retain his seat in the next election.

"Dumbledore, a figure is emerging from the fog!"

Professor McGonagall, who had been using Transfiguration to monitor the area around the town, suddenly perked up and said...

Needless to say, Dumbledore, who had already discovered it, Apparated in a second, and Snape followed closely behind.

Soon, they saw the man walking out of town, and when Snape saw him, his brow furrowed even more.

"Dullie Dursley? That wretched Dursley brat?"

Snape was very unhappy to see that it wasn't Harry who came out! He was about to step forward when Dumbledore stopped him, and the white-bearded old man, the White Demon King, kindly stepped forward.

Dali looked at these 'strange people' with trembling eyes. After realizing that they were the 'strange people' who didn't do their jobs properly in his parents' eyes, he didn't need to ask any more questions. He just poured out everything he knew!

"It is not worthy of being considered the end of a tragedy (Natural Born Killers)."

The moment Harley crushed the card, she felt that familiar sensation.

That feeling of facing 'Odin' in a dream and becoming a saint!

But this time, the card no longer brought her that sacred and pure feeling, but rather... a completely opposite feeling.

viscous, pure, painful, cursed

Harley understood perfectly and directly who the card she had become represented was and what it meant.

Jack the Ripper, one of the most infamous killers in modern times.

He may not have killed the most, but he is the most famous and the most fantasized about among the unsolved serial killers of modern times who have never been caught!

This is not a real person.

Therefore, the power he possesses comes from everyone's fantasies and fears about Jack the Ripper. His Noble Phantasm is just that—a killer existing in fantasy, possessing only fantastical concepts!

As for what the Noble Phantasm is, Harley doesn't know and doesn't want to know.

All she needed to know was that now, she could get her revenge!

Black mist spread out from beneath Harley's feet, like a living thing, crawling in all directions along the cracks in the floor tiles.

The first person to notice something was wrong was Dali.

He had just kicked Chris away and was about to curse that bastard for daring to treat his cousin like that—although he did it sometimes, it was his privilege, and outsiders couldn't—when he saw the shadow on the ground.

It's not just one person's shadow, but the shadows of countless people.

The shadows crawled past his feet like black snakes, like flowing ink. They climbed the walls, the pillars, and the ceiling, gradually swallowing up the light source of the entire auditorium.

"W-what the hell..." Dali's voice was stuck in his throat.

The lights went out, and a living darkness emerged. It surged in from all around, rose from beneath our feet, and grew from the shadows of everyone.

Screams rose and fell.

"What's going on?!"

"Who turned off the lights?!"

"Don't push me! You jerk!"

But soon, the screams stopped, and everyone saw light in the darkness—no, no.

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The misty town pointed at Albus Dumbledore and roared.

"You assured me that Lily's daughter would live safely in her family's home, that the magic of love would protect her! That's why I gave up taking care of her—that's your promise!"

"Calm down, Severus, calm down."

Dumbledore soothed the furious Snape with his usual wise and calm tone, but his brow was furrowed as he stared at the town completely shrouded in fog.

Who exactly did this? The remnants of the Death Eaters? Or someone else?

It's all so sudden and unclear.

This fog was also very strange. Dumbledore tried many methods, such as transfiguration, divination, and summoning spells, but all the spells were rendered ineffective in this fog.

Those who go inside can't get out, and what was originally inside can't get out either.

Without a doubt, this was a bizarre thing that only wizards could create. Dumbledore simply couldn't understand who would do such a thing.

Even though Harley's existence is no longer a secret.

"I told you long ago that Harley should be brought to Hogwarts!"

Seeing the furious Snape, Dumbledore also felt guilty, after all, things really shouldn't have turned out this way.

“Calm down, Severus,” Professor McGonagall interjected, trying to smooth things over.

“We all feel sorry for Harley, but she really wasn’t chosen by the Book of Admission; she’s a Squib. It would be the cruelest thing to force such an unfortunate child into Hogwarts.”

"You wouldn't want Lily and James's daughter to end up like Mr. Filch, would you?"

Professor McGonagall's words calmed Snape down a little, but he immediately revealed an even more gloomy and pained expression.

Yes, who would have thought?

The savior who saved the entire wizarding world turned out to be a Squib.

Or rather, this entire prophetic story is now a complete joke in the wizarding world!

According to the prophecy, a person who can fight against the power of the Dark Lord will be born at the end of July. He will be born into a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times.

At the time, only two families met this condition—the Longbottom family and the Porter family.

Voldemort chose the Potter family as his first target because he firmly believed that his nemesis, a half-blood, must be another half-blood.

However, he made two mistakes in this matter—or rather, the Potter family and Voldemort made mistakes simultaneously.

For some reason, James and Lily both said their child was a boy when he was born. But a few days later, they found out he was actually a girl.

This is outrageous, but it's entirely possible in the wizarding world. Maybe the child is a natural-born Animagus who can disguise himself? Or perhaps the couple has simply mistaken him for someone else.

After all, when their child was born, only the couple and a doctor from St. Mungo's Hospital were in their safe house, and the doctor later died in an attack by Death Eaters.

But they didn't have time to clarify this matter later, at least not to Snape.

Then Snape told his master about the prophecy, and Voldemort, completely unaware, chose a little girl as his nemesis.

And then...and then Voldemort was killed by his own Avada Kedavra.

The entire story has a strong sitcom feel to it.

Most importantly, when the savior the entire wizarding world had been eagerly anticipating finally turned eleven, everyone's high expectations were dashed when they discovered...

The savior was a dud.