Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

The pink orb of light struck Harry. Riddle had expected to see Harry suffer terribly from the corrupting energy, but instead, a thin blue film first appeared on Harry's body from the pendant around his neck. Then, a surge of red energy strengthened the film, deflecting the pink orb of light, which then dissipated into the air.

However, after being enveloped by this red energy, Harry's anger was instantly ignited, like a powder keg being set on fire.

"Go to hell, Lockhart!"

Harry swung the mantis knife down hard, severing Lockhart's arm and splitting his body in half. Lockhart's upper body lay on the ground like a dead dog, his snake tail writhing on the ground, but because he had lost control, it soon stopped moving.

Harry sheathed his mantis knife, walked up to Lockhart who had been hacked to pieces, pulled Lockhart up from the ground with his right hand, raised his golden hand, and punched Lockhart hard in the face.

"Bang!"

The golden hand slammed Lockhart's face, denting it and shattering all of his teeth. Harry removed the golden hand from Lockhart's face, and several panels on the golden hand opened, spewing out white smoke. After the golden hand cooled down, the internal hydraulic rods and gears were pulled to their limits again, aimed at Lockhart's face, and then, ignoring Lockhart's terrified eyes.

"Bang!"

Harry then delivered another powerful punch to Lockhart's face. He could hear the skull crack with each blow, but he didn't stop. His fist continued to smash Lockhart's large face, leaving afterimages, until the sound of bones breaking was no longer audible. Only then did Harry lower his golden hand, shake off the blood and brain matter, and turn to look at Lockhart.

Lockhart's head had been smashed into a pulp. The pink energy tried to regenerate his head, but a surge of red energy and a surge of brownish-yellow energy suppressed it fiercely, making it impossible to restore.

Harry threw Lockhart to the ground, his head sprawling like a lump of minced meat, blood gushing out. Even in this state, Lockhart wasn't quite dead yet; his body twitched a few more times, seemingly still struggling. Harry didn't intend to let Lockhart go. Harry already knew that Lockhart no longer possessed that abnormal regenerative ability and was now ready to be killed.

So he took out two grenades from his pocket, thoughtfully tore open Lockhart's chest, placed the grenades close to his heart, then pulled the pin and quickly moved away from the blast radius.

"boom!"

The grenade exploded, sending Lockhart's fragments flying everywhere. Ha used an armor charm to shield himself from the gruesome pulp.

"He should be dead by now." Harry walked to the spot where Lockhart had exploded. Lockhart's body was gone, replaced by a crater and blood everywhere. Lockhart was indeed dead beyond any doubt.

"Trouble solved, job done." The unpleasant feeling in Harry's heart was finally shattered. Anyone would feel disgusted knowing that a pervert who had been lusting after him was trying to get close to him.

......

When Harry arrived at the spot where Riddle had been, he saw Nick standing beside Hermione, with Riddle's ice in front of her. The pattern in Hermione's eyes became very clear, radiating blue light, and the image of the caduceus appeared around her body. She was completely focused on extracting Serena's soul from Serena's body, sweating profusely as she tried to save her. Nick, on the other hand, acted like an invigilator, supervising Hermione as she completed her exam.

Serena's original body is no longer usable. Riddle's soul has been rooted there for too long, and the body is almost becoming Riddle's. Instead, Serena has become an outsider.

Worse still, Serena's soul has been riddled with holes by Riddle, and she can't even retain the most basic consciousness, let alone her memories. With this broken soul, even if she were given a new body, she would not be able to control it.

"That damned Voldemort!"

Hermione looked at the dim, riddled, and nearly disintegrating soul she had just extracted, and felt a pang of self-reproach. Why had she learned so slowly? If she had studied more during her vacation, maybe, just maybe, she could have saved her.

Just as she was blaming herself, Nick placed his hand on Hermione's head: "You've done very well. Learning the core of Soul Alchemy in half a year is really impressive." Nick took Serena's soul in his hand, examined it carefully for a while, and then said, "I can repair her soul, but she'll need a different body."

Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard this. "Mr. Nick, could you, could you please save her? I'll do anything you ask."

Hermione was eager to save Serena, and Nick naturally noticed this as well. He became increasingly satisfied with this student. He turned to Dumbledore, placed his soul in Dumbledore's hands, and went back to get something that could save Serena.

Harry walked up and looked at Dumbledore.

Lockhart has been eliminated.

Dumbledore turned to Harry and smiled with great satisfaction. "Well done, Harry."

"Stop talking nonsense, just give me the money." Harry didn't want to listen to the old man's ramblings at all; he just wanted money from him right away.

"Don't worry, it won't be less," Dumbledore said with a smile. "Just come to my office after everything is over. Oh, by the way, you should know that Galleons are all pure gold, right?" Dumbledore was intentionally or unintentionally reminding Harry, lest Harry, unable to afford the money here in his so-called Night City, would not want to work for him.

"Oh, pure gold... Huh?" Harry looked at Dumbledore in disbelief. He thought Galleons were some kind of synthetic metal or a cheap material, but you're saying they're pure gold?! Well, he'll have to take some money back to Night City to try them out.

Hermione overheard their conversation, but her attention was entirely on Serena, and she was only thinking about how Nick Lemaître would return soon.

However, as a powerful alchemist, Nicolas Flamel was not slow either. Soon, he was standing in front of Hermione again, except that he brought with him an all-silver mechanical doll.

"I can't find a human body to house her soul right now, so I'll use a machine for now. Also, once the soul is inside, she'll lose most of her memories, so it's up to you how you explain it to her family afterwards."

As he spoke, Nick took Serena's soul from Dumbledore's hands, and then extracted the souls from the fish in the river, the birds in the sky, and various plants on the ground, kneading and filling the void in Serena's soul. The souls with various magical elements formed a perfect loop in Serena's soul. Finally, he put the repaired soul into the mechanical doll's body.

"Sizzle..."

A crisp mechanical sound rang out, the doll's eyes lit up with blue light, and its body slowly straightened up. This time, everyone noticed that the doll's waist was empty, with two gears rotating inside. Something like an electric current was supporting her body in the middle, making her appear more agile than a normal person.

The doll's puzzled eyes swept around for a moment, then it smiled and said:

"Nice to meet you, I am Serena Orianna."