Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 481, Section 476: The Highest Authority at Hogwarts

"Am I too late?"

An unfamiliar voice forcefully interrupted, and led by a man, a large group of Aurors arrived at Hogwarts.

Voldemort was greatly shocked when he saw the man in the lead.

"Grindelwald? You're not dead!"

Grindelwald bowed politely to Voldemort: "I would prefer to hear you call me Fudge."

"I see!"

Voldemort, his teeth nearly crushed by the force of the spell, could no longer bear it and unleashed a curse at Dudley.

"Avada Kedavra eating a melon."

His movements were so fast that no one could react before the curse was already upon Dali.

Even if we are destined to fail today, it's still good to take one person with us.

However, the spell seemed to vanish as if it didn't exist; it struck Dudley and then disappeared?!

"Look, Tom, your female Old Man's Wand doesn't work when it comes to this male Old Man's Wand."

Dudley's mocking voice echoed throughout the sky.

The Killing Curse failed for two reasons: firstly, the wand was specially made by Dudley, and secondly, his entire body was covered in that transparent Moon Essence Liquid.

But Voldemort was unaware of this; his mindset had already collapsed.

Actually, if he can calm down, there is still hope.

Unfortunately, Dali won't give him that chance.

"Senior Tom, or as you shall be, Senior Tom Marvolo Riddell."

Dudley's words revealed Voldemort's identity, which silenced Voldemort for a long time. When he spoke again, his voice was so hoarse that it seemed to come from his trachea.

"I see."

"That's what Voldemort said," he said, then tossed the Elder Wand he had been so desperately wanting to the ground without a trace of regret. "You tampered with this wand too, didn't you?"

At this moment, Voldemort's intelligence, which had been offline for a long time, finally came back online.

"What Dumbledore, what Grindelwald, what bullshit prophecy!"

Voldemort's gaze swept over the two old men, finally settling on Dudley: "My biggest mistake was underestimating you."

He opened his arms to Dudley and shouted, "Come on, let's duel! Let's have a good fight and show you what you're made of!"

"No, no, no." Dudley held up his index finger and waved it in front of Voldemort: "Your opponent isn't me, but..."

The crowd parted to make way for a burly man wearing glasses.

"Haha, Liberty?!"

Voldemort took a half step back after seeing the man, but quickly regained his balance. He had been surprised too many times today, and he was used to it.

"His death was part of your plan, wasn't it?"

Voldemort said with certainty.

If Dumbledore can come back to life, what does it matter if it's just Harry Potter?

He wouldn't believe any lies about Aberforth Dumbledore, Albus Dumbledore's brother, even though that was the only truth in everything Dudley said.

Dudley didn't answer him, but silence was the best answer.

"Let me see what Harry Potter, whom you have such high hopes for, is capable of."

Voldemort no longer cared who it was; all he wanted now was to kill.

"Here, take this. Don't say we brothers are bullying you."

Dudley threw something at Voldemort, who caught it easily. When he unfolded it, he saw that it was a wand, and a very familiar one at that.

"Thirteen and a half inches, yew wood, phoenix feathers."

"My magic wand."

Voldemort said softly, "I didn't expect you to find me."

Harry watched as Voldemort pulled out a small bottle, uncorked it, and drank the liquid inside in one gulp.

"Dalsley, although I absolutely despise you, I have to admit, your potion-making skills are truly exceptional."

"Tom, I will avenge my mother myself."

Harry, having drunk the potion, wiped a drop of liquid from the corner of his mouth.

"Your technique might work against ordinary wizards, but it's too inexperienced to deal with me."

"A wizard needs more than just physical strength. This is my first lesson for you, Pott!"

Voldemort struck first, unleashing a powerful spell from his wand, sending countless black spots swarming towards Harry.

The curse that was used against Dumbledore has been unleashed once again.

All directions, from top to bottom and left to right, are blocked off, leaving no way to escape.

Countless black things engulfed Harry completely.

"Even the strongest physique cannot withstand the power of a curse."

Voldemort gracefully pointed his wand at Dudley: "Dalsley, although I don't know why you were so insistent on pitting Potter against me, nor why you gave my wand back, I must tell you, this was a grave mistake on your part, and now it's your turn."

Dumbledore, wielding the Elder Wand, could barely hold his own against him, so he wasn't entirely without a chance of winning in the current situation.

So what if all the Horcruxes are destroyed? We can just make more.

It's decided.

Let's use the Elder Wand as the vessel for the next Horcrux.

"Your opponent is me, Tom."

Harry's voice rang out, and Voldemort turned his head in surprise to see a sphere formed of silver liquid. When the sphere dissipated, Harry's true form was revealed.

Mystic Code - Moon Spirit Elixir (Enhanced Version).

One of the three (non-Dali's armor type).

"What is this?" Voldemort asked in astonishment.

This equipment from another world was something Voldemort couldn't understand at all.

Of course, with Voldemort's knowledge, as long as he understands the principle of the Moon Spirit Elixir, he can break through without the Origin Bullet, but unfortunately there isn't that much time right now.

The potion Harry drank took effect.

Dudley specially created this potion to fight Voldemort; it's one of three potions.

The next moment, Harry began to cast a spell. The thick red beam of light was no less powerful than Voldemort's spell. Even with a wand in hand, he would have to exert all his strength to block it at his peak.

"Dumbledore's magic!"

Voldemort stared wide-eyed at Harry in disbelief, unable to comprehend how a mere Potter could have become so powerful.

However, Harry's attack was far from over.

Blue Fiendfire burst forth in Harry's hand, and a rain of fire almost set the entire sky ablaze.

"Grindelwald's spellcasting techniques!"

Voldemort struggled to block the attack again, a large patch of his black robe was scorched, completely losing his initial elegance. He originally intended to retaliate with black Fiendfire, but unexpectedly, he was almost instantly devoured by it. The blue Fiendfire was very special, and its mastery of Fiendfire far surpassed his own.

Harry's attacks were becoming increasingly difficult to withstand, as if he were facing a combined attack from Dumbledore and Grindelwald, rather than Harry Potter.

Therefore, he plans to launch a full-scale attack.

However, Harry surprisingly chose to cast the exact same spell as him.

"Tom Riddle's talent and..."

No, it's stronger than his.

Voldemort's curse was deflected by Harry.

Having once again narrowly blocked the terrible spell, Voldemort's hand holding the wand began to tremble slightly.

In a daze, a tall figure appeared in front of him.

It's Potter!

Voldemort felt a violent impact on his jaw, and he was sent flying, flying very, very high.

He saw the stars in the sky.

"Hagrid's power!"

Harry's voice slowly reached his ears.

His body landed heavily on the ground, and his wand had disappeared somewhere.

His entire jaw was almost completely shattered, and Voldemort's mouth was gushing blood.

His blood is red, just like that of an ordinary person, even though he looks more like a snake than a human now.

When Voldemort looked up, he saw Harry holding a strange metal object, its dark shape pointing directly at him.

Magnum, modified by Dudley, is the last of the three, and a prop.

"Tom, times have changed."

These were the last words Voldemort heard in this world.

Harry pulled the trigger after he finished speaking.

At that moment, Dali clasped his hands together, and red light shone from his palms.

The enchanted bullet, unsurprisingly, pierced Voldemort's skull, and Tom Riddle's body turned into countless dust particles that dissipated into the air with a gust of wind.

He didn't even have time to say his last words.

The next day, the Daily Prophet and the Daily Poison and Antidote jointly announced the death of Tom, the successor to the Dark Lord, stating that he was killed by Dumbledore's brother Aberforth Dumbledore and Fudge.

Inside the Pig Head Bar, an old man stared at the contents of a newspaper, his head full of question marks.

"When did I go to Hogwarts? And who did Fudge kill?"

The opposing view published compelling evidence that Fudge possessed a fire spirit army, but of course, nobody believed it.

A year later, Dudley, Harry, Hermione, and Draco successfully graduated from Hogwarts. Discipline became a tradition at Hogwarts, and only the most outstanding wizards could enter. Of course, all of this was on the premise that bullying on campus must be eliminated.

In the same year that Voldemort fell, Grindelwald resigned as Minister for Magic in Fudge's name. Amelia Burns succeeded him as Minister for Magic, while Percy became the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Percy immediately became a news figure in the Ministry of Magic.

Not long after, Hogwarts gained a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

His unique and charismatic teaching style made him a favorite among the young wizards at Hogwarts.

Dudley inherited the title of Chief Wizard of Wizengamor and then traveled the world with Hermione. It is said that the two planned to get married in their third year after graduation.

After graduating, Neville joined the Aurors, but retired two years later because there were no more dark wizards to capture. He then went to Hogsmeade and opened a gym. The proprietress was Luna, a crazy but energetic young girl.

Draco married Astoria after she graduated, and the blood curse of the Astoria family was lifted by Dudley after he had traveled the world.

Ron became the gold medal commentator for the Wizarding Card Game tournament and was also the champion of the next two Wizarding Card Game tournaments.

As for Harry, he chose to stay at Hogwarts and become a Potions professor. The original Potions professor, Snape, resigned from his position to wholeheartedly raise his goddaughter, Lily Dursley.

Three years later, Dudley returned to Hogwarts.

The system notification sound, which hadn't been heard for a very long time, rang in my ears.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's highest authority: Passing the trials of the school's four founders, whether to travel to the New World for further trials. You can return upon completion; refusing will permanently remove your Hogwarts highest authority."

Before Dali could speak, he witnessed a scene that shocked him.

A large door appeared at the end of the corridor in Hogwarts Castle.

"The gateway to a new world? A trial?"

"I see. Apart from Ravenclaw, who died of illness, the other three leaders all went to the New World."

"Hogwarts is connected to other worlds?!"

Dudley walked toward the door that had suddenly appeared.

The main story is complete. I will release side stories and update them continuously.

(End of this chapter)