Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

"I'm leaving anyway, I need to have some fun first, go get all the signboards here, you should know what I want."

The special agent who fell to the ground was not angry at all. Instead, after throwing a wink, he hurriedly picked up a pajamas from the ground, put it on and left the box.

The night in Amsterdam is always so plain and boring.

But this boring nightlife is bound to encounter some unexpected events today.

Harry tugged at the corner of Black's clothes, constantly signaling Black with his eyes to calm down and not be impulsive.

While listening to Dumbledore, Scrimgeour, the head of the British Auror Office, and the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Dutch Ministry of Magic emphasizing over and over again.

The British wizard Willy Wildersingh who entered the Netherlands two months ago is a dangerous dark wizard. In order to ensure safety, they hope that the Dutch Ministry of Magic will allow the British Auror strike team to participate in the operation.

However, in response to Dumbledore and Scrimgeour's requests, the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Dutch Ministry of Magic repeatedly emphasized that Dutch Aurors were as professional as British Aurors, or even more professional.

Any dark wizard activities in the Netherlands will be brought to justice in the shortest possible time.

This is why there has never been a Dark Lord in the Netherlands, but there has been one in England.

The Netherlands' extremely professional Auror team has now locked onto the location of the dark wizard, and has begun evacuating the surrounding Muggles and is ready for action.

Now the British Aurors who have come from afar just need to drink a cup of coffee here, wait for the Dutch Aurors to complete the arrest, and then extradite the dark wizard back to their country.

As he spoke, he took out a stack of guidance documents and asked whether it was Dumbledore or Scrimgeour who signed the documents.

Facing the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Dutch Ministry of Magic who was so confident that the Dutch Aurors could complete the task, Scrimgeour picked up the quill and signed the document while suppressing his emotions.

"If an ordinary Auror could solve the problem, do you think Dumbledore and I would make a special trip?"

The Director of the Netherlands Department of Magical Cooperation smiled slightly when he heard Scrimgeour's words.

"If he is really that dangerous, why did you bring a child with you on this operation?"

"He's no ordinary kid! He's Harry Potter!"

Scrimgeour almost squeezed the words out through his teeth.

"To me, he's just a kid."

The head of the Dutch Department of Magical Cooperation turned and looked at Harry with a smile.

"I'm afraid he hasn't even finished first grade? Are you so short of people? Even first graders..."

Before the director of the Dutch Department of Magical Cooperation could finish his words, a terrified Dutch wizard broke open the office door.

"The operation failed! Those Aurors couldn't stop him!"

118 Bah! What the hell is this research!

The expression of the Director of the Dutch Department for Magical Cooperation became very interesting after the terrified wizard rushed into the office.

In an instant, expressions of surprise, anger, and embarrassment appeared on his face.

Harry, who was standing aside, thought that if this brother could no longer work in the Ministry of Magic one day, he might consider making a movie.

Just with this expression that is quite similar to Jim Carrey and Mr. Bean, let alone an Oscar, he should be able to win at least the Palme d'Or or the Golden Bear.

"Mr. Dumbledore..."

The Director of the Netherlands Department of Magical Cooperation looked at Dumbledore awkwardly.

Dumbledore's expression was calm, as if no one had just said, "Our Dutch Aurors are professional, but your British Aurors are no good!" He just asked the wizard who just rushed in, "Where is the address?"

The wizard first looked at the director of the Dutch Department of Magical Cooperation, who was already livid, and when he found that he had no objection, he tremblingly spat out an address.

So in the office, except for the director sitting behind the desk, everyone else followed Dumbledore out of the office one after another.

After arriving at a place where he could Apparate, he began to Apparate with a crisp "pa!" sound.

As before, Harry, who was Apparated by Dumbledore, felt that he was first flattened and stretched at a certain moment and then restored again.

As that unpleasant feeling came over him, Harry found himself arriving at his destination.

Harry was now standing by a canal. The houses on both sides of the canal were decorated with red neon lights and had huge display windows on both the first and second floors.

Although there was no one standing in the window at this time, it was not difficult for Harry to tell from the items displayed in the window and the red neon lights on the street that this street was engaged in special service industries.

Before Harry could wonder why the wizard came to such a place.

The next second, Harry, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, found some things that didn't belong here on the streets on both sides of the canal.

After all, on a Muggle street, there appeared humanoid tentacle monsters wearing wizard robes, but with tentacles sticking out from the collars and sleeves, looking like starfish. You would never think of these guys as friendly forces.

As soon as Harry drew his sword, the British Aurors who came with Harry spread out their formation, drew their wands, and cast large amounts of magic at the tentacle monsters.

However, unlike their terrifying appearance, these tentacle monsters did not fight back after being attacked by the Aurors.

Some tentacle monsters even actively collided with the magic shot by the Aurors.

Almost as soon as they came into contact, these tentacle monsters fell to the ground without any resistance.

"Dumbledore, something is wrong..."

Scrimgeour raised his wand and carefully surveyed his surroundings.

"These things are wearing the robes of Dutch Aurors..."

As Scrimgeour was speaking, a letter floated towards Dumbledore and the others from a nearby house with a red light on.

Before the letter got close, an Auror quickly hit the letter with a spell.

The letter exploded with a "BOOM!"

A somewhat slick voice sounded beside the canal.

"Listen, no matter who you are, don't come looking for me! I just want to live a peaceful life. If you don't believe me, you can check what I have done during this period. I believe you have the ability to do it."

"Of course, since you bothered me tonight, it proves that you think you can dominate me, so I left you a warning to let you know who you are messing with."

"Finally, I'll emphasize again that I just want to live a peaceful retirement life, so no matter who you are, stay the hell away from me!"

As the roar sounded, the tentacle monsters that had been knocked down by magic before, like ants attracted by sugar cubes and piranhas attracted by the smell of blood, quickly broke free from their robes and began to flow into the canal next to them.

Seeing the tentacle monsters moving again, the Aurors waved their wands again and began to attack the tentacle monsters that were trying to enter the canal.

However, the Aurors' magic did not cause any significant damage to the tentacle monsters that gathered in the same place.

The tentacle monsters that had fallen to the ground after being hit by magic before, this time showed amazing resistance when facing the Aurors' magic. No matter what kind of magic the Aurors cast, at most these tentacles would stiffen briefly, and then continue to twist.

Under the attack of the Aurors' magic, the tentacle monsters were still rapidly wriggling into the canal. Only the dwarf blizzard cast by Dumbledore froze some of them.

As the rest of the tentacle monsters entered the canal, a giant starfish, as tall as three or four stories and made up of countless tentacles, stood up from the canal.

"Meat~!"

As a huge spiral mouth full of sharp teeth opened in the center of the giant starfish, the starfish's first roar shattered the glass on the buildings around the canal and made the Aurors cover their ears in pain.

Only Dumbledore calmly pointed his wand at the starfish's big mouth when the starfish roared.

A fireball the size of a winter melon instantly flew out of Dumbledore's wand and fell accurately into the starfish's big mouth.

With a loud "boom!", the huge starfish expanded a little more, and a faint red light appeared under the skin composed of tangled red tentacles.

"Blood~!"

The giant starfish roared again, but this time the roar was much smaller than before.

While roaring, the starfish's huge tentacles slapped the houses along the canal.

The house that was hit by the starfish immediately shattered like a Lego block that was slapped by a naughty child.

"flesh!"

As the starfish roared, the Aurors began to cast magic on the giant starfish again, but the Aurors were different.

In addition to throwing magic with his wand, Sirius also took out a grenade launcher from somewhere and threw grenades at the giant starfish "ping! ping! ping!"

The magic cast by the Aurors fell on the giant starfish and was bounced off the starfish's skin like a pea thrown at a steel plate.

However, at the same time as the spell was deflected, the grenade fired by Sirius achieved some results and only broke off two tentacles on the surface of the starfish.

While the Aurors and Sirius were scraping the giant starfish, Dumbledore waved his wand and summoned five giant fireballs around him, then waved his wand.

The five fireballs, each as tall as a man, smashed into the giant starfish.

Amidst the terrifying roar, the giant starfish that was waving its tentacles to wreak havoc staggered.

Just as the starfish staggered, Harry, who had already gifted himself with skills including the Prosecutor's Power, Magic Sword, and Celestial Perception when the Aurors were frantically casting spells, marked the giant starfish with the Hunter's Mark.

Then he skillfully used the Phantom Step to teleport himself to the top of the giant starfish.

"Holy Slash!"

When Harry appeared above its head, the giant starfish noticed Harry and immediately stretched out its tentacles from its head, trying to intercept Harry.

When the giant starfish stretched out its tentacles to intercept Harry, Harry had already slipped from the sky like a golden meteor.

First, a ray of golden light pierced through the tentacles of the starfish, and then, as if unhindered, it went straight through the entire starfish from the tentacles at the top of the starfish, and then a ray of golden light lit up from the giant's body.

With a "crash", this giant made of flesh and blood instantly collapsed and turned into a pool of twisted flesh and blood scattered in the canal.

The twisted flesh even formed a dam on the canal, blocking it.

In a distant residential building, a noseless man was hugging two special forces officers who were shivering, either because of what they had seen or because the palm-sized pieces of cloth could not keep out the chill of the night. They were looking at the canal that was flooded due to being blocked by flesh and blood.

The noseless man shook his head slightly.

"Horrible, really terrible. They are flesh and blood puppets made of ascended wizards. Even those guys would have to work hard to deal with them, but they were dealt with so easily."

The noseless man sighed as he watched Harry, holding a long sword, surface and climb ashore along the flesh and blood that blocked the canal.

"Fortunately, I am different from those stupid brothers. I don't have to face this terrible Crusade. If I am not mistaken... that boy is Harry... Oh my god... I was such an idiot back then..."

The noseless man stared in Harry's direction.

"But the power this kid just used is somewhat different from the Crusaders and the powers I know. He must have done some research..."

At this point, the noseless man immediately pulled his hand away from the waist of a special service officer and slapped himself hard.

"Bah! Research what the hell! Tom! Wake up! You just want to live a happy and peaceful life now."

After saying that, the man hugged the special service officer's waist again and looked at the two special service officers in his arms who were trembling like quails.

The man nodded with satisfaction, 'It's better to come back... Both the quality and quantity are far better than that crappy place.' The joy here is endless.

"Okay, beauties, it's time to go to Las Vegas."