American comics: Omniscient and omnipotent, starting from the melting pot of concepts.

“Sangu Demon is not some Eastern Dark Demon King; he is the Demon King from another dimension.”

"Well, you can understand it that way."

Kara taught herself all the magic from Hogwarts Year 1 to Year 7, and could easily create a simple illusion with her wand.

It depicts the Three Palaces Demon and the boundary of the universe.

Countless universes converge into one, just as countless drops of water converge into a vast ocean.

The Three Palaces Demon is the sand sea that lies just beyond that vast ocean.

While not as vast as the ocean, the domain of the Three Palaces Demon is undoubtedly enormous compared to a single world.

Aaron did not stop Kara and the other person from doing so.

The magic from the Harry Potter universe has been almost fully collected.

Even if you linger any longer, you won't gain much.

If Caramella and the others don't want to stay any longer, they can leave at any time.

Fleur and Hermione were completely stunned.

As a native-born wizard of the Harry Potter world

The inherent sense of superiority that wizards possess makes them believe that they are already superior to those Muggles.

But now that Kara has shown them the real world,

They suddenly realized... how vast the world truly is!

Their prized magic and magical world are actually just a small pond.

While they were still studying at magic school, Kara and Aaron had already begun their world travels.

"Merlin's beard! You're actually visitors from another dimension!"

"My Hogwarts adventure with my classmates from another dimension?"

Hermione was thinking when she suddenly looked at Aaron and said in a panic, "So, you're coming clean with us now because you're planning to leave?"

Kara and Mera both looked at Aaron.

"Not for now, right?"

Little Mera hadn't had enough fun yet, and suddenly had a bright idea: "That's right, why don't we go and deal with the Dark Lord? His Horcruxes are quite interesting."

"Harry probably doesn't even know that he is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes."

"Harry? Horcruxes? Voldemort?!"

Both Fleur and Hermione were somewhat bewildered.

Although Hermione was a top student and Fleur was only a fifth-year student, they had not been exposed to much dark magic.

Students at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the stronghold of dark magic, might know about this.

Aaron briefly told them about Voldemort's Horcruxes and Harry.

Hermione was in disbelief. "So, if Voldemort dies one day, is it very possible that he could be resurrected through Harry?"

"Theoretically, yes."

Aaron nodded. "As long as Voldemort's other Horcruxes are destroyed, he will have no choice but to possess Harry to revive."

“But… Harry is alone!” Fleur asked.

Aaron raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully, "If you knew about something called the Blood Curse, you wouldn't think that way."

"There is a boa constrictor at Hogwarts named Nagini. She used to be a woman, but now she has lost her human consciousness and has become a snake completely."

Furong suddenly felt a chill.

Harry Potter's magic is indeed very interesting.

The Blood Curse can be inherited, causing female carriers to transform between humans and snakes until they completely lose their human consciousness.

In addition, there are Animagus, who can also transform people into animals, even if only non-magical creatures, which shows the special nature of Harry Potter's magic.

In fact, if Animagus makes a mistake, it could become another blood curse.

From this perspective,

Whether a Horcrux is inanimate or alive makes little difference to Voldemort in version 1.3.

Although Hermione has left the old trio because of Aaron and Kara, she is even more out of place with the new trio (Harry, Ron, Neville).

But the experience of fighting side by side in the first grade still makes it difficult for her to completely sever ties.

At the very least, she didn't want to see her former best friend Harry one day possessed by Voldemort.

"So how do we deal with the Horcrux fragment inside Harry?"

"Is killing him the only way out?"

Aaron shook his head. "Dumbledore will think of a proper way to handle this."

"But... what if something else happens?"

Hermione was very worried.

Aaron waved his hand dismissively, saying, "It doesn't matter, I'll take care of it."

Before leaving the world of Harry Potter,

Helping Hermione out of a bit of trouble wasn't a big deal.

Chapter 377 Showdown: The Crackdown on Organized Crime Begins.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

"Dumbledore, you saw it too, Voldemort used forbidden magic and created the terrible Horcruxes behind everyone's back!"

"He never died; he was watching us from the shadows until the day he returned!"

Snape stared intently at Dumbledore.

Tom's diary is the first Horcrux, but it is definitely not the last.

Everyone thought Voldemort died along with Quirrell in the first year, but they never imagined that Voldemort was even more terrifying than they had imagined.

Dumbledore was pondering,

Harley and McGonagall were also present.

Compared to Harry's bewildered expression, McGonagall was much more composed and said, "The most urgent task is to find out how many Horcruxes Voldemort made, then find them one by one, and destroy them all!"

Snape took a deep breath. "Good idea, but... who knows how many that guy made? And who knows where they're hidden?"

"After all, even I, who he trusts the most... don't know anything about the whereabouts of Horcrux 01."

Snape is Voldemort's top lieutenant, but so far, he is not fully trusted by Voldemort because of Lily.

The Death Eaters who were truly trusted by Voldemort were all in Azkaban at that moment, enjoying the kisses of the Dementors.

For example, Bellatrix, Sirius

"I'm thinking of a way, there will be a way."

Dumbledore rubbed his head, and the voices of other former Hogwarts headmasters reached his ears.

"Hey, I knew that guy wouldn't die so easily. I think you should ask that little guy."

"By the way, Black, your whole family are Voldemort's loyal Death Eaters. Don't you know any clues?"

"Damn it, I've been dead for half a century, how would I know what those bastards did?"

“I understand. Perhaps we can check out the Black family’s vault.”

"Hey, that's all the Black family's money, you have no right to touch it!"

Dumbledore raised his hand, and all sound vanished in an instant.

"Okay, I understand. We should get down to business."

“Minerva, you’re right. We should deal with each move as it comes and get rid of all of Tom’s Horcruxes until he is truly dead.”

“Severus, I understand your concerns, but I assure you, I will stop him as much as I can, just as we have done before.”

"After all, he's already died three times, hasn't he?"

"With Harry around, even if he kills Voldemort once a year, he'll have seven in seven years. I think even the best wizards wouldn't have more than that number."

Dumbledore's words of comfort did not reassure Snape.

He glanced at Harry with disgust, especially at his eyes.

"No one can guess how many Horcruxes he has. At least so far, he has made far more than one Horcrux. He has become immortal."

"At least... he's closer to immortality than anyone else."

"We can stop him once or twice, but we can't stop him from succeeding forever."

"In fact, if it weren't for Aaron this time... Hogwarts would have faced even greater threats. At the very least, the basilisk alone would have caused us a lot of trouble."

Snape paused for a moment. Compared to Aaron, he hated Harry more, or rather, Harry's bastard father.

"Voldemort deceived everyone fifty years ago, and now he's causing panic again, but we don't even know where the Chamber of Secrets is."

"Oh, right, this time Ron brought the diary, even opened the door, and almost killed Ginny... Gryffindor should lose points, fifty, no, a hundred points!"

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, a hundred points should indeed be deducted, but Miss Kara and Miss Mera should each add a hundred points to Gryffindor."

Snape opened his mouth, then, thinking of Aaron's terrifying staffless spellcasting skills and his mysterious means of immunity to all dark magic, nodded in approval.

Harry looked around, then raised his hand and said, "Um...why don't we ask the mysterious Mr. Aaron?"

"Ok?"

Dumbledore and his two companions were taken aback.

Snape instinctively wanted to object, but upon closer reflection, he realized he was right!

If anyone is most likely to know Voldemort's situation, it is undoubtedly Aaron.

While they were being deceived by Voldemort for fifty years, it was Aaron, who had only been at Hogwarts for a short time, who saw through Voldemort's tricks immediately!

But Snape never liked Aaron.

Nothing more than being handsome.

Snape, with his greasy hair, stands in stark contrast to Aaron at Hogwarts.

Even the Daily Prophet deliberately used his image and clothing to highlight him.

As a result, he has received quite a few shouting messages in the past few days.

He said he terrified their children.

Damn!

I, Severus Snipe, scare dozens, even hundreds, of young wizards every year. Those one or two little kids are making a fuss over nothing and have no sense of right and wrong!

Snape didn't care; he was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

McGonagall, however, had no such thoughts and nodded. "Harry is right, we should look for Mr. Aaron..."

"No need to look anymore, I'm here."

Aaron instantly appeared in the principal's office.

Dumbledore smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Aaron, could you please knock on the door next time you come? I think it would be more polite to use the front door."

“I hate weird passwords,” Aaron said casually.

Dumbledore gave a wry smile. "The password for this year is chilled lemonade. Although that password makes no difference to you, I think with your magical skill, you can easily deceive my magic and come and go as you please."

Aaron remained silent, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat, let's get down to business. This plan is... a crackdown on organized crime!"

“Go find these things one by one and then deal with them.”

Aaron beckoned, and Dumbledore began to write in the air with the quill pen on his desk.

"The Ring of Marvologant".