The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Many foreigners start their diaries with "Dear Diary". When Lily wrote "Dear Ms. Ravenclaw", she did have a relaxed feeling of writing a diary.

She actually had a lot of questions to ask, such as how Ms. Ravenclaw got into the book, such as how the Handbook was made. But Lily is most concerned about the whereabouts of Wormtail.

"There is one thing that bothers me... I want to know which wizarding places in Albania, or ancient ruins where dark wizards might stay, etc."

A map appeared on the blank page of the "Handbook", marking all the Albanian wizarding places recorded in the Hogwarts library.

Lily looked at dozens of locations, and felt a little numb for a while. It's not far from the start of school, and she doesn't have the confidence to search the whole of Albania in such a short time.

She sighed and continued talking to the Ravenclaw ghost in the Handbook.

"Thank you, Ms. Ravenclaw, it was a great help."

Helena: I know.

Lily felt that this ghost was quite proud.

After thinking for a moment, she wrote: "Dear Ms. Ravenclaw, I am hunting a Death Eater who has connections with the Dark Lord. He is currently in Albania. May I ask what Death Eater strongholds are there?"

Helena: The library at Hogwarts doesn't have relevant information. but……

The handwriting in the "Manual" was quickly erased, and then the map of Albania appeared again, with a red circle drawn in a forest southwest of Tirana. Next to it is marked: Voldemort once acted here.

Lily pulled herself together, marked the location on the map she bought, and then quickly sent it to Harry and the others.

After receiving the letter, Sirius and others discussed it and decided to believe in this potential ally who was helping in the dark, so they immediately set off to the destination.

When they came to the forest, it was already the early morning of January 6th, the sky was bright, and the atmosphere seemed to carry the salty smell of the Adriatic Sea. This place is indeed not far from the Mediterranean Sea. In the morning light, the howling of wild beasts came from a distance.

Horror stories of witches circulated in the local area, and there were rumors that the deep forest was inhabited by serpents that devoured people.

Harry suddenly covered his forehead as he walked into the woods.

"My scar is hurting, there must be Voldemort nearby!"

Everyone has raised their vigilance. The forest area is always dangerous. If Wormtail knows that someone is following him, he may launch an ambush at any time.

Harry looked at his three companions, and ordered with a serious expression: "From now on, you must use all means to remain hidden. Voldemort may have noticed my arrival, and I will be responsible for finding his traces. You should play by ear and keep everything safe." Take care of yourself."

Ron patted his chest and said righteously: "Dude, let him come here, the Weasley children have never been afraid!" Three hundred rounds of the Wormtail War.

Hermione glanced at the red-haired boy and said helplessly, "Don't be a hero, okay? We'll just stick to the plan."

"Okay, okay...but don't worry, man, I'm always by your side, don't be afraid!"

Neville nodded silently.

The four children had already decided on a rough strategy, with Harry as the bait and the other three ambush. Sirius and Lupine on the side were stunned when they heard this.

"None of you mess around. Wait here obediently, and Black and I will deal with Wormtail." Lupine ordered solemnly.

Sirius didn't condone Harry's nonsense anymore, he nodded and said, "Moon-face is right, listen to him."

"If you're all gone, what if Wormtail finds us?" Harry asked calmly.

Sirius hesitated for a moment, "Then you go back first?"

"It's too late, I might be attacked on the way back." Hermione added in a low voice, taking half a step forward, and then retreated behind Harry.

The four little wizards smiled at the same time. Yes, Sirius and Lupine shouldn't have brought them to Albania. Now they have ten thousand reasons to join the war, but without the polyjuice potion provided by Hermione, Sirius would never want to ride airplane.

"Okay, you guys are plotting against me." Sirius said fiercely, but there was a smile in his tortured eyes, "Forget it, forget it, I can't compete with you. Harry, you have to follow me and Moon-face .”

Lupine sighed silently.

Ron, Neville, and Hermione cast the Disillusionment Curse on themselves, and their skillful spellcasting ability impressed the two adult wizards with admiration.

In fact, the foursome felt that Sirius and Lupine were the ones holding them back.

Harry took the lead and went deep into the woods. The scar on his forehead was more and more painful, like a sharp needle piercing the skull continuously. This did not break him, but filled him with anger.

In the depths of the Albanian forest, they saw a tree house, placed on a stubby old banyan tree.

"That's it. Wormtail's hiding place."

The tree house has been around for some years, and there is a swamp under the tree, with dense aerial roots hanging down into the water, and the dark puddles are covered with fallen leaves, and there is a dull stench of rotting vegetation.

Harry stood outside the swamp, staring at the puddles of fallen leaves for a moment.

"Is something wrong?" Sirius asked through gritted teeth.

"If I were Voldemort, I would lay traps under the water," Harry said calmly.

Ron's voice came from the side: "It makes sense buddy, Mentor Onmond also often said, be careful when exploring ancient tombs, you can't guess which brick is a trap pedal."

"Shut up, Ron, you idiot!" shrieked the invisible Hermione, and then she apologized hastily, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be talking, I, I'm not talking."

Lupine asked, "What do we do now?"

Harry closed his eyes, raised his wand and called out, "Cleanse the unclean!"

The spell from the tower king came into effect, a faint white light shone from the tip of Harry's staff, illuminating the puddle, and then, densely packed pale arms stretched out from the water, and tragic and gloomy faces slowly floated up .

"Infernal Corpse!" Sirius recognized this terrible thing, which is a dead spirit created by using extremely evil black magic.

"Merlin's beard, how many people did Voldemort kill?" Lupine couldn't bear it.

Infernal corpses are afraid of light and flames. Under the influence of the spell, their bodies burn underwater. These innocent people killed by Voldemort turned into soulless walking corpses. Now this harmful body is gradually dying out.

Harry stared at the Inferi coldly. He was in a very bad mood, so he pointed his wand at the tree house, and a raging red flame shot out from the tip of the wand.

This is the Fierce Flame that can destroy Horcruxes. It is quite a classic black magic. Its power is terrifying. It can swallow everything in its path, expand infinitely, and cannot be extinguished by ordinary means. If the caster cannot control it, the flame will be destroyed. Will devour the wizard himself.

Both grown wizards looked at the boy in amazement. Profound magic like the Fierce Fire Curse often requires emotional guidance. To cast this spell, one cannot do without a strong desire to destroy.

Harry has always been well-behaved and sensible, but he didn't expect that his shots were all ruthless. What did Hogwarts teach?

Fiendfire flew out like an arrow, landed on the tree house, and ignited the whole banyan tree in just a few breaths.

It was like a great torch forty feet high, and its rays illuminated the sky above the forest.

"Enough, Harry! The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and you won't be able to control it!"

Sweat was faintly visible on the boy's forehead, and he quickly shouted: "[All curses end]!"

He repeatedly cast the curse, and finally suppressed and extinguished Fiercefire. At this moment, the tree house and the banyan tree had already turned into gray smoke and dust, which scattered on the swamp.

"Wormtail is dead?" Everyone couldn't help thinking like this.

Harry's forehead suddenly began to ache again.

His senses were shared with Voldemort at this moment. Harry saw "himself" watching Sirius from behind a pine tree, with fear and malice in his chest.

"careful!"

Harry yelled, and then a disarming spell from behind the crowd hit Lupine, and the shock wave sent Lupine flying and knocked Sirius down.

Then, there was a terrible sound in the woods: "Avada ate a big melon!"

Harry saw the deadly green light glow between the two trees.

He felt calm for a moment, as if all fear had vanished.

Before the Killing Curse hit the boy, his figure suddenly twisted and shrank, and Apparation began. Harry dodged the attack, and when he reappeared, he was hiding in the woods.

After narrowly escaping from death, Harry's heart pounded against his ribs rapidly, and he had no choice but to take deep breaths, but his hands and feet were still trembling, and there was even a hallucination in his eyes.

Fear returned, and Harry had never imagined that he was so afraid of death.

A woman's piercing scream came to his ears.

The woman yelled, "Don't touch Harry, don't touch Harry, please don't touch Harry!"

Then, there was another impatient wizard voice with a hiss: "Get out of the way, you stupid woman... get out of the way..."

"Don't touch Harry, please, kill me, kill me—don't touch Harry! Please... have mercy... have mercy..."

Wormtail Apparated to Harry, the boy trembling with terror and hallucinations.

A cold voice came out of Peter Pettigrew's mouth, it was Voldemort speaking.

"Harry Potter, you fool! Instead of staying with the disgusting De Lin, you came to your own death. Do you think you can resist me by learning a little bit of the dark arts? And your own cleverness, Nagini will eat your friends one by one, and soon they will be back with you."

He laughed heartily, making Wormtail's ugly, fat face even more disgusting.

Voldemort raised his wand and said, "Avada..."

Before he finished reciting the spell.

A snarling woman's voice sounded behind Wormtail.

"Don't touch Harry! [Disarm]!"

Harry, your mother is here to save you!