Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 274 Eliminating the Hidden Dangers, No More Painful Scars!

The youthful version of Voldemort's soul saw a faint green light of the Killing Curse attacking him from within the Horcrux of his diary.

He felt very bad.

Although this killing curse is as weak as the last one, it possesses a special aura that it did not have last time.

An aura that he found extremely repulsive and uncomfortable.

An aura that seemed to emanate from his nemesis.

The teenage version of Voldemort was unaware of the prophecy of the Messiah, nor did he know that Harry Potter was his nemesis.

But at this moment, he felt the same terrible, terrifying feeling as he had ten years ago when Voldemort's body was about to be destroyed by the Killing Curse that baby Harry had bounced back from.

In this terrible and fearful state of mind, the weak killing curse, which contained the aura of its nemesis, struck precisely at the soul of the young Voldemort, but failed to shake his soul.

Then, the operating rules of the Killing Curse and the dark magic within the Horcrux began to take effect, converting the Killing Curse's energy of attacking the soul into energy of attacking the body, and transferring this energy of attack to the main body of the diary Horcrux.

This time, however, they failed to seize control of the Killing Curse energy in the slightest; Dudley was able to perfectly control all the Killing Curse energy he released.

With Dudley's precise control and the blessing of the ash wand, the killing curse energy did not cause any damage to the diary Horcrux.

There was no additional, tiny, lightning-shaped wound on the diary-shaped Horcrux.

"This is impossible! It's impossible! How could the magic on the Horcrux have been broken?!"

The youthful version of Voldemort's soul avatar let out a near-collapse-like roar.

"Nothing is impossible! Magic is used to solve the impossible!"

Dudley's response was resounding, and at the same time, he felt extremely pleased.

He didn't say much to the nearly collapsing teenage Voldemort, waved his hand to reset the magical chains on the Horcrux, and then sealed the Horcrux in a dragon skin package, carrying it with him.

Then, after calming himself down, he made voice calls to both Harry and Dumbledore using the Mirror Mark.

They were informed of the exciting news, and were told to drop everything and hurry to the House of Requirement.

Today is November 28, 1991, a Thursday, and it's Thanksgiving.

But this is an American holiday; the British don't celebrate it.

Of all the people at Hogwarts, only Erklis, who was lying in her sickbed, seemed to have any feeling about the holiday, but she didn't have the energy or spirit to celebrate it.

Dumbledore quickly arrived at the Room of Requirement and walked straight in through the door that Dudley had already opened.

Harry arrived a little later; he was in Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class and had asked Professor McGonagall for leave before coming over.

Once everyone has arrived, the door to the House of Response disappears.

Dudley, Harry, and Dumbledore gathered together.

Dumbledore couldn't help but ask:

"Dali, are you sure everything is going smoothly? Why don't we wait for Mr. Lemaître and wait for him to develop the magical item that absorbs souls? It's almost December, I believe he should be finishing it soon."

Your method involves casting a Killing Curse on Harry, which just feels...

“Headmaster Dumbledore, please don’t worry, I trust my cousin.”

Harry suddenly interrupted Dumbledore's worries. His eyes were very firm and his expression was very calm, as if he was about to be hit by a normal healing spell, not a killing curse.

When Dudley saw Harry arrive, he felt the same worry as Dumbledore.

After all, no matter how perfect the plan and experiment are, not all unexpected events can be avoided.

But upon hearing Harry's words and seeing his composed demeanor, Dudley's heart instantly calmed down, and he put all his worries behind him.

"Delay might cause problems! Harry, close your eyes!"

Dudley's gaze sharpened as he faced Harry and raised his ash wand.

Upon hearing this, Harry immediately closed his eyes and brushed his bangs aside, revealing the lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead.

He understood that his cousin made him close his eyes because he didn't want him to see the scene of his cousin casting a killing curse on him.

Seeing and remembering this scene was not a good thing for either him or his cousin.

Seeing this, Dumbledore felt a strange sense of emotion, but also realized that he could not stop Dudley. So he took two steps back and watched intently as things unfolded.

Dudley held up his ash wand, the tip pointing at the scar on Harry's forehead, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

Then, he focused all his attention, unleashing an overwhelming killing intent filled with deep hatred for Voldemort, and angrily chanted a spell:

"Avada! Let's eat a melon!"

A burst of magical energy erupted, and a thick, straight beam of green light shot out from the tip of the ash wand, striking Harry in the forehead in an instant.

Dumbledore had never seen such a powerful yet precise Killing Curse. Watching Dudley cast the Killing Curse was a completely different experience from seeing Voldemort cast it.

One is meticulous and demanding precision; the other is a wild and unrestrained outburst.

Before Dumbledore could wander off any further, a faint, unpleasant scream came from the scar on Harry's forehead.

Immediately afterwards, a twisted, black, smoke-like soul was blasted out of Harry's body by the green light of the Killing Curse, flying out from the scar.

A small, illusory veil appeared out of thin air in front of Harry's forehead, catching the black smoke-like fragment of soul.

The black smoke passed through the curtain and disappeared along with it, as if it had never existed.

Having achieved his goal, Dudley allowed all the excess Killing Curse energy to dissipate automatically, preventing Harry from suffering any harm whatsoever.

The protective magic of maternal love on Harry was never triggered.

The operation was successfully completed without any unexpected incidents!

"Open your eyes, Harry!"

Dudley carefully put away his ash wand, let out a long sigh of relief, and revealed a victorious smile.

Upon hearing this, Harry slowly opened his eyes, reached out and touched the scar on his forehead, feeling as if it were a dream.

Aside from hearing a scream and experiencing a slight fluctuation in his mental energy, he felt nothing else.

“Cousin, is that all?” Harry asked.

"It's over, Harry! From now on, the scar on your forehead will never hurt again."

Dudley walked over to Harry, ruffled his hair, and said, "You won't have nightmares about Voldemort's antics anymore."

And don't worry, after Voldemort's main spirit dies, it will be reborn in your body, giving you a monstrous face on your forehead.