The Little Superman of Hogwarts

After killing Voldemort, Kree shifted his attention to Harry and the others. The situation couldn't be worse. Harry's soul was severely eroded, and this erosion was continuing. It was like being injured and still bleeding. The most important thing now was to stop the bleeding. As for the soul's injuries, they could be slowly nursed back to health.

Kree went through all the soul spells he could learn and ultimately discovered that the only one that might save Harry was the Patronus Charm.

"Five Patronus Charms are really troublesome!" Kree estimated that, according to his current magic power, he could barely use it five times.

"Patronus!" Kree made a decisive decision and first used the spell on Harry, who was the most injured.

The familiar magical superhero appeared and greeted Kree before quickly diving into his forehead. Harry's complexion improved visibly.

"Patronus! Patronus!" Kree waved his wand twice in succession, and Ron and Seamus also returned to normal.

"Patronus!" The fourth time was Neville. Kree was almost exhausted at this point. Kree's magic value was now about 31,000. In order to break through his own magic barrier, the minimum output each time was 9,500 magic value. Four times the magic value was equivalent to about 38,000, exceeding Kree's maximum value.

After resting for a few minutes, Kree aimed at Dean, who was the least injured because Voldemort hadn't targeted him. Moreover, his magic power and soul were both in the middle range, the least outstanding, so he was the least injured.

"Patronus!" Kree used the last spell. Kree only felt as if what he released this time was not magic power—but something else—and then, he lost consciousness with a thud.

The six people lay in the empty room, and only the sound of fine footsteps appeared. Then, a figure in black appeared in the room.

"You bastard better be telling the truth!" Hermione's voice came from under the masked hood. Hermione's condition was really terrible. Her hair was messy, her clothes were even torn, and there was a dent in her wand.

"My senses must be right. My main body must be doing something tonight. I guess tonight is the only chance to find the unconscious Kree!" The Horcrux Voldemort's phantom flickered, explaining.

"Enough! I…" Hermione stopped here when she saw Kree lying on the ground.

"See? I told you it was true!" The Horcrux Voldemort quickly came out to take credit at this time.

Hermione quickly took out a magic carpet and laboriously dragged Kree onto it. This thing was contraband, and it was not easy for Hermione to get one.

Hermione carried Kree and quickly disappeared from the place where the Philosopher's Stone was stored—quite ironic: the most precious and core thing, no one moved it!

===== The Room of Requirement.

Hermione dragged Kree onto the prepared six-pointed star magic array. Kree occupied the corner facing north.

The other four corners were placed with four things:

Northeast corner, Soul Potion, which is an extremely rare potion, extremely difficult to brew. Hermione made it no less than twenty times, wasting tens of thousands of Galleons. The most important function of this potion is to provide energy to the soul. It is equivalent to the fuel and protectant of the entire ritual magic;

Northwest corner, Cinnabar Stone, a rare natural crystal with excellent conductivity to magic, serving as a connector for ritual magic.

Southeast corner, a rare poisonous snake from the depths of the African forest. The toxicity of this snake is not strong, but its venom has a strong hallucinogenic effect, making it an excellent hallucinogen.

Southwest corner, a dragon skin puppet, which is a soul transfer device, equivalent to a signal repeater.

The southernmost corner was Hermione's position.

Hermione took a deep breath and carefully recalled the steps of the ritual magic again, then took off her bloated black wizard robe, wearing neat sportswear.

Hermione in sportswear (This picture is generated by AI, the author owns complete copyright and usage rights)

Only at this time, Hermione seemed to have forgotten that she was still wearing Ravenclaw's diadem.

"[Flame Burning]" Hermione shattered the vial and ignited the potion. This potion turned into water vapor and floated in the middle of the magic array.

"[Puppet Jump]" After receiving the magic, the dragon skin puppet automatically jumped up and stood in the middle of the magic array.

"[Severing Charm] [Illusion Charm]!" The poor little snake instantly turned into blood, and then, under the burning of the flames, turned into steam. The original blue water vapor turned blood red. At this time, Hermione could no longer see Kree clearly.

Hermione said the most core spell to her own head: "[Queen and Princess]!!@#$%\u0026*……" This is a super long spell of 277 syllables, not one of which can be wrong. If one is wrong, it may lead to unpredictable consequences.

When Hermione finished reciting the last syllable, she found that her magic power had been drained. Obviously, this spell was still too difficult for the current Hermione.

Hermione's magic power quickly converged on the puppet. Then, a fiery red light connected Kree—Hermione together, with the puppet in between them.

Hermione felt a strange connection being established. Kree's soul seemed to have a tentacle, shuttling towards her.

Hermione's body instantly lost consciousness. When she opened her eyes again, Hermione found herself in a dark room.

"Is this the virtual room inside the puppet?" Hermione realized that she was not in a physical state now, but in a soul state. The ritual magic had reached the most critical step—soul traction!

Kree's soul will also appear here, and the two will complete the direct exchange of souls here.

While she was considering, a figure quietly appeared in front of Hermione, it was Kree's soul! The soul, having lost consciousness, slowly approached Hermione.

"Only the last two steps!" Hermione's face showed a happy expression.

At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly said: "You are happy too soon!"—Then, Voldemort's figure appeared in the puppet house.

"How could you appear here?!" Hermione instantly felt something was wrong. This ritual magic should be a ritual magic for two people, and there should be no third person at all! Hermione immediately realized that Voldemort had lied to her! Something was wrong with a certain step of this ritual magic. Voldemort definitely had bad intentions!

"What do you think? Smart Miss Granger! You must have guessed it! Right?" Voldemort looked excitedly at Hermione and Kree's souls.

"Could it be that you want to kill Kree?" Hermione thought of a possibility after a little thought. Voldemort wanted to kill Kree's soul, get into it, and replace him, becoming "Voldemort Kree."

"Not entirely correct!" Voldemort smiled gloomily: "Jie Jie Jie!"

"In fact, the magic array is correct, but there is one thing I didn't tell you—in fact, the real purpose of this magic array is not to establish a spiritual hub, but to enslave others!

The Queen will be the master, and the Princess will be the miserable soul binder. The Princess will become the Queen's puppet!" Voldemort said.

After saying this, Voldemort said another paragraph: "In fact, it's more than that. I made a slight adjustment to the Queen and Princess positions. Now the positions of the two of you are actually reversed. You will become Kree's puppet, forever controlled by Kree.

And I—will become the new Kree, your master!"

Voldemort laughed wildly in the puppet house. Hermione finally realized at this moment that she seemed to have been deceived, and tried desperately to escape, but it was useless.

The puppet house is a fusion of the power of many potions, and Hermione's soul cannot shake it at all.

"Accept your fate! Miss Granger! You will become the first Death Eater of the new generation!" After Voldemort finished speaking, a spell shot out and was about to hit Hermione.

At this moment—a figure suddenly appeared in front of Hermione—it was Kree!

"Voldemort, you really don't listen!" Kree easily caught the spell, turned his head, and looked at Voldemort playfully with a pair of big eyes.

Horcrux Voldemort: I'm going to die.