Looking at the post-war room, Harley frowned slightly.

I thought I could reap some benefits, after all, the corpse fragments of demigods could also be made into simple seals.

But Harley didn't expect the other party to be so strong, and directly used the ability to fight for his life, and his whole body was not even ashes.

This makes Harley very regretful, after all, the ashes of the strong have certain special effects.

As for the threat of that gray light, Harley wasn't so jealous.

Voldemort claimed to be not in a state of total victory, could Harley be? Who isn't hitting the pitch hard?

As for Voldemort's claim that he couldn't die, it was even more of a joke in Harley's opinion.

The group of soothsayer demigods in the Esoteric Order also claim to be unable to die, and there are a few guys who don't know if it's Sequence 3 or Sequence 4 who can use the secret puppet to swap places infinitely to save their lives.

As a result, the tantric order was still like a rat in the gutter, and did not dare to come forward at all. Any Orthodox Church can press them down.

Occasionally, a few particularly arrogant ones were beaten into seals by the red gloves of the goddess of the night after they were not active for a few days.

Those saints of the Aurora Society claim to have mastered the magic of flesh and blood, and they can recover no matter how badly injured they are.

As a result, in Harry's long career, those saints have changed for I don't know how many times, and many of them have been beaten to death by the witchers of the God of War Church.

Even during Hallie's own period of total victory, she was known as the undead witch, but how to kill herself, Harley herself knew best.

So Harley didn't believe in the existence of undead creatures at all. The so-called immortality is just not finding the right way to kill.

So the only thing that upset Hallie about this battle was that she didn't get any loot.

No, it can't be said that there was no loot. After briefly cleaning up the mess, Harley looked at a red stone in her hand.

"So Voldemort came for a stone of life? He wants to reforge his body? Harley muttered as she looked at the stone in her hand.

There were also times in Harley's long life when she was at sea.

There she met the people of Mother Earth Church.

Therefore, she naturally knew the sequence of "ancient alchemists", and also knew that they could refine a magical life stone that claimed to be able to heal all injuries and even reforge the body.

At that time, Harley was still a witch of despair, and naturally she was very eager for the Life Stone.

After all, with this thing, you can prolong your life, recover from your injuries, and if necessary, it is equivalent to an extra life.

But this stone of life has nothing to do with Harley. Since Professor Dumbledore took out the Life Stone to fish for Voldemort, he must have done something to the Life Stone to lock its location.

What's more, this stone of life no longer contains much vitality and magic, and it is almost scrapped.

Presumably that's why Professor Dumbledore is willing to take out this Life Stone to fish!

In this case, Harley naturally did not feel uncomfortable and took the Life Stone for herself.

I just don't know how Voldemort would look if he knew the truth and knew that what he wanted to steal was just a scrap.

Harley tossed the Philosopher's Stone in front of the Magic Mirror and left the room without looking back.

It was nearly four o'clock in the morning, and she needed to catch up on her sleep and wake up to find a suitable reason to face Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Dumbledore was so strong that he must have a way to monitor everything found here.

Therefore, it is not a wise choice to conceal it, it is better to find a way to mislead him, or only tell part of the true information and hide his deepest secrets.

After returning to the dormitory, despite being extremely sleepy, Harley chose to take a good shower to wash off the dust on her body.

Then, she fell headlong on the bed in the dormitory, not forgetting to casually lift the sleeping curse of her three roommates.

If the rest of the dorm finds out tomorrow that the four people in Harry's dorm can't wake up no matter how they scream, then the fun will be great.

……

That morning, Hallie felt her nose itch and her ears with hot air.

She rolled over in a daze, feeling herself pressed against something soft, and an exclamation came from her ear.

But Harley, who was too tired, didn't care.

After some more time, Hallie finally woke up. She rubbed the corners of her eyes, and noticed that her sleeping position today was slightly indecent, as if she was lying on the pillow.

After all, with such a soft texture, only Hallie's silk pillow has this level of softness.

Hallie got up, her eyes still closed, subconsciously rubbed the corners of her eyes, and then stretched.

It was only after she was fully awake that Harley opened her eyes and saw Hermione, who was stunned in front of her......

Hermione?

Hallie's mouth widened as she began to try to remember last night:

It seems that after taking a shower and changing into pajamas, he was so tired that he didn't even know which bed was his own and lay down.

Thinking of this, Harley was nervous, searching for her memories diligently, hoping that the witch's instinct for pleasure had not been triggered.

After making sure that she didn't activate her current core ability, Harley finally caught her breath and her rapid heartbeat calmed down.

But Hermione's heart wasn't at peace.

"Harley...... Why did you run to my bed last night? The girl blushed and asked in a low voice,

Hermione almost whispered the last sentence. If it weren't for the Assassin's hearing enhancement to Harley, she would never have been able to hear clearly.

"Hurry up! I'm starving, I'm going to breakfast. ”

Hermione let out a mosquito-like "um", but didn't act.

Harley didn't care, and quickly slipped back into her tent to change her clothes. Yesterday's dirty nightwalk was thrown into the basket by Harley.

By this time, the nightcoat had disappeared. By the next night, the clothes would be clean and neatly laid out on Hallie's bed.

Whenever this happens, Hallie sighs at the convenience and comprehensiveness of magic.

Perhaps magic is not as powerful as the sequence path, but in terms of assisted living, magic is absolutely overwhelming the sequence path in all aspects.

After Hallie had finished changing her clothes, Hermione finally blushed and squirmed out of the tent.

Harley chuckled and headed to the bathroom. After returning to the Witch of Pleasure, Harley felt much better.

After enjoying breakfast with Hermione, Hedwig brought a letter to Harry.

The letter was written in the same style as the card that came with the invisibility cloak at Christmas.

The signature was Dumbledore, and he wanted Harry to visit the office.

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