Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - H.P.S.T Chapter 1724: Invading Hogwarts

No sooner had Shacklebolt finished speaking than Mad-Eye Moody barked out, “That old lunatic—he doesn’t trust anyone anymore!”

His magical eye in its socket spun wildly, a sight unsettling enough to make one’s skin crawl.

Ever since the night Harry Potter was transferred after coming of age, when he was wounded by Voldemort, Moody’s temper had grown increasingly volatile, his anger flaring more and more often. Everyone knew this was his way of masking his steadily failing body.

He was already quite old, and had suffered so many injuries; anyone else would have collapsed long ago.

But Moody refused to give up, always fighting on the front lines.

Defeating Voldemort had become the last belief keeping him going.

“No more information?” Lupin said calmly.

The exhaustion on his face was unmistakable, making him look much older.

“He’s received help from foreign Dark wizards,” Bill said.

He took a letter from inside his jacket and placed it on the table.

“From Charlie’s letter, we know that Dark wizards in Romania are gathering and preparing to come to Britain. The same is true in several other countries. Raven’s Claw and other Dark Wizarding organizations are becoming extremely active.”

“The underworld is abuzz with news: Voldemort is gathering the Dark forces of the entire world!”

At that moment, a figure in the corner of the room suddenly spoke.

It was Caresius Slytherin, the vampire descendant of the Slytherin family.

If one did not look carefully, Caresius’s body almost blended completely into the darkness of the corner.

It seemed that only when he suddenly spoke did several people in the room notice his presence.

“I arranged for some people to infiltrate them, but they couldn’t see Voldemort, nor could they enter Hogwarts,” Caresius continued. “All they gathered were some outrageous and horrifying rumors. The orders they received were to capture all half-blood or Muggle-born witches and wizards.

“Voldemort has been doing this all along! But now, he’s escalating it, even spreading it overseas. Any wizard who isn’t with him is to be arrested. The streets are deserted. Azkaban is already full, and they’re even preparing to build other prisons to hold them.”

Silence returned to the room. Everyone understood what Caresius meant.

Recently, a large number of witches and wizards had been arrested.

Unless they could prove they were pure-blooded, even professing support for Voldemort was useless.

Beside Bill, Fleur shifted uncomfortably. While not as severe as in England, the situation in France was far from optimistic. Across various countries, the Ministries of Magic and official authorities were gradually losing their grip on the Dark forces.

“I don’t understand, what is he trying to do?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Harry, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly exploded, shouting at the top of his lungs and drawing everyone’s attention to himself.

“I’ve said it over and over again! Voldemort found the magic to become an evil god beyond that Veil. Raven’s Claw and the Dark Witch were helping him with that. He wants to become a new god, and he’s preparing for it in the Forbidden Forest. The people he’s captured will be sacrifices. Evan said before that becoming an evil god requires a lot of fresh flesh and blood. He wants to destroy the entire Wizarding world and kill all wizards who aren’t pure-blood.”

“Harry, calm down,” Hermione said urgently, tugging at his arm.

“Don’t touch me, Hermione! It’s obvious what’s going on, but they refuse to believe it!”

“Sit down, Harry. It’s not that we don’t believe you, it’s just too unbelievable,” Sirius said calmly. “We know nothing about that magic, we must be careful, we can’t afford any more losses. After losing Evan, we can’t afford any more failures.”   

“Evan isn’t dead, he just went through that Veil!”

“Behind it is the world of the dead. No one who enters ever comes back.”

“But Voldemort —”

“He had the Twin Serpent Staff. That Staff can tear open space itself, which is why he returned. Evan didn’t. And the fact that Voldemort came back at all suggests that Evan may have failed,” Sirius said evenly, forcing himself to reason with Harry. “Accept reality. Dumbledore and Evan are dead. I know it’s hard, but that’s the truth.”

“You’re wrong, Sirius!” Harry shouted.

“Sometimes, you have to learn to accept it,” Sirius said sadly.

He stared intently at Harry, his eyes filled with unreadable emotions.

It felt like punching cotton. Under everyone’s gaze, Harry finally sat down, defeated.

Compared to this, he would rather have had a furious argument with Sirius, venting all the anger bottled up inside him.

Ever since the battle at the ruins of the Ravenclaw family castle, Sirius had never argued with him again.

Harry knew Sirius was deliberately giving way, and that only made it hurt more. Although they had dealt a heavy blow to Voldemort’s followers at the Ravenclaw castle ruins — killing the Dark Witch and rescuing Ron — it had not achieved much.

The situation was deteriorating far faster than anyone had imagined, with one thorny crisis after another.

Voldemort had gathered a large number of Dark wizards, not just in Britain.

They were hunting down non–pure-blood wizards everywhere, imprisoning them without trial.

It was said that many had died, yet their bodies had vanished without a trace!

The Wizarding world was in a state of panic, rumors flying everywhere. People were hiding, afraid of being caught, trust between each other had eroded, the Order of the Phoenix was now powerless to stop it, and even the Muggle world was experiencing a series of disasters, a scene of impending doom.

No one knew why Voldemort was doing this.

His previous actions, though terrible, had at least followed some kind of order and rules.

Now, Voldemort was going mad; chaotic, unrestrained madness becoming the dominant note.

Harry knew what was happening; he understood perfectly well.

Voldemort was about to unleash that evil magic, to become an evil god.

Evan had told him and Hermione a lot about it before, and the information they had just received confirmed his suspicions: Voldemort had entered the Veil of Death and returned safely. He must have obtained the magic from there.

Sirius was right. The fact that Voldemort had been able to return also meant that Dumbledore and Evan might have died inside.

Harry tried not to think about it; he simply couldn’t accept it. In the seat next to him, Hermione clenched her fists, silent, her body trembling slightly. Harry couldn’t help but think that if Evan died, she would be the one most heartbroken.

“I agree with some of Harry’s views,” Sirius took a deep breath and continued, “We can’t stay here any longer. We have enough information now, and things are clear: Voldemort is doing something inside Hogwarts. Whether he intends to become an evil god or prepares some other Dark magic, we must take action immediately and stop him.”

“And how do you plan to do that, Sirius?” Lupin asked.

“Storm Hogwarts for a final battle,” said Sirius resolutely.

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