“Yesterday… the day before yesterday at midnight…”

Although Narcissa tried hard to speak calmly, her body was still shaking.

It was obvious that she had suffered a lot during this period.

Harry, imitating a certain unreliable bard, held Narcissa’s face in his hands and stared into her eyes.

Then Harry saw the bug.

Although Harry had seen many bugs, this one was clearly the fattest one he had ever seen.

It was so fat that Harry doubted whether he could possibly take this fat bug out.

Harry quickly went over in his mind the solutions he knew about dealing with the Mind Flayer infection.

Obviously, after excluding those potions that could not be prepared due to lack of raw materials to suppress the mind flayer larvae, as well as those magics that Harry didn’t know at all and the Githyanki purification device that he couldn’t make.

It was clear that Harry only had one choice left.

Harry took out his wand, ready to conjure an icicle from anything he could think of.

Although Captain Evil’s outcome was not very good last time, those were larvae protected by Nesser magic.

And now that Naiser’s brain is gone, he should be able to pick this thing out with an ice pick, right?

If the Dark Lord said he had a solution, this would probably be it.

Just as Harry took out his wand and prepared to find something to transform.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Harry’s mind, and an idea popped into his mind.

In the past, some people, including the witch, have tried to use magic to solve the problem of the mind flayer larvae. Now I am also a wizard.

In this case, can I use the bard’s skills through magic to solve the problem of the mind flayer larvae?

So Harry pointed his wand at Narcissa’s eyes.

“Narcissa, you might feel a little uncomfortable next, so just bear with it, okay?”

As Harry spoke Draco quickly pulled a roll of bandages from his pocket and stuffed them into Narcissa’s mouth.

“I have two plans. If this plan succeeds, you won’t have to endure the other, more painful plan…”

Without waiting for Narcissa, who was holding a ball of gauze in her mouth, and Draco beside her to react, Harry said in an almost inaudible voice, “Here comes the Mind Flayer tadpole!”

Harry saw the mind flayer larva move, and an invisible force grabbed the larva and tried to pull it out of Narcissa’s head.

But the mind flayer larva obviously didn’t want to leave this comfortable nest where it had food and shelter, so it stretched out its slender tentacles and teeth to scratch and bite Narcissa’s brain.

“Well!!”

Under the dual effects of magic and the mind flayer, Narcissa, who was sitting on the chair, began to struggle violently.

Draco alone could hardly control Narcissa.

Thanks to Black’s arrival, Narcissa was finally restrained on the chair.

In this struggle, the larva was no match for Harry.

But Harry found that if he pulled it out forcefully, he would definitely be able to get the mind flayer larva out.

But whether Narcissa can hold on until then is another question.

So Harry gave up casting the spell and instead tapped the buttons on his robes with his wand.

As Harry transformed the button into an icicle, he released a Hunter’s Mark at the mind flayer larva, allowing his subsequent strike to be as accurate as possible.

Although at this distance, Harry felt that he would definitely not miss.

But now Harry was not cutting fruit, but picking a potentially deadly bug out of his friend’s mother’s brain.

So Harry, holding the ice pick in his hand, took a deep breath.

Only after Harry stopped casting the spell did both the Mind Flayer larva and Narcissa breathe a sigh of relief.

However, just as the mind flayer larva relaxed briefly because Harry stopped casting the spell.

Harry, holding the icicle in his hand, suddenly stabbed it into Narcissa’s brain along her eye socket. With the help of Harry’s experience and magic.

The ice spike in Harry’s hand hit and pierced the mind flayer larva accurately, at the position where the mouthparts could be called the head.

Before the Mind Flayer larva had time to struggle, Harry suddenly twisted the ice pick in his hand, adjusting the fat worm’s posture like eating spaghetti, making the worm bite himself in its dying struggle.

After controlling the mind flayer larva, Harry began to move the mind flayer larva towards Narcissa’s eye socket.

It was then that Harry discovered a problem.

That was when Captain Evil lost his eyes, and Harry always believed that it was a medical accident caused by that unreliable bard.

But Harry only noticed when the mind flayer larvae began to move.

It was all part of the bard’s plan that the evil thought lost his eye.

It’s just like pouring wine, you have to pull out the cork before you can pour the wine out.

In the process of pouring wine, the mind flayer larvae pierced by the icicles are the wine in the bottle, and Narcissa’s eyeballs play the role of the cork.

So when the mind flayer larva moved near Narcissa’s eye sockets, Harry whispered.

“Narcissa, Draco, I’m so sorry.”

Before they could react, Harry shook his hand violently and picked out the Mind Flayer larva and Narcissa’s eyeball that were stuck on the icicle, while Narcissa screamed.

While Narcissa’s eyeballs were still bouncing on the ground, the mind flayer larva on the icicle in Harry’s hand was still twitching.

Behind Harry, the head of the Auror office, Rufus, exclaimed, “Merlin’s pants! What on earth is going on here!”

Turning around, Harry saw Rufus, Dumbledore, Neville, and several Aurors walking into the hall of Malfoy Manor.

Dumbledore, Rufus and the Aurors looked in surprise at Harry holding the icicle and the wriggling worm on the icicle in his hand.

Harry thought about what he was holding in his hands and the environment he was in.

In order to prevent any misunderstanding, Harry quickly explained to Dumbledore, “Although it may look a little scary, we are treating Narcissa.”

“I believe you Harry, but it would be better if you could explain what happened.”

Dumbledore walked to Harry’s side, stretched out his wand and waved it, and Narcissa’s eyeballs that had fallen to the ground flew in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took out a glass bottle from his robe, put the eye into the bottle and examined it, then handed the bottle to Draco who was bandaging Narcissa’s eye socket with gauze.

“Take it to St. Mungo’s now, maybe it can be used when it is put back.”

After saying this, Dumbledore turned back and looked at Rufus.

“Scrimgeour.”

Rufus nodded to Dumbledore, then immediately called two Aurors, came over and helped Narcissa, who was leaning on the chair, to the outside of Malfoy Manor like a fish out of water.

Draco, who was worried, quickly followed.

“Okay Harry…”

When Dumbledore was about to speak again, an Auror suddenly exclaimed from the side.

“Oh my god, you’re James?”

“Hi~ Long time no see Kingsley, how have you been lately?”

Hearing James’ voice, Dumbledore turned his head sharply and looked in the direction where Harry pinned James to the ground with his sword.

“That is……”

Harry sighed.

“Yes, that’s my father, James Potter.”

“I’m sorry, Harry.”

Dumbledore reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder, and was about to say something else.

Black, who was standing by, grabbed Dumbledore’s arm.

“Dumbledore!”

After interrupting Dumbledore, Sirius, realizing his loss of composure, immediately let go of his hand.

Although he let go of his hand, Sirius still asked Dumbledore anxiously.

“Dumbledore, James, you must have a way, right?”

Looking at Sirius, Dumbledore shook his head.

“I’m sorry James, but when it comes to manipulating life and death, even I can’t do it.”

“But, but James can still move and speak now, right? Even if Harry said he would become evil, he shouldn’t be at that stage yet, right?”

After hearing what Black said, Dumbledore frowned, as if he realized something.

“Harry, what do you want to do with James?”

After hearing what Dumbledore said, Harry also realized something, but Harry believed that as an experienced wizard, Dumbledore would be able to understand him.

“After finding out all the information we need to know, send him to rest in peace.”

Dumbledore’s pupils trembled slightly.

“Why…Harry, he’s your father.”

“But he is now a dead spirit. What supports his activities is not something else but negative energy.”

Harry turned his head to look at James who was chatting happily with the Auror.

“As a son, I have to send him to rest before the negative energy completely infects him.”

After hearing what Harry said, Dumbledore shook his head.

“Harry, I have seen the noblest undead and the most despicable elves. Race and life and death do not represent their honor. Your extreme thinking can easily lead you into the abyss. Do you remember the prince I told you about?”

“You mean I will be as depraved as that prince?”

Dumbledore’s face now looked even older, a look that often appears on the faces of people who have experienced too much and look back on the past.

“No, Harry, what I’m saying is that after that prince stepped into the abyss, there was a group of glorious paladins ready to save their country from him…”

At this point Dumbledore’s voice became choked.

“The destruction of their homeland made them hate the undead extremely. They went too far and too deep on the road of hatred… Blinded by hatred, they turned their swords against their former allies until they were finally deceived by the devil…”