"Miss Fari?" she spoke.

Miss Fari pushed open the door and walked in.

"Clean up the office," Vivi said succinctly, "We have found a way to lift the Black Magic Curse... As for this matter, proceed accordingly... Certainly, mention Mr. Potter’s significant role in this, understood?"

"Understood," Miss Fari certainly understood the intention of her superior, "Leave it to me, Lady Grindelwald."

The four of them, along with the cursed Dark Wizard, teleported back to Hogwarts.

When knocking on Mr. Leme’s Alchemy Room, Mr. Leme was resting in bed with his sleep cap on.

"You should understand an old man’s schedule," Mr. Leme said disgruntledly, "Is there something urgent?"

"It’s like this, Mr. Leme," Harry mentioned the Dark Wizard to Mr. Leme, "This person accidentally got cursed by Black Magic, I’ve thought of some ways to help drive it out, but I can only treat the superficial curse and not remove it completely..."

Mr. Leme didn’t reply but asked, "Was it intentional or accidental?"

"Intentionally accidental," Vivi interjected, "So, Mr. Leme, may I ask... can it be done?"

"I can just offer you some advice, since I also can’t completely remove the Black Magic Curse."

At this point, Mr. Leme looked at Harry.

"Previously, when I had the Magic Stone, I could help you eradicate the Black Magic Curse, but now... the Magic Stone has been consumed by Harry, I don’t have a better way, unless..."

"Unless what?" Vivi, Cassandra, and Pabi suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

No?

Could it be?!

However, Mr. Leme gave his suggestion.

"Oh, not what you’re thinking." Mr. Leme said with a chuckle, "It doesn’t require Harry to have any contact with the person cursed by Black Magic... just, when he lifts the curse, his magic power isn’t very numerous, come on Harry, you’re already fifteen, it’s time to unlock the seal on the Magic Stone."

"There’s a seal?" Harry asked, shocked.

He knows better than anyone how powerful the Magic Stone is.

The endless magical energy and the indistinct magic strength deeply shocked him.

No, so...

This is the sealed state, he doesn’t dare to imagine what it would be like once the seal is lifted.

Mr. Leme trotted over to him, extended his hand, and tapped him twice.

"Alright, it’s done," Mr. Leme said with a chuckle, "Now you can use spells on him, I’ve lifted your magic input restriction on single spells..."

Harry pouted, what he wanted to use most now wasn’t the Purification Spell but...

Well...

Expelliarmus.

If you’ve misunderstood, go report to Azkaban!

He raised his hand again and felt the more abundant magic power than before...

"I really want to use something..." he murmured, "Feels like something is about to burst out!"

"Purusor (Quickly Purify)!"

A light brighter than sunshine burst forth from Harry’s tip, illuminating the cursed Dark Wizard.

The black curse on the Dark Wizard’s body was driven away just like shadows meeting sunlight, disappearing without a trace.

"Too strong, Harry..." Pabi murmured, looking at Harry’s expression like he was worshiping Merlin.

"Predictable," Mr. Leme said with a chuckle, "At least Dumbledore doesn’t have to worry about successors’ absence, the Magic World can at least welcome thousands of years of peace."

"Thousands of years?" The three women turned to Mr. Leme shocked.

"Yes, thousands of years," Mr. Leme continued to laugh, "You didn’t think consuming the Magic Stone wouldn’t have any side effects, right? Ha... immortality is one of them, real immortality, your body won’t age, nor die..."

"Huh?" Harry’s first reaction wasn’t happiness but asking Mr. Leme, "What about the three of them? What’s going to happen to them?"

"Oh, poor Harry," Mr. Leme shook his head and sighed.

His expression, his tone, made a cold feeling rise in Harry’s heart.

Could immortality’s cost be watching people around him die one by one?

"You don’t need to rush, after all..." Mr. Leme said with a mischievous smile, "Anyone who has physical contact with you will replenish their life force, look..."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Harry’s hand.

A miracle occurred, Mr. Leme’s skin started to gain a healthy glow, no longer looking like a zombie.

But it was just a healthy glow, without a true return to youth.

"I’ve been maintaining this form for too long," Mr. Leme said helplessly, touching his face, "Although I can’t return to youth, my physical fitness is undoubtedly stronger than before, look..."

As he spoke, he extended his hand and punched the air briskly.

"Ah..."

He bent down.

"What’s wrong?" Harry asked with concern.

"Too long without such intense exercise, pulled a muscle," Mr. Leme said.

Harry: ...

What should I say?

"However," Mr. Leme continued, "As for you three, it’s different. If you have frequent physical contact with Harry from now on, it will make your life force and soul strength more resilient. Trust me, as long as Harry is around, you won’t face aging risks."

"That’s wonderful!" Vivi and Cassandra exchanged looks and spoke in unison.

"If I were to grow old and die, I’d rather commit suicide just before aging," Cassandra said, shaking her head.

"Hey," Harry chuckled, women...

They always have near-obsessive demands on their looks.

Luckily, now they don’t need any skincare products, because Harry is their best skincare.

As long as Harry is here, they will have inexhaustible life force for their use.

This is the best!

"Of course," Mr. Leme turned his head, looking at the Dark Wizard, "I suggest you turn your attention to this unfortunate or fortunate gentleman, he seems ready to resist now."

"Yes, Avada..."

Before the Dark Wizard could speak any incantation, a red beam as thick as a barrel struck him.

His upper body vanished.

"This?!"

Vivi looked at Harry, then at the legs on the ground in shock.

What spell was this?!

"What kind of spell was that?!" Pabi asked in horror, "Harry, my Merlin, what did you do?"

"I just used an Expelliarmus..." Harry said scratching his head, "Didn’t use any new spell, or force, and he just... vanished?"

"What you need to do most now is control your magic power output," Mr. Leme said beside him, "If you output too much magic power, some big issues may arise, like just now... You wouldn’t want to cause accidents when sparring with friends, right?"

Harry swallowed, he was indeed a bit scared now.

Luckily he used it on this Dark Wizard, otherwise, in a few days, when the Dueling House gathers for practice...

What could happen, Harry dared not imagine.

"Keep it up, my dear." Vivi stepped forward, kissed Harry lightly on the cheek, "So, do you know where Annie is?"

"I don’t know," Harry shook his head, "but Omnius knows... Let’s go find his portrait."