"... Did I just hit someone?"
James moved his somewhat stiff foot away from the accelerator, and the engine that was wildly roaring finally stopped running. He took a breath of relief, no, rather in fear, and craned his head to stare at the crack on the gray wall, subconsciously asking.
"Get out of the car."
"Wh-what?"
"I said, get out of the car!"
William's actions were faster than his words, raising a foot to kick James, who was dangerously driving (without a seatbelt), out of the window.
In the next moment, the green flames that had disappeared from the corridor ignited again, only this time the explosion point was at the car's front, a deep green Fire Dragon soaring up, flipping the car while crashing towards the people in the corridor.
"Finite Incantatem!"
Suffering from the weakness of scoring full marks on Subject One, as the car was flipped over, William had just unbuckled his seatbelt, unable to open the car door he could only extend his hand out the window, a pale golden light screen exploding from his palm, pushing the "Fire Dragon" back to its original place—
"Confringo!"
As the flames disappeared, a red-to-black fireball shot out from the smoke, fiercely crashing towards the car in mid-air, and until this moment, William hadn't opened the car door. He sighed, slapped his chest, "Petrificus Totalus."
"Boom—"
The dazzling red fireworks exploded in mid-air, a transparent shockwave flipping the people in the corridor, rolling them back a few steps.
"Bang—"
The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.
"Lily... Are you alright?"
James only then realized he hadn't even remembered the boy's name, as the man got up from the ground, unsure why the car suddenly exploded and doubting anyone could survive such a blast, yet he still subconsciously asked anyway.
However, James didn't notice that from the moment he appeared, that certain white bat hadn't said a word.
"..."
Hermione, holding Harry, hid on the side, staring at Snape's somewhat trembling right hand, she was silent for a moment—then silently retreated two more steps with the unconscious Harry.
...
"Crack, crack crack—"
Hard stones fractured, William smoothly broke free from his Petrification Curse, looking at the smoke caused by the explosion around him, he waved his hand, "Tergeo." The transparent whirlwind swept through the site, instantly restoring the dirty corridor to its original state.
And in that moment, he saw the black-haired man standing at the end of the corridor, looking a bit desolate, holding his waist with a hand.
"Hey, Tom?"
Looking at the angrily faced man, William waved a "warm-hearted" greeting—
"Stupefy."
"Avada Kedavra!"
Neither had the intention of "catching up," the red and green beams of light sliced through the air, colliding into invisibility, but Tom was obviously dissatisfied with this outcome, his wand continuously waving, dozens of different colored lights shot almost simultaneously towards William.
"Crackle—"
Don't get close to warriors, don't fight back waves with mages.
The rules of MMOs applied equally in this world, as someone who has slaughtered a few from Goblins to Human Wizards, to Trolls, Fire Dragons, Acromantulas, all kinds of monsters, William's combat experience was rich, he knew taking down a fully alert human wizard quickly with charms would be troublesome.
Not to mention, the person in front was once nearly ruling the British Magic Realm, the Dark Lord, although seemingly still growing.
But don't forget, although this dream's main body is Harry, possessing Harry's Voldemort also participates, giving himself a small GM privilege isn't hard for him, which is why Snape was almost instantly crushed when Fiendfyre appeared earlier.
If it wasn't for because of the youthful heart, adding curiosity towards the future traitor, Voldemort might not even give Snape a chance to use magic.
However, these privileges meant nothing to William, who has joined the Ancient Magic Sect.
With the aid of the "almighty" Ancient Magic, William easily bypassed Voldemort's privileges, retaining his magical usage rights, and discovering that even with activated system privileges, the opponent still could use magic, Tom instinctively stepped back—
The next moment, accompanied by the sound of a belt snap, William's silhouette instantly appeared in front of Voldemort, reaching out from the air to seize a war axe shimmering with red light, then reversed grip directly chopping towards the man's head.
"Clang—"
The heavy axe blade smashed onto the ground, producing a teeth-gritting sound.
"?"
"Avada K—"
"Eat dirt."
William directly released the axe handle, his other hand followed the momentum slamming into Riddle's face, stuffing the unfinished curse back into his stomach. Then pulling the opponent's shoulder, smoothly moving up to execute a knee jab, hitting Riddle's fragile growing part.
"Ah—"
The young Riddle, never seeing such a scene, instinctively screamed, wanting to retaliate, but all his talents allocated to magic were no match for William, who contended against armored goblins up close.
Yet, almost at the moment he raised a hand, William immediately executed a suplex dropping him onto the ground. Unaccustomed to such impact, he screamed uncontrollably, his wand also fell to the side.
"Purple Fir Wood? You really are born wicked!"
Weighing the dark brown wand in his hand, William casually spun it then pointed it downwards, directly chanting before Riddle could speak—
"Crucio."
"AAAAAAHHHH—"
The Crucio unleashed from sheer malice brought an unbearable torment not endurable by ordinary people watching Riddle howl and roll on the ground, William couldn't help but grin—
Even the Dark Lord couldn't withstand this thing, it's set as Unforgivable Curse for a reason.
"..."
Riddle's cries naturally drew attention from others, watching the scene, Hermione's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
In just ten minutes, witnessing so many Unforgivable Curses and Dark Magic... Speaking of which, using this stuff on people in the dreamscape, would they have to enter Azkaban?
Before Hermione could figure it out, the endlessly tormented Riddle couldn't endure anymore, his savage face distorting, transforming into a black-green skull smoke slipping past William and not far from James, towards the corridor's other end people.
William extended his wand, relentless charms fired, riddling the smoke, next a water ball directly enveloped the smoke, deep green skull, struggling trying to squeeze out of the bubble, leaving behind horrendous marks.
"Snape!"
William's commanding shout awakened Snape, who was accumulating magic, instinctively raising his hand, in the next moment, the bubble along with smoke shattered, but the largest cluster of green smoke abruptly accelerated, escaping William's following charms, successfully slipped into Harry's slightly open mouth corner.
"..."
"..."
"You, did it intentionally?"