**Chapter 11: Magic Riot**
Magic riot, an unprecedented and unparalleled magic riot!
A massive amount of magic surged from Harry's body, instantly filling the entire alley, like a gigantic flame spewing out.
Countless objects flew toward them like bullets and shells, conducting an absolute indiscriminate attack.
At the same time, flames spontaneously ignited on a man's clothing, another person's body began to swell, and someone else started exploding inexplicably.
"No... no..."
With a sobbing tone, eyes blurred by tears, Harry waved his hands aimlessly, trying to pull back the disappearing figure of Uncle Moon.
Suddenly, a large hand pressed on his head.
"You brat, I'm still here. Why are you crying?"
Harry looked up and saw that familiar face.
Not the forever stern face with a gentle smile, but the cat-faced one with a soft fur.
Moon looked at the chaos in the alley caused by the magic riot and the people who were somewhat embarrassed because of Harry.
Of course, their faces now showed more fear.
"How is it possible... how can anyone survive the Killing Curse."
Moon conjured a massive wooden staff about the height of a person. The top of the staff had various intricately entwined wooden blocks, many ancient magical inscriptions, and a large raven skull hanging at the very top.
"I take back what I said earlier. The magic here is indeed interesting." Moon laughed and then lightly tapped the wand forward, leaving a black dot in the air.
The next moment, the two figures disappeared.
Only the people in Knockturn Alley were left staring at each other. However, they soon felt the enormous gravity radiating from the black dot in the void.
Some tried to Disapparate, but closer to the black dot, they were squeezed out of space and their bodies shattered.
Simultaneously, their bodies were inevitably sucked into it.
The black dot, like a black hole, began to voraciously devour everything around it – garbage, buildings, and... life.
...
...
A massive explosion erupted in Knockturn Alley, and all the wizards in the vicinity felt a mild earthquake. They looked toward the direction of the sound, only to see a sky filled with smoke.
A figure crawled out of the alley entrance, tears streaming down his face, full of fear, stumbling and shouting, "It's a black hole... someone created a black hole..."
"What happened?!"
"Quick, let's go and see!"
"Inform the Ministry of Magic!"
"Is it a battle of Dark Wizards?"
For a moment, Diagon Alley and its surroundings erupted into chaos. Wizards left, and others rushed toward the scene.
Moonlight Castle, first floor.
As soon as Moon landed, Lucifer popped up in haste, saying, "Moon, what just happened? I sensed it all here."
Moon waved his hand, said nothing, and walked upstairs.
"I... need to rest, a bit tired."
Back in the bedroom on the third floor, the doorplate still read "Moonlight Queen - Captain."
Moon pushed open the door, collapsed onto the soft big bed, not wanting to say anything at the moment, feeling an internal exhaustion.
"The Killing Curse, a high-level spell that touches the origin. Surprisingly cast by an ordinary wizard with a regular wand, reciting a simple incantation..."
A smile appeared on Moon's face. The magic in this world seemed somewhat twisted and extreme.
It sparked a strong sense of curiosity in him.
This time, if he hadn't taken the Moon Elixir yesterday, he might have suffered more. In the instant he was hit by the Killing Curse, he activated a spell, quickly utilizing the remaining chaotic properties of the Moon Elixir to generate a frenzied variant on his soul's origin.
It can also be understood as a madman's personality.
Later, this personality was pushed out to be a shield.
Even so, his soul suffered considerable damage, and now he felt exhausted.
But in the end, he left a gift for those people.
[Singularity]
A spell that destroys everything...
Thinking about it, he fell into a deep sleep.
Downstairs, Lucifer was questioning Harry about what they had encountered. When Harry finished recounting, Lucifer sighed in relief.
He was bound to Moon's soul, so it's no wonder he felt uncomfortable before. It turned out to involve soul magic.
However, it seemed fine, just needing some rest.
Harry, nervous: "Mr. Lucifer, is Uncle Moon going to be okay?"
Lucius shook his head: "No, he just needs some rest."
...
...
When Moon opened his eyes again, he first noticed the small figure beside him.
Seemingly aware that the person in the bed had awakened, Harry quickly raised his head, eyes red: "Uncle Moon, you're awake."
"You've been crying?" Moon looked at Harry, and his originally green irises were surrounded by bloodshot veins.
Harry felt a bit embarrassed suddenly: "N-no."
"Don't reveal your weakness casually," Moon said calmly, his gaze softened. "If everyone can see your vulnerability, all that awaits you is bullying."
"I don't, I'm just... worried." Harry lowered his head, unsure how to express himself.
"Worried about me?" Moon raised an eyebrow, thinking of the moment Harry stood in front of him, trying to block the low-level curse.
And then he thought of the scene where Harry, thinking he was dead, triggered a magic riot.
"You're not a wizard yet, so it's understandable that you worry about me," Moon sighed and said.
"Once you become a wizard, you'll understand that worrying about me is unnecessary."
Harry didn't fully understand, but he nodded in understanding.
After skipping this topic, Moon felt dry-mouthed and hungry, so he asked, "How long did I sleep?"
"A week!"
Moon stared at the ceiling in a daze. He thought he was just taking a short rest, but he had actually slept for a week.
Really...
"So you've been here all week?" Moon asked.
Harry suddenly stood up, a bit nervous: "N-no, I've also been working hard. Most of the castle is cleaned now!"
Moon was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows suddenly: "You didn't clean my bathroom, did you?"
Harry also hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly said, "Not yet, sorry."
"That's fine." Moon breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Moon, is there anything dangerous in the bathroom?" Harry was curious.
"No, it just has my special shampoo and conditioner... no, it's hair care now." Moon said seriously.
Harry opened his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know how to start.
Uncle Moon, he really can't figure him out...
But seeing that Moon was fine, Harry was genuinely happy.
"Don't be too happy too soon." Moon suddenly said, looking at Harry, who was confused. He showed his iconic smile.
Somehow, Harry felt that he could now discern Moon's current state through the subtle movements in that same smile.
For example, this smile right now meant that he, Harry Potter, was in for a treat.
(End of this chapter)