MTS: Marvel and Beyond

Chapter 203: Rules’ Struggle

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Rules' Struggle

Voldemort could roughly guess why Alex had acted the way he did—undoubtedly, it was to protect his classmates behind him, ensuring they wouldn't get hurt. Yet, it was precisely this compassion that Voldemort believed would doom him!@@@@

Hissss...

The raspy sound of Parseltongue echoed as Voldemort commanded the basilisk and used the Imperius Curse to control several trolls, sending them charging toward Alex.

He was determined to kill Alex immediately, leaving no room for accidents.

As the trolls and basilisk rushed toward Alex, Voldemort's excitement surged. To kill a prodigy more gifted than himself—a young wizard who might one day rival Merlin—filled him with exhilaration. His very soul and body trembled with anticipation.

"Die, die! This world cannot have a wizard more brilliant than me!"

"First you, Alex," Voldemort thought, "and then Dumbledore. Soon, I, Voldemort, will rule the wizarding world!"

Under Voldemort's intense gaze, the basilisk locked its eyes on Alex, aiming to petrify him, while the trolls raised their massive clubs, ready to crush him into pulp.

Such a deadly assault would have required even Voldemort at his peak to tread cautiously, let alone a first-year like Alex.

Although Alex's combat abilities far surpassed those of his peers, Voldemort was certain he could not possibly reach such a level.

"Alex is as good as dead!"

But the next moment, Voldemort's confidence evaporated. His smug expression disappeared, replaced with shock and disbelief.

"What... what is this?" Voldemort murmured, as though witnessing the impossible.

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After Alex jumped out of the window, the gathered students screamed.

The drop was roughly twenty meters. A fall from such a height would undoubtedly reduce anyone to a splattered mess.

Even though they knew Alex must have had a plan, the sight of him leaping still left them trembling, as if they were the ones falling.

However, relief washed over them when they saw Alex land safely, clearly relying on some ingenious method.

But when they realized how Alex had avoided injury, they collectively froze.

Hermione was the first to break the silence, whispering hesitantly, "Did I see that right? Alex summoned a block of water midair, and when he fell into it, all his momentum just... vanished?"

Harry nodded in astonishment. "Yes... I saw it too. But... that doesn't make any sense—it defies all the laws of physics!"

Malfoy sneered from the side. "Physics? Ugh, another Muggle concept. There are no laws of physics in the wizarding world. Our magic bends and twists all of them! Obviously, Alex has invented a new spell that negates fall damage!"

Though Harry didn't argue, Malfoy's words stung. Still, she had to admit he was likely right—Alex must have created yet another groundbreaking spell.

For other wizards, inventing a spell was an extraordinarily difficult feat, requiring immense time and effort to produce even a mediocre spell.

But for Alex? It was as simple as a flash of inspiration. He could effortlessly craft powerful spells, as seen with his Artificial Intelligence Charm and Custom Transfiguration.

Alex was different. Alex was a genius.

This thought left Harry feeling bitter. When she first entered the wizarding world, everyone called her the "Chosen One." But even after drinking the Ancestral Potion to multiply her magical talent, she still couldn't come close to Alex.

"What kind of Chosen One am I?" she thought bitterly. "Alex is the real savior of the wizarding world."

Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed the basilisk and trolls speeding toward Alex, ready to attack.

Before she could worry, a deafening roar erupted. The soundwaves radiated outward from Alex's position, stunning everyone, including Harry.

Then, to their astonishment, a figure even larger than the basilisk and trolls began to rise from beneath Alex's feet.

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As the trolls and basilisk charged, Alex raised his wand. With a silent, wordless spell, his Custom Transfiguration activated.

The ground beneath him began to tremble and rise, taking shape.

What emerged was the outline of a creature, one far more massive than the trolls or the basilisk.

Absolutely not.

BOOOM!

A massive claw, larger than a house, rose into the air and slammed down forcefully.

The Killing Curse, capable of easily killing a troll and gravely injuring dragons, dissipated harmlessly as it struck the scales of Alex's magic dragon. It was like a pebble tossed into the ocean—a tiny ripple unable to disturb the vast, turbulent sea.

The giant claw shattered the Killing Curse and continued its descent, crushing Professor Quirrell into pulp.

After defeating Quirrell, Alex waited patiently, but nothing else happened.

Mocking, he said, "Voldemort, you thought you could escape in front of me? Dream on!"

The dragon's claw, now surrounded by blazing dragonfire, slammed down again onto Quirrell's remains.

The scorching flames instantly incinerated Quirrell's body. Just before this, a pale, ghostly figure shot out from Quirrell's body and attempted to flee. However, before it could get far, Alex effortlessly stopped it, leaving the soul fragment floating before him.

At this moment, the commotion outside drew the attention of the professors, who rushed to the scene.

When they saw the ghostly remnant of a soul, they gasped in shock.

"Voldemort! How is he here?!"

At the same time, the professors noticed the colossal magic dragon under Alex's feet. Even those who weren't proficient in Transfiguration immediately understood the magnitude of the feat before them.

Professor McGonagall, an expert in Transfiguration, was the most astonished. She exclaimed:

"My goodness, Alex, is this creature your creation through Custom Transfiguration?"

Alex nodded calmly. "Yes."

He then explained the events leading up to the encounter. Despite the gravity of the situation, the professors did not reprimand Alex for killing Quirrell. To them, any Death Eater was deserving of such a fate.

Dumbledore stepped forward, concern written across his face, and said: "Mr. Alex, I know you're incredibly talented, but you're still so young. The next time you face a situation like this, leave it to us old fools. Compared to us in the twilight of our years, you, standing in the dawn of your potential, represent far greater possibilities. I wouldn't want the future second Merlin to perish so prematurely."

Although Alex believed that, apart from the world's rules themselves, nothing in the Harry Potter world could harm him, he nodded respectfully and said: "Understood, Headmaster Dumbledore."

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After Alex defeated Voldemort, the original plot of the Harry Potter story changed drastically, with the alterations rivaling even Alex's earlier interference, such as preventing Hermione from joining Gryffindor.

However, Alex was surprised when he attempted to collect all the Horcruxes to completely eliminate Voldemort and further rewrite the plot—only to find that none of the Horcruxes were in their original locations.

Faced with this unexpected development, Alex immediately contacted his true form to investigate what had happened to the Harry Potter world.

Moments later, Alex received an explanation from his true form about the sudden shift in the storyline.

It turned out that his interference had alerted the world's rules. Sensing the threat he posed, the world's rules reacted to prevent themselves from being enslaved or consumed. To avoid being overtaken, the rules had moved Voldemort's Horcruxes and rewritten the plot proactively.

By rewriting the storyline themselves, the world's rules ensured that Alex's modifications would not increase the world's weight or importance. This also allowed the rules to temporarily stave off their impending doom.

Even so, the ability of the world's rules to rewrite the story was limited. To continue evolving and progressing toward becoming a more powerful world, the rules could not completely overwrite their foundational narrative. As a result, much of the storyline would still unfold as originally intended, albeit in a form that had been "heavily edited" by the rules themselves.

Alex now faced a new challenge: navigating the modified narrative, outsmarting and defeating the enhanced enemies that the world's rules had strengthened, and continuing to alter the story. Only by doing so could he increase the world's weight and solidify his influence over it.

"This world truly has the potential to rival Marvel in scale. The will of the Harry Potter world's rules is already formidable. If this world were to fully ascend to Marvel's level, its rules might very well become the next One-Above-All," Alex mused to himself in admiration.

He wondered what chaos the world's rules would stir up next to prevent him from consuming them. But Alex remained unfazed. His current power had already reached the limits of this world, equaling or even surpassing Dumbledore, the strongest wizard in existence.

Now, his goal was clear: to steadily increase his influence within this world by making small but significant changes to the narrative, amplifying his presence and tipping the balance in his favor. With the cooperation of his true form outside the world, he would eventually consume it entirely.

The first step in his plan was to harness the chaotic magic of the Harry Potter world to consolidate the fragmented chaos-based abilities of his true form.

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