Different from the azure and pure island of Avalon.

This island, which the lady said bordered the underworld, was lifeless, just like the wasteland she had seen behind the curtain, with only a few scattered dead plants placed out of place on the soil.

There are two huge auras on the island.

One was full of vitality, which was out of tune with this small island; the other had a complex aura and kept moving. His footsteps were heavy and rumbling. When he stepped onto the island, he could even feel the ground beneath his feet shaking slightly.

Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak and crept forward.

A medium-sized apple tree came into view, with lush branches and leaves. Its crown had not been trimmed, but had grown into a perfect semicircle.

There was only one fruit on it, a golden, tempting apple.

The creature with the heavy footsteps hovered and guarded it.

It was a magical creature, the likes of which Harry had never seen before.

It has a body several times larger than that of a fire dragon, a pair of wings that fit tightly together, and a tail that is like a steel whip, almost as big as a basilisk.

The most important thing is the head.

It had a hundred heads, some of which were entangled in the golden apple tree, some of which were taking a nap, and the remaining heads were like balloons, propped up and swaying on the body.

An upside-down octopus.

He searched his memory and found it in a corner.

Ladon, the hundred-headed dragon, is a mythical creature that guards the golden apples.

It’s a dragon…

Harry took out the dragon oil and carefully applied it on the snake bone sword and the sword of Gryffindor. He then took out a bottle of thunder potion, unscrewed the cap, and drank it in one gulp.

He raised his wand.

The magic power surged, the sky changed, strong winds blew up, dark clouds surged, thunder rolled, and after a while, heavy rain suddenly fell.

Ladon raised his head and flew high towards the clouds.

It was very puzzled.

How could it rain for no reason in this place bordering the underworld and Gensokyo?

Harry approached cautiously, and when he was closest, he put on the Quinn shield and waved his wand.

Boom!

Beside Ladon, the dead trees twisted and turned into thick and long steel chains, binding its body and pulling it down hard. The huge force caused it to tremble slightly.

The legendary magical creature is not that fragile. At least this level of power cannot restrain it.

Several heads roared at the same time, and each head's cry was different.

Sharp and harsh!

More than just a cry!

It is also an attack.

Harry could feel his heart beating faster, his eardrums throbbing, and the blood swelling in his eyes.

He waved his wand again.

The levitation spell lifted him up, and he leaped lightly towards Ladon's body, took off his invisibility cloak, and slashed at several heads with his sword.

The snake bone sword is sharp, and dragon head oil is also effective against it.

Cut down with one sword.

Several huge heads fell to the ground, and bright red blood oozed from the wounds.

Ladon wailed in pain.

Their heads were intertwined, their long necks were shaking, and they pounced on Harry and bit him.

As the mythical creature guarding the golden apple, it was very powerful. Harry had never seen a more difficult creature than it in terms of speed, strength, and reaction ability.

The vitality is extremely strong.

It was not until the last head was chopped off that its life force completely ceased and its huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Harry gasped.

Looking at the snake bone sword, the effect of the dragon head oil had lost its effect when he chopped off two-thirds of the head. The rest of the head was chopped off by the sharp bone sword.

It's very cunning.

Quinn's shield was broken two or three times, and his armor was replenished several times.

But it was killed anyway.

Harry put away his sword, took out the potion, and smeared diffusa on the wound. He did not rush to dissect the material, but walked to the apple tree, stood on tiptoe, raised his hand, and picked the golden apple.

It has the most perfect appearance an apple can have.

Round and full.

The aroma was fragrant, tempting Harry.

Harry put it away without hesitation and continued searching in the cracks of the apple tree, trying to find the second golden apple, but... nothing. There was only this one on the tree.

He was slightly startled, remembering what the lady had said.

She did not expect or think that she could get more golden apples. It was not because she felt that she was incapable, but because she knew that there was only one fruit?

Harry shook his head.

He drew his dagger, dug up the loose soil under the golden apple tree, found the roots, and stabbed them with his knife.

With a grunt sound, the dagger broke.

As for the roots, only the loose soil was shaken off, and even the bark was not scratched.

Harry raised his eyebrows, changed to the snake bone dagger, and stabbed again.

With a snapping sound, the snake bone dagger broke.

It is very hard and indestructible.

Harry drew his wand, pointed it at the tree and cast a cutting spell. Milky white sap flowed out, emitting a fresh fragrance, but the root system was only cut a small way and could not be completely severed.

After casting several Cutting Curses, Harry finally managed to cut off a small piece.

He was ready to pick it up, put it in the Sorting Hat, and take it back to discuss with Professor Sprout how to cultivate the golden apple tree. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the small piece of roots immediately withered, shrank and dried up visibly, and turned into a dead branch in the blink of an eye.

The source of the golden apple tree’s vitality is not its roots?

Harry stood up and plucked a leaf.

The leaves, like the roots, turn into dead leaves in the blink of an eye.

The same goes for the bark and branches. The only thing that can remain alive after leaving the golden apple tree is the golden apple.

Is it because of its properties as a magical plant?

Or is it because this place is close to the underworld and the breath of death is permeating, causing these small parts that have left the tree to wither quickly?

Harry was helpless. He could only use the bottle to fill up some of the milky white liquid that emerged from the roots, put the dead branches in his pocket, and walked towards Ladon's body. At least he had some gains.

Ladon's flesh, scales, and leather should all be excellent magical materials.

He walked over.

The footsteps suddenly stopped. There was an ominous aura surrounding Ladon's body, which was related to death. The head that Harry had chopped off turned into dust and was slowly merging into the island.

The flesh and blood were wriggling on the wound on the neck, and fibers of flesh and blood vessels were growing out.

The blood began to flow again and the heart began to beat again.

Is it to be resurrected?

Harry put on his Invisibility Cloak, hid behind the golden apple tree, and looked at it.

Almost ten minutes later.

Ladon was resurrected, with one hundred heads shaking, but it seemed to have no memory of the past. It did not show any anger at all, and patrolled the island with clattering steps.

Really resurrected...

Harry was a little surprised.

Soon, he no longer cared about being surprised at Ladon's resurrection. A breath attracted him. When he looked up, he saw a green apple on the branch. It grew and matured at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the top of the apple began to emit a flashing golden light.

The golden apples are in bloom again.

Harry hid quietly, waiting for the apples to ripen.

But things don't always go so smoothly.

One of Ladon's heads flew over and wrapped around the tree, and his other heads picked up the golden apple and held it tightly.

Although it has no previous memories, the experience is still there.

It cannot see through the invisibility cloak, but it knows that some people can become invisible and hide it from its eyes, so it must protect the golden apple better.

Harry sighed softly. It seemed that if he wanted to get the golden apple, he would have to kill Ladon again.

He waved his wand.

This time was more strenuous than the last time. Although the effect of the thunder potion had not yet disappeared, Ladon became stronger after being resurrected.

Like the Phoenix, death allows it to be reborn and become stronger.

Harry glanced at the golden apple tree. The apples on it were not yet fully ripe.

He waved his wand and began to cut up Ladon's body.

Since I will be resurrected...

Wouldn't that mean there is an endless supply of materials?

However, the result was similar to that of the golden apple tree. When the skin, scales, and flesh left the corpse, they immediately rotted and eventually turned into a mass of black, smelly mud and water, merging into the island.

There is no way to take anything away from it.

Harry could only pick the second golden apple, put on the invisibility cloak, and wait for the third golden apple to ripen.

As a tiny apple blossom bloomed, the same aura emanated from Ladon's body.

It has been resurrected once again.

The second resurrection made him even stronger, and the increase this time was far greater than the increase brought by the first resurrection.

It was more difficult for Harry to kill it. The Thunder Potion had lost its effect, making the hunt more difficult. The previous two times were only minor injuries, but this time, a long, deep and hideous wound was left on his arm.

The third golden apple was obtained.

Harry took a lingering look at it and left without hesitation.

It's not that he thinks he won't be able to defeat Ladon if he continues to grow. As long as he takes another bottle of thunder potion, he can kill this hundred-headed dragon two or three more times, and he can get two or three more golden apples - but Harry remembers clearly that his purpose is to save Geralt and Yennefer.

The goal has been achieved, and two more golden apples are an unexpected gain.

And outside, in Avalon.

There is another opponent that you need to treat with caution - Voldemort, who is a very tricky enemy.

Demon Hunter's potion cannot be taken in large quantities in a short period of time.

He got into the boat.

The boat sank heavily, then floated upstream.

Almost immediately, he was brought back to the original ferry.

Harry walked back along the long, winding path, saw the wall, and returned to the room.

"Tom Riddle." He paused, looking at the men in the room, and the tortured, pale lady lying at his feet. "And that lady, I am amazed."

"When did you become so powerful?"

"All the fairies of Avalon will fall at your feet."

Voldemort shook his head: "Mr. Potter, I don't like your name. Can you change it?"

"Like calling me Dark Lord, or Master?"

"Of course, Voldemort can do that, too."

"The mysterious man is the worst choice."

"Okay Tom, no problem Tom." Harry nodded, expressionless.

Voldemort's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly smiled brilliantly: "Potter, you are not as smart as you think. You are treated like a fool."

"Before we start the game, may I tell you a little secret?"