Sorcerer Supreme at Hogwarts (English Versión)-Chapter 108: "A Game Too Difficult p2"

"A Game Too Difficult p2"

This Chapter, as well as some later ones, has many scene changes, so I will simply use ------.

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"Well, it was obvious they would be empty," Tony said as he dropped a folder full of blank sheets.

Tony had reached Stark Tower. Curious, he went inside to see if some of his stuff was still there, but it was basically a hollow shell. All his machines and components were gone. Only his office remained, though it was filled with scattered papers everywhere.

It even seemed like someone had taken all his drinks since the place was a mess.

"It's like they took everything they could and just left," Tony said as he went down the elevator, which, for some reason, still worked. "I guess it helps not having to climb stairs like an idiot," he added, waiting patiently.

"I think on the second floor, in the accountant's office, I had some hidden whiskey," he said while pressing the button for the second level.

After waiting a moment, the elevator stopped, and the doors opened. Tony stepped out casually with his hands in his pockets, but as soon as he took a step outside, he froze completely.

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The entire office was filled with people covered in blood, their faces in a state of decay. They were not alive. However, what caught his attention the most was that they were all standing, and at that moment, they turned to look at him.

"I think I got the wrong floor, sorry," Tony said, stepping back and quickly pressing the button to close the elevator door.

"Grrr!" "one of the zombies tried to stick its hand into the elevator to reach him, but just before it managed to, the door closed.

"Shit... Zombies? Seriously?" Tony muttered as he recovered from the scare. Then, he quickly left the building, only to see in the distance how several zombies were starting to walk down the street.

"Damn," he said angrily as he looked for a place to hide.

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"Hey, Fred! I finally found you, I've been looking for you for hours," George said, running towards his brother, who was armed to the teeth with a metal armor he had found in a museum.

"That shield is awesome, George! Where did you find it?" Fred asked upon seeing his brother, who was holding a shield with a star in the center.

"There was a museum about some weirdly dressed guy over there," George replied, happy to have found his brother. "Hey, did you figure out how to take down those guys? No matter how much I hit them, they keep getting back up," Fred said, annoyed, as he walked with the heavy armor clanking with every step.

"Yeah, I figured it out. They're useless without their heads," George said with a proud smile. "By the way, I think your armor makes way too much noise. It'll definitely attract them," he added, annoyed by the constant sound of his brother's movements.

"I don't think so," Fred said, but then looked back when he heard a growl. He found himself facing a small horde of zombies following them.

"Well... maybe it does... Run!" he shouted as his armor continued to clang with each step, attracting even more zombies.

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"Harry, I finally found you!" Hermione said, relieved to see someone familiar.

Harry, who was on edge, jumped at the sound of his name suddenly being called.

"Hermione, is that you?" he sighed, trying to calm himself. "That scared me."

"Who would have thought Wanda would create a place full of zombies?" Hermione commented, recalling how she had progressed by hiding from them along the way.

"Zombies?" Harry asked, confused.

"Don't you know what they are? Didn't you live in the Muggle world for several years before moving to Flamel Mansion?" Hermione asked, puzzled.

"Yeah, but... should I know what a zombie is?" Harry asked again.

Then, Hermione realized that maybe Harry had never gone to the movies to watch one of the famous zombie films, and knowing him, it was unlikely he had read any books about them.

"Well, it doesn't matter. We just have to make sure they don't bite us, or we'll become like them. And their weakness is the brain... Here, you can do it," she said, handing him a metal rod she had picked up from the ground while making an encouraging gesture.

"What? And you don't need a weapon?" Harry asked, confused.

"You're the man, right? I'll watch your back," Hermione said, urging him to walk ahead of her.

"I think it's cheating to use that excuse," Harry muttered, realizing his friend just wanted him to fight while she stayed protected. Still, he obeyed and began moving forward to see if he could find the others.

"I think we should also look for supplies," Hermione added, starting to plan her next move.

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"Damn it, why does that woman always get me into these problems?" Loki complained as he used a knife he had taken from a butcher shop to defeat the fifth zombie in his way.

"Although... this helps me vent a little," he added with a grin.

Then, he saw a couple more zombies approaching, attracted by the noise he had made.

Smiling with amusement, he prepared to keep fighting.

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"Argh... it's you. Well, it's better than being alone," Tony said with annoyance upon seeing Ron, who was a mess of tears and snot after desperately running from a horde of zombies.

"Tony! I'm so lucky I found someone! We have to run, fast!" Ron exclaimed as he hugged him.

Tony made a disgusted face and quickly pushed him away.

"Please, respect personal space," he said while making a gesture of wiping his clothes. "Wait... did you say run?"

He looked behind Ron and saw a massive horde of zombies approaching.

After all, Ron had been running around shouting at the top of his lungs, attracting all the zombies in the area.

"You... Damn it!" Tony shouted, immediately turning around and running without looking back, leaving Ron alone.

Ron, seeing Tony run off without saying more, looked behind him and found the horde of zombies getting closer and closer.

"AAAAH!" he screamed again and started running once more.

"Idiot, get away! It's better to take separate paths!" Tony yelled, furious.

"Wait for me, Tony! Help!" Ron kept shouting, not having heard what Tony was saying.

Meanwhile, on a building rooftop, Stephen watched the scene just as Tony and Ron ran by, dragging all the zombies in the area with them.

"What are they doing? Hahaha," he laughed as he watched them flee for their lives. However, he showed no intention of going down to help them.

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"Mmm... I think separating everyone wasn't a good idea," Wanda said as she walked through the aisles of a store, the same one Ron had run out of a moment ago.

She was carrying several bags filled with snacks.

"I could have made them help me carry all of this," she murmured, annoyed by the load.

"But... Stephen didn't tell me magic couldn't be used in virtual reality... What a problem," she said, frowning.

"Without magic, surviving against those guys will be difficult," she added, worried, but then her face turned into a playful smile.

"By the way, where are all the zombies around here?"

She stepped out of the store and looked around. The street was completely empty.

After all, she had arrived after Ron had drawn all the zombies away with his noisy escape.

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"Alright, I think this is better," Fred said after removing the heavy, noisy armor, leaving only the shoulder pads, forearms, knee pads, and helmet, which gave him much more mobility.

At that moment, they were hiding inside a house while the zombies banged on the front door.

"What do we do now? We're surrounded," George asked, looking through the door's peephole.

"Let's see if we can create something with the stuff in this place," Fred replied, starting to search the house for anything useful.

After searching everywhere, they found several large knives, a machete, climbing ropes, various bottles of alcohol, and some gardening tools.

"Well, this is everything that seems useful," George said, dropping old clothes on the floor to use as fabric.

"Great! With this, we can make a couple of Molotov cocktails," Fred said, enthusiastically grabbing the bottles of alcohol.

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"Harry, watch out, to your right!" Hermione shouted.

Harry was fighting a zombie much taller than him, making it difficult for him to hit its head. Plus, another, much smaller one was approaching from the side.

Meanwhile, Hermione was standing on a trash bin, throwing rocks at the zombies to distract them.

"Don't you think if you got down here and helped me, it'd be easier?" Harry complained.

Finally, he managed to jump and pierce the tall zombie's eye with the metal rod. Then he turned around and, using the same rod as if it were a bat, hit the other approaching zombie.

"Sorry, I'm still not used to all the blood. Once I do, I'll help you," Hermione said, a little embarrassed.

After all, it was the first time she had seen someone pierce the eye of another living being.

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Meanwhile, in the game zone, Natasha had arrived after receiving complaints from Snape about some of the players spending more time than allowed in the virtual reality cabins.

"Seriously, Snape? You lose your mind over five minutes?" Sirius said, who was passing by and overheard the complaint.

"Rules exist for a reason, Black. Just go in and get them out," Snape responded before walking away.

"Well, my shifts for today are over, so I want to see what this virtual reality thing is all about," Sirius said with excitement, stepping forward before Natasha could say anything.

"We just have to go in, get them out, and leave," Natasha responded, noticing Sirius's enthusiasm.

However, he didn't listen to her and quickly went down to the game zone.

"Sigh..." Natasha simply followed him, resigned.

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