During the rise of Voldemort's power, a familiar young face appeared at the doors of Doctor Mystic's headquarters. It was Harry Potter, the boy who had once defeated Voldemort in his first life and had now come into his own as a powerful wizard.
Harry, now older and wiser, approached Eamon with an urgent request. "I need your help, Doctor Mystic," Harry said, his voice filled with fear. "Voldemort is back, and he's stronger than ever. The prophecy, it doesn't just speak of me. It speaks of you, too. We need you."
Eamon, ever vigilant, knew the time was fast approaching. "I've been preparing for this moment, Harry," he said. "Voldemort's power has grown, but so has mine. We will defeat him, together."
As they discussed the next steps, the reality of the situation began to sink in. Voldemort's forces had already begun infiltrating Hogwarts. The school was under attack, and the Death Eaters had breached its defenses. The Battle of Hogwarts was imminent, and this time, it wouldn't just be a battle between light and dark—it would be the final showdown between the forces of the multiverse.