Harry Potter Game Jumper 02

Harry gazed at the disfigured corpse of the demon girl he had just killed. Even without his glasses, he was too close to miss the details.

Once the smell of urine, blood and burned flesh registered in his brain, he felt extermely sick. He barely turned around and leaned on the wall before he threw up everything that was in his stomach. He stayed like that for a while, before straightening up. He made a deliberate effort to ignore the smell and not to look at his work. He tried hard not to think about it, and slowly searched for his glasses.

His head and upper body hurt from all the blows he received, and his mind was numb. He soon found his glasses, and put them back on. He gazed around once again, avoiding a certain place. He now understood better how dangerous the place was, and was even more determined to find the exit. Before he got far from the place of his first kill, another opponent presented herself to him.

She was covered in a thin layer of golden fur with black stripes, and had long blue hairs. She wore a pink sleevless bodysuit which exposed the middle of her chest and belly, pink gloves and shoes, and spiked metal bands around her shoulders. She was sniffing the air when she came across him, and her eyes narrowed upon seeing him. She took a combat stance, and exposed her small fangs with an angry snarl.

Harry narrowed his eyes and took on a defensive stance. He had resigned himself to do some unpleasant things to survive the place he was in. His mind had become numb to the prospect, like a survival mechanism to keep him from going crazy in hostile territory. Or he was already adaptating. The weretiger didn't wait long and rushed toward him. When she got close, he lashed out with his arm.

"Flipendo!"

The blue streak of magic missed the weretiger as she dodged to the side. Before he could react, she was already at his side and landed a vicious claw strike to the side of his ribcage.

"Glrurg!!!"

He was lifted of the ground and flew 2m before landing painfully and rolling around. His opponent instantly rushed to him, and he could barely cough out the knockback jinx incantation before she could nail him again. This time, her momentum didn't allow him to dodge, and she was knocked back hard. Harry had learned his lesson with the werebat girl, and launched another spell immediatly after.

"Rictusempra!"

The weretiger started to laugh while rolling on the floor. Harry didn't use the incendio spell because he was still traumatised by what he did to the werebat girl. And since he was still on the ground, he wasn't well placed to aim at critical areas. Rictusempra was used to buy himself some time to stand up.

"Immobulus!"

The werecat girl was frozen in place, even as she continued to laugh. However, he eyes weren't laughing. They darted around, and it was obvious she tried to find a way out of her predicament. Harry observed her. Once more, his hormones betrayed him as he admired her gorgeous body, but not enough to make him forget what he needed to do. He turned her over, and pointed his hand toward the exposed nape of her neck. He concentrated magic in his hand, and averted his eyes.

"Diffindo."

Slnaptch!!

He violently shuddered when he heard the flesh and bones of her neck give under the power of the spell. Tears were streaming down his face as he moved away.

He encountered 3 more demons as he looked for the exit of the dungeon. One was another werebat girl, and the other 2 were wererat girls. They were all taken down the same way: with the combo flipendo-immobulus-diffindo. He was moving slowly, not only because of his bruises, but also because he didn't anymore nasty surprises. Not like it stopped nasty surprises from reaching him when they really wanted to.

He reached a place where he could hear voices, and stopped. He heard 2 differentes voices, and slowly sneaked toward them. As he got closer, he saw the corpses of another werebat girl. That one had been cut by a blade, and her skimpy armor had been completly shatered. Even though it was a corpse, he couldn't help but have a reaction to the exposed breasts and pussy, and quickly looked away. He refocused on going near the voices.

It led him to a room slightly different from the others, as it was more neat. Inside were 2 girls.

The first one was a werewolf girl with silver hairs and eyes. She had silver-white fur on her forearms, legs, and bushy tail. She wore a chocker on her neck, grey gloves and spiked bracers, a pieces of yellow and brown clothes tied around her chest like a bikini, and another at the bottom tied like a loincloth. She was holding a dark red whip with thorns on it.

The second one was a beautiful girl, with long red hairs and red eyes, athletic, with the biggest breasts he had seen so far, as she was naked and restrained by chains. From what he could tell, her clothes used to be a silver and orange bodysuit, with a red chestplate. Her appearance, and the sight of her clothes, stirred his memories. Both looked familiar, he was certain to have seen it not long ago.

He stopped hearing their voices, and didn't pay attention to what they were doing. He had wondered where he was ever since he arrived in that dungeon. He though he had been transported to the lair of some dark wizard that would take the place of Voldemort. He recalled that, at the moment he had teleported himself, he was holding a game disk, a game which, according to the notebook, was for adult people due to the sexual content.

And the protagonist of that game was a pretty red-haired girl, the Lightning Warrior Raidy. Harry Potter realised that, somehow, he had entered the world of a video-game.