In Harry Potter World As Madara Uchiha

Madara stood atop a towering cliff, his crimson eyes scanning the vast land before him. The Forbidden Forest stretched into the horizon, its dark canopy hiding untold secrets. The chill of the night breeze barely registered against his skin as he contemplated his next move.

His recent encounter with Hogwarts' defenses had made one thing clear—this world would not yield to him so easily.

A flickering blue light materialized in front of him, a now-familiar presence.

[Quest Progress: Discover Your Purpose - 35%]

He smirked. It seemed his journey had only just begun.

Turning his attention away from the notification, he refocused on the figures in the distance. A group of wizards—Ministry Aurors, judging by their robes—were searching the area. No doubt they were investigating the strange energy signatures left in his wake.

Madara had no interest in a direct confrontation. Not yet. He needed more information, and Hogwarts held the answers he sought. Albus Dumbledore was said to be the most powerful wizard of this age, and if there was anyone who could challenge him, it would be that man.

But to reach Dumbledore, he needed a plan.

With a flicker of his Sharingan, he vanished, moving like a phantom through the trees. His speed was far beyond what these wizards could comprehend, and within moments, he had positioned himself near the edge of the Forbidden Forest, just outside the wards of Hogwarts.

A pair of students were sneaking out of the castle, whispering in hushed voices. Madara remained in the shadows, listening intently.

"Are you sure this is safe?" one of them asked, a boy with messy brown hair.

"Relax, I just want to see if the rumors are true," the other replied, a girl with sharp blue eyes. "They say something happened in the forest. The professors are acting weird about it."

Madara considered his options. He could use these students to gain access to Hogwarts, but that would require subtlety.

His Sharingan spun, and in an instant, he stepped forward, placing them under his Genjutsu.

"Tell me everything you know," he commanded, his voice smooth yet firm.

The students' eyes glazed over as they began to speak. They had overheard a conversation between the professors—something about a dark force stirring, and Dumbledore preparing countermeasures.

The forest had become a point of concern, and security around Hogwarts had increased. Even Potter and his friends had been warned to stay away.

Interesting.

Releasing them from his control, Madara vanished before they could regain their senses. He had what he needed. If Dumbledore was preparing for something, then the old wizard already suspected an external threat. But that was only a fraction of the puzzle.

Madara turned his gaze toward the castle. If he wanted real answers, he would have to step into the lion's den himself.

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Elsewhere, within the stone walls of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore sat in his office, gazing into the flickering flames of a candle. His fingers steepled, he contemplated the presence he had sensed earlier.

It was unlike anything he had encountered before—neither wholly magical nor entirely human. A force of power that bent reality itself.

"Madara Uchiha…" he murmured, as if testing the name on his tongue.

He did not yet know who—or what—this entity was, but he would soon find out. The storm was coming, and the wizarding world was not prepared for it.

Dumbledore reached for his wand, his eyes narrowing. Whatever this being wanted, he would ensure that Hogwarts remained protected.