"Glinton, you have to remember that we can look down on those outside wizards who do nothing, and we can also look down on those pampered playboys."
"But those wizards who are truly talented will have potential or combat power that you can't even imagine."
"Even if you don't make friends with them, you must never offend them."
Before entering school, Glinton Black could not fully understand what his father told him.
He came to school with his father's admonitions.
At first, he still had pride and superiority in his heart.
Fortunately, his father disciplined him more. Let him not have the temper of a young master, so he can always be polite to others.
In other words, he would never look down on any wizard without reason.
For the first time in the Transfiguration class, he was sure that the young wizard sitting in front of him was a civilian wizard admitted under special circumstances.
There is no pureblood family named Corwin.
However, he knew Luna and Elise, and he felt that they would not get close to a young wizard with no family background for no reason.
After careful observation, he noticed the clumsy transformation technique in Xifa's hand and waved the wand slightly stiffly.
Seeing that the wooden sword conjured by Xifa still had burrs, he was still wondering whether Xifa's talent was just average.
But in the afternoon, Xifa showed him what magic talent was.
His performance in the Transfiguration class convinced Glinton that Xifa was a novice who had just come into contact with magic.
But in the magic class, his performance felt better than mine.
You know, I have been studying magic at home for many years.
I thought that Xifa would put pressure on me in study.
Unexpectedly, one day, a letter came from home, and there was internal news - Xifa's battle in Hogsmeade caused a lot of battle traces.
Without pictures and without truth, Glinton didn’t understand what a large amount meant.
He thought that it should be caused by the continuous use of crushing spells to cause a large number of marks. You can do it yourself.
In this way, Glinton began to look for opportunities to make friends with Xifa.
Heard that Xifa was having trouble in the Forbidden Forest.
Think again about the duel scenes I witnessed in school and under the protection of my family.
He thought he could do it too.
Until he saw with his own eyes the magic fluctuations left over from the battle between West Fa and Charles in the Forbidden Forest...
His concept began to break. Is Xifa really that strong?
Fortunately, Xifa's miserable look made him know how much Xifa had paid.
But then, Xifa became an assistant teacher in the Transfiguration class, and his magic of activating soil made him envious.
It only took half a year to catch up with him.
During the vacation, he thought about it and decided to use his family's library resources to win over Xifa.
Unexpectedly, Xifa ignored it.
When school started, he still had resentment in his heart, but with Xifa's proactive explanation, he forgave Xifa.
The two met occasionally in the auditorium, and I was able to join their small group and learn some skills that I had never seen in books, which benefited me a lot.
This is the situation today.
Glinton swung several body-shattering curses viciously.
Several potholes several meters in diameter were left outside the Quidditch pitch.
Breathing time.
He looked in the direction of Ravenclaw. There is no little wizard with white hair, and there is no similar figure with black hair.
What was he thinking? With Elise by his side, I was worried about what he would do.
Touching the necklace hanging on his chest, Glinton sighed.
The Black family is an ancient family that has been passed down for hundreds of years and is the school director of Hogwarts. It has some unique means and powers.
For example, the teleportation magic in this necklace can transport oneself back to the family in one breath, even in Hogwarts.
If the barrier in front of him is breached, he can activate the necklace without hesitation and escape from here.
"Eileen Prince, don't stay too far away from me. The situation is not right. I will take you away."
"Okay..." The thin, cowardly little witch replied timidly.
Although the Prince family is pure blood, compared with a sacred pure blood family like Black, it is no different from a Muggle family.
Glinton took a fancy to her talent in potions, and he wanted to train a pharmacist who would be loyal to him.
This kind of secret entrustment and solicitation happens everywhere in the stadium.
War is approaching.
All members of the holy pure-blood family, even collateral members, will be given something similar to a necklace when they enter school.
Tom was on the side, easily releasing magic spells one after another to harvest the lives of those demonized creatures.
Originally, he didn't want to be in the limelight, but when faced with threats, he naturally reserved his energy to look for opportunities to escape.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Tom also quietly stole a Quidditch player's broom to him, and when he was in a hurry, he escaped from the air in the dark.
However, these unflattering means came to him after Abraxas Malfoy came to him, extended an olive branch to him and told him that he had the means to leave.
He let go of his hands and feet and unleashed his magic.
Why not seize this opportunity to earn prestige and let others see your strength?
After fighting for a period of time, Tom's powerful and continuous magic output attracted the attention of many people.
That's when Tom received admiring looks from everyone.
The sky suddenly exploded with light.
A golden-red fireball suddenly lit up above their heads.
All the little wizards couldn't help but look up.
With the aid of rapidly dissipating fireballs.
They saw Dumbledore standing in the sky.
On the opposite side was a black fog, with streams of black smoke falling from the clouds and blending into it.
The coercion exuded by the fog made many young wizards find it difficult to breathe.
You know, this is a super armor spell cast by four professors!
The top wizard is a walking natural disaster!
This almost natural disaster-like scene brought his father's teachings to Glinton's mind.
"Father, is this what you said, that Dumbledore alone is the real reason that prevents Grindelwald from entering the British wizarding world?"
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On the battlefield below, Dumbledore was not paying attention.
With the blessing of Hogwarts, the four professors' joint super armor spell was not broken.
The little wizard staying inside is definitely not in danger of his life.
At this time, he frowned and looked solemnly at the Forbidden Forest with gleaming blue eyes.
In his perception, there is an oppressive, evil, and random magical force field approaching him.
With the help of the light cast by the fire spell jointly cast by dozens of Gryffindor wizards below.
Dumbledore's pupils shrank slightly.
I saw a horizontal tornado rushing towards this direction from the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
Its huge size and the airflow caused by its rapid advance impressed the treetops and grass blades.
Dumbledore slowly raised his wand.
Soon, the outermost air pressure had reached him.
Let the wizard robe on him rustle in the wind.
No, I can only be tough.
Otherwise, if this force turns a corner, there will be flaws in the defense below.
Fortunately, with Xifa's help, his magical attainments have become even more refined.
Otherwise, this time, you will be embarrassed.
The veins on the hands are bulging, which is caused by the magic power gathered in the hands.
The tip of Dumbledore's staff suddenly sent out an invisible shock wave.
When colliding with the black tornado.
It instantly turned into a counter-rotating fire tornado.
Then, the two tornadoes collided with each other. In the end, Dumbledore was more powerful.
The remaining power of the curse turned into a big fireball and slowly dissipated in the air.
Isn't this you? Brandt...
Dumbledore still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that the enemy would imprison Brant and use Polyjuice Potion to deceive him.
However, when streams of black air dropped from the clouds and converged into a deep-colored fog several meters wide dozens of meters away from Dumbledore.
Dumbledore's expression changed from a hint of luck to one that was completely solemn.
It seems that he feels the approach of his master, or more precisely, he feels the presence of a superior person.
The demonized magical animals that besieged the Quidditch pitch became more ferocious and violent.
They are not afraid of death and take advantage of the little wizard's dull time.
Crash his own against the translucent wall of the Super Armor Curse.
The electric light flashed from above, burning them to ashes easily.
Like a moth flying into a flame, it brings feather-like pressure to the professor.
Although, the magic is supplied by Hogwarts Castle.
But the mental power to cast spells and repair magical structures still needs to be provided by the professor.
Without the little wizard to help him lighten his burden, those cannon fodders became even more desperate for life and death.
The pressure on the four professors increased dramatically in an instant.
"You little bastard who doesn't want to die! Hurry up and cast a spell to help!"
Horace Slughorn saw his house looking up at the sky and pointing at Dumbledore.
He didn't care at all that his dean was so tired that his fart was about to come out.
I couldn't help but turn around and shake off a handful of oily sweat, roaring at the "idle" little wizard.
No amplification spell was cast, but Little Wizard Zhou Duo could still clearly hear his roar.
Seeing that the professor was almost unable to hold on any longer.
They were so frightened that they quickly cast spells.
For a moment, Slughorn's pressure was greatly reduced.
He finally had a chance to take out a gold-rimmed handkerchief and wipe his sweat. .
Albus, beat him to death quickly, my old bones can't bear this kind of punishment.
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If we say that the magic at the beginning still had a hint of Brandt's magic, but when the black air flow continued to pour into the fog in front of me.
Brandt's breath also became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.
When the last airflow merges into it.
The fog suddenly shrank, forming a round ball that looked like a substance.
Then, it exploded suddenly.
From it came a man in his prime.
There are some vague traces of young Brandt on his body. If you don't look closely, this is simply another person!
Dumbledore felt a little creepy.
When the person standing opposite to him opened his brown pupils.
Facing the other party's strange and evil eyes.
Dumbledore shot a golden-red curse without hesitation.
However, the other party was not in vain for Dumbledore's serious probing.
An equally understated wave of the hand.
A layer of black airflow emerged from behind, canceling out the magic package.
"Albus Dumbledore. The most powerful white wizard in recent years."
"It is said that he is even more powerful than the Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald."
"Seeing that you withstood the shock wave with ease, the rumors are true."
Hearing this, Dumbledore frowned, then relaxed.
The other party seemed to be using the defeat of Grindelwald as a reference.
In this case, I, who has recently improved in strength, can catch him by surprise.
"Why did you attack Hogwarts for no reason? In other words, why did you embarrass these little wizards?"
After hearing Dumbledore's question, the man born in the black mist patted his forehead.
"Even if I say it directly, you won't understand me."
"By the way, let me introduce myself first. My name is
Rona Ganelon. "
Ganelon? This last name? Did he, one of the twelve holy knights of the church, have anything to do with him?
Dumbledore quickly searched for relevant knowledge in his mind. However, these medieval histories of other countries were really not his strong point.
"Tsk, don't you know...that's right. After all, you are a young man, so it's normal not to know those things."
Rona Ganelon saw that Dumbledore was silent. He was startled at first, and then murmured to himself.
"Hundreds of years have passed, and success or failure depends on this."
"I just want revenge! The church took away my beloved one back then!"
"You should know what it feels like to lose the one you love!"
Hearing this, Dumbledore's expression changed. He thought of his sister, who was accidentally killed by his good brother.
"Dumbledore, get out of the way. Let me open the door to the underworld. Your sister's soul will have the opportunity to return to you!"
Hearing this, Dumbledore's heart moved, and he involuntarily turned sideways, as if to make way for Rona Ganelon.
Seeing this, Rona Ganelon couldn't help but be ecstatic, and let out a series of strange laughter, which echoed in the sky like a crow.
"Okay, as long as I open the door to hell and welcome my lover's soul, I will also help you find your sister's soul."
As long as Dumbledore doesn't care about himself, the barrier below will be a joke. He could hold it by raising his hand. Only Dumbledore was an accident. Within hundreds of years, few people could reach his level.
Seeing that Dumbledore gave up fighting against him, Rona Ganelon raised his right hand.
The dark clouds in the sky began to rotate as he waved his hand in circles.
Soon a bright light shot out from it.
But at the same time, this is also a big whirlpool that blocks out the sky and the sun.
The little wizard on the Quidditch pitch once again looked up at the strange phenomenon in the sky in shock.
It seems that Dumbledore intends to surrender without mercy? !
Abraxas Malfoy hurriedly took out his life-saving means and quietly activated it.
What made him at a loss was that the signal was cut off!
For a moment, he didn't dare to say anything for fear of offending the panting Tom Riddle.
Fortunately, Tom also looked up at the scene in the sky, ignoring Abraxas Malfoy's changing expression.
Just when the black vortex was about to fall.
Dumbledore turned around with a struggling expression and faced Rona Ganelon.
When he stood still, his eyes were clear and firm.
"Sorry, I would rather live in self-blame than watch you kill a little wizard!"
After saying that, a beam of light shot out from the top of the main castle of Hogwarts and landed at Dumbledore's feet.
"Vulcan opens the way!"
The blazing flames swirled and rolled under Dumbledore's feet, forming a whirlpool of flames that was no less powerful than the Rona Ganelon curse.
Controlling such powerful magic made Dumbledore's arms and wand tremble slightly.
But it was Dumbledore who could do his best, and Rona Ganelon who had to spare the effort to open the gates of hell.
Let Rona Ganelon's ambitions stop here.
