Batman's Owl Godfather

Chapter 42: Hogwarts Collapse Plan
Salazar Slytherin!
After receiving the other party's personal admission, Dumbledore's heart finally settled.

He looked at Jason behind Salazar, his anger beyond words.

No wonder Lupin had to confess to himself. Disturbing the sleep of the founder of Hogwarts was such a blasphemous act!

"Surprised?"

Jason said, “All it takes is a degraded Dionysus factor and a black magic ritual, and I can use the founder of your school.”

After saying this, he even showed Dumbledore the tube of green liquid in his hand.

Dionysus factor, a liquid metal in the DC universe, can give people the ability to live forever and be revived continuously.

Destroy Hogwarts? It's easy!
At this time, Salazar had gradually adapted to the feeling of returning to the human world.

He stretched out his hand out of thin air and waited for a moment, but there was no response. The feeling of emptiness in his hand made him very dissatisfied.

"Where's my wand?"

Jason didn't know the answer to this question. It was the dark wizard Gibberne who was crawling on the ground who answered it.

"Master Slytherin, your snakewood staff was taken to America by your descendants and buried outside Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

"USA?"

Salazar sneered, "Another small country that split from the Holy Roman Empire? Never mind, I'll take it myself later."

He turned his head and looked at Dumbledore who was standing ready.

"You're lucky. You can live a few more minutes against me who doesn't use a wand."

Salazar said calmly, "By the way, the current headmaster of Hogwarts, are you a pureblood or a half-blood?"

"Is there any difference between pureblood and half-blood?"

Dumbledore didn't want to talk much with Slytherin. This undead creature that was resurrected by blasphemous means should return to the grave even if it had a special identity in its lifetime.

He pressed his fingertips on the top of the Elder Wand and slowly separated them. A flame blazed like a drawn thread and immediately spread to the entire stone bridge, surrounding everyone present in a wall of fire.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the wall of fire began to stir. Flames kept bursting out and circling in the sky like a meteor flying in the opposite direction.

Gradually, the meteors formed a huge vortex, like an upside-down city of fire, which was about to strangle all the trapped darkness.

"It's Vulcan leading the way!" Gibberne exclaimed. This was Dumbledore's specialty and the Death Eaters' nightmare.

"The God of Fire leads the way? It's obviously the Gublerite Fire." Salazar sneered, "Has the magic world fallen to this point now? Even the spells can't be recognized."

The Gubra Fairy Fire, also known as the Eternal Fire, is a flame that will never go out.

Even in ancient times, it was an extremely powerful spell.

However, for Salazar Slytherin, this power is not unbreakable.

At first glance, his skeletal body looks like a candle in the wind, but the magic power contained within it is unfathomable.

Salazar didn't have a wand, so he cast the spell without a wand. He stretched out his hand and reached into the restless wall of fire.

"Call the fierce fire!"

boom--

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally golden-red flames were instantly transformed into dark green Fiery Flames as if dyed. The wall of fire collapsed, and the Fiery Flames rushed towards Dumbledore like mercury pouring out of the ground, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting.

At the same time, countless dark creatures generated by flames appeared in the fierce fire, including Dementors, trolls, werewolves, octopus spiders...

These fierce fire creatures gnashed their teeth and sucked blood, choosing their prey to devour.

Dumbledore became the only target.

"Do you understand the gap between you and me, Dumbledore?"

Salazar said coldly: "You are just a mortal who was born in an era without me!"

Dumbledore's forehead was already covered with cold sweat; Salazar was much more powerful than he had imagined.

What the other party used casually were all long-lost ancient magics.

Fiendfyre had already rushed in front of Dumbledore.

"Expediate Patronus!" Dumbledore held the Elder Wand upside down and thrust it into the ground. A clear phoenix cry sounded, and a huge phoenix shadow appeared, wrapping Dumbledore in it. The Fiendfyre howled, but could not penetrate even a little bit.

The phoenix spread its wings and sang loudly, its cry was stirring, the green fierce fire was forcibly dispersed, and the fierce fire creatures were annihilated.

The shadow of the Patronus gradually disappeared, and Dumbledore's breathing became heavier.

In the first confrontation between the two legendary wizards, neither side gained any advantage.

Jason frowned. “That’s it?”

"Muggle, be polite when you speak." Salazar said coldly, "Don't think that a soul-stealing ritual can guarantee your absolute safety."

Jason raised his hands to show that he meant no offense.

"I'm sorry, Master, I just think the efficiency is too low right now," he said. "I just don't have the patience to wait for you and Dumbledore to decide the winner."

Let’s just fight it quickly and decisively!
Salazar sneered but did not refute. He waved his hand towards Dumbledore.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dazzling green light was so bright that it blinded people, and it carried with it a chaotic sound, as if the invisible god of death was flying towards Dumbledore.

This was totally unlike the Killing Curse Dumbledore had seen before. Its power was far beyond imagination, and the surging green light was like a torrent of souls.

Dumbledore could not resist, he turned around, his robes swirled around, and disappeared.

He didn't reappear in the same place until the killing curse ended.

Although he escaped a murderous calamity, Dumbledore did not feel at ease at all.

Because the ground began to shake again, two new coffins rose from behind Salazar.

The pattern depicted on it is an eagle and a badger.

it's over...

At this moment, Dumbledore felt an emotion called despair.

Jason repeated his old trick, opened the test tube, and two drops of Dionysus factor flew into the coffin.

The new coffin was opened, and the same black air was rolling, and two figures emerged from inside.

One of them had a slender skeleton, and even though he had turned into bones over the past thousand years, he still retained the elegance and temperament he had in life.

She was wearing a blue robe and waved her hand gently to dispel the dark air in front of her, with a hint of contempt and ridicule in her tone.

"Hogwarts, you are filthy."

One of the four founders, Rowena Ravenclaw, returns to the human world.

The other one was shorter than Rowena, with a more sturdy frame, and his goose yellow robe hung loosely on his body.

Although she was resurrected, the soul fire in her eyes was filled with a hint of confusion, as if she didn't understand how she became like this.

One of the four founders, Helga Hufflepuff, has returned.

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore." Jason shrugged. "I really can't find the remains of Gryffindor, otherwise I would definitely reunite you."

Dumbledore's hand gripped the Elder Wand and it made a crackling sound.

This casual attitude towards the dead has completely violated his bottom line.

But now is not the time to settle accounts with Jason, because he is facing an unprecedented crisis.

An overwhelming sense of oppression was rushing towards Dumbledore.

Looking at the figures of the three founders, Dumbledore suddenly remembered the prophecy.

From beginning to end, from yesterday to tomorrow.

The shadows of the three dark lords will cover the entire castle.

"So that's what you mean." Dumbledore smiled bitterly. He gradually understood everything.

I had wronged Bruce.

(End of this chapter)