A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 601 The door was opened, and the window was left open as well.

The bright moonlight enveloped the ancient forest, and the mist that permeated the forest glowed with a faint fluorescence. The branches of the towering ancient trees appeared and disappeared in the mist, as if some mysterious creature was quietly lurking.

Under a big tree, Furong was struggling with a tuft of unruly hair.

The tuft of golden hair standing atop Charles's head seemed to possess its own will, nimbly dodging whenever Fleur's fingertips were about to touch it.

Furong held her breath, bit her lower lip, and slowly brought her hands together in front of her.

"Snapped!"

She quickly clasped her hands together, but the tuft of hair quickly clung to her head, escaping unscathed once more.

Charles seemed oblivious to the battle overhead, still crouching on the ground, his wand unconsciously drawing circles in the dirt.

She came to the Veela's Secret Realm in the Veela Mountains to help the old man pay off his debts. Although she was prepared to become a girl, the changes that occurred after she entered the realm have kept her in this state since this morning.

"How long are you going to keep agonizing over this?" Furong finally gave up on that tuft of hair and placed her hands on his shoulders. "It's been a whole day since this morning."

Charles sighed and said, "You wouldn't understand."

Furong couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I didn't expect you to be so competitive about something like this."

"What if we can never change back?" Charles's voice was muffled. "Like this?"

"What does it have to do with anything?" Furong shrugged. "Aside from a softer facial structure, there's no noticeable change. If you didn't say anything, no one would know you're a girl."

These words made Charles even more frustrated.

If he takes a photo of himself shirtless now, it won't be blocked on Weibo even 20 years from now.

If it weren't for the missing parts, he would have thought that nothing had changed at all.

Charles sighed, stood up, and said, "Let's go and see what kind of dangerous place lies ahead."

Furong shook her head and said, "Wait a little longer. The fog isn't thick enough yet."

"This forest is only for changing genders now. The real secret realm will only open when the moon reaches its highest point."

Charles looked up at the sky; the full moon was slowly rising, and it seemed it would take some more time.

“That mist is alive,” Hibiscus reminded again, her voice becoming serious involuntarily. “It can transform into all sorts of terrifying beings. Last time, I almost couldn’t get out.”

Charles nodded solemnly. He still remembered the terrible injuries Fleur had sustained here last time. Those were wounds that ordinary magic could not have caused.

Half an hour later, the surrounding fog grew thicker and thicker, and the fluorescent light became brighter and brighter, eventually becoming like a second moon, almost blinding people.

“Where should we go?” Charles asked, his hand already gripping his wand.

“We can only rely on our intuition.” Fleur took a deep breath and drew her wand. “Following the direction the fog is flowing, it will guide us to our destination or lead us into a trap.”

The two exchanged a glance and stepped into the thick fog at the same time.

Upon entering the dense fog area, the surrounding air immediately changed.

The once tranquil forest was suddenly filled with whispers, as if countless lives were whispering among themselves in the mist.

With visibility less than ten meters, Charles had to keep up with Fleur's pace.

"Did you hear that?" Furong suddenly stopped and looked around warily.

Charles listened intently and heard a faint rustling sound in the fog, like countless tiny feet running on fallen leaves.

The sounds grew closer and more frequent.

Suddenly, the first unidentified creature broke through the thick fog.

It is the size of a house cat and resembles a beetle, but it moves incredibly fast, and the sharp teeth in its mouthparts gleam coldly.

Then came the second, the third... In the blink of an eye, dozens of such creatures surged toward them from all directions.

After seeing their appearance clearly, Charles said, "They are springtails; they should be afraid of fire!"

Hibiscus had already waved her wand: "Blazing Flames!"

A flame shot out from the tip of the wand, forming a wall of fire.

The leading springtails were instantly ignited, emitting a sharp hiss, but more springtails surged forward one after another.

"How did you know?" Hibiscus cast a wall of fire around the two of them. "I only found out after trying it a few times last time I came."

Charles offered no explanation, but fiery phoenixes flew from the tip of his wand, bursting through the wall of fire and burning the leaping insects that kept emerging from the mist.

"There are too many of them!" Hibiscus shouted, continuing to maintain the wall of fire. "More than last time!"

“This can’t go on,” she said breathlessly after a moment. “Our magic won’t last much longer.”

Charles said, "Then I'll use the air fryer spell."

Furong's eyes lit up, and she said, "Great idea!"

The two worked in perfect harmony; Fleur maintained the wall of fire while Charles cast spells.

Soon, a swirling, scorching tornado enveloped them, then expanded outwards, pulling any jumping insects that got close in and turning them to ashes.

By the time the last springtail was eliminated, Hibiscus was already panting heavily.

"Tonight's first attack has been so difficult." Hibiscus wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling immense psychological pressure; her magic power was already nearly half depleted.

Just as Charles was about to answer, the ahoge on his head suddenly pointed to one side, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Watch out!" She shoved Fleur aside abruptly, and a dark shadow shot out from the mist, passing between them.

As a line of enemies emerged from the mist, Hibiscus gasped in shock.

This was a creature she had never seen before—it resembled a snake, with its front half standing as tall as a person. Its protruding head was enormous, covered in a hard carapace, and it had a pair of claws. At this moment, it was slowly opening its mouth, revealing a gleaming, cold tongue.

“A Hydralisk?!” Charles’s voice carried a hint of helplessness. “It can unleash a hard barb in an instant, enough to pierce through an Ironclad Charm!”

Furong was surprised that she recognized this monster and even knew its attack methods. She asked, "What should we do?"

Charles yelled, "Get down!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Furong lay down on the ground and heard a whooshing sound from above as a dozen or so tongue-like thorns covered a large area around her.

Charles leaped high to dodge the attack, simultaneously casting a Confusion Spell on the incoming tongues, causing a red mark to appear above the heads of all the Hydralisks.

Then came a rainbow, leaping back and forth among the hydralisks.

As Charles landed slowly, all the hydralisks vanished without a trace.

Furong got up from the ground and looked at her in shock, but she didn't have time to discuss the questions she wanted to ask, because there was a new commotion in the fog.

Where Charles's tuft of hair pointed, a tall human figure slowly appeared, its hands shimmering with blue light.

“This time it’s the Lightning Soldier,” Charles said, almost in a whisper. “Be careful, it should be able to directly attack a person’s mind and drive them insane.”

Furong nodded nervously.

Charles continued, "If I ever met the person who created this secret place, I'd give them a good beating."

She said this through gritted teeth.

Furong said softly, "This place was left behind by the Great Granny five hundred years ago."

Charles looked around and saw only the shadow of a lightning soldier. He said, "I'm testing a spell. Don't interfere later."

Furong quickly said, "Be careful."

She had a vague feeling that Charles might have some kind of relationship with her first mother-in-law, otherwise he wouldn't have known so clearly on his first visit.

Charles pointed his wand at himself and uttered the spell: "Power Overwhelming."

In order to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, Furong had some knowledge of British curses, but she had never heard of this or any similar curse.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Charles put away his wand and rush forward, punching the enemy.

The Lightning Soldiers launched a counterattack without dodging or avoiding, hitting their target, but it had no effect on Charles.

Charles thought to himself, "Just as I thought," and silently retreated to Fleur's side, saying to her, "Now it's up to you. This is the challenge for you Veela."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pointed her wand at Fleur and loudly chanted the spell: "the gathering."

Hibiscus raised her hands in disbelief, feeling a continuous flow of magic power emanating from them.

"What...what's going on?" She felt like she could pin Charles down and beat him up.

Charles said calmly, "I understand what your mother-in-law means. While opening a door for you, she also leaves a window open for some people."

"Try this."

"radio free"

"black sheep wall"

A burst of powerful music filled the air.

The mist and forest vanished, and beneath the sky and upon the earth, a silent surge of steel revealed itself.

The siege tanks' cannons locked onto their targets, the CMC armor of countless marines reflected the cold moonlight, the massive shadows of warships whose shapes were indistinct in the air slowly swept by, and the low hum of their engines struck straight to the heart.

Another torrent writhed on the horizon, with Thunder Beasts swaying their massive limbs like living siege towers, Hydralisks raising their scythe-like forelimbs, and Zerglings covering the rocks and ravines like a tide. Above them, the sky was filled with alien dragons and hive lords that blotted out the moon.

The next moment, a dazzling burst of energy tore through the darkness, the golden fleet hovered above all living beings, the carrier group released swarms of interceptors, forming a death nebula, the storm warships and the immortal phalanx simultaneously lit up their weapons, the hum of psionic blades and the charging sound of the purifier beams became the final weight that crushed the silence.

Hibiscus: "I'll fight them?"

Charles scratched his head, feeling that the creator of the secret realm had gone a bit too far. He turned to Fleur and said, "If you want a quick solution, you can try this spell: 'There is no cow level.'"

Without hesitation, Furong immediately used it, not believing she could handle the enemy in front of her.

There is no cow level.

As Furong recited the incantation as if reading from a script, a flash of light appeared, and the terrifying army around them vanished without a trace, after which the thick fog returned to the surroundings.

"What's going on?" she asked Charles. "How do you know all this?"

Charles smiled and said, "This is... an ancient legend, very ancient."

"I suspect there is a tremendous treasure here, and only a powerful Veela can protect it from being stolen by ambitious individuals."

Based on the strength of the enemies she had just encountered, she judged that even the old man would not have an easy time facing such a large army.

"Hmm?" Fleur saw Charles's ahoge (cowlick) turn to the left, so she grabbed her shoulder and turned her body around.

As Furong had expected, the ahoge kept pointing in one direction.

(End of this chapter)