Regulus of Hogwarts: Lord of the Stars

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When Freya saw Regulus deal with the masked man, her doubts vanished.

She was, of course, always keeping an eye on Regulus.

After all, she brought him from England, and she took on the mission; she couldn't let something happen to him on his very first day here.

So she could clearly see that the gray-green spell disappeared for a fleeting moment before hitting its target, then reappeared on the opponent's chest just a short distance away.

The spell itself was already incredibly powerful, but what was even more unusual was the way it was cast.

A combination of spatial magic and offensive magic.

Wizards who can achieve this level of skill, regardless of their age, deserve serious attention.

Freya looked into Regulus's eyes and saw a glimmer of expectation in them.

She nodded, said nothing more, put away her wand, and the map vanished.

After finishing their meal, the two got up and started walking back.

The moonlight made the stone path appear white, and Regulus stopped in front of the small house by the sea.

"Goodnight, Freya," he said.

"Goodnight, Regulus," she said.

Freya watched him push open the door and go in, then turned and left.

Regulus closed the door and leaned against it for a while.

After all this build-up, is it finally here?

He wasn't sure what the relationship was between the Whispers of the Abyss and the Eisenhardt family—was it a genuine conflict or just a facade?

It's also unclear what role Whispers of the Abyss played in this event—whether it was a trial arranged for it, a participant in the plan, or simply someone who happened to be drawn in.

Either way is fine.

He wondered what would happen tomorrow.

What's in that stronghold? What kind of magic do those people use? What can he get from it?

Will Constellation Five be fully illuminated in the upcoming confrontation? Or is there still another stage to come?

These questions swirled in his mind, eventually settling into one thought: he'd find out tomorrow.

The next day, the weather was sunny.

The sea was calm and still, and the sunlight bathed everything in a warm hue.

Because he was heading to the Whisperers of the Abyss stronghold, where there might be battles, Regulus bought some gear in Reef Town.

The town wasn't big, and there were only a few shops selling magical items. Freya accompanied him to look at each shop, and finally they found something suitable in a shop that specialized in protective gear.

The black, close-fitting lining is made of leather from some kind of marine creature, soft yet tough, and can withstand a certain degree of cutting and impact.

Wear a dark gray short jacket over it; the material is specially treated dragon skin, which is waterproof, windproof, and lightweight.

The pants are a matching set, also dark gray, tapered at the ankle for easy movement.

The boots are high-topped with anti-slip runes on the soles, allowing them to stay firmly on slippery rocks.

Regulus changed into this outfit and looked at himself in the mirror.

The person in the mirror had a tall and straight figure, with the lines of his shoulders and back outlined by the dragon skin coat. Although he still looked thin, he already had the outline of a young man.

He turned to look at Freya, who had also changed her clothes today.

Almost identical to the outfit Regulus was wearing: a black inner lining, a dark gray dragon skin coat, matching trousers, and high-top boots.

However, her cut is more fitted to the female figure, with a more defined waistline, making her appear even taller.

She stood there, her platinum blonde braids hanging down her back, exuding a heroic and capable aura.

Regulus looked at her, then looked down at himself.

It looks like we're wearing the same style.

The two walked out of the shop and headed towards the town's exit.

The sun was shining brightly, and many residents of the town were out and about.

The shopkeeper, who sells groceries, was sunbathing at her door when she saw them pass by. Her gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment.

There was admiration, curiosity, and something else in his eyes, perhaps disdain.

Several young employees walked over from the opposite side. When they saw Freya, they subconsciously slowed down. When they saw Regulus next to her, they had a look on their faces as if they were wondering, "Who the hell is this?"

They disliked it even more.

Regulus didn't pay any attention.

In a place like Rocky Town, wizards are generally older and there aren't many young people, so the two of them walking together are bound to attract attention.

Leave the town and descend along the path along the edge of the cliff.

The rocks stood tall, and the sound of the waves crashing grew louder and louder.

Regulus thought the way to go out to sea would be by flying broomstick, and it would only take a little over an hour to fly 120 nautical miles.

Or Apparate to the vicinity and then fly for a while.

But Freya led him to the beach below the cliff, where there was a small natural harbor surrounded by reefs. The seawater was so clear that you could see sea urchins eating starfish on the seabed.

Freya took a glass bottle out of her pocket.

The bottle is about the size of a palm, and its surface is covered with densely packed runes that gleam with a faint blue light in the sunlight.

The bottle contains a small boat, exquisitely crafted, with the mast, sails, and details on the deck clearly visible.

Regulus raised an eyebrow slightly, a strong sense of déjà vu.

Freya placed the bottle on a flat rock and tapped it lightly with her wand.

The bottle shimmered, then collapsed like sand, falling in a soft rustling sound and being scattered by the sea breeze.

The small boat is still suspended in the original position of the bottle, maintaining its miniature form.

Freya flicked her wand, and the small boat flew out, drawing an arc in the air before landing on the sea dozens of meters away.

The moment it hit the water, the boat began to inflate.

It expanded rapidly, ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, finally stopping at the size of a real warship.

The wooden hull, the dark wood gleaming with an oily sheen in the sunlight.

The bow is slightly upturned and carved with a pattern of some kind of marine creature, like a sea serpent or a dragon, with a coiled body and open fangs.

Three masts stood tall, the sails unfurled automatically, and the Eisenhardt family crest was embroidered on the white canvas.

The ship remained steadily on the sea, rising and falling gently with the waves.

Regulus was about to ask, "How do you get up there if you throw it so far?"

Freya turned her head and glanced at him, a hint of mockery, or something similar, flashing in her eyes.

Then she simply vanished, Apparating.

The next instant, she appeared on the deck of the ship, standing at the railing, facing this direction.

Regulus stood there, somewhat speechless.

He had sensed the anti-Apparition spell in Rocky Town long ago, as Freya had also mentioned.

The coverage area includes the entire town, as well as a considerable portion of the nearshore waters.

Freya's ability to Apparate directly suggests that she possesses some kind of authority or identity recognition, similar to that of the headmaster at Hogwarts, but not quite as exaggerated.

The question is, what did that look she gave him mean?

Showing off?

Regulus stood on the reef, looking at the small figure on the ship in the distance.

She stood there, facing him, and even from this distance, he could feel her watching him.

What can he do then?

He wanted to try the Anti-Apparition Charm.

Regulus closed his eyes, fully activating his spatial perception.

The surrounding spatial structure unfolded in his consciousness: reefs, seawater, air, and that invisible spatial barrier, the blockade formed by the Anti-Apparition Charm.

The barrier, like a wall, covers the entire area.

However, the wall is not completely sealed. Freya tore through space when she Apparated, leaving a trace.

Although the space itself can heal itself and smooth out the crack, only a few seconds have passed since she teleported there, and the trace is still there.

Regulus caught the mark—its location, direction, and the extent of the tear.

A skilled wizard who is proficient in apparition can indeed find the wizard who has just apparated by tracing such traces.

Back in Hogsmeade, Moody was able to appear right after the Dark Wizard who Apparated, thanks to this.

But now that the Anti-Apparition Charm is in the way, Regulus needs to do more.

He took a deep breath, and magic surged within him.

The Space Warp Spell isn't for warping himself; he can't do that yet. He only needs to warp out a passage.

At the torn spatial rift, he used the principle of spatial warp to probe along the crack and tear open an even larger opening.

The Anti-Apparition Charm reacted immediately, and the invisible wall began to close towards the crack, attempting to repair it.

Regulus tapped his wand repeatedly, simultaneously driving five spatial anchors into the rift.

The anchor point is instantly fixed, supporting the crack and preventing it from closing.

The spell takes effect, and the anchor point is stabilized.

Regulus sensed that the passage leading to the ship had been opened.

He activated Apparition.

The body squeezes into that narrow crack, is compressed and squeezed, and then breaks free from the other end.

With his feet firmly planted on the ground, he stood beside Freya.

The deck swayed slightly, and the sea breeze made the sails flutter.

Freya turned her head to look at him, her mouth slightly open and her eyes blinking twice.

That expression was less one of surprise and more one of disbelief.

She turned to look in the direction of Rocky Town, raised her wand, and whispered a rapid incantation. A faint light appeared at the tip of the wand, then went out.

The Anti-Apparition Charm is still active.

She turned her head again and stared at Regulus.

This time, his eyes held a genuine question: How did you get here?

Regulus stood there and let her see.

He thought for a moment and replied with the same emoji as the one she had used when she looked at him from the rocks, a mix of teasing and smugness.

Freya's expression froze for a moment when she saw his expression.

Then she quietly looked away.

She frowned for a moment, then relaxed, pursed her lips, and tried to make her face look cold and stern again, deliberately avoiding looking at him.

Regulus laughed beside him.

Freya heard the laughter and her ears twitched, but she didn't turn around.