Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 524 shows you a glimpse of the ultimate magic.

Watching Salazar upstairs, who was single-handedly taking on a hundred men and seemed poised to wipe out the entire elite of the Ministry of Magic, Helga sighed. She never dreamed that the so-called elites of the Ministry of Magic would be so weak, completely powerless against Salazar, who was not even fully in his prime and hadn't even gotten serious yet.

Finally, amidst Kingsley's furious roar, the remaining Aurors and strikers of the Ministry of Magic launched a counterattack, with spells echoing across the castle's top floor.

However, with the advantage of terrain and the help of various traps and potions, Rice successfully routed the Ministry of Magic.

He easily dodged or blocked the spells of the Ministry of Magic's Aurors and strikers, and every spell he fired from the tip of his wand caused casualties within the Ministry of Magic.

It wasn't until the members of the Order of the Phoenix joined that the scales of victory were barely balanced.

But Helga understood that Salazar was still playing with these "little guys," because Salazar even winked at her when he saw her! Most of the wizards lying on the ground did not have fatal wounds.

Clearly, Salazar hasn't gotten serious yet.

"Enough!" With Dumbledore's loud shout, both sides stopped fighting in unison.

"Minerva, Kingsley, you take the wounded and evacuate this place first. Leave the rest to me."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Dumbledore with concern. In their recent exchange, she could clearly sense Salazar's power.

He possesses overwhelming power, and his understanding of magic is on a completely different level from others—a simple everyday spell can unleash astonishing power in his hands.

Professor McGonagall was certain that she wouldn't last even a minute in a one-on-one situation.

But she chose to believe in Dumbledore, who was omnipotent!

After Dumbledore spoke, Helga and the others picked up the fallen wizards and evacuated the castle.

"You are much weaker than I thought," Rice said with a hint of sadness. "It's time to put an end to this, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore sighed and took his wand from his pocket.

"The Elder Wand?"

"Yes."

"Not as good as mine."

Dumbledore didn't respond to Salazar's words.

"How many Horcruxes does Voldemort actually have?" Rice asked curiously, wanting to exchange information with Dumbledore.

"It's still unclear. Perhaps Professor Slughorn, the former Potions teacher at Hogwarts, knows the answer to the riddle."

Slughorn, Rice remembered that name.

"Dumbledore, I admire your dedication to protecting Hogwarts and the contributions you have made. Of course, I have some objections to your management style, but that does not negate your merits, so I have decided to give you the highest level of treatment." After discussing Voldemort, Rice got to the main topic of the day: he was going to have a showdown with Dumbledore.

"It would be an honor." Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged; he too wanted to see what kind of magic the legendary wizard Salazar Slytherin could unleash.

"Come on, feel the ultimate magic!" Rice's entire body was filled with agitated magic, and a layer of tiny water droplets condensed on the wand in his hand.

Dumbledore secretly prepared himself, ready to face the attack from his elder.

At this moment, the people standing outside the castle noticed that the sky had suddenly turned dark.

"Will there be a storm? Should we prepare in advance?" Professor McGonagall looked at the gloomy sky and, considering that this was an isolated island in the North Sea, wasn't it normal to encounter a storm?

Helga's expression was complicated. She slowly shook her head, indicating that no preparation was needed.

"It will pass quickly," Helga said.

Although the crowd didn't quite understand why, the storm wasn't a big deal for the wizards present. They figured they could deal with it once the rain actually started.

At this moment, Rice had mustered all his strength, and Dumbledore, as if sensing something, began to wave his wand, flames erupting from the tip of his wand and forming a sea of ​​fire around him.

The fire was spreading at an alarming rate, as if it would engulf the entire top floor of the castle at any moment.

At the same time, Rice completed his spell. The entire sky darkened, and not a ray of sunlight could be seen. A column of water rose from the sea and disappeared into the dark clouds in the sky, just like a giant serpent that stretched from heaven to earth.

The two of them recited their incantations together—

"Vulcan clears the way!"

"Jormungandr!"

A sea of ​​fire surged forth, hurtling towards Rice, while a giant serpent formed from the seawater descended from the sky. The two collided, and in the next instant, massive amounts of steam rose from the castle's rooftop, making Azkaban appear as if it had fallen into a sea of ​​clouds.

The wizards watching were stunned: Is this really magic that humans can perform?

Regardless of the sea of ​​fire, that water dragon alone could destroy half the city, right?

As the steam rose, rain began to fall from the sky.

The rain intensified, and the wizards were horrified to discover that the rainwater seemed to have merged into the water snake's body, giving it a powerful boost, while the sea of ​​fire gradually showed signs of weakening.

"Dumbledore seems to be at a disadvantage!" someone cried out in alarm.

"Don't panic!" Professor McGonagall shouted sternly, as ancient memories from decades ago began to flood her mind. She drew her wand and looked at the people on the island.

"Let's all join forces and lend Dumbledore a hand!"

"good!"

Minerva McGonagall successfully boosted morale, and everyone, including Helga, pulled out their wands and pointed them at the sky.

"All curses have ended!"

The crowd chanted the incantation in unison, and dozens of beams of light shot into the sky, forming a golden net that enveloped the awe-inspiring giant serpent.

Everyone mustered their strength, hoping to help Dumbledore suppress this terrible curse.

Under the control of the Wan Zhou Jie Zhong, the giant serpent's movements were brought under control, and it seemed that it would be destroyed by everyone working together in a while. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The giant serpent twisted its body, and another huge column of water rose from the sea. This time, the column was much thinner than the previous one, just like the serpent's tail.

The tail lashed out with a deafening roar, shattering the snake's body and the golden net into pieces. It then crashed heavily onto Azkaban Castle, instantly splitting the castle in two. Fragments of fire and water sprayed everywhere, and the wands in everyone's hands exploded into piles of broken wood.

It seemed like a scene of mutual destruction, but a few seconds later, the giant snake's tail slowly rose again, and a large number of water droplets flew towards it. Before long, the tail transformed into a new snake body.

A sense of despair arose in the hearts of the wizards present: Is this monster truly something that human beings can rival?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Second update! Goodnight everyone.

I'll go write an extra chapter for the big boss.

(End of this chapter)