The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"...No one has ever dared to mock me like you!"

In an instant, all the silver shields that made up the "turtle shell" shattered.

He was surrounded by a hurricane, and his wide black robes fluttered in the wind like flags.

He spread his arms and roared.

boom!

An endless sea of ​​fire descended.

Everywhere you looked, there was dark red, fierce fire.

The raging flames filled the entire space and continued to spread into the distance.

As the fire raged, the station began to collapse.

Fiendfyre undoubtedly destroyed Scott's hidden rune circuits, and all traces of him vanished.

"where is it?"

Voldemort traversed the incredibly dangerous Fiendfire, searching for Scott's trail.

"come out!"

"Get out here!"

At that moment, Scott and Harry were crouching together in the alternate dimension, watching what was happening outside.

Harry turned to him and asked, "Fire...can't be extinguished?"

Scott nodded. "Unless a massive 'All Curses End' is cast, but that method of extinguishing the Fiendfire is also very slow."

"What do we do now?" Harry scratched his head. "If we go out, we'll just fall into the Fiendfyre and be burned to ashes."

"Let's wait a bit."

Scott wasn't in a hurry.

"It's good to make Voldemort expend more energy."

"Oh right, I haven't asked what happened yet!"

Harry stared at him.

After calm reflection, he seemed to become more perceptive.

"You must know something about this strange dream!"

Scott did not deny it.

"I had someone help provide such a stage."

He naturally steered the conversation toward Voldemort.

"I originally wanted to get rid of Voldemort completely, but I didn't expect that his true form would be so determined to sacrifice himself and place all his hopes on the soul fragments within you."

Harry was indeed led astray by the topic.

"I still just can't understand it!"

He said with a disgusted expression.

"How could anyone want to possess someone else's body? It's simply unimaginable!"

"Of course you can't understand."

Scott patted him on the shoulder.

"You are still young, while Voldemort is old. In addition, his situation is also precarious. Only by possessing your body can he be reborn."

“Oh, I really hope he burns himself to death,” Harry said, glaring fiercely.

Scott laughed, "With his skill level, he shouldn't have done something so half-baked..."

Just then, he heard Merlin's voice.

"Ha, you seem to be playing passively, Scott."

"..."

That guy was indeed just watching the show the whole time.

Despite his inner turmoil, he quickly offered a plausible excuse: "I'm just waiting for the right moment to retaliate."

"What? Who are you talking to?" Harry looked at Scott in surprise.

But Scott didn't have time to deal with him for the time being.

“That’s not a reason, Scott.”

Merlin's voice was incredibly kind, but the words he spoke were irritating.

“If you continue to play passively like this, as the referee, I will have no choice but to declare the match over.”

"Wait!" Scott called out quickly.

If we end it now, wouldn't that just be handing the mess over to Harry?

The fragment of Voldemort's soul within him has now grown stronger, and it might soon be able to take over.

Sure enough, there's no way to slack off.

"Referee, please give me five minutes for halftime."

"no problem."

Merlin's voice sounded very cheerful.

"Please remember, it's five minutes."

While talking to Merlin, Scott kept a close eye on Voldemort, who was wreaking havoc everywhere.

Just then, the entire scene outside suddenly underwent a tremendous and dramatic change.

Like a map in a video game, Voldemort finally encountered an "invisible wall" after destroying the entire platform.

When he touched the edge of the map, the entire scene instantly collapsed, and the world turned into a completely empty white void.

Only endless flames covered the earth, still burning fiercely.

The sudden turn of events startled Voldemort for a moment.

Scott seized the moment and escaped the alternate dimension on his own.

He cast the Ironclad Charm in advance, and a spherical magical barrier enveloped his body, temporarily isolating him from the Fiendfire's corrosive influence.

Of course, for Fiendfire, the magic barrier is also flammable, and the isolation is only momentary.

But this moment is enough.

Scott Apparated directly into the air, transforming into a peregrine falcon.

He flapped his wings and flew away, dodging Voldemort's spell attack.

The next moment, under Voldemort's command of his wand, countless small fire dragons with flame bodies flew out of Fiendfyre and chased after Scott.

Instead of continuing his rapid flight in peregrine falcon form, Scott transformed back into human form and floated in the air.

By this time, he had flown high enough that it would take Voldemort's spell and those little fire dragons several seconds to reach him.

Those few seconds were enough for him to do something.

"Clear water like a spring!"

As Scott chanted the incantation, what gushed forth from his wand was not a spring of water, but a giant wave like a tsunami.

The endless flow of water resembles a magnificent waterfall, cascading down from the sky.

Scott concealed himself in the water.

Although water cannot extinguish the raging fire, it can at least hold it off for a moment.

Just as the boundless Fiery Inferno was struggling to evaporate the waterfall, Scott, hidden in the water, waved his wand.

The next moment, all the water instantly turned into hard ice.

Inside the ice, Scott reserved a small space for himself and waved his wand once more.

The mountain-like ice transformed into a blue giant.

This is a creation of Scott, modeled after Ymir, using transfiguration and ancient runes.

The giant's body was extremely hard; even Voldemort's Killing Curse could not easily penetrate the ice to harm Scott.

"Roar!"

The giant roared and spewed out an extremely cold stream of air.

The cold air cleared a path, greatly enhancing the temporary suppression of the fierce fire.

Scott once again drew the magic rune circuit out of thin air.

This time, he didn't leave the magic rune circuits on the easily destroyed ground, but instead deployed them directly in the air.

Dozens of Scotts appeared simultaneously once again, floating in the air.

Meanwhile, Scott, hidden inside the ice giant, silently infiltrated the ranks of dozens of Scotts.

"The same trick doesn't work on me!"

Voldemort below shouted loudly.

The tips of Scott's wands shone with golden light once more.

"This time, will you hide or not?"

Dozens of Scotts asked at the same time, laughing.

Dozens of golden rays fell from the sky like a meteor shower.

This time, the dozens of attacks were not launched simultaneously, but rather at slight intervals.

These tiny time intervals also mean that attacks do not arrive simultaneously.

Voldemort had no choice but to once again reveal his "turtle shell".

When the silver shield was pierced by the golden light, Voldemort inside the "turtle shell" immediately looked in the direction from which the attack had come.