The King of Flags at Hogwarts

“It’s holiday time now, Fudge, there are no students at the school,” Dumbledore said, sitting back down. “I’m just curious how you managed to sneak into Hogwarts.”

"...You know, all of our Aurors graduated from Hogwarts, so it's quite normal for some of them to know the entrances to one or two secret passages..."

Dumbledore nodded. "It seems Hogwarts still has a long way to go before becoming the safest place. Hurry up and search, then you can leave. I won't be keeping you for dinner today."

Fudge felt like he'd been granted a pardon and turned to leave; the old man's angry outburst had been a bit terrifying!

Dumbledore's voice came from behind again: "And one more thing," Fudge shuddered in fright, and he quickly stopped and turned around, only to hear Dumbledore say, "Tell your men to be careful. There are many antiques in the castle, and you'll have to pay for them if they're damaged... I heard that your Ministry of Magic is also short of funds."

Fudge felt a chill run down his spine. If Dumbledore hadn't brought up the matter of funding, he would have almost forgotten that the little girl who actually controlled the economic lifeline of the British wizarding world was a student of the White Devil in front of him...

As soon as someone reported it, he rushed over in a panic. After all, this was a good opportunity to damage Dumbledore's reputation, even if it was just to find Grindelwald's trace at Hogwarts!

But comparatively speaking, the ministry's funding sources are clearly more important! A miscalculation, a complete miscalculation!

Chapter 74 The Safest Place (Part 2)

Hadrian's Wall was built to defend against the Picts and is a truly strategic structure.

This means that war has taken place here, and people have died. Countless English and Scottish people lost their lives here.

August arrived, and a heatwave swept across Britain. Because it was so hot, Bobby lost all interest in going out after dinner.

She, Hermione, and Harry snuggled up on the sofa in the living room watching a video.

The house was equipped with central air conditioning, and Bobby used magic he learned from Olympus to enhance the cooling effect. Now, the Evans mansion was cool and comfortable, completely different from the scorching world outside.

Enjoying the cool breeze, watching a movie, and sipping chilled milk with honey and freshly squeezed grape juice, Bobby said she felt like she had turned back into that 21st-century otaku.

The three teenagers were all very familiar with Muggle life, so they naturally didn't make a fuss about the movie. In this harmonious atmosphere, Bobby really wanted to say: Ron went on a trip to Egypt with his family, that's so great!

It's not that they have a problem with Ron, but if Ron were here right now, the three of them would definitely not be able to watch a movie properly.

The red-haired boy will transform into a walking encyclopedia of questions, driving them crazy.

“Bobby, is there any noise outside?” Hermione suddenly asked.

Actually, Bobby had heard it just now; the sound seemed to be coming from the section of Hadrian's Wall closest to their house.

It was a heavy, drum-like sound.

At first, Bobby didn't pay attention, but the sound grew louder and closer, and even Hermione could hear it, which made Bobby realize that something seemed wrong.

Snape rushed down from upstairs. "Bobby! Fly north and see what's coming!"

"Yes, Papa Snape!"

Bobby immediately got up and opened the door.

A wave of heat hit me, mixed with the scent of cattle, sheep, and grass.

It was already dark, and the stable should have been quiet by now, but she heard the horses neighing anxiously.

She took off rapidly, flying north as Snape had indicated.

A strong wind blew across her face, taking away the heat, but it was definitely not cold.

Suddenly, Bobby felt a chill run down her spine and shivered. The sight she saw was terrifying.

Bobby wasn't scared; it was just a normal human stress response.

Below, she saw a dense army of skeletons rushing toward Evans Ranch.

At a cursory glance, the number appears to be around fifty or sixty thousand.

Most of the skeletons were unarmored, and the few that were armored did not have a uniform style; they wore armor from various periods, making it look like a moving military museum.

Many skeletons were still riding on the backs of skeletal horses. This elite cavalry was much faster and would probably arrive at her ranch in another five minutes.

Poppy Phantom teleported back to the mansion, and as soon as she appeared, she shouted:

"Dad! Snape, Dad! A huge number of undead skeleton soldiers are charging towards us from the north!"

Snape frowned and asked, "How many?"

"About fifty or sixty thousand."

Snape found this somewhat troublesome. If this were Hogwarts, Hogwarts wouldn't be afraid of even ten times the number of skeletons, let alone fifty or sixty thousand.

But there was no protection here, just flat ground.

Servi was just an ordinary person, and he immediately lost his composure.

"What, what should we do?!"

Snape pondered for a moment and said, "Bobby, go back to Hogwarts and inform Dumbledore. I'll go and hold off the undead!"

Bobby shook his head. "Daddy Snape, there's no need for that. These grunts can't do anything to us."

She reassured Servi, "Dad, don't worry. Find someone to look after the livestock and make sure they're not startled. I'll be right back."

She then instructed the two bewildered children beside the sofa, "Harry, Hermione, you two go with Papa Snape and deal with the remaining skeletons. Make sure the ranch workers don't see them!"

After saying that, she disappeared from the spot.

The people in the mansion immediately sprang into action.

"Sam! Sam!"

"Boss! I'm here, what's up?"

"I just got a call saying there might be an earthquake here. Tell everyone to keep an eye on the cattle and sheep, make sure nothing happens to them!"

"Okay, boss!" Sam turned and left, muttering to himself, "This earthquake doesn't look small; I could hear the thumping."

A large bat, accompanied by two little followers, hurriedly ran north towards the pasture.

Now let's talk about Bobby.

The army of skeletons surged toward the ranch like a tidal wave.

The leading cavalry, numbering several thousand, had already reached a point less than two kilometers away.

Bobby lowered his altitude, took a deep breath, and unleashed a powerful dragon breath.

This raging fire carved a dark ravine across the grassland, and hundreds of cavalrymen were reduced to ashes.

But the skeleton soldiers were oblivious; their mouths opened and closed as if cursing or shouting, and then countless spears and sabers were hurled at Bobby.

Bobby deftly dodged the crudely made melee weapons, circled in the air, and threw down two weapons, one flame in one hand and lightning in the other.

A massive fireball exploded amidst the cavalry, and lightning bolts bounced off them, creating a truly spectacular scene. A single fireball or a single bolt of lightning wouldn't be considered "spectacular," but when the massive fireball and lightning struck in succession, it was a truly earth-shattering spectacle. Poppy unleashed a devastating attack on this area.

The surviving cavalrymen continued their charge, but suddenly a high stone wall rose from the ground, and the unstoppable cavalrymen crashed into it, shattering into pieces. Indeed, the skeletons, dating back to the first century AD, likely possessed bone strength that Bobby estimated was not much better than that of Nicolas Flamel.

The stone wall hindered the cavalry's charge, and the last part of the cavalry stopped in front of the stone wall, forming a line.

But this gave Bobby the opportunity to wipe them all out. She took another deep breath, and dragon flames spewed from east to west, annihilating the entire cavalry unit.

Bobby opened his mouth, exhaled, and a wisp of blue smoke drifted out.

Those two mouthfuls of dragon flame were indeed exhilarating, but they strained her throat. Now her mouth was dry, and she even felt a burning sensation in her throat.

Snape and the two children stopped a kilometer away.

Harry and Hermione stared in disbelief at the scene before them, a spectacle that resembled a cataclysmic disaster. Flames raged, lightning raged, and long dragon breaths streaked across the sky, as if a real dragon had descended upon the land.

"Harry, was that Bobby's magic?"

"Probably so..."

"Those are all kinds of magic I've never heard of before. Did Bobby create them herself?"

“No,” Harry said, getting excited. “That’s ancient Olympian magic, which we learned last year on Mount Olympus.”

"You learned it too?"

At this point, even Snape couldn't help but turn around.

Harry nodded. "I've learned a move too." Just then, a skeleton that had been blown away during Bobby's first bombardment got up and staggered towards them. Harry Potter excitedly conjured silver lightning in his hand and shouted, "Look, this is it!"

He pushed forward with all his might with his right hand, and a bolt of lightning as thick as three fingers shot towards the skeleton. It struck instantly, and the skeleton was seen to tilt backward slightly, leaving a scorch mark on its originally yellowish-white ribs.

But that's about all the damage did; compared to Poppy's grand spectacle, it didn't even seem like the same magic.

Hermione blinked, unsure what to say, but Snape scoffed, "You're barely half-baked, yet you dare to boast? Your frivolity is exactly like your father's!"

As he spoke, Snape flicked his wand, and the blade flashed through the air, deftly cleaving the skeleton in two.

With another tap of the wand, the bones that had fallen to the ground burst into flames.

Poppy cleared out the cavalry and continued flying north, soon colliding with a large group of skeleton infantry.

While the lightning and flames cleared the area quickly, she realized that continuing in this manner would create too much of a commotion.

Her few moves just now turned half the sky red.

Poppy glanced behind her; Snape and the others were already out of sight. She chuckled and pulled out her long-unused Animagus transformation—Taotie.

A gigantic beast, over four meters tall and more than ten meters long, appeared on this grassland.

A mere tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers—what waves could they possibly make in the face of the ancient ferocious beast Taotie?

The scene was so brutal that I'll omit 20,000 words here.

Everyone was busy with their own things, unaware that at that moment, in a telephone booth in London, a man in a trench coat was frantically dialing a phone.

If someone were to enter the phone booth at this moment, they would discover that the person making the call is not human at all, but a fairy.

"Answer the phone! Answer the phone!" the fairy cried anxiously. Just then, another fairy phantom teleported into the phone booth.

"The latches are fine; the intruder has escaped."

……

As midnight approached, the group, exhausted from tidying up, returned to the mansion.

You ask what happened to those skeletons? What else could they be done with? Burned and buried, of course. Two and seven kilometers north of Evans Ranch, a large patch of strangely shaped scorched earth appeared on the prairie, almost becoming another major piece of evidence for the existence of extraterrestrial life, following crop circles. Not to mention its future contribution to North Yorkshire's tourism industry.

Bobby was getting ready for bed when she suddenly felt the unique magical power of the Fairy Phantom Teleportation. She turned to look at the bedroom door, and the next moment, a knock sounded.

"Who?"

"Your Majesty, it is I, Qian Gui."