Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

After about a few minutes, the sound subsided and the smoke slowly dissipated, leaving only the tall purple-robed shadow and the silver-blue light lingering around.

There were four skeletons that were already mottled and even on the verge of breaking.

It was not Lynn or Euphemia who made the move. They just held their wands loosely in their hands, keeping alert.

Even Inès, who temporarily controlled the Blood of Herpo, just raised her wand and watched the four-man team work in perfect harmony to defeat the powerful enemy.

Three identical metal runes remained suspended in the air until the end of the battle, almost merging into one, projecting the shadow of the World Tree onto everyone.

The black monster, whose individual strength is still greater than that of the four humans, can no longer rely on numbers and home advantage to wreak havoc like it did four years ago.

Purple Shan Rune used the perfect magic bridge to bridge the gap that would have taken a long time to narrow.

With Brian, who is proficient in elemental magic and can cast Purple Rune independently, as the axis, Sonia, who is good at transformation, as the forerunner, Victor, who has a keen sense of battlefield, is the outflanking force, and Amanda, who is flexible and adaptable, is invincible.

Amanda, who Inès originally thought was only proficient in medical and protective magic, also showed strong fighting power. Even though she was not as good as the three teammates who specialized in combat, she was by no means an easy opponent.

With powerful magic, varied spells, and a formation that was so tight that it blended seamlessly into one, the already strong quartet showed a level far greater than if they could fight alone.

In addition, although the power of the floating gun cannot be fully demonstrated due to the narrow terrain, its power should not be underestimated.

Monsters that are individually powerful but only rely on instinct to fight are completely unable to cope with it. Even with tough bodies and violent magic power, they can only end up being reduced to ashes.

When the last monster screamed and turned into nothingness, Victor stood on the scorched brick ground, his eyes full of emotion.

Once upon a time, he who thought he was capable of standing on his own suffered unprecedented setbacks here.

Facing these horrific monsters, not only was he unable to play a role, but he became a burden to Lynn and Euphemia - he couldn't even face the monster hiding in the deepest part, so he had to evacuate in a panic.

It was a memory of which he was deeply ashamed.

Four years later, things have changed and the enemy that was once so powerful that he was helpless is no longer an insurmountable obstacle, but has become an obstacle that only causes a little trouble on his way forward.

This huge change made him feel deeply moved.

As he bowed his head to bid farewell to the dead soul, he took a metal rune that belonged to him into his palm, his eyes moving slightly.

With the promotion of metal runes, especially the emergence of advanced runes that can use fourth-level or even stronger rune magic, the ability of him and his three partners to coordinate operations has once again leapt forward.

The superposition of mana is not a simple calculation of 1+1 equals 2, but a combination of various factors. It is also the hub that brings together several people who already have their own strengths.

For ordinary wizards, it may take ten, twenty or even longer to make the next step forward, but with the support they have, they can achieve the leap in just a few years, and not just once.

Everyone looked at the figure behind them, with a mixture of different but common emotions.

It is trust and reliance, as well as a sense of security that comes from the heart.

"It seems that our mission has been completed." Sonia bowed slightly proudly, "The next step is up to you two. We can only help you reduce some of the burden and physical exertion."

"No hurry," Lynn raised his wand to his chest, and the gentle magic flowed out like a trickle. "They are all respectable senior wizards and Muggle heroes. Let us send them off."

A magical breeze rose from one side of the passage, blowing silently, passing by several people.

On the scattered bones, the last traces of black magic were gradually peeled off and dissipated as wisps of "black air".

Having lost the shackles that enslaved them and the basis for their survival in the world, the last traces of these ancient wizards and Muggles disappeared like smoke.

The white powder was carried by the wind, and then purified by the magic, falling into a shallow pit created by the battle.

The same powder flew in from all over the tomb. It was not noticeable at first, but in a short time it gathered into a long silver dragon.

Not only the ancients who sacrificed their lives, but also the Aurors and explorers who were buried here, those explorers who had paved the way with their flesh and blood many years ago.

They found a common home, a place completely free of the troubles of dark magic and a completely peaceful resting place.

"You may rest in peace, the ancient heroes, and all those who sacrificed here."

Euphemia spoke in a deep voice, her voice cold but with a hint of emotion, and the bricks and stones on all sides shattered instantly, revealing the surrounding soil, which fell onto the pit and was slowly compacted.

A tombstone made of wall tiles and floor tiles rose up, and a dark golden epitaph gradually emerged.

[A true hero dares to face despair]

【A truly wise man can overcome despair】

【All sacrifices will be remembered and appreciated】

【All beliefs will be inherited and continued】

【May the sleeping heroic spirits rest in eternal peace】

Another bunch of white lilies appeared in Lynn's hand and was placed steadily in front of the tombstone. There were even drops of water on the petals.

After a moment of silence, Lin En, as if he had put an end to something on his mind, raised his head, looked at Euphemia and Victor, who had gloomy faces, and said softly:

"If I could see Dmitri again, I would let him know about this, and he would feel relieved."

He shifted his gaze and looked towards the end of the distant passage.

There was a ruin covered with countless magics.

The deepest darkness lurks there, even deeper than it was years ago.

The ancient aliens imprisoned here are accumulating strength, or rather, recovering their strength.

Taking a deep breath, Lynn held his spellbook in his hand and clenched his wand in his right hand.

"Let's go and finish this guy off. We're both in great shape now."

In the darkness, a nimble figure flashed by.

Chapter 220: Sunfire - The True Face of the Light Spell

"Shattered to pieces."

At the end of the long passage, the calm sound was drowned out by a deafening roar, and countless smoke and dust gushed out along with broken flames.

The ancient seal covering this land that has been completely corroded by black magic has suffered a severe blow once again, and the cracks that were repaired with great effort four years ago are shattered.

After thousands of years, the ancient cage came to an end.

The mountain of treasures emitted a faint light, and at the very top was a dazzling sapphire.

The magic light is like a light that cuts through the sky, attracting the attention unconsciously.

But in just a moment, darkness replaced the light.

An evil force three times more powerful than the false god of lies attacked brazenly from the gap in the ruins.

It was a black evil spirit bound by shackles that were about to break - it had no fixed shape or features, and even the deer head like Les did not exist. It was like a ball of black liquid floating in a vacuum.

"No matter how many times I watch you, your ugliness will always refresh my bottom line."

Lynn looked up in disgust and waved his wand. The tremendous magic power created an indestructible barrier, keeping out the "greetings" which were definitely not friendly.

Then, the shadow of the purple-shirt rose from the ground, and its lush branches and vines merged into one with Euphemia.

“Huh… Even though I know this isn’t my own power, this feeling is still intoxicating.”

He let out a long sigh, and an unprecedented surging aura instantly took over, sweeping away the darkness around him.

An endless supply of magic power gushed out from Euphemia's body, passed through the branches of the World Tree, and fell into Lynn's body, causing his momentum to rise steadily and soar into the sky.

The shadow of the purple-shirt emerged from the bodies of the four stargazers. Although it could not merge into the two people who were one, it used its pure power to expel the disturbance of the black magic.

Holding the Blood of Herbo, which had not yet been unsheathed, Ines stood beside the crowd in surprise, like an outsider on the battlefield.

In her eyes, Lin En, who was launching an attack with overwhelming magic power like a whirlwind, was completely different from the person he was not long ago.

Even on the day of the fierce battle with Les, his power was so terrifying that it made her feel awed, but it was already within the realm of perception and touch. At least Dumbledore, who was so close, was much better than him.

And at this moment, looking at the tall and majestic figure like a god, she suddenly realized that she had underestimated this partner full of secrets and his magical power.

The perceptive witch vaguely sensed that this power seemed to be almost the same as Dumbledore's when he used his full strength that day, but she just couldn't use it as freely as he did.

"What a monster..."

She smiled bitterly and picked up the dagger, feeling mixed emotions.

Faced with these things beyond common sense, she truly felt her own insignificance.

Her curse magic is very strong, but only very strong.

The people who appeared before her, whether it was Dumbledore or Lin En at this moment, had already surpassed this level.

Even the black monster that was struggling hard, trying to take the opportunity to break free from its restraints and completely destroy the thousand-year cage, was shocked.

"How can you, a tiny insect, have such power?"

The hoarse voice came from nowhere, but it had a similar mysterious sound to the one Les heard when he was dying. The meaning was self-evident.

Things that looked like eyes emerged from its body, emitting a green glow.

Some are big, some are small, just like the large and small bumps on the tentacles of a giant octopus, giving off a nauseating and eerie smell.

It uttered a scornful question.

This kind of condescending arrogance is even worse than that of Les, who is not sure whether he is of the same kind as it.

Because its power is greater than that of Les who has just recovered from a serious injury, even if it is sealed.

But soon, it realized the identity of the too-small human in front of it.

"It's actually you! How dare you, a lowly reptile, come back? How dare you appear in front of me!"

The rage that surged into the sky almost lit up the dark magic.

Every eye was sending a signal of anger.

"Click——"

The fragile magic shackles broke with a sound, and the next moment the monster, like a giant octopus, regained its freedom, it pouncing on Lin En like a hungry tiger.

"I won't make the same mistake I made four years ago, you audacious bug. I promise I will kill you!"

Countless black beams of light were like a rain of light all over the sky, pouring out years of anger and murderous intent.

But it seemed to have forgotten, after being bound for so many years, that it was the "audacious bug" in front of it that broke the cage and allowed it to escape dozens or even hundreds of years earlier.

The terrifyingly powerful black magic was right in front of him, but Lynn simply held up the wand lightly and drew it slowly. His movements were so gentle and delicate that it seemed as if he was carving an exquisite sculpture.

Just before the light beam hit the World Tree, the final shallow hook was completed.

At the same time, Euphemia, who was ready to go, raised her wand above her head, emitting a blue-green glow, stretching across the two of them.

"boom--"

Thousands of eyes only had time to see Lynn's lips open and close slightly before the loud noise of the explosion drowned out all other sounds.

The next second, a terrifyingly scorching light seemed to spread out from a tiny point in an instant, dispelling all the darkness.

Like a miniature sun, it slowly rises here.

"what!!!!!"

The shrill wails continued to ring out, and the green eyes all over the body seemed to have suffered unprecedented horrific torture in an instant.

"Puff...Puff puff..."

Splashes of green exploded, and purple-black dirty blood spurted out from all over the monster's body like tiny waterfalls or rushing streams of water.

In just a moment, the massive bombardment came to an abrupt end. Half of the monster's thousands of eyes were broken, and the remaining ones were filled with pain.

The yew tree that stretched across the sky and earth was still standing tall, and even its branches and leaves were not damaged at all. Instead, they became greener and shone with a faint magical light.

"This is a gift from the ancient Persians, a filthy and ugly bastard." Lynn took a step forward, his majestic aura suddenly rising, "Witness the fire, light, and wrath of the good god! Ahura!"

Magic, which originated from mythology and the beliefs of ancient humans, has once again revealed its grandeur and majesty after thousands or even tens of thousands of years of silence.

"...The Light Spell?"

Inès was no longer surprised, but she still couldn't believe her eyes.

As Lynn's best research partner in school, she naturally knew this practical lighting spell, as well as its story and incompleteness.

But she didn't know that this magic had been quietly improved and optimized.

Even... found the circuit of magic.

It is no longer pure light, but a fire of light, invisible but hot, showing the ancient wildness and fieryness to the fullest.

And it is the natural enemy of this evil creature with a thousand eyes, just like the basilisk is the nemesis of the giant spider.

Just a small step, and the momentum increases and decreases.