Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

But their actions are far from over.

As soon as the old Auror finished his words, the people who were doing their jobs disappeared into various parts of the room. In an instant, the sounds of smashing and destroying things were heard one after another. After just a moment, they each picked up some valuables and gathered in front of Moody again.

"Sirius," the old man called his only acquaintance, "You take him away now, and leave the rest to me."

Sirius, who was always cynical, did not dare to act rashly in front of Moody. He obeyed the order, grabbed the vampire's collar and left, disappearing without a trace with the silent people beside him.

"It's still a bit rough indeed..."

In the empty room, the old man sighed, took out his wand, and waved it at the walls, doors, windows and cabinets in all directions.

The magic light came on, and in the blink of an eye, the house that was full of flowers just now instantly turned into a bloody murder scene - there were even a few scattered hairs on the ground.

He even helped Sirius and the others to fix the flaws left by their poor skills.

Although this doesn't really mean much.

Everything is ready, except for the original owner of the house.

As a renowned European criminal investigation master, Mad-Eye is not only good at solving cases. To be precise, people like him who are good at solving cases are also the best at committing crimes and disguising themselves.

After doing all this, he took out the camera that Lin En had specially given him and took pictures of the letter and secret message on the table.

As he was leaving, a small flame fell on the table, ignited the letter paper, and slowly devoured the ink that had not yet dried.

Soon, fire alarms sounded throughout the town.

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The next day, Lynn, who had been busy with Iaie and Gringotts' affairs for half a month, slept in for the first time in a long time. He was not awakened until noon by the sunlight seeping in through the gaps in the curtains.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he saw a handwritten letter from Euphemia on the bedside table. It was sent by Dmitri from Russia, recording the development of the situation and war information over the past month.

Dmitry's camp fought fiercely with Kozlov's deeply rooted gang all over the country. More than ten large-scale battles broke out, and each time caused heavy casualties.

On one side are the old bureaucrats who sense the crisis and huddle together for warmth and their violent machine built with Galleons; on the other side are the folk wizards who rise up spontaneously. There is no middle option between these two incompatible groups, only death and ruin.

With the full support of Stargazer and Starlight Group, he made considerable progress. In just a few months, he forced the Ministry of Magic forces entrenched in major cities back to their bases in the two capitals. This can be described as rapid progress.

But behind the victory and the results, not to mention the financial and material resources spent, the casualties alone constituted a string of bloody figures - most of them were the original civilians who followed Dmitri, who suffered heavy losses due to their poor magic skills, and a few were Dmitri's old subordinates and Iaie's mercenary forces.

War itself is extremely cruel, and war between wizards who possess extraordinary powers is even more so.

But it is the inevitable final choice.

After reading it quickly, the drowsiness was swept away unconsciously. Lynn got out of bed and found Euphemia in the study who had been working at her desk for who knows how long.

"Have you read Dmitri's letter before?" Lynn asked, picking up the coffee on the table and taking a sip.

"I've seen it. He couldn't accept the casualties and came to us for help." Euphemia was still writing furiously. "We can consider it, but how to help is a problem."

"My opinion is different from yours this time." Lin En said in a deep voice as the coffee was finished.

"Even if Kozlov and his gang were willing to spend all their wealth to survive, there wouldn't be so many people willing to work for them, especially after it became clear that there was no hope. Dmitri himself was an Auror, so he definitely understood this. So the real reason is not the loss of manpower."

"You mean, he wants to drag us down and make us stand up for him?"

"After all, the International Confederation of Wizards still recognizes the Provisional Ministry of Magic and Kozlov. Although they have learned their lesson and will no longer provide any assistance to those idiots, Dumbledore is still easy to talk to."

"If that's the case..." Euphemia stopped writing and put the unfinished analysis of the spell aside for the time being, "We need to seriously consider how to respond to him."

"There is no need to rush to reply to him. I think we can pass the ball to Dumbledore - that is, ultimately to the International Confederation of Wizards."

Lin En shook the letter in his hand and smiled meaningfully, "We contribute money and effort, but they can't just sit back and watch."

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"Ah!"

In the office, Dumbledore, who had just woken up, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Are you catching a cold?" Rubbing his sore nose, the old man straightened his robe and looked at his old friend in front of him, "Alastor, it's okay, keep talking."

"You have to take care of yourself, Albus." Mad-Eye shook his head with a weary look on his face. "Let me continue. The vampire we caught last night has confessed everything, but he knows very little. The most valuable information is that this organization has a long history, because their cooperation began last century."

"Last century..." Dumbledore pondered, "It is indeed an ancient organization. What else?"

"There are also a few names and a letter. He probably wouldn't dare to lie to me, nor does he have the ability to hide it from me. But I think you should check it yourself."

"You make sense, Alastor." Dumbledore looked at this seemingly crazy but actually very careful old friend with approval, "There are no suspicious points left at the scene, right?"

"Of course not. Even if the most professional people were to investigate, they would only find that someone broke into the house and robbed him. There was a fight, and he Apparated away with injuries."

Moody said firmly, "I deliberately left some hair and blood that won't be burned away. This is a flaw and clue specially prepared for them."

"Whose hair?"

"A fugitive Death Eater who was declared missing." Moody smiled mysteriously. "The next step is to confirm the information about the vampire and wait for the other party's reaction."

"...You did very well, Alastor." Dumbledore paused, "Let's go now without further ado. I will go find Lynn alone after the matter is resolved."

"Maybe he'll know soon." Moody shrugged, pointed his wand at himself, and a stream of Disillusionment Charm immediately covered his entire body. "I'll lead the way."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Compared to dealing with Karkaroff back then, this little thing is nothing. I'm not old yet."

The wooden leg knocked against the ground neither lightly nor heavily, and Moody's voice came from near and then faded away.

Although his expression could not be seen, he seemed to be the same Auror captain who had been chasing Death Eaters day and night for six months.

Chapter 383 Light and Dark, White and Black

Monday night at 9pm, Room of Requirement.

Activities at the Stargazers Club continue as usual.

"While the professor is away, I'll go first this time!"

Doris, who was full of enthusiasm, waved her hand and walked to the waiting Mo Mo Ran puppet without hesitation, grabbing the first practical training of the day.

Of course, there was also a subtle competitive spirit. As the undisputed ace of the Stargazer Club for the past two years, she didn't want to be overtaken by Cedric before graduation.

Of course Cedric would not fail to give face to this senior who usually took good care of him. Not to mention the others, who all scattered around, chatting and laughing, ready to watch the game.

The professor was late today, so the formal practice time would definitely be postponed accordingly. Most of them were not as diligent as Doris and Cedric.

Only Neville was still waving his wand perseveringly at the target in the corner, honing his skills.

Hermione and Luna were also there watching him train, and from time to time they would offer a few of their own ideas, but their voices were not loud and were always drowned out by Boyce, who was sitting on the ground in the distance and shouting.

The sounds of laughter and explosions came one after another, creating a relaxed atmosphere.

This is inevitable as the end of the semester approaches, especially due to the driving force behind the fifth and seventh graders who have already finished their exams.

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Doris has been challenging this powerful Obscurus puppet for who knows how many times. From the initial agony to the current joy she has experienced.

The conversation in the principal's office was coming to an end.

Dumbledore was in a mixed mood.

The good news is that there has been a lot of good news recently.

On Moody's side, the most powerful wizard proved in front of everyone that he just didn't like the dark arts, not that he was not good at it, especially the three unforgivable curses.

After squeezing out the last bit of usable information from the vampire's head, a spell that reminded Moody of the Dark Lord's Imperius Curse completely eliminated the risks and pushed the investigation of the Leviathan organization into a new stage.

Next, we should wait for the other party to respond proactively.

As for Lynn, another piece of good news made him happy - Doris's memory magic verified Lynn's guess in a sense, and also provided new ideas for solving the fragments of Voldemort's soul in Harry's head.

This may make the old man feel more excited and encouraged than the news from Moody's, but where there is joy there is sorrow. Lynn, who has brought such great benefits, is obviously not doing it simply for charity.

His request put Dumbledore in a difficult position.

This is also the main reason why the conversation lasted longer than expected.

For the two of them who also don't like to do things themselves, other areas of cooperation can be finalized in a few words. Only the issues involving the International Confederation of Wizards are complicated.

But Dumbledore couldn't really refuse. Although he knew that even if he didn't agree, Lynn would eventually take action considering their common interest in dealing with Voldemort, this would undoubtedly seriously damage their cooperative relationship.

Against the backdrop of such recent harmony, after a long period of tug-of-war and bargaining, the two finally reached an agreement.

As long as Dmitri's wizard resistance can restore social order in Russia within three months, the International Confederation of Wizards will recognize the new Ministry of Magic and provide assistance for reconstruction.

This is exactly the result that Lynn hoped for, and it is also the most favorable development for Stargazer's subsequent layout in Eastern Europe.

The International Confederation of Wizards itself does not have the ability to leverage social capital, but the Stargazers have sufficient financial and material resources and a talent pool that is almost unmatched in the world today.

Taking Russia, a country in need of reconstruction, as a foothold was like driving a nail into the conservative Eastern European wizarding world.

For stargazers who hope to transform wizarding society, this long-term planning is far more important than making money itself.

Dumbledore sensed that Lin En had some plan, but even he didn't know what kind of power his former student had accumulated in the past decade of dormancy.

He, who had always been reluctant to get involved in political power, seemed helpless and could only say in an admonishing tone:

"I can only convince the International Confederation of Wizards. As for whether the Ministries of Magic of various countries recognize them, I have no right to interfere. I hope you will not interfere too much in these matters. It will do no good. After all, we are wizards, not politicians."

Lin En, who got what he wanted, naturally would not refuse. He smiled and said, "I have never had any interest in secular power. You know this very well. It has been like this in the past, present and future. I just hope that the magic world can become a better place."

"...I believe this." After a moment of silence, Dumbledore said slowly, "Although I don't understand the deep reasons why you do many things in many cases, I know that you are different from me and Gellert."

"There are no two people exactly alike in this world." Lin En smiled faintly and did not respond to his words. "I'm going back first. The children are still waiting for me to give them club coaching."

"Of course, go ahead." Dumbledore did not force it, picked up the notebook on the table and said, "It just so happens that I want to seriously study the outstanding achievements of Miss Foley and others. Every time I see young people make such gratifying progress, I am very pleased."

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It was hard to tell whether Dumbledore was truly relieved or simply happy because he had taken another step toward better solving the Horcrux problem, but at least Lynn was genuinely happy for Doris.

After leaving the old man whom he didn't like very much, he hurried to the Room of Requirement at great speed, and saw the "decisive battle" between Doris and the Mormon puppet.

To be precise, it was the ultimate showdown between the Patronus Charm, which had finally made a breakthrough, and the Obscurus, between white magic and black magic. As a typical mood magic, the growth of the Patronus Charm in her was so natural.

Between the purest dark emotions and the purest light emotions, the tearing and annihilation of magic is no longer a collision of power, but a deeper struggle of souls.

This is the core reason why Lin En set it as the gatekeeper of the third stage of the puppet challenge. The more outstanding the wizard is, the more he needs a powerful soul and a pure heart.

It’s not that there is no way to defeat it in other ways, but this is what Lynn wants his students to do.

He didn't say anything, and the focused little wizards didn't notice his arrival. Everyone's eyes were focused on the silver-white tiger patronus.

It was fighting desperately with the Silent Puppet. Every time it swung its claws, a cloud of black smoke would dissipate.

Although it has no power at all, as one of the most profound white magics, it is the biggest nemesis of this kind of black magic life, even worse than when facing Dementors.

It was not known how much time had passed as it dodged and moved. Following an ear-piercing "squeak", the dark monster stopped struggling and counterattacking, shrank violently, and turned into a ball.

The magic sensor stored in the sphere has reached the critical point of consumption - this is also the full power of the Obscurus, its prototype, which still lives in Newt's magic suitcase.

The huge Room of Requests was completely silent. Only Doris stood alone in the center of the battle field, breathing heavily.

The tiger guardian, whose strength had been condensed to the limit, squatted beside her and let out a silent roar that resounded in everyone's heart.

In an instant, enthusiastic applause and shouts rang out from all directions, led by Boyce, who was sitting on the ground, and Cedric, who had been competing with her for a whole semester.

Doris smiled and scratched her head. She blinked and looked through the gaps in the crowd. She found Lynn, who was standing at the farthest point with Neville and looking at her.

Indescribable joy and pride immediately spread across her fair little face, just like a student who had won first place and saw his parents as soon as he got home.

"Professor!" she yelled. "See? I told you I could take care of this big thing pretty quickly, didn't I?"

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Doris's success not only inspired her, but also set an excellent example for every young wizard in the Stargazer Club - especially those who were qualified to challenge the five-legged monster.

Including Percy, who has been a little slack and lazy recently because he is about to graduate and is full of ambition.

From the beginning of the club activities that day, an atmosphere of covert competition spread invisibly.

They had been training and learning magic together and originally there wasn't much difference between them. Now seeing Doris walking to the front, they would naturally be touched and motivated.

Those who are temporarily ahead want to maintain or even widen the gap, while those who are lagging behind hope to catch up, make up the gap as soon as possible, or even surpass them. This is a manifestation of healthy competition.

From the original eleven stargazers to the current Stargazer Club, times have changed and people are different, but the relationship model of mutual cooperation and competition has been inherited.

This is undoubtedly the scene that Lin En most wants to see, but there is more to it.