Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"Are you all ready, Romano?"

In St. Peter's Square, a handsome old man with melancholy eyes touched his oily head, then put on a round hat and asked a shorter man beside him.

"Get ready, Minister Greco." Romano, director of the Auro Office of the Italian Ministry of Magic, replied, "We have surrounded this place, and he will definitely not be able to escape."

"Very good." Minister Greco nodded, but there was still worry on his face.

"Romano, you should know what happened in Egypt a few days ago. Albakin and the others failed. I don't want us to become a new joke."

"With all due respect, Minister Greco, he really..."

"It's more serious than you think, Romano." Greco interrupted Romano, beckoned him to come closer, and whispered, "According to Dumbledore, Egypt was not his first stop. He also caused big troubles in Athens and Baghdad."

"But no matter what, it won't be as bad as this time... Oh my God, this is the Vatican!"

"I just can't imagine what the headlines will be on the front page of tomorrow's newspapers... Minister stupider than Fudge?"

"This will not happen, Secretary Greco." Romano replied firmly.

"I hope so."

Greco sighed, he was not very optimistic about this.Even though Romano is the director of Aoluo's office, there are many things that only he, as a minister, knows.And according to the information he got, the guy inside who turned the Vatican upside down was not someone to be dealt with easily.

It even reminded him of Gellert Grindelwald, the Dark Lord who once swept Europe. He was very similar in terms of magic, but there was still a gap in reputation.Grindelwald almost overturned the entire magical world back then and had a large number of followers. In comparison, this little guy was far behind.

Greco said no more. He and Romano stood quietly next to the huge stone pillar in the square. In front of them were dozens of the most elite Aolo from the Ministry of Magic, including many retired old guys.In front of them, there were a few special powers belonging to the Vatican, together with the five old guys who fell on the ground before. They were not in the Vatican just now, and they were called back because something happened now.

Such a force cannot yet reassure Greco.He knew very well that for those top wizards, numbers were not an advantage.

Only top wizards can fight against top wizards. Greco's reliance has never been Aoluo from the Ministry of Magic and the power of the Vatican, but Dumbledore, who is still on the way.

"I hope I can arrive earlier..." Greco thought to himself, his eyes falling on the gorgeous door of the Vatican Palace like everyone else.

After waiting for a long time, someone finally appeared inside the door.He was wearing a black coat, and his long black hair was draped messily over his shoulders. He was very tall and thin, and a trace of youthfulness could still be seen on his face.

"Stop! Strider!"

Romano shouted loudly, and the dozens of people guarding the palace gate immediately drew out their wands.

Ike stopped, the wand quietly appeared in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"You are from the Italian Ministry of Magic, right? If I remember correctly, this is the Vatican. Are you sure you have law enforcement rights here?"

"Don't be sophistical! The Pope has given permission!" Romano replied sternly, "Put down your wand and let's take it easy!"

"Sir, you know this is impossible." Ike shook his head, "So, stop saying these useless words, let's get started!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ike suddenly waved his wand. As soon as the flames spurted out from the tip of the wand, it turned into a sea of ​​​​fire that covered the sky and fiercely rolled towards the dozens of wizards in front of him. At the same time, he stepped forward with his right leg, golden A magic circle appeared, enveloping the entire square in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!" Greco cursed secretly, drew out his wand and joined the battle.This weird golden magic circle actually directly broke the anti-Apparition spell under their steps. Greco also felt that his body sank, and even the magic power in his body was a little raw.

"Where did he learn this damn magic?"

Greco fired a magic spell at Ike, but was directly swallowed up by the monstrous flames.This is also the situation faced by these dozens of people. Their attacks will be directly swallowed up, and they can only work together to support a defense.But depending on the situation, this protection won't last too long.

Ike slowly walked down the steps, the wand he held high still spraying flames. The hot temperature distorted the air, and the wizards at the front even found it difficult to breathe.As Ike continued to advance, the crowd unconsciously retreated, allowing those who were still trying to fight back to join in the defense.

Finally, even Greco and Romano joined in, and they were completely unable to fight back.

Facing the raging fire above their heads and in front of them, despair appeared on people's faces unconsciously. This was the first time they had seen such an outrageous fire spell.For a moment, I felt some sympathy for my colleagues in the UK.

Being a student is so scary, how powerful is Voldemort?

The flames burned blazingly and surrounded the people. The golden magic circle under their feet also shrank, and the feeling of stagnant magic became more and more obvious.

The protection they put up together twisted and creaked, and everyone knew that they couldn't hold on much longer.Those in the Vatican were okay and still gritted their teeth firmly, but the people in the Ministry of Magic were different and began to curse non-stop.

The cobweb-like cracks in the protection were repaired, and finally they could no longer hold up. They shattered in the desperate eyes of everyone. The scorching flames immediately pressed down on them, and a strong sense of suffocation instantly swallowed them up.

Greco closed his eyes and waited quietly for the flames to come.But I didn't wait for a long time, and I even felt a long-lost coolness.

Opening his eyes, a tall figure stood in front of him.He had a white beard and hair, and was wearing a gray robe. He held a finger-bone wand high in his hand, and the water that gathered from nowhere formed a wall, firmly blocking the flames.

"Dumbledore!" Greco shouted out the man's name, and his heart suddenly felt at ease.Dumbledore did not answer, but continued to gather water to fight against the flames.

After a long time, the flames and the wall of water disappeared, and the entire square was filled with white mist.Dumbledore waved his hand and dispersed the fog, but there was no sign of Ike on the steps.

"Where has he gone, Dumbledore?" Greco squeezed beside Dumbledore and asked urgently.

"Let's go, Greco." Dumbledore replied softly.

"Left? You...you didn't stop him?"

Dumbledore turned his head to look at Greco, pushing up the glasses on his nose, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"I'm sorry Greco, I can only do one thing to save you and stop him..."

"He has grown so much, he is not much worse than me, Greco..."