Hogwarts: Dirge of Magic

"Nic told me that Gellert's soul no longer belongs to him purely, because he relies too much on his talent, and Gellert's eyes can see the future."

When Dumbledore saw that Sifer was able to participate in their level of confrontation with the help of foreign objects, he was quietly relieved, and at the same time began to say something without thinking.

"Since history, intelligent creatures have prayed more or less, and wizards who think they have extraordinary powers will also try to prophesy."

"If someone believes, there will be faith..."

"These beliefs came together to ... produce ideas for unknown reasons."

"This thought is not willing to be an indeterminate form, and begins to transfer to the prophets who often get close to it."

"Fortunately, most prophets use mediums more or less, and this idea is difficult to transfer."

"But I never thought that Gellert directly uses the naked eye as a medium, not only as the window to the soul, but also as the closest position to the soul. So..."

Bang—the air between the two made a muffled sound.

Grindelwald, who was said to be on the ground, became angry from embarrassment. He had a fierce confrontation with Dumbledore in a field that Sifa could not feel.

Seeing the two confronting each other, Xifa was unwilling to stand by the side like an ant and stare blankly.

He raised his wand, trying to cast a spell on Grindelwald.

But he never thought that his behavior was stopped by the voice floating in his heart.

Merlin told her that the magic of the two confronted in another dimension. The Grindelwald he saw was not necessarily him, maybe Grindelwald was Dumbledore, maybe Dumbledore was Grindelwald.

Their true identities are like Schrödinger's cats. Unless you kill them together, you don't know who will interfere with your magic when they step into the territory of their confrontation.

It didn't take long for Xifa to feel powerless, and there was another muffled sound.

Dumbledore's body shook, and he let out a muffled grunt.

Grindelwald took a few steps back, then couldn't hold on, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

Although at this time, Merlin did not attack him in the field, after all, Grindelwald crossed the entire French territory from the far west coast of France, and returned to Nurmengard, Austria, which is located in the east of France.

Physical and mental exhaustion is not a big problem, and the friction with Xifa all the way has consumed a lot of his own magic power, which is the main culprit that made him lose a move when he fought with Dumbledore.

"Give me back Gellert!"

After Dumbledore regained his breath, he said such a sentence.

"I am Gellert!"

Grindelwald smiled slightly, and replied with an evil look at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Dumbledore closed his eyes...

"How long?"

Faced with the professor's question, Xifa felt a little baffled.

Xifa glanced around, and took a second look at the gate.

There is no one else... Xifa began to cast vigilant eyes on Dumbledore. Could it be that the professor has been infected? ...

Just when Xifa’s heart was in a panic——“Before the sun rises completely!”

Merlin's golden scepter suddenly floated from Xifa's waist, and then Merlin's translucent image appeared in the air.

It was he who answered Dumbledore's question.

Only then did Xifa realize that the professor was asking when the seal gap would close.

"enough!"

Dumbledore muttered to himself.

Seeing this scene, Grindelwald felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

He held up his last decent posture, stood up slowly, and spoke recklessly.

"Dumbledore, admit it, you can't do anything to me. Just like you couldn't prevent your sister's death back then!"

...

After the words fell, Dumbledore put away the last trace of pity and reluctance. He nodded indifferently to Merlin's projection, and then raised his arms, forming a large character.

Under the effect of magic, Dumbledore slowly rose into the air.

Just as Sifa looked up to see what Professor Dumbledore was trying to do.

Suddenly there was a heavy item in his hand.

It's Merlin's scepter.

Merlin in the projection state stretched out his food command and waved at Xifa, and then Xifa realized that Merlin needed his own magic power.

Therefore, Xifa injected his magic power into it without hesitation.

With the magic power of Sifa as fuel, the scepter emitted a brilliant bright yellow light, enveloping Grindelwald like a holy light.

These rays of light look like sunlight shining on Grindelwald, and it seems that there is no other effect except light and heat.

However, Grindelwald's muscles are bulging in the light, and it is obvious that the light has the effect of confinement.

Dumbledore's departure gave the desperate Grindelwald a chance to breathe.

But as Merlin's scepter took Dumbledore's place, it took away Grindelwald's last hope of leaving.

Probably, Dumbledore hoped that Grindelwald could escape here, so he didn't cast a confinement spell on Grindelwald before taking off!

Zheng——

An invisible sense of oppression radiated from Dumbledore.

Although he didn't target Xifa, Xifa felt a little depressed.

Because in his perception, those free magic powers that were similar to gas turned into a solid state!

It can be said that if Merlin hadn't propped up a piece of pure land for himself, as long as he had a little magical power, he would be unable to move.

Click - click - click -

This is not an illusion, because Xifa cast his eyes to his feet and came to this conclusion after repeated confirmation.

What does the professor want to do?

Sifa raised his arms to cover the dust that fell from the ground not far in front of him.

After the dust cleared, Sifa opened his eyes and looked towards the center of the field.

I saw a cross made of pure magic, glowing with milky yellow fluorescence, bound Grindelwald to it.

Before Xifa carefully examined the pattern emerging from the cross.

The scepter in his hand stopped absorbing his magic power.

"Young man, we need to stay away!"

Hearing Merlin's hasty instructions, Xifa jumped behind him without hesitation.

Since the natural magic power was fixed, Xifa couldn't perform teleportation and still let the natural magic power lift himself up in the air.

So he spread out a pair of ice crystal wings behind him, and the wings vibrated rapidly to beat the air, causing his figure to retreat rapidly.

How far back, Xifa didn't know at first.

But when he was hundreds of meters away from the platform in the air, he suddenly felt that the feeling of depression disappeared.

Xifa tried to communicate with the natural magic power, and found that although they were extremely active, they were no longer in an indestructible state.

"Just stop here." Seeing that Xifa can communicate with natural magic, Merlin also affirmed the boundaries of the safe range in due course.

Xifa flapped his wings soothingly in this way, keeping vigilant, silently watching the troubles in the field.

In the middle of the arena, Grindelwald turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help asking the sky loudly.

"How is this possible! This is the holy religion's judgment magic!"

It was Dumbledore's tense face that answered him.

Grindelwald suddenly thought of something, he suddenly turned his gaze to Sifa, "It's him! Did this boy break the seal!"

Still no one answered him. Even if Grindelwald guessed the truth, it is really not a good choice to admit the truth to the enemy.

"Judgment of the Holy Light"

Dumbledore felt that he had gathered enough magic power to reach the limit of what he could command.

He pointed the wand at Grindelwald, and the other free hand stretched over his head for a virtual grip.

Then spears condensed by holy light appeared one by one above Dumbledore's head.

Under the guidance of the wand, they all aimed their spears at Grindelwald.

One...two...dozens...hundreds...

This is Wan Jian Guizong in the magic world?In this scene, Xifa, who was watching, suddenly thought of Wan Jian Guizong, the unique skill possessed by the martial arts myth.

Xifa lost his mind for a moment, then shook his head, throwing this thought out of his mind.

Grindelwald saw that Dumbledore was not bluffing, but really cast holy magic.

An anxious look was visible on his face, and it was desperately touching his own body in a dimension that no one could perceive. However, Nicole Flamel was still presiding over Stonehenge.

Those unwilling souls gather in unseen dimensions above Nurmengard.

It interferes with its connection with its own body.

After several attempts, Grindelwald showed a relieved and determined expression on his face.

He was relieved to realize that Dumbledore had really found a way to isolate himself from the main body.

Definitely, his distracted consciousness may need to be sacrificed...

I saw Grindelwald's eyes of a different color shining brightly.

The cross formed by the holy light dissipated like Tang Woxue in his eyes.

When Grindelwald lifted the imprisonment on him, although the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, it was enough for him to support a piece of pure land under Dumbledore's coercion.

He staggered to the edge of the high platform, and jumped down towards the very center of the castle.

puff--

It was a bottomless pond, and Grindelwald plunged into it.

Seeing this, Dumbledore's expression changed in turn.

He could obviously attack Grindelwald in advance, but for some reason, he just couldn't bear to do it. He would rather continue to condense the spears of the Holy Light silently than attack in advance to prevent Grindelwald from walking to the edge of the high platform step by step.

Xifa watched anxiously, but he didn't know if it was Professor Dumbledore's arrangement, and he didn't know what would happen if he distracted Professor Dumbledore with his words.

The only thing he knows is that his magic can never pass through the thick magic turtle shell and act on Grindelwald.

Just in this weird atmosphere.

The rippling pond gradually calmed down, and Grindelwald's breath of life remained silent.

Could it be that Grindelwald didn't want Dumbledore to get his blood on his hands and chose to commit suicide?

Cifer showed a strange expression.

But I have to say that this absurd possibility is precisely the greatest possibility for these two passionate old people.

Just when Xifa was wondering if it was because of his little butterfly that Grindelwald died now, Dumbledore also stopped condensing the Holy Spear.

He also seemed to be hesitating, whether Grindelwald's self-consciousness suppressed the explosive power, broke free from its restraints, and then took the initiative to commit suicide.