Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

As Augustus's body swayed, a circle of faint blue flames ignited around Augustus, and the terrifying blue Fiendfire sent out waves of threatening heat, causing everyone to retreat again and again.

"Fiery!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mr. Cornelius Fudge couldn't believe his eyes, pointed at Augustus and said tremblingly.

Then he turned to Dumbledore and said to Dumbledore pretending to be calm while suppressing the fear in his heart.

"This is Fiendfyre, how dare he do this, this matter will stop here, I can not hold him accountable, let him stop this terrible magic right now."

Professor Snape next to him, hearing Mr. Cornelius Fudge's speech, curled his lips and said with disdain.

"Our wise minister doesn't know that Fiendfyre cannot stop casting spells on his own."

Professor McGonagall directly ignored Mr. Fudge's speech, and said to Dumbledore a little anxiously.

"It's better to stop this terrible magic as soon as possible. Fiendfyre is too dangerous. If he is not controlled, he will destroy the entire Hogwarts."

Dumbledore didn't speak. He looked at the boy surrounded by blue flames, and his thoughts drifted away.

"Okay, let's stop here. You can handle the rest on your own. Forgive me for not accompanying you any longer."

Seeing that Dumbledore hadn't expressed his opinion, Mr. Cornelius Fudge became a little annoyed. He said a word and turned around to leave the scene with the Ministry of Magic personnel.

"Are you leaving like this? My magic has just begun. It's really sad. It seems that I want to keep everyone here."

Seeing that the staff of the Ministry of Magic were about to leave, Augustus said loudly.

After speaking, Augustus waved his bone elder wand forward, and the dark blue flames immediately formed a wall of fire, blocking everyone in the Ministry of Magic.

Augustus knew that it was impossible to apparate through magic in Hogwarts Castle, so he wanted to go and ask himself if he would agree. .

From the very beginning when he saw Cornelius Fudge, Augustus didn't like this guy very much. This fat man reminded him of the office director who crazily squeezed him in his previous life. Own.

In my previous life, I was just an ordinary person with no abilities, so I could only swallow my anger. Now I am a time traveler with the most incomparable magic talent in this world. Today, I will let this minister roll his ass with a rolling pin to open his eyes.

"What on earth do you want to do, attack the officials of the Ministry of Magic, but you will be imprisoned in Azkaban."

Looking at the blue wall of fire in front of him, Cornelius Fudge lost his composure and yelled loudly.

"Of course not. Whoever dares to attack our beloved Minister, I just humbly keep everyone here. After all, this is a matter of my honor."

Seeing the fat man in front of him lose his composure, Augustus still said gracefully.

"Okay, professors, my dear grandfather, and my dear minister, please be patient, the real magic show will officially begin now."

After speaking, Augustus bowed gracefully, and then slowly waved his wand, his movements were as gentle as a swan dancing in a lake.

Following the actions of Augustus, the berserk blue flames gradually calmed down, just like the calm and indifferent sea surface under a sunny day.

Looking at the calm blue flame in front of him, the secretary of the Ministry of Magic did not feel any fear, but a sense of peace and tranquility, and wanted to reach out and touch the blue flame.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, another hand appeared and roughly pulled it back. Looking at the idiot in front of him, Snape said coldly without any emotion.

"If you want to kill yourself, you should go back to the Ministry of Magic first, and don't die on the grounds of Hogwarts."

The secretary was still a little annoyed at being treated so roughly, but when he heard Professor Snape's words, he felt a chill down his back.

"What a beautiful thing is fire, which brings death to all things and raises all things from the ashes. Well, gentlemen, let our music reach its climax."

Augustus said softly, his voice was very soft, as gentle as a white feather gently falling on the surface of a spotless lake.

Seeing Fiendfire calm down, Mr. Cornelius Fudge, who felt slightly relaxed, felt his heart constrict involuntarily when he heard Augustus' words, and an ominous premonition sprouted in his heart.

Augustus was not in the mood to observe the changes in his face either, looking at the faint blue Fierce Flame in front of him, he couldn't help feeling an indescribable excitement in his heart.

He continued to wave his wand, but the range of his movements became significantly larger, as if a magnificent movement had entered a tense climax, allowing him, as a conductor, to conduct with selflessness.

Following the actions of Augustus, the blue Fiendfire began to become violent again, just like the surface of the sea hit by a tropical storm, the huge waves were unstoppable.

The faint blue flames climbed up and turned into a terrifying flame storm. The scorching air waves swept over everyone's cheeks, declaring Fierce Fire and the terrifying temperature to them.

Dumbledore had no choice but to use defensive magic, and put the professors and the Ministry of Magic, whose legs were shaking, into the defensive cover.

"Oh dear grandfather, I guess it's not enough for you to protect these people. Look behind you."

Augustus said softly.

Because the huge flame storm was too conspicuous, everyone in the Hogwarts castle also came to the open space one after another, wanting to watch this terrifying magic up close.

"What are you doing out here, all go back to class, it's very dangerous here."

Professor McGonagall said seriously.

No one moved their feet. After all, no matter whether they were pure-blood wizards or Muggle-born wizards, they had never seen or even heard of such terrifying magic in this world.

This is a display of a completely different level. In their eyes, this is the power of the gods. Everyone's eyes on the boy in the flames have changed.

The Slytherin students looked at Augustus with an indescribable fanaticism. The power they were looking for began to manifest in front of them infinitely in this young man.

Seeing that everyone didn't want to leave, Dumbledore sighed helplessly, and waved his hand to bring everyone under the protection of the magic barrier.

Seeing that the atmosphere group was already in place, Augustus touched the ring of the God of Law on the little finger of his left hand, and said something in his heart.

"All six gears open."

The ring of the god of law in the shape of a hexagram, with 6 sapphires on it, all lit up with a brilliant luster, and the magic power stored in it for more than 10 days began to instill in Augustus without distinction.

It allowed him to have a magical power comparable to Dumbledore for a short time. Although it made his body very painful, but looking at the fearful and awe-inspiring eyes of everyone in front of him, Augustus decided to show his strongest magical power.

"Please stand firm, especially the Minister, let us enter the climax of this magic together."