Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

Voldemort died, so completely that it was as if all traces of his existence had been wiped out.

As the prophecy said, he fell to the prophesied savior again. However, unlike the last time, there were two saviors this time, and Voldemort also experienced two deaths.

Witnessing the fall of this legendary wizard, the vampires of the Rimmer clan were terrified. Who would be willing to face such a terrible enemy?

They realized they couldn't win.

These vampires are a group of selfish people. To them, life is the most important thing.

Especially when they saw that even Voldemort was unable to resist, their hearts were filled with fear.

Three of the vampires from the Rimmer clan were killed in the battle with the Moon Werewolves, and the remaining twelve were injured. They fled immediately and chose to flee the battlefield without hesitation.

Originally, they needed twenty people to match the hundred-man team of Moon Werewolves, but they lost five people and severely hit a wave of Moon Werewolves.

Now we have to deal with a reorganized 100-man team.

Moreover, after learning their lesson, they also had a bunch of alchemical items to deal with vampires, such as "holy water", "sunshine bombs", and "dazzling sunflower seeds".

As one side gained strength while the other lost, the fight became much more difficult than before, and soon three more people died in the battle. Although the other side had some injuries, there were no casualties! Moreover, under the moonlight, the injured moon werewolves had begun to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This is a shame!

As early as when the third companion died in battle, the remaining twelve vampires were actually ready to escape at any time.

In this round of reinforcements, eight people from the already scarce Reimer clan were killed, and it would take centuries to make up for the loss! With such heavy casualties, I'm sure that when the lord returns, he won't blame them too much.

So, as soon as they saw Voldemort being killed, this group of vampires who had already thought of retreating immediately turned into a swarm of bats, abandoned the eager moon werewolves, dispersed, and broke out in twelve directions.

But is it really that simple? Is Hogwarts a place where you can come and go as you please?

Apparently some wizards didn't think so, and four spells stretched across the sky, blocking the way of the fleeing vampires.

"Oh my god, what is that?" Ron exclaimed.

Harry looked up and saw a strange sight in the sky.

The blazing fire lion occupied the sky from twelve to three o'clock. Its huge body and blazing flames illuminated the entire night sky, as if it was going to devour everything.

The airspace between three and six o'clock was filled with countless water snakes, which coiled and swam nimbly, their icy breath forming a sharp contrast with the flaming lion.

The airspace between 6 and 12 o'clock was covered by two powerful spells. A strong wind blew up, stirring up dust all over the sky, forming a terrible sandstorm. This sandstorm not only obscured half of the night, but also brought endless threats.

In comparison, a sandstorm may not seem that dangerous, but in fact, it hides enormous destructive power.

When a small bat separated from the vampire tentatively flew in, it was instantly swept in by the strong wind and sand, unable to escape. The strong wind carrying the sand and gravel was like a water knife mixed with corundum, mercilessly blowing the body of the small bat apart, leaving only a skeleton.

However, before the bones even had time to fall to the ground, they were blown away by the yellow sand wind, blending into the sandstorm and becoming a part of it.

These terrifying magics came from the four giants who protected their own people.

Today's professors and students of Hogwarts have handed in an answer sheet that can make them extremely proud. They have proved their abilities with their strength.

Faced with such a situation, the Big Four will naturally not stand idly by. They cannot let these younger generations look down on them.

Especially when the current Hogwarts headmaster and that hateful guy were watching, if they did nothing, they would be accused and ridiculed in the future. Therefore, they had to show their strength.

"You are the ones who want to hurt my lovely students?"

The bearded, red-haired Godric Gryffindor walked out of the mouth of the flaming lion. The Sword of Gryffindor flew back to his left hand on its own, and the Sorting Hat let out a strange cry and covered his head.

Countless water snakes coiled into a water ball, which exploded with a whoosh. Salazar Slytherin, wearing a green robe, sneered at these uninvited guests from the other side of the ocean with undisguised murderous intent, "Is Hogwarts a place where you can come and go as you please? You're thinking of leaving now? It's too late!"

The appearance of the two ladies seemed much more normal. They walked slowly hand in hand. Among them, the elegant lady Rowena Ravenclaw with black hair and blue robe urged impatiently, "Can you two hurry up? Stop wasting time!"

Helga Hufflepuff on the side also agreed, "I can feel that the children are very scared now. A new banquet may make them feel more at ease." Well, what she meant was actually "hurry up."

The two conspicuous guys who had successfully attracted enough attention no longer posed. The flame lion transformed into a fire dragon with twelve dragon heads. The fire dragon's neck was as long as rubber, and each dragon head was baring its fangs and claws, attacking the twelve vampires fiercely.

"You guy! You want to steal this too? No way!" Salazar Slytherin was not to be outdone. He raised his hands, and the countless water snakes that were originally circling suddenly turned into a stream of light, like a meteor shower or a rain of arrows, and attacked the twelve vampires.

But this is not the end, new water snakes rose into the air from the Black Lake, bringing up wisps of water vapor, like crystal clear gems, shooting towards the twelve vampires!

Faced with such a terrible attack, the vampires could no longer remain calm, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not avoid these deadly attacks, so they could only disperse the bats they transformed themselves into, trying their best to survive.

Despite their best efforts, they still could not escape. The bats that were hit fell down and turned into a pile of ashes. The others continued to fly desperately, trying to find a glimmer of life.

But they are not completely hopeless!

And their hope lies in Gryffindor and Slytherin themselves!

They all had area skills, so they were bound to pull each other back. The fire dragon's head continuously spewed out blazing flames, evaporating the water snakes into water vapor, while the water snakes used their sharp fangs to pierce the fire dragon's body, causing it to roar in pain.

The whole scene became chaotic and dazzling.

This gave the vampires a tiny hope! They wanted to find a gap to escape from the two people holding each other.

But what they don't know is that for the two founders, these magical conflicts are nothing.

The current output limit is indeed legendary, but as long as the power is controlled so as not to exceed this limit, it will be fine!

It does not violate the rules to consume the magic power of any number of legendary wizards.

Under the reckless bombardment of Gryffindor and Slytherin,

These vampires who were once powerful were now like insignificant soldiers, and became points in the battle between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

......

Just as the four giants were showing off in front of their juniors, the battle in Stonehenge was drawing to a close.

However, it may no longer be appropriate to call this place Stonehenge. Perhaps it should be called the Stonehenge Ruins in the future?

The huge rocks that originally stretched across the grass and the slopes were broken into pieces or frozen.

Some have been burned into glass, and some have been partially destroyed, leaving a large round hole in the middle.

The battle has not stopped until now. Look, a huge rock was shattered by a slap and scattered all over the ground.

It was obvious that a terrible battle was going on here.

The druids who had come to watch the ceremony had already been reminded by King Arthur and Merlin, and they had retreated to a safe place, leaving this land to the two people who were fighting fiercely.

There were many corpses lying in all shapes and sizes on the ground.

There were headless corpses with holy light shining on their wings, horned humanoids with bat wings split in half, and even a cyclops with barnacles crawling all over its skin. There was a fire dragon with a big hole corroded by strong acid, a three-headed dog beaten into a meat pie, and so on and so forth...

However, these seemingly unrelated corpses all have a common characteristic: they are shriveled and withered.

There were more than twenty such corpses, eight of which were headless.

These are all Helbo's Horcruxes, which are his accumulation of thousands of years and the capital for his comeback. Even when he was sealed by Merlin, he did not use all the Horcruxes, because he knew clearly that time was on his side and these Horcruxes would still come in handy in the future.

His guess was correct. This time he really used all the accumulation of thousands of years.

Because compared to a thousand years ago, he has lost his most important support, the Lingbo Prison.

If he fails this time, there will be no next time, so for this battle, he can be said to have emptied his family's fortune and given it a try.

It’s a pity that his opponent is also a guy whose combat power exceeds that of an ordinary legendary wizard.

Of course, there are also alchemical figures with missing arms and legs on the ground, biting cabbage leaves, poisonous tentacles and mandrake fragments all over the ground. These are all necessary consumables.

"Are there no new types of cured meat? The same old stuff?"

Looking at the only remaining legendary Horcrux of Herpo, Quetzalcoatl Herpo, Raven asked contemptuously,