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Chapter 78: Chapter 76 - Invasion of Hogwarts (9)

The Archbishop was the first to strike, light shaping into his hand into a whip of light, tearing through the air and heading towards the humanoid monster with wings protruding from its eye sockets at a speed almost impossible for a human to catch.

 

The whip of light tore Mahoraga in half, causing the Archbishop to display an arrogant smile.

 

But in the next moment, his smile stiffened as he heard a loud sound echoing within his mind.

 

Clang!

 

The golden wheel floating above the head of the pale abomination spun!

 

Then, something not too surprising for a cursed spirit happened, it regenerated completely in a single instant.

 

The Archbishop attacked once again with the same whip of light, but instead of the previous scene repeating, the whip struck Mahoraga, causing some damage, but much less than the previous time.

 

This made Voldemort and Herpo's eyes worthy.

 

"I hope it's not what I'm thinking, otherwise, we're completely dead," Herpo joked with a smile, licking his lips feeling how dry they were.

 

Perhaps he would really lose this Horcrux, which would certainly be a pity, as he had only made two.

 

The Archbishop didn't care about the heretic's words; he didn't believe his attacks had no effect on this pale abomination.

 

"Innate Feat Manipulation - Father of Light - Celestial Light Manipulation."

 

With his words, behind him manifested balls of golden light, from these balls of light, numerous energy beams were fired rapidly!

 

Hundreds of high-heat energy rays hit Mahoraga, who still hadn't moved, almost as if he wanted to be attacked.

 

All the attacks hit Mahoraga, causing huge holes in his body, but in the next moment, all his wounds regenerated completely.

 

The Divine General showed a grotesque smile to the Archbishop and slowly walked towards him, each of his steps causing a hole in the ground.

 

As he walked, the golden wheel above his head spun once again.

 

Clang!

 

The sound echoed louder in the Archbishop's mind, causing his face to contort in fury; he felt that this cursed spirit was mocking him.

 

"I will kill you as I did with that cursed spirit before—" Before the Archbishop could continue, a huge fist appeared in front of him. He didn't even have time to react when the fist hit him.

 

The Archbishop had only a brief moment of clarity before a tremendous force sent him flying away, leaving blood, teeth, and a large part of his face floating in the air.

 

"I guess he can't talk anymore," Herpo said, looking at the Archbishop's body. The man was still alive, but he didn't think this deplorable state could exactly be called living.

 

"Asterion is crazy for creating this abomination," Herpo muttered to himself, looking at the pale cursed spirit. Is he not afraid of losing control? What if this monster adapts its own innate technique it was created with and breaks free from control?

 

Watching the "fight," if it could be called that, Herpo knew the Cursed Spirit's innate technique in front of him.

 

"Adaptation..." Herpo spoke. "Every time we attack, he adapts to our innate technique. Using spells is out of the question; he'll adapt each spell we cast immediately because of the simplicity of the spells."

 

"So that's why my Horcrux is afraid; he can adapt to my innate technique, [Supreme Soul Permanence], and cause damage to my Horcrux," Herpo muttered to himself, looking at the two-headed serpent hovering above him.

 

He could see Asterion looking at him with a sadistic and cruel smile.

 

"I take back what I said; you're nothing like Corvinus. You resemble Salazar more; both of you are mad. Salazar for creating that abomination he calls a Basilisk, and you for creating this monster," Herpo said to Asterion. He knew the young man heard every word, reading his lips.

 

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Watching the fight, Rose furrowed her brow and came to the same conclusion as Herpo in her mind. She looked at Asterion and asked seriously, "Are you really crazy or just stupid? How could you create something that can adapt to everything?"

 

Asterion shrugged indifferently. "Mahoraga will not adapt to my Innate Technique; it's impossible for him to break free from my control."

 

"If you say so, but don't ask for my help when that thing goes out of control." Observing Asterion's indifference, Rose spoke with an irritating smile on her lips.

 

Asterion just scoffed coldly. He wasn't afraid of Mahoraga going out of control; once created by him, the cursed spirit would always be his slave.

 

Although Rose's concerns were valid, it didn't mean they would happen, especially when Asterion had complete control over his creations.

 

"By the way, those two are really strong," Rose said, pointing to the barriers where Grindelwald and Dumbledore were fighting. "If it weren't for that barrier, everything within a radius of dozens of kilometers would be turned into nothing but ashes."

 

"Dumbledore's Innate Technique has devastating power," Asterion agreed with Rose's words. Even behind extremely powerful barriers, the blasts of hot air could still be felt by him and anyone close enough.

 

"He's worthy of being called the Most Powerful Wizard in the World," Rose smiled and pointed at herself. "But not for a long time."

 

"Yes, yes, Miss Most Powerful in the World," Asterion replied sarcastically.

 

"Mr. Second Most Powerful in the World," Rose retorted with the same sarcasm.

 

Then, she wore a serious look, she looked down and focused her gaze on Voldemort and Herpo.

 

"Why did four Special Grade wizards attack Hogwarts? Three of them were targeting me."

 

Honestly, she already knew the purpose of these three; one was a mad scientist who wanted her eyes, the religious fanatic wanted to kill her for something she did, to be more precise, for being born. Voldemort probably just wanted revenge.

 

After a brief silence, Asterion replied.

 

"If you want my guess, I would say Grindelwald wants something that Hogwarts possesses, something valuable enough to risk fighting against the Most Powerful Wizard in the World."

 

As for what that thing was, Asterion had no idea, although he had studied a lot, his accumulated knowledge was too thin to compare with wizards who had over a century of accumulated knowledge.

 

Especially the low-budget Kenjaku whom Asterion presumed to be thousands of years old; the man was probably a walking library. There was no possibility of him comparing to someone that old with only three years of study.

 

Rose stroked her chin and looked at Hogwarts with a pensive look. In her eyes, the castle looked completely different from the first time she saw it; at that moment, Hogwarts no longer had that extraordinary magic. It seemed like an old, sick man, about to die at any moment.

 

Rose supposed they had cut off Hogwarts' power source, effectively breaking the impregnable barrier around the castle. But this would only be possible if there was a spy inside the castle, skilled enough to hide from the castle's magical protections.

 

The first suspect in Rose's mind was obviously Voldemort himself.

 

Even with all of Rose's extraordinary wisdom, she never thought that the barrier protecting Hogwarts for thousands of years would be destroyed by a magicless Squib.

 

"No matter, in the face of absolute strength, conspiracies are irrelevant. A dragon does not fear ants gathering against it; on the contrary, the dragon would watch with interest as they gather to fight against it," Rose spoke aloud, causing Asterion beside her to roll his eyes at the arrogant words of the thirteen-year-old girl.

 

If he were the dragon in Rose's analogy, he would kill the ants before they could gather against him. It was a danger, however minimal, that Asterion couldn't ignore.

 

You could call him paranoid, but he called it precaution!

 

"I'll love to see you getting beaten by those you call ants. I'll watch with popcorn," Asterion sarcastically retorted to Rose, who just showed a big smile on her face.

 

"No matter, it will never happen because I am strong," she said with an extremely confident smile capable of irritating anyone with sight.

 

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Thoughts of the author: I think I'm bothering the Archbishop a bit... the poor guy is getting beaten up like a punching bag in a boxing gym. :D

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 77 - Invasion of Hogwarts (10), Chapter 78 - Invasion of Hogwarts (11), Chapter 79 - Post-War (1), Chapter 80 - Heir of Salazar Slytherin (1), Chapter 81 - Heir of Salazar Slytherin (2), Chapter 82 - Heir of Salazar Slytherin (3), Chapter 83 - Salazar's Heir Slytherin (4), Chapter 84 - Sequels, Chapter 85 - Civil War (1), 86 - Civil War (2), 87 - Civil War (3), 88 - Civil War (4), 89 - Civil War (5), Chapter 90 - Civil War (6), Chapter 91 - Battlefield (1), Chapter 92 - Battlefield (2), Chapter 93 – Conflicts on the Battlefield (1), Chapter 94 – Conflicts on the Battlefield (2), Chapter 95 - The War Intensifies (1), Chapter 96 - The War Intensifies (2), Chapter 97 - The Death of Voldemort (1), Chapter 98 - The Death of Voldemort (2) And end of the first volume.


Chapter 79: Chapter 77 - Invasion of Hogwarts (10)

Inside the barrier, Grindelwald looked at the world engulfed in flames with indifference.

 

"The world I see has no flames."

 

As he said that, shadows fell over the surroundings, and what was once a sea of white fire turned back into a green field.

 

Still holding a massive flaming sword in his hand, Dumbledore smiled and spoke.

 

"How many times can you change reality, Gellert? Five? Ten? Twenty?"

 

Then the man thrust the sword into the grass once more, and in the next instant, everything for dozens of kilometers burst into flames. The once green and lively land turned into a hell of white flames.

 

Dumbledore knew his former lover's Inborn Technique very well; it was extremely powerful and versatile, even more so than his own. But such a powerful Inborn Technique consumed colossal amounts of magical energy with each use. Not only that, the Inborn Technique itself placed a tremendous burden on the host's body.

 

Gellert only smiled and drew his wand. "We'll see who runs out of magical energy first, Albus."

 

Dumbledore furrowed his brow; he assumed they would both use their inborn techniques, but seeing Gellert drawing his wand, he realized something was amiss.

 

Knowing that Dumbledore possessed the Elder Wand, Grindelwald still drew his wand, which was at least audacious.

 

Dispersing the fiery sword, the Elder Wand appeared in Albus's hands.

 

Looking at the legendary wand that was now his, Grindelwald snorted dissatisfied.

 

"If it weren't for that fight on the beach, where you had help from your brother, resulting in the death of your sister, you would never have been able to defeat me and claim the Elder Wand."

 

The Elder Wand belonged to Grindelwald, but due to a minor slip-up, he lost the duel and could no longer wield the Elder Wand.

 

The possession of the legendary wand passed to Albus Dumbledore because he defeated Grindelwald, even if it was only due to a momentary lapse in attention when Dumbledore's sister died.

 

"A tragic day," Dumbledore commented with a sad, solitary sigh, looking at the wand in his hands. Fools would dream of possessing that wand, but he would trade without hesitation that piece of wood for his sister's life.

 

But Grindelwald only mocked the sorrow Dumbledore showed.

 

"A tragic day? You probably used your own sister's life to steal the Elder Wand from me, Albus. Remember, For the Greater Good!"

 

"That's not true, Gellert. I loved my sister; I would never use her like that." Dumbledore wasn't angered by his words, but shook his head and spoke with genuine sadness.

 

"Then you shouldn't have brought her to the duel," Grindelwald sarcastically remarked.

 

"Circumstances led me to bring her, and you know that better than anyone," Dumbledore retorted.

 

But Grindelwald's response wasn't friendly words; it was a cruelly inspired blast of pure magical energy against him.

 

Dumbledore was quick to send another burst of energy, colliding with Grindelwald's magic.

 

With a loud, long hum, the collision of magical powers sent waves of magical energy flying around.

 

Grindelwald made a crescent movement with the wand, sending deadly bolts at dangerous angles.

 

Beams of energy tore through the ground, leaving only destruction behind. Shockwaves and deafening explosions echoed.

 

Dumbledore simply apparated and appeared behind Grindelwald, pointing his wand and not hesitating to cast a "Confringo" and many other nearly instantaneous spells.

 

Grindelwald easily dodged the spell, smoothly moving to the side, and continued to evade each spell thrown at him with a surprising ease that could even astonish the most veteran of Aurors, almost as if he could see the future.

 

Dumbledore knew that Gellert was seeing the future with his Inborn Technique; no matter the spell he cast, the opponent would see it before he even launched it.

 

But Dumbledore knew that the future Grindelwald could see had a limit; when that limit was surpassed, Grindelwald wouldn't react in time to evade.

 

That's what happened in the following moments. Clones of Dumbledore surrounded Grindelwald in the center, and a barrage of spells was launched against the Dark Lord.

 

Grindelwald managed to dodge hundreds of spells at once with almost divine movements, but one in particular, camouflaged by dozens of other spells, managed to surpass his prophetic vision, leaving a lacerating cut on one of his shoulders.

 

Or at least, that's what Grindelwald saw in his future. Without a moment of hesitation, he apparated to a particular clone, and a gigantic dragon made of pure blue flames was unleashed from the tip of his wand, engulfing Dumbledore's real body in an instant.

 

Demonic blue flames spread uncontrollably over the scorched earth, leaving the environment even darker and more burnt.

 

But instead of reducing Dumbledore to ashes, the blue fire dragon was halted by equally strong white flames.

 

A sea of blue and white fire spread around, Dumbledore's long white hair fluttering around the white and blue embers floating in the air.

 

"You dare use fire against me, Gellert..." Dumbledore spoke calmly, waving his wand, and all the fire, including the Fiendfyre, shaped into a blue and white phoenix that flew against its own summoner.

 

"Protego Totalum." With a smile, Grindelwald invoked a sturdy shield in front of him, while moving his head aside, dodging the spell cast by Dumbledore who apparated behind him.

 

"That was very astute of you, Albus." Seeing the Protego Totalum not holding up against the power of Dumbledore's spell, Grindelwald spoke before apparating hundreds of meters away.

 

Manipulating the blue and white fire phoenix, Dumbledore smiled and spoke gently. "We are at war, and war is not won by benevolence."

 

The blue and white fire phoenix dissolved, and a wave of flames covered the entire territory within the barrier. The flames began to spin, making the fire even more furious and full of destructive power.

 

Grindelwald's elegant hairstyle had long since unraveled; his short hair swayed with the furious flames around him.

 

"Since you said that." Grindelwald laughed and spoke. "I'll be a little cruel, Albus."

 

Grindelwald simply pointed his finger and whispered gently.

 

"Inborn Spell Manipulation – The Inevitable Future – Reality Manipulation."

 

Albus Dumbledore felt only a huge danger approaching.

 

The world seemed to slow down before Dumbledore; he gripped the Elder Wand and spun his wrist, a Protego Totalum was erected before him almost instantly, using his last milliseconds, Dumbledore forced his body to the side.

 

At that moment, time returned to normal.

 

Dumbledore only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and looked ahead. The Protego Totalum was destroyed; there was no resistance against Grindelwald's Inborn spell.

 

Dumbledore didn't change his expression as he looked at the blood running down his arm and the huge hole in his shoulder. He used Transfiguration to create fake skin around the wound, stemming the blood, and focused on the fight.

 

"You dodged; I aimed for the head." Looking at Albus still alive, Grindelwald spoke with a tone of regret.

 

He knew he had only one chance to use this Inborn spell, as a second time wouldn't work against the man in front of him.

 

"That was cruel, Gellert. You changed reality in one attack; I almost died just now." Dumbledore spoke with a cheerful laugh.

 

"Yet you dodged; you truly are a monster, Albus," Grindelwald said, still shocked that Albus was alive after such an attack.

 

"I have to retaliate, Gellert, don't die," Dumbledore said with a serious and deadly look.

 

"Inborn Spell Manipulation – The Eternal Flaming Sun – Radiant Sun."

 

This time, Albus didn't condense a sword, but an arrow floating above his hand.

 

When the arrow manifested, a heat intense enough to reduce anything to ashes spread like an extremely hot wave!

 

Within a radius of ten kilometers, the ground turned into magma with only Dumbledore standing atop the sea of molten rock.

 

"This attack carries the temperature of the Sun's radiative zone, all concentrated in a small arrow, an arrow potent enough to destroy anything physical," Dumbledore explained to Grindelwald, who floated in the air.

 

"It was good to see you again, Gellert," Dumbledore spoke as if he were speaking to a dead man. Which, in his eyes, Grindelwald was.

 

Without waiting for his response, Dumbledore launched his attack.

 

There was only a blinding light for a moment, then a deafening explosion echoed, a gigantic white sphere with a red core manifested in the sky.

 

Hundreds of kilometers within the barrier transformed into a world of infernal magma and fire.

 

The entire barrier protecting the surroundings from the attack began to crack but remained standing despite the overwhelming assault from the most powerful man in the world, because Dumbledore managed to control the area of ​​impact, otherwise, this barrier would have already disappeared.

 

When the blinding light ceased, there was no one left inside the barrier except Dumbledore.

 

"Gellert..." Seeing everything empty, Albus showed a sad expression, but soon regained his composure.

 

"Argh!" Dumbledore suddenly groaned in pain and held his injured shoulder, yet he walked towards the exit, leaving behind a world of magma.

 

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Thoughts of the Author: Did Grindelwald die? You don't know, but I do, and I won't tell... hehehe ;D

 

It was hard to write this fight, I like both characters I created, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, defeating one didn't please me, but it was necessary. There will be only one more chapter about the Invasion of Hogwarts.

 

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 78 - Invasion of Hogwarts (11), Chapter 79 - Post-War (1), Chapter 80 - Heir of Salazar Slytherin (1), Chapter 81 - Heir of Salazar Slytherin (2), Chapter 82 - Heir of Salazar Slytherin (3), Chapter 83 - Salazar's Heir Slytherin (4), Chapter 84 - Sequels, Chapter 85 - Civil War (1), 86 - Civil War (2), 87 - Civil War (3), 88 - Civil War (4), 89 - Civil War (5), Chapter 90 - Civil War (6), Chapter 91 - Battlefield (1), Chapter 92 - Battlefield (2), Chapter 93 – Conflicts on the Battlefield (1), Chapter 94 – Conflicts on the Battlefield (2), Chapter 95 - The War Intensifies (1), Chapter 96 - The War Intensifies (2), Chapter 97 - The Death of Voldemort (1), Chapter 98 - The Death of Voldemort (2) And end of the first volume.


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