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75.7% Return of Salazar Slytherin / Chapter 162: 162- Ravenclaw Lures the Snake Out of Its Hole

章 162: 162- Ravenclaw Lures the Snake Out of Its Hole

"The bases of the organization I manage are..." Vigo reported a string of addresses expressionlessly.

Although her strength is mediocre, she is a wizard who has merged with the divine bone and has the hope of comprehending a certain field. In addition, her family has been high-ranking members of the secret society for generations, so Vigo knows a lot of information about the secret society and hence the Secret Order.

Soon, she handed over the three bases under her management and the list of more than ten trusted people to Rhys and Ravenclaw. Unfortunately, she could not tell the location of her family.

"Shall I go find these little rats?" Looking at the list in his hand, Rhys thought he could work harder and visit the secret order's bases several times overnight.

Ravenclaw agreed.

"In fact, even if we don't do anything. The cute little ones from the Secret Order will keep coming to Hogwarts because we have the remains of the three of them." Ravenclaw pointed at Vigo, who was standing not far away and had a dull expression due to the effect of the truth serum.

All three of them carry the remains of false Gods, and the remains of Vigo and Sagittarius are treasures inherited from their families. If they are lost in Hogwarts, the leaders of the Secret Society will be so heartbroken that they can't breathe. In addition, with the complete remains of the false God in Dumbledore's collection and the Gryffindor "God-killing" sword they covet, the Secret Society will definitely continue to try to infiltrate Hogwarts.

Then Rhys and Ravenclaw don't need to do anything, the people from the Secret Order will line up and come to them.

But in this case, it is questionable whether Rhys should clear out the strongholds controlled by Vigo.

"Do you have any other plans? I will definitely alert the enemy once I take action." Rhys wanted to ask Ravenclaw if she had any other plans. If she did, she should tell him as soon as possible to prevent him from accidentally ruining her good thing.

"After the three of them disappear in Hogwarts, the Secret Order will surely be alerted. It's just a matter of time. If you go too late, those people will be transferred and the base will be abolished."

Ravenclaw's meaning was also very straightforward.

She suggested that Rhys act as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late.

"Also, I don't think the people from the Secret Order will rashly send people to investigate - even if someone else comes, it won't be a high-level cadre who has merged with the divine remains." Rhys said to Ravenclaw before leaving.

Rhys guessed that this action was probably instigated by the families behind Sagittarius and Vigo, with the purpose of gaining some credit for the two pillars of the family.

But who would have thought that a person who had comprehended the domain and two wizards who had merged with the divine bone would be killed in Hogwarts at the same time, without even being able to escape.

After suffering such a loss, the Secret Society would never send anyone to Hogwarts to die without certainty. At most, the people from the Sagittarius and Vigo's families would send some pawns to spy on the whereabouts of the two families' divine remains.

"I think the next focus of the Secret Order's actions should be on Voldemort." Rhys gave his own judgment.

"Voldemort? The Dark Lord who caused so much trouble a few years ago? I remember he claimed to be your descendant." Ravenclaw heard a familiar name from Rhys, and after careful recollection, he found out that it was the Dark Lord who had been very troublesome in recent years.

Rhys's face darkened.

"I have never acknowledged that he is my descendant. He is nothing but a ridiculous person who pretends to be my ancestor!"

If time could go back, Rhys would never adopt the child named Gaunt.

He and his descendants, I don't know how much trouble they have caused themselves!

Looking at the rather exasperated Rhys, Ravenclaw couldn't help laughing: It's not easy to see Salazar losing his composure like this.

"We can use Voldemort as bait to lure the members of the Secret Order out of their hole." After teasing her old friend for a while, Ravenclaw got to the point. "The members of the Secret Order will not be so naive as to think that a mere Voldemort and his insignificant remnants can contain Hogwarts. They will definitely give Voldemort a lot of support and even turn Voldemort into their puppet force. Then we can deal with both parties at the same time."

Ravenclaw thought that since the people of the Secret Order wanted to use Voldemort, they would have to find a way to resurrect him first.

In that case, she and Salazar could just wait and see, and after Voldemort and the people of the Secret Order joined forces, they could close in and wipe out both forces together.

As for whether the merger of the Secret Order and Voldemort's forces would make them too powerful to be controlled, Ravenclaw thought this idea was hilarious.

Salazar had already tested the Secret Order's people tonight and found them to be nothing. And Salazar wasn't even strong in his child-like body. As the days go by, he will only return to his old self.

No matter how many came, they would be nothing to Salazar.

The four of them were best at fighting in groups, using the few to defeat the many. Slytherin in particular was a one-man army who had defeated Jörmungandr by himself.

If the secret society is only at the level of Capricornus, then they'd better forget about it. No matter how many people come, they won't be enough for him to defeat.

"Do you plan to set off now, or do you want to wait a little longer? The longer we delay, the more this girl's intelligence will become invalid." Ravenclaw pointed at Vigo who was standing aside, indicating that if Salazar wanted to take action, he'd better speed up.

Rhys thought for a moment and decided that he couldn't leave the castle through the main gate. The reason was simple. Outside the castle, a centenarian was cleaning up the mess left by Capricornus! If he left the castle now, the chances of being affected were not small.

At this moment, the rain outside the castle had stopped. After taking Vigo into the dungeon, Rhys immediately withdrew his domain to avoid affecting Dumbledore's performance.

So when Dumbledore arrived at the scene, what fell from the sky was just ordinary rain, and the meat ball, which had lost the suppression of the Rhys field, also revealed its hideous face.

It began to "grow" rapidly.

Tentacles grew out of the flesh ball one after another and inserted into the grass. The land where the tentacles penetrated first became dry, then the grass on it withered, and the small insects in the soil also began to die in large areas.

The originally fertile land gradually turned into a desert.

In contrast, the volume of the meatball began to expand little by little, and it was savagely absorbing all the nutrients it could reach.

Looking at the ball of flesh in front of him, Dumbledore's expression became extremely solemn.

"Reducto!"

"Confringo!"

"Bombarda Maxima!"

"…"

After using six or seven spells in a row, Dumbledore still failed to destroy the strange and evil meat ball. Facing Dumbledore's attack, the meat ball was just passively chopped into several pieces by the spells and shattered by magic, with no desire to fight back at all.

But a shocking scene appeared. The shattered meat ball did not die, but turned into small meat balls, continuing to absorb nutrients from the soil in a draining manner.

Pieces of "desert" began to appear on the lawn outside Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore gave up the idea of ​​using ordinary spells. He sighed and said: I can only try the latest spell I have learned.

The next moment, a raging fire ignited on Dumbledore's body.

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章 163: 163- Divine Fire Domain

The flames engulfed Dumbledore, and even from several meters away, the intense heat was palpable, distorting the air around him. Yet, in the very center of the blaze, Dumbledore felt no discomfort whatsoever.

On the contrary, he only felt warmth, a pleasant heat that dispelled the chill that had clung to his robes from the earlier rain.

Dry, comfortable, and perfectly tailored to his skin, his robes hugged him with an unusual ease.

Unlike last time in his office, Dumbledore was now outdoors, where he could let loose and fully expand his domain without restraint.

With a loud "whoosh," the fireball swelled, expanding dozens of times over, and engulfed a nearby mass of flesh.

In the next moment, the mass ignited, emitting a foul stench as it burned.

Dumbledore watched everything unfold with a calm expression, intently sensing the nuances of this newly mastered magic.

This spell felt different from any spell he had learned before.

Typically, once a spell was cast, his connection to it was limited, and even if he could still control it, there was always a distinct separation between himself and the spell.

But this time, it felt as though he had become the spell itself.

His intuition told him that visually, he still appeared as the elderly figure at the center of the fireball, yet, in reality, he was the flame itself. The figure at the center was like a mere peanut shell—visible yet only a small part of the entire entity.

In his hundred years of life, Dumbledore had never encountered such a wondrous spell.

He didn't know its name—it could be a brand-new spell of his own invention, or perhaps an ancient, long-lost enchantment...

But that didn't matter. Now that the spell was fully unleashed and in action, Dumbledore had found the perfect name for it—

[Divine Fire Domain]

Unlike his previously most powerful fire spell, Firestorm, this Divine Fire Domain had lower energy consumption, a longer duration, and a higher ceiling of potential power.

The only downside was a slightly longer activation time compared to Firestorm. However, once initiated, the spell would expand autonomously, similar to Fiendfyre, though with the difference that Divine Fire Domain was much more controllable, giving Dumbledore a sense of complete mastery.

An ordinary Fiendfyre spell of similar magnitude would be far harder to command.

As he immersed himself in the experience of his Divine Fire Domain, Dumbledore allowed it to expand, encompassing every scattered piece of flesh around him, leaving none untouched.

The flesh masses twisted and burned in the flames, their volume shrinking rapidly.

Driven by a survival instinct, they began to scatter in all directions, attempting to escape the fire. But Dumbledore wouldn't allow it. The flames shifted continuously, following the flesh wherever it moved, enclosing each piece within. At the same time, he carefully restrained the domain's size, preventing it from becoming too conspicuous.

However, even with Dumbledore's utmost efforts to minimize the domain's visibility, it still drew considerable attention.

The rain had stopped, and Fudge emerged from the lounge with a large group of wizards. One bearded wizard was the first to notice the unusual phenomenon on the horizon.

"Why is there a red glow flickering in the sky over there?"

Fudge lifted his head and looked in the direction the wizard had indicated. He could see a faint red hue flickering in the night sky above Hogwarts Castle.

More and more wizards noticed the shift in the night's colors, and eventually, an experienced wizard pinpointed the cause.

"It's a fire! Could it be that the forest is burning?"

The Forbidden Forest on fire?!

The thought alone startled Fudge.

Hogwarts' Forbidden Forest was a treasure of the British magical world.

It was home not only to various rare magical creatures but also to numerous rare and precious magical plants, many of which might only exist there. The Forbidden Forest was invaluable.

He quickened his pace toward the dim red glow on the horizon, with the other wizards hurrying alongside him. Some were intent on helping put out the fire, but others held darker expressions, with different intentions brewing in their minds.

Some began connecting the fire with Dumbledore's recent departure.

If, just maybe... at a moment when Hogwarts was already overwhelmed with crises! Rumor had it that Hogwarts held treasures amassed over centuries, an endless library of books, and a Forbidden Forest filled with magical creatures like a living trove of riches...

A fiery red glint appeared in the eyes of more than a few of them.

If Fudge had been a capable leader, he would have escorted the group of wizards off the school grounds before addressing the fire. But, being of only average aptitude, he quickly lost his composure in the face of such chaos and failed to consider the hidden risks in his actions.

By the time the group with their concealed intentions reached the lawn outside the castle, everyone was stunned by the sight before them: Dumbledore, surrounded by flames, was controlling an enormous fireball large enough to cover the entire Quidditch pitch.

The fireball spun effortlessly around him, with about a dozen small "lumps" desperately struggling within it.

Those wizards with ulterior motives broke out in a cold sweat: could it be that… those things in the fire were… a person's flesh?

Noticing the wizards within the school drawn by the commotion he had caused, Dumbledore turned his head, a kind smile on his face. "I'm terribly sorry for disturbing everyone. No need to worry; it's just a dark wizard trying to fish in troubled waters."

A wave of polite responses arose from the crowd, with comments like "Haha," "Then we're relieved," and "Professor Dumbledore's fire magic has truly reached new heights."

"The hour is late. Would any of you care to stay the night in Hogwarts Castle?" Dumbledore's expression remained gentle, like a grandfather inviting his grandchildren to spend the night. But as his gaze swept over the wizards behind Fudge, not one dared to meet his eyes, not even Fudge, who was drenched in a cold sweat.

Dumbledore appeared so vigorous and youthful! Given his display tonight, who could believe he was over a hundred years old?

After hearing Dumbledore's implicit suggestion to leave, none of the wizards, except for a select few who were genuinely on good terms with him, dared to accept.

Stay overnight at the school?

No way, not after seeing that "dark wizard's flesh" trapped within that massive fireball!

So, the visiting wizards all took their leave, exchanging goodbyes with Dumbledore, who waved them off one by one. During these exchanges, Dumbledore's hands never stopped moving, and the terrifying fireball continued burning the meat-like lumps inside.

Some of the smaller ones had already turned to ash.

As Cornelius Fudge led the wizards away from Hogwarts, Dumbledore turned his full attention back to the lumps that had yet to be completely incinerated.

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