Hogwarts: Dumbledore reigned over the wizarding world

Chapter 48 Phoenix
The next moment, Vaughn fired another "Expelliarmus" attack.

The black-robed man's armor spell collapsed instantly, but this short period of time was enough for him to prepare a counterattack. The moment the armor spell collapsed, his magic wand also emitted a red light.

But to his surprise, the red light shattered into sparks right in front of Vaughn, and an armor spell that looked more skillful than his blocked his attack.

"Except your weapons!"

"Except your weapons!"

Under the protection of the Level 4 Iron Armor Charm, Vaughn continuously released spells, and red light cut through the dark corridor, forcing the man in black robe to panic.

No one knew how shocked he was.

Because of Vaughn's proficient spells, and also because of Vaughn's abundant magical power, which is almost equivalent to that of an adult wizard.

The black-robed man, who was forced into a state of panic by several consecutive "Expelliarmus" attacks, let out a deliberately distorted and sharp cry: "I'm sorry, Master, help me!"

The moment he finished speaking, the faint and hoarse hissing sound that had disappeared before sounded again in the corridor.

Another strange magical power awakened in the black-robed man.

It was so clear that just a ripple-like wave spread out, causing the faint magical flame on the wall to suddenly turn pale.

It's as if everything is fading.

The man in black robe was screaming and wailing, as if someone was torturing him and also - controlling him!

Harry hissed in pain again.

The horrific scene from a moment ago reappeared, this time even more intense, leaving only a distorted halo outline in Harry's eyes.

He saw the terrifying figure and raised his wand!

Vaughn's expression was more serious than ever before.

"…Voldemort…"

If it weren't for Harry and Hermione, he wouldn't even meet them now, not because of fear, but out of habitual caution!

He has never been afraid of anyone!
All sorts of complicated thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Vaughn faced the terrifying "black-robed man" and used all his malicious thoughts to shout out the spell:
"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

There was no light, no sound of breaking through the air, only a silent and incomparably vicious spell that created ripples in the air.

In Harry's hazy vision lying on the ground, everything was like a slow motion movie. He saw Vaughn cast the spell he had never heard of. The spell dragged ripples in the air and sharply pierced through the "black robe man's" armor spell and entered his shoulder.

He saw the "black-robed man" roaring, and the tip of his staff lit up with an unprecedented green light:
"Avada——"

He also saw that after Vaughn cast the spell, he immediately took out a fiery red feather from his pocket and threw the feather into the air just before the "black-robed man" finished the spell.

Swing the stick and light it!

"—Kendawa!"

Green light and flames bloomed at the same time and collided!

Fawkes sensed that someone was calling him at Hogwarts. The moment he Apparated, before he could react, he saw a pale green light filling his eyes.

This is probably the worst thing in the world, right?
Fox recognized the green light and this question subconsciously emerged in his mind.

Then it made a "crackling" sound, and all the feathers on its body exploded.

He fell to the ground with his butt, and turned into a bald little chicken...

At the same time, another huge magical power was rapidly approaching from below!

Dumbledore!

The "man in black robe" also sensed it. He let out a completely different roar, one of fear and anger, but still decisively covered his shoulders and turned into a puff of black smoke, fleeing in panic.

Only then did Vaughn, who had already rushed into the Charms classroom with Hermione and Harry the moment the phoenix feathers were lit, finally breathe a sigh of relief. He was grateful for his caution in informing Ron before coming up.

Thanks Fox!
It was not until this moment that Vaughn realized... his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the hand holding the wand was trembling slightly.

Unlike his previous experience of easily killing trolls, this was his first time fighting a wizard.

The opponent is the famous Dark Lord... Voldemort!

Even though it's just a battle-damaged version...

He subconsciously ignored Quirrell, the guy was useless.

Sitting on the ground and gasping for breath, Vaughan looked at the still limp Harry and Hermione, whose face was pale but eyes were bright. He was in no mood to blame them.

The professors will do it for you.

He looked at the corridor outside the door and saw Fox sitting naked on the ground. His eyes were dull and he seemed to be still immersed in this sudden misfortune.

Vaughn crawled over and held it in his hands, saying gratefully, "Thank you, Fox. I knew you would come."

Fox finally came to his senses and stared at Vaughn in disbelief, his short pink beak trembling.

If it could speak human language, it would have cursed out loud long ago.

Is this something a human could do? Why was he so mean, coming here immediately after sensing a call? He suddenly wanted to turn back time, to the day when Vaughn picked up his feathers. That day, he stood proudly on the scaffold, watching Vaughn treasure his fallen feathers, secretly mocking this poor, weak little wizard.

If it could go back to that day, it would definitely kick itself and then sit on Vaughn's head and peck him madly!

At this moment, a ball of white mist flew up and gathered in an instant. Dumbledore landed and hurried to Vaughan.

The old man looked hurried, his blue eyes quickly looking at Vaughan, the dazed Harry, and Hermione, and found that all three were fine.

He took another look at the corridor that was in ruins due to the flying spells and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he saw Fox, who had already achieved nirvana, in Vaughn's palm...

Dumbledore's lips trembled.

……

"I can't believe it. How could there be such reckless children like you? Two of you skipped the dinner party, sneaked out to play, and encountered a troll. Two of you discovered that your friend was missing, but you didn't tell the prefect or the professor, but went to look for him yourself."

"you……"

In the headmaster's office, Professor McGonagall clutched her chest and breathed deeply to calm her excitement.

Vaughan, Ron, Harry, and Hermione stood obediently in front of her. She had been scolding them for more than ten minutes, but what made Professor McGonagall angry was that none of the four showed any guilt or remorse.

Vaughan looked around, Ron's face was flushed, and Harry looked dazed and dazed, only occasionally glancing at Vaughan and the other professors. It was unknown what he was thinking. Even Hermione, who was always well-behaved and disciplined, was rarely distracted.

Snape was also distracted. He stared at Vaughan with lifeless eyes. No one could guess what he was thinking.

Until Dumbledore called his name: "Severus, you and Filius clean up the troll's body. Our dear Vaughan blew off its head. Blood is flowing everywhere. The scene is very tragic."

Professor Flitwick nodded and left the office with a silent Snape.

Dumbledore then instructed Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, please take Harry, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger to Madam Pomfrey for a checkup... Oh, and Professor Quirrell who is lying in the Great Hall."

Professor McGonagall, still furious, finally stopped scolding. Just as she was calling for them to leave, Dumbledore said, "Vaughan, you stay."

Professor McGonagall hesitated.

She met Dumbledore's blue eyes, but ultimately said nothing.

Ron dragged the dazed Harry along, followed Professor McGonagall with his head held high. Hermione looked at Vaughn worriedly, and only when Vaughn nodded at her did she reluctantly follow him.

(End of this chapter)