I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 567 The Goblin’s End

Irving stood in the center of the hall, surrounded by an indescribable aura of majesty and power.

He slowly raised the Phoenix Crystal Wand.

As he focused his mind, an immense and ancient magical power, originating from antiquity, began to surge forth from his limbs and bones, converging into a torrent that ultimately flowed into the magic wand that shimmered with a mysterious light.

In an instant, an invisible storm seemed to rise in the hall. Owen's robes fluttered wildly in the wind, and his long hair was thrown into the air by the force, like a galaxy, displaying an otherworldly beauty in the interplay of light and shadow.

At that very moment, Owen waved his wand without hesitation, and dozens of milky-white orbs of light streaked across the sky like meteors, striking the other goblins around the hall.

A miracle occurred. Under the illumination of the orb of light, the first fairy suddenly and violently spat out a series of dazzling spirit flowers. The flowers were pink and delicate, emitting a faint fragrance, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Immediately afterwards, more fairies began to spit out flowers, and the entire hall seemed to be enchanted, quickly transforming into a sea of ​​flowers.

The pink flowers blanketed the entire hall, not only beautiful and moving, but also imbued with a peculiar spiritual power. In this sea of ​​flowers, those with reason seemed to sense a strange connection; they could faintly hear the voices of the departed from among the pink petals—voices that were either gentle pleas or heartfelt laments, filling the entire hall with a subtle sadness and longing.

As time went by, the horns on the fairies gradually disappeared, and the fear and pain in their eyes also dissipated.

Although the body still appears extremely weak.

They supported each other, their eyes shining with the light of rebirth, filled with gratitude and awe for Irving.

After doing all this, Owen slowly stood up, his eyes cold and deep, scanning the surroundings of the hall before finally fixing his gaze on the goblin king, who was now pale and had a look of madness in his eyes.

In his extreme excitement, a sliver of vitality burst forth from the withered and decaying body of King Legnac XVII.

His voice trembled, almost pleadingly, as he said to Owen, "Quickly—I'll give you anything, any treasure in my treasury, including the legendary Gryffindor sword. Save me—let me live!"

Upon hearing this, Owen's lips curled into a contemptuous smile, then he said sharply, "Shut up! The Gryffindor sword belongs to Hogwarts."

"No—that was the fairy's treasure, stolen by the wizard," the king argued.

To fairies, the rightful owner of anything is its maker, not its buyer. Everything a fairy makes rightfully belongs to them.

The buyer only has the right to use it during their lifetime.

If the buyer dies, the fairy has the right to reclaim the item.

The Gryffindor sword, however, is a legendary weapon, possessing magical powers.

It can be permanently strengthened and can absorb things that can strengthen it.

For example, snake venom—the Gryffindor sword couldn't destroy Horcruxes before. It was only in his second year that Dumbledore used the Gryffindor sword to kill the Basilisk, and the sword absorbed the Basilisk's venom, after which it gained the ability to destroy Horcruxes.

The goblins had tried to steal this treasure when Godric Gryffindor was alive, but they failed.

"The Sword of Gryffindor belongs to Godric Gryffindor, the founder of Hogwarts—the materials and cost of the sword were all paid for by Gryffindor himself. You goblins merely acted as its forgers," Hermione said sternly.

"And—" she said, a hint of mockery in her eyes, "it's now uncertain whether the forging techniques you fairies use even belong to fairies at all!"

With such a vast ancient ruin underground, Hermione couldn't believe that the goblins had only obtained the technology for artificial life forms from it.

"To say that the Gryffindor sword belongs to a fairy—that's the most outrageous statement I've ever heard."

"Alright." Owen raised his hand, indicating to Hermione that there was no need to waste any more words on this greedy king. He said directly, "If you want to live, listen to me obediently. Remember, your life is now in my hands."

Then, Irving repeated the orders he had given to the fairy Frans verbatim.

At this moment, the Fairy King was like a drowning man grasping at a last straw; how could he dare to resist or hesitate in the slightest?

What Gryffindor sword—what ancient ruins—what treasures? He didn't care about any of it—nothing was more precious than his own survival.

He immediately ordered the newly healed fairy nobles to carry out Owen's orders, while keeping a close eye on Owen with eager eyes, fearing that he might suddenly change his mind.

"Hehe—" A meaningful smile appeared on the boy's lips.

He knew perfectly well that he would not easily cure the king at this moment. After all, the ominous sign was a knife hanging over King Legnac XVII's head, and only if this knife remained high in the air would he not cause trouble.

"Sirius—" Owen called out, then whispered a few words in Sirius's ear.

Sirius Black heard this and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. He nodded and left the royal palace as swiftly as an arrow.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

“I’ve sent Sirius to guard the entrance to the Eternal City,” Owen explained to Hermione, turning around. “I’m worried that some of the misled traitors might escape.”

"You two stay here. Perhaps the traitor will become desperate and try to kill the king."

"Yes." Hermione and Koyatl nodded.

As for Owen—he had the fairies in the main hall first find a fairy in charge of the breeding area.

He has some guesses he needs to ask.

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The operation to apprehend the traitor was swift.

As Owen had guessed, only a minority of the fairies were bewitched by the Outer God. Although the ominous signs on them were not affected by the Outer God, the sheer number of fairies meant that most of them, caught off guard, were quickly captured.

However, a few cunning traitors managed to escape, their escape route heading straight for the entrance to the Eternal City.

The fairies sent people to pursue them.

With Sirius Black already there, it seems these traitors won't be able to cause much trouble.

About two hours later, the royal court was filled with a busy yet solemn scene. The arrested traitors were brought here one by one, lined up densely, and the air was thick with tension and unease.

Irving didn't waste any words; without the slightest hesitation or delay, he immediately began the interrogation.

For the ordinary goblin researchers who were not directly involved in the rebellion, Owen used a quick and efficient method—the Legilimency Spell.

As for the fairies bewitched by the Outer Gods, Owen adopted a more cautious strategy. He was well aware of the risks of directly casting spells, especially given the precedent set by Koyatl, and he dared not be careless.

If spells don't work, then we'll have to resort to potions.

He did have some truth serum. The quantity was very small, only a small ampoule, enough for at most one fairy.

With the help of the fairy Frans, Owen poured the precious amount of truth serum into the main person in charge of the breeding area, a fairy named Charlie with a photographic memory.

Irving then began the interrogation.

As the truth serum took effect, Charlie's face gradually turned pale and contorted, and he could no longer hide his true identity and purpose.

First of all, the other party is not a fairy loyal to the fairy kingdom.

Instead, he was an inside agent of the Fairy Brotherhood.

Their purpose was just as Owen had guessed: to transform all the fairies in the entire fairy kingdom into "Children of Omens".

But to everyone's surprise, according to the Brotherhood of Fairies, the embryo possessed by the Outer God in the cultivation area was not brought by them. Rather, it was the work of scholars from the Fairy Kingdom, who had only discovered the secret by accident.

The fairies, led by Frans, vehemently denied this, insisting that it was all a conspiracy by the Brotherhood and had nothing to do with them.

Of course, words are not enough. After Irving directly used the Divine Intervention to chant the incantation, the truth quickly came to light.

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In the following days, the fairy kingdom began to return to peace.

Owen naturally didn't have time to stay here and lift the curses off every fairy; that was something Rocher's Magical Disability Hospital could handle.

Viktor's alchemical magic tool—a Muggle-like MRI machine—is far simpler to remove the "Omens" from fairies than it was to remove them from Italian infected individuals, because the "Omens" on fairies do not have the ability to transform people into "Children of Omens," but are more of a curse.

It is naturally easier to handle.

As for the ancient ruins beneath the Eternal City.

To be honest, the magical world is already short-handed.

The main problem is that we can't spare any trustworthy people. We're in a time of war, and the struggle against the Death Eaters has reached a fever pitch. We simply can't find a group of scholars who understand ancient runes to come here.

These things can only be discussed after the war ends.

When do you plan to leave?

After dealing with the fairy, Owen and the others returned to England.

We obtained a lot of information from the Fairy Brotherhood, but the most important of all was about Koyatl's background.

"In a few more days."

In the chapel of Thornfield Castle, young wizards are gathered together, discussing plans for the future.

"I'll go with her," Ron said.

"Hmm—that works too," Owen said after thinking for a moment. "The war in Europe hasn't reached New Zealand yet. There shouldn't be any danger there."

As he spoke, Koyatl suddenly looked at him.

With a sincere look in his eyes, he asked, "Did you already guess that?"

"More or less." Irving nodded calmly. "I had a suspicion when I saw that embryo in the culture area."

"Silver hair and red eyes—more importantly, there aren't many people or bloodlines in this world who can bear ancient magic—only the Weasley family and Zhang Xiaolin and a handful of others are known to exist. As for me—you know my grandmother once collaborated with the Fairy Brotherhood, and she would never allow her bloodline to be used as a test subject by fairies."

Taking all this information into account, a picture gradually formed in my mind. After much deliberation, the most likely answer is you, Koyatl. Or rather, the Stuart family.

Owen calmly said that he made the connection the moment he saw the embryo, but without evidence, he naturally dared not make a definitive statement. However, after peering into the memories of many fairies, Owen was quite certain that his guess was correct.

"Why did Quetzalcoatl choose you? It certainly wasn't because of your personal will or anything like that—after all, you were just a fetus in your mother's womb at that time. So it can only be because of bloodline."

"As I said before, the founder of Ilvarmoni Magic Academy, Stewart, had a wife, Iso Thale, who was a direct descendant of Salazar Slaterlin."

Although the Stuart family has been passed down for generations, Salazar's bloodline is now very thin.

But you are different—your bloodline has reverted to its ancestral form, which can be confirmed by the Salazar's wand you hold and your ability to speak Parseltongue.

"So I speculate that someone in the Fairy Brotherhood transferred your bloodline to the Fairy Kingdom. The Fairy Kingdom must have been researching Stuart's bloodline all these years."

"That fairy deserves to die," Koyatl said bitterly.

Irving glanced at her.

After learning the truth in the Fairy Kingdom that day, Koyatel killed all the fairies involved in the plan.

It can only be described as cruel.

If it weren't for the fact that the Fairy King's life was in his hands, a battle would have inevitably broken out.

But what she did was understandable. How could such deep-seated hatred—the pain she had endured and the deaths of her brothers and sisters in the experiments—be easily erased?

If these things happened to him.

Then the fairy race would no longer exist in this world.

Therefore, Irving won't say anything grandiose like "for the greater good" or "to win over the fairies to us."

Even Hermione chose to avoid seeing it and not being disturbed.

"Harry, what are your plans for the future?" Hermione asked, frowning slightly as she sat on a chapel bench before quickly changing the subject.

"Me?" Harry's eyes were full of confusion. "I...I want to go to Godric's Hollow. To see my parents."

"I'm going with Harry," Ginny said quickly. "Hermione, what about you?"

"Me?" Hermione turned to look at Owen. "I plan to spend some time studying those stone tablets unearthed from the ancient ruins of the goblin kingdom. They should contain some information we need. Besides that, establishing contact with Hogwarts is also important. Among those young wizards forced to return to Hogwarts, there are bound to be some who want to rebel. We need to contact them, train them, and make them our allies so that we can sneak back into the castle at the right opportunity."

(End of this chapter)