My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

The notifications from the Mithra Ring continued to ring, and Dumbledore fell into deep thought.

Chapter 1240: Is this Dumbledore's Powder?

There is no way to deal with the current situation; the means at our disposal are insufficient to counter it.

"Completely eradicating the Voldemort virus requires a large amount of magic. It is estimated that it will be successfully collected in 421 days. Until then, please keep your agent Dumbledore sealed."

The Mithra Ring brought good news, but Dumbledore immediately became wary.

"You... can seal me away directly?"

The Mithra Ring quickly answered the question in my mind: "No, according to the basic agreement A4, the Mithra Ring cannot directly inflict hostile damage on life."

Harry Potter, the alternate agent, and his reinforcements will arrive on the scene shortly.

Hearing this, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, but what kind of reinforcements could seal him away?

Nicolas Flamel?

His old friend might have been able to do it if someone had restrained him and he still had the Philosopher's Stone, but now that Voldemort had taken the Philosopher's Stone somewhere, he simply couldn't do it.

Grindelwald?

His words... still retain some power today.

Dumbledore suddenly thought of his old friends and rivals, their figures flashing through his mind. Unlike Dumbledore's ease, Arthas in the real world felt like he'd been screwed.

Dumbledore was truly ruthless; in just over ten minutes, he had used up many of his life-saving trump cards.

Where did Harry go to get reinforcements? Wait, did he go to Nurmengard?

How long are they going to keep dragging this out?! Eren, Geed, help me!

All Arthas wants to say is that showing off is fun for a moment, but it leads to disaster afterwards.

"I'm in danger! Come quick!"

After quickly sending a request for help in the team channel, Geed immediately imitated Harry Arthas's behavior and rushed out of the auditorium.

The professor guarding the Great Hall, who hadn't been able to stop them before, instinctively wanted to grab them back, but remembering Dumbledore's instructions, he ultimately hesitated.

What if Voldemort catches these students if I leave?

In contrast to Geed, Harry and his reinforcements arrived at the scene first.

Having regained some control of his body, Dumbledore looked at the reinforcements not far away and had a look of utter disbelief.

"Aberforth, what kind of outfit is this? Brother, I don't remember you being like this!"

Still quite affected, Dumbledore couldn't control his emotions and instinctively shouted. At that moment, behind Harry was Aberforth Dumbledore, Dumbledore's younger brother, who was wearing the Andromeda Cloth.

Aberforth had no affection for his brother and raised his hand to control the chain, aiming it at Dumbledore's right foot.

"If it weren't for you, how could I possibly wear this sacred garment?"

Aberforth snorted coldly with a grim expression, while Arthas immediately covered his eyes with his hands, making an expression like a mask of pain.

Damn it, I can't bear to look.

“Harry, I misunderstood you. It’s so strange. It’s not you who’s strange, it’s the world.”

After casually casting a Steadfast spell on Aberforth, Arthas said from the bottom of his heart, "So Dumbledore really is a Phoenix Saint after all."

Now that their younger brother has arrived at the scene wearing the Andromeda Cloth, which has been identified as a creation of astrological concepts, what's there to doubt?

"You guys...are you cosplaying?"

Arriving at the scene in a hurry, Geed was completely dumbfounded by what he saw. At that moment, Dumbledore's expression changed and he hurriedly said, "Quick, I can't hold on much longer!"

Aberforth, knowing the situation was serious, immediately used the Nebula Chains to try and bind Dumbledore.

"Hehehehe, my foolish little brother, what makes you think that your ridiculous chains can defeat me?"

The mimic personality regained the upper hand, and Dumbledore tore off the chains binding him, letting out a burst of maniacal laughter.

"Cry, scream, and then die! That's enough, my foolish brother. You're weak. Why are you so weak? Because your hatred isn't deep enough! Hehehehehehehe!"

Dumbledore laughed wildly, and Aberforth was now certain of one thing: the man before him was probably indeed seriously ill.

"Nebula Chains!"

"Phoenix Wings Soaring Through the Sky!"

Both sides shouted simultaneously, and the fiery phoenix clashed fiercely with the chains. Before Dumbledore's raging flames, Aberforth's chains were as helpless as paper touching fire.

"Jed, help Aberforth!"

Although it was unclear why the battle had inexplicably turned into a Saint Seiya war, Arthas was still able to see the big picture at this point.

Both I and Geed are big spenders, so while we can't win in the long run, we can hold off Dumbledore for a while with all the items we have.

Geed nodded and took out his own forged Sword of the Emperor. The next moment, the two of them rushed towards Dumbledore from the left and right, each carrying Sword of the Emperor and Frostmourne respectively.

"This is the ultimate Nebula Chain!"

Aberforth used all his strength to activate the power lent to him by the Mithra Ring. Aberforth knew a little about the ring, but he never expected it to have such outrageous power.

Dumbledore, outnumbered, was caught off guard when he was bound by Nebula's chains while fighting Arthas and Geed alone.

At the same time, Dumbledore himself, who had been suppressed before, exerted his influence again, affecting the mimic personality.

Seeing this, Harry could not contain his anger and rushed forward to punch Dumbledore.

However, it was precisely because of this mistaken punch that the battle situation reversed again. With one punch, the mimic personality sensed the danger from the outside world and regained the upper hand.

The others were still unaware that the mimic personality had gained the upper hand. Geed and Arthas were dumbfounded by Harry's punch, while Aberforth burst out laughing: "Good, as expected of the savior!"

His relationship with Albus Dumbledore could hardly be described as good.

"Next, go to the other dimension to repent!"

Harry used another power granted to him by the Mithra Ring to prepare to banish Dumbledore to another dimension.

However, the mimic personality, having regained the upper hand, would not sit idly by. Faced with the current situation, the mimic personality broke free of the Nebula Chains and charged towards Aberforth.

Harry's Other Dimension was activated at that moment, and Aberforth was used as a shield by Dumbledore to block the attack.

However, the next moment, Dumbledore suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Chapter 1241: Hurry to Nurmengard and invite Grindelwald

"Is this power still too much for my body to handle right now?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dumbledore glanced around, then transformed into a fire phoenix and soared into the sky, disappearing from the area.

The rain stopped at this moment, and the corpse of the heroic Voldemort dissipated into spiritual particles.

Looking at the mess around him, and remembering that Dumbledore might return at any moment, Arthas shouted without hesitation, "Go to Nurmengard and fetch Grindelwald!"

In this world, if anyone could rival Dumbledore, besides Voldemort, it would probably only be Dumbledore.

A few minutes later, Arthas frowned as he learned the gist of what had happened from Harry.

I never expected Voldemort to have this trick up his sleeve. The Voldemort virus is something we must be wary of. Who knows if killing Dumbledore will cause the virus to spread to the person who killed him?

Near the Hogwarts Tower, while everyone was pondering how to guard against Dumbledore, Xia Qing took the initiative to approach Voldemort, one of the rarest legendary wizards of this era.

In Nurmengard, the relentless downpour outside the window disturbed the consciousness of the aging legendary dark wizard Grindelwald.

"Dumbledore killed Dumbledore? Why would I have such a strange dream?"

Grindelwald, startled awake from his bed, frowned and muttered to himself that a wizard of his caliber had already reached a level that some ordinary wizards could never achieve in their entire lives.

Precognitive dreams?

For some reason, Grindelwald suddenly thought of the power that belonged to the Animagus or spiritual beings who could foretell the future.

"This is not a dream, but reality."

A hoarse voice sounded from the doorway, and a man dressed in a black robe, whose face was covered with miniature cosmic constellations, appeared before Grindelwald.

A powerful dark wizard.

This was Grindelwald's first impression of the suddenly appearing mysterious wizard, and the mysterious wizard, looking at the first Dark Lord before him, introduced himself:

"I am Herpo, Herpo Hermes, the current and only agent of the Hermes Ring."

Grindelwald stared directly at Herby, and after a moment of silence, his voice rang out: "Hermes... what is your purpose in seeking out an old man like me who doesn't have much time left?"

Dumbledore's affairs were now on Grindelwald's mind.

"An old man with little time left? Don't worry, you won't be for long. My purpose in coming here is to ask the Dark Lord to come out of seclusion and fight Dumbledore again."

Xia Qing had no idea that Grindelwald in front of her had truly fallen into complete silence and become a cripple. She needed to use the Dark Lord to fight the Dark Lord, and at the same time, Grindelwald was one of the keys to fighting an even stronger enemy in the future.

"There is no dark wizard as powerful as you among the saints."

Without agreeing or disagreeing, Grindelwald carefully examined Halpert's aura for a moment and said with certainty.

The two black wizards seemed to possess a unique aura that only the other could discern, and in that aspect, the other far surpassed him.

In the HP world, dark magic has an irreversible effect on the body. One of the outward manifestations of this effect is an aura that is difficult for ordinary wizards to recognize, but which dark wizards can easily identify.

When Xia Qing was creating the character of Haierbo, she added a lot of this kind of "temperament" that could actually be artificially created.

"How about this excuse: I've long admired the Dark Lord Grindelwald?"

Xia Qing, disguised as Helbo, spoke bluntly in a voice devoid of emotion. The next moment, Nurmengard fell silent again. Grindelwald stared intently at the starry sky on Helbo's face, trying to discern something.

......

You can't tell at all.

The first Black Mage, who was extremely skilled at manipulating people's minds, chose to give up. The guy opposite him was like a puppet, his body did not tremble at all, and he did not even breathe.

Moreover, the... rather mysterious-looking thing on their face made it impossible for me to see their true expression.

Silence spread through Nurmengard until Grindelwald finally broke it: "So, what is it that you truly desire?"

“What I want is not something that needs to be kept secret, but the collapse of the Mithraic Ring, and the knowledge of the Mithraic Ring.”

Helbo made no attempt to conceal his purpose, and Grindelwald, upon hearing the unfamiliar name, immediately asked, "The Mithra Ring? What's that?"

"The four founders of Hogwarts may have learned something they shouldn't have known through some channel. They imitated that unknown thing and forged an alchemical artifact called the Mithra Ring."