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The massive body of water and Wild Flame crashed violently into each other.

Under Moody and Anduin's control, the water and flames took the forms of various giant beasts, tearing at each other in midair. The battle grew more and more intense, and its reach continued to expand.

Before long, a vast area beyond the Magic Barrier was covered in water and fire. Even the air more than ten meters above the ground was no exception.

The wizards of Ilvermorny couldn't help staring in stunned amazement at the spectacular sight.

Was this really a pursuit of a thief, and not a duel between legendary wizards? Did they really have to fight this fiercely?

"Is this thief a little too powerful?" one of the school's wizards exclaimed. "He's already stronger than most Aurors in the French Ministry of Magic, isn't he? Who on earth is he?"

"Would anyone come looking for trouble at Ilvermorny without a few tricks up their sleeve? And from the looks of his outfit, he seems a lot like those bounty hunters who operate on the fringes of morality!" the well-traveled professor in charge reminded them.

"A bounty hunter? So there's a chance someone put him up to this?" one of the staff members speculated.

"That's not impossible!"

"Who would want to make an enemy of Ilvermorny?"

"Could it be the Purifiers? They've been pretty active lately, haven't they?"

Somehow, everyone's guesses about Anduin's identity took a sudden, inexplicable detour.

Now they were all wondering whether today's farce had been orchestrated by some mysterious organization, and whether it might even be part of some grand conspiracy.

Only the professor in charge shook his head helplessly and turned his attention back to the duel.

"By Isolt and James, Mr. Moody is far too dedicated. He hasn't hesitated for