Barbarossa
At this moment, Skylar's brain was like an overclocked computer, meticulously listing dozens of possibilities in his mind within a few seconds, and eliminating them one by one within a few seconds.
This is within the Hogwarts grounds, where Dumbledore is based, and it possesses countless ancient protective magic spells. Even though the number of outsiders on campus has increased compared to usual due to the Triwizard Tournament, not just anyone can easily sneak in.
Not to mention, the Durmstrang, where Skylar was located, is one of only two Ghost Ships in the world. Its defensive mechanisms and naval combat capabilities have allowed it to roam the seas for centuries, leaving the Ministry of Magic around the world helpless.
According to Karkaroff, this great ship was built in the 10th century by Nalida Vokanova, the Founders and first principal of Durmstrang. Later, in the 15th century, it even received assistance from a team of alchemists serving the Holy Roman Empire, who spent a great deal of imperial resources to carry out numerous improvements. Finally, the renowned female alchemist, Earl Barbara of Oettingen-Oettingen of Oettingen-Oettingen, personally imprinted the ship with Water Mirror Teleportation Magic.
The massive ship was equipped with at least six hundred spells for security and defense, making every corner virtually impenetrable. Karkaroff even proudly stated that the ship's defenses were comparable to those of Hogwarts or Nurmengard. Since its construction, countless powerful dark wizards had coveted it, but it had never been breached or infiltrated by outsiders.
It is impenetrable to ordinary outsiders.
Not Eleanor.
It's not Karkaroff.
Not any other Durmstrang student.
Voldemort in his prime was able to infiltrate Nurmengard, so he naturally had the ability to infiltrate this ship, but now he was just a dying, remnant soul; Dumbledore certainly had the ability as well, but he had no motive to deal with him, and using a young female student who had just come of age to carry out a honey trap was not his style.
After eliminating all the impossibilities, the remaining options, no matter how absurd or ridiculous they may sound, will undoubtedly be the closest to the truth.
Skylar gently rubbed his forehead, shook his head helplessly, and revealed an extremely bitter smile.
Here we go again, here we go again, here we go again! What's wrong with this world? What did he do to offend anyone? Why does he always run into trouble wherever he goes?
Skylar simply wanted to make some investments, have a few beautiful girlfriends, and acquire some prestigious titles to boast about to his descendants, while also maintaining the family's honor. Aside from Voldemort, who stood in his way, he never wanted to cause any trouble. So why did trouble always seem to find him?
Skylar sighed heavily, and in the blink of an eye, the wand appeared in his hand, as fast as if it had always been there. As he raised his arm, the wand pointed to the only source of light in the room, the round porthole with a curtain hanging over it.
"Should I be happy, or unhappy...?" A piercing glint flashed in Skylar's eyes as he coldly said, "I wonder what honor I, Skylar, have to meet Your Majesty, the one who is rumored to be forever shrouded in mystery, leaving only a name and legend—"
"The legendary Ghost Ship captain of the Flying Dutchman, the leader of a Pirate Family alliance that dominated the seven seas, and the emperor crowned with the title of the modern-day 'Pirate King'—"
"Lord Barbarossa, the Pirate King."
A figure slowly emerged in the dim light. It was a tall, burly man with bronze skin, short, greasy black hair tied in a small braid, and wearing a short-sleeved, close-fitting leather vest. His exposed arms and face were covered with numerous tattoos.
"How did you know it was me?" The man readily admitted his identity, his English tinged with a strong United States accent.
Having confirmed his opponent's identity, Skylar's expression grew increasingly solemn. This man had a terrifying record of defeating dozens of elite Auror at United States a century ago. What was even more frightening was that his personality, the magic he was good at, his fighting style, his magical power level, and other information were all mysterious and unknown. Everything about him was like being hidden in a fog, and no one had ever known about him.
If it weren't for the fact that the head of the Carrow Family had given Skylar a list of Pure-blood families connected to Walpurgis, Skylar might never have even heard of his name.
The Pirate Family is a very special Pure-blood families. It is actually an alliance of several Pure-blood families from Europe and America, so they do not have a unified surname. The seven seas are ruled by seven Pirate Lords, and the strongest of the seven will inherit the title of "Pirate King".
"The Durmstrang will not be my enemies," Skylar said calmly, three rings materializing from thin air on the fingers of his right hand holding his wand, each emanating an invisible magical fluctuation under the infusion of magic. "The two wizards who have now ascended to the Grand Sorcerer are also unlikely to be on this ship at this moment. Therefore, in this world, there is only one person capable of boarding this ship without alerting anyone—"
"You also possess a Ghost Ship, and you know Ghost Ship defensive weaknesses inside and out, allowing you to easily breach Ghost Ship defenses."
"So," Barbarossa's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "That a traitor has appeared in the organization, revealing my existence, and that you already know about my relationship with Walpurgis."
"Tsk tsk," Skylar chuckled, "Truly worthy of the name Walpurgis. To be able to recruit the first families of France and Germany to serve them is already an eye-opener, but now even Pirate Family is willingly submitting to them. I can't help but wonder if—"
Skylar's voice suddenly turned cold, "After defeating you, the real boss will have to step in personally?"
Barbarossa gently shook his head. "You have no chance. Although you saw through the trap, you should have known that in this confined space, I would never allow you to escape alive."
Skylar frowned. Judging from his expression, he was completely disregarding him. Based on the strength he had displayed in the Triwizard Tournament, even an elite Auror wouldn't underestimate him so much. Could it be—
No way?
Besides Voldemort Dumbledore, is there a third Grand Sorcerer in the world?
Just as Skylar was still pondering the other party's meaning, Barbarossa snorted coldly, and his magical power surged forth. Under Skylar's observation with his Magic Eye, Barbarossa's magical power was like a raging sea, with terrifying waves rising steadily until it stopped near the threshold of Grand Sorcerer. He was actually at the level of a Quasi-Grand Magister!
A quasi-magician, that's about the same level as Armand II, but firstly, the body he possessed at the time, Draco's, limited his performance, and secondly, he held back in battle because he was worried about harming Skylar's body. The enemy before him doesn't have the same concerns, which means this battle will be even more difficult than before.
However, at the same time, Skylar had just acquired Sarf's innate abilities and formed a magical contract with her that allowed them to share magic power. In other words, Skylar was now much stronger than he had been before.