Which Master (Bonus Chapter)

"Finally, I can fight without restraint." Skylar rubbed his wrist, which was gripping his wand, and sighed softly.

"Whirlwind!" Skylar waved his wand rapidly, and several streams of air simultaneously arose around Skylar. Skylar air currents intertwined and merged, instantly spinning into four tornadoes that swept outwards and in all four directions.

"I'll show you when to hide!" Skylar sneered. At the same time, four orbs of light appeared behind him, each a different color: red, blue, yellow, and green, illuminating the area within ten feet of him.

The bushes were knocked down one by one by the tornado, and a Black Shadow leaped out of them with incredible speed. He shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" and a green light shot towards Skylar, clearly determined to Killer.

With a powerful swing of Skylar wand, Schelling uprooted two large oak trees, which then crossed in front of Skylar, blocking the Killing Curse's attack.

"Whirlwind!" Skylar drew a small circle with his wand and used the Wind-Spinning Vortex Curse again for another attack. A gust of wind with a loud whooshing sound swept up the leaves of the two fallen oak trees, each leaf gleaming with a sharp luster as it Black Shadow.

The hissing sound of flying leaves cutting through the air like knives filled the air. The Black Shadow couldn't dodge in time and was cut by several leaves, leaving bloodstains on the ground.

At the same time, the Black Shadow revealed its true form.

He was probably a young man in his early thirties, but he lacked any youthful vigor and instead appeared listless and even wrinkles were beginning to appear at the corners of his eyes. His facial features were very similar to Mr. Crouch's, but his skin was an unnatural paleness, almost like the Vampire Skylar had seen in the Transylvania castle. He had a few freckles on his face, and his light blond hair was messy.

"Barty Crouch Jr. Crouch.," Skylar whispered the name, "Are you here to kill your father?"

Barty Crouch Jr. paused for a moment when he heard his name, but when he heard the next sentence, he immediately lost control of his emotions, "He is not my father! I don't have such a father!" His eyes were filled with hatred, as if he were talking about his father's killer, not his blood relative.

"From a young age, he taught me the nobility of Pure-blood and the honor of the family..." he said through gritted teeth, "But when things went wrong, he wished he didn't have me as his son. His cold eyes in the courtroom said it all; he wanted nothing more than to send me to Azkaban!"

"Very good," Skylar nodded. "He's still useful to me. If you want to kill him, you'd better do it quickly. Just a heads up, Dumbledore will be here soon."

"I can't beat you," Barty Crouch Jr. said coldly, "But I'll ask you one question now: are you going to stand in the way of Master's plans?"

"Master?" Skylar smiled knowingly. "May I ask which master you're referring to?"

Barty Crouch Jr.'s face changed drastically, and he shouted coldly, "You... what do you know!"

Skylar was adept at seizing the moment when the enemy was distracted to launch an attack, and this time would be no exception.

In the instant that Barty Crouch Jr. was distracted, one of the orbs of light behind Skylar suddenly exploded, bursting out with a dazzling light. In the instant that Barty Crouch Jr. subconsciously covered his eyes with his hand, a silent and invisible Stunning Spell quietly struck him. Barty Crouch Jr. Barty Crouch Jr.'s body stiffened, and he fell straight backward.

Skylar swiftly stuffed Crouch and his son into the Suitcase Space, then cast an Invisible Phantom Charm on himself. To be on the safe side, he also activated the invisibility and concealment functions of the Supreme Robe, carefully hiding in the bushes only after ensuring everything was in order.

When Dumbledore and Harry arrived, the devastated clearing only bore the marks of a fierce battle; everyone had vanished without a trace.

Dumbledore frowned deeply, drew his wand and waved it lightly, uttering the phrase "Trace Revealing Charm." A large amount of golden powder shot out from the tip of the wand, swirling and scattering across the open ground around Dumbledore. Two different kinds of golden footprints appeared on the ground, along with the marks of an Avada Kedavra and two Wind-Spinning Vortex Curse.

Dumbledore crouched down, examining the footprints and magical traces. He examined them very carefully, not missing a single detail, such as the length, depth, and angle of the footprints, and the same was true for the magical traces.

"Professor, can you tell what happened here afterwards? How is Malfoy?" Harry looked at Dumbledore, who hadn't said a word, and couldn't help but break the silence to ask. Harry had to admit that he didn't like the aloof and somewhat hypocritical Malfoy, but after all, Skylar had covered for him, and Harry was essentially a simple and kind person; he genuinely didn't want Skylar to suffer any misfortune.

"Malfoy is alright. The only Killing Curse cast here didn't hit its target." Dumbledore's blue eyes gleamed with an inexplicable light. "This means that regardless of who Malfoy fought, neither of them ultimately died. My deduction is that Malfoy must have successfully repelled the attackers."

"Malfoy..." Harry bit his lip with a complicated expression, finally unable to hold back his question, "Professor, is Malfoy really that strong?"

At Hogwarts, everyone idolized Skylar, including his best friend Hermione, which made him uncomfortable—had they all forgotten that he sacrificed his parents to save the world? And that in his first year, it was he who stopped the Mysterious Man to steal the Sorcerer's Stone and resurrect the dead?

"Harry," Dumbledore looked at Harry with a scrutinizing gaze, "He's different from you; he was born with powers that others don't possess. But Harry, I think you understand that everyone is unique. You're no less than him; in fact, I believe you're stronger than him in some areas. All you need is more experience."

"Let's go back to the castle first. I reckon Mr. Malfoy is already waiting for me in my office."

After the two left, Skylar Dobby with his mind, then used Apparition to return to his bedroom in the castle first, before slowly walking to the Headmaster's Office.

As soon as Skylar approached the Gargoyle statue guarding the Headmaster's Office, the Gargoyle jumped aside to let Skylar pass.

In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore sat behind his desk, scrutinizing Schelling with sharp eyes. He didn't use Legilimency on Schelling, simply because he knew it wouldn't work. Back in Schelling's first year, he had demonstrated impressive Occlumency, and at the Christmas Ball, he displayed astonishingly resilient willpower, managing to defend himself against Miss Monroe's advances.

It can be said that unless Skylar did so willingly, no one in this world could read his memories and thoughts.

"Skylar, shouldn't you tell me what happened?" Dumbledore's voice was unreadable, yet it exerted an immense, invisible pressure on Skylar.