Gravely Wounded, Newly Recovered

For the remainder of the Easter holiday, Skylar stayed at Ella Cottage, where he was cared for by five maids in shifts.

Skylar's injuries were severe. He had already suffered great damage to his body by first casting the Life Sacrifice spell, and then he was struck by Morgan's full-force palm strike. The evil power attached to the palm strike seemed to possess the power of decay, enough to reduce anyone's body to ashes.

Fortunately, the defensive power of the Supreme Robe on Skylar's body absorbed more than half of the force of the blow, and Skylar's physique was far superior to that of ordinary people, or rather, far beyond Morgan's prediction, which is why he was able to survive that blow by sheer luck.

Even so, Skylar felt that his magical meridians and internal organs had been severely damaged to varying degrees. Even with the treatment of the Holy Light Spell, it would probably take at least twenty days for him to fully recover.

Although Skylar narrowly escaped death in this battle, the gains were substantial. First, he completely wiped out the remaining forces under Morgan's command—neither the Shadow of the Magic Dragon nor the Demonic Dragon Chaos posed any further threat. Morgan le Fay, like Voldemort, finally became a lone wolf.

Secondly, they used the memories in the captured Nimue's mind to successfully occupy Avalon Island. Before the fierce battle, Morgan le Fay went to great lengths and hardships to finally find the key from North America and break the seal to enter the island, but he never expected that everything he did would ultimately benefit Skylar.

Upon entering the island, Sarf successfully located the "Evil Dragon Heart," sealed within a dragon-shaped altar. This magical crystal, resembling Dragon's heart, contains a vast amount of evil and violent magical energy, presumably a legacy left behind by the ancient Hell Dragon Emperor.

According to Skylar's speculation, if this power were used on Morgan and Nimue, both descendants of the Dragon Emperor Bloodline, it would most likely be enough to allow them to break through their limitations and re-enter the level of Grand Sorcerer.

However, for others, this treasure is somewhat useless. The power within the Evil Dragon Heart is too malevolent for ordinary wizards to use. If they were to rashly absorb its power, their souls would be overwhelmed by the malevolent energy within.

Regardless, preventing Morgan le Fay from obtaining this treasure and returning to his peak would be a valuable victory for Skylar.

[Obtained "Evil Dragon Heart"!]

On the same day she returned to Britain, Sarf took a carefully prepared Polyjuice Potion, disguised herself as Nimue, and set a clever trap to lure Madam Zabini from the Shafiq Manor, which was hidden by the Fidelius Charm, to an abandoned manor.

As soon as she stepped into the ambush site, she was immediately subdued by the three who had been lying in wait— Sarf, Night Cat, and Gadelle. Sarf's "Snake Binding Technique wrapped around her limbs like a noose, and Madam Zabini was unable to move even before she could pull out her wand.

Soon after, she saw Red Night and Nimue, who were also imprisoned in the Coiling Dragon Dungeon.

Red Night and Nimue's magic was sealed, their bodies were covered with terrible wounds from whipping and needles, their ashen faces were lifeless, and their empty eyes had long lost the will to live.

Seeing the two men's miserable state, Madam Zabini instantly realized that the Shadow of the Magic Dragon had reached its end. Apart from its leader, Queen Morgan, the entire organization had been wiped out, and there was no hope of turning the tide.

As Morgan's most trusted confidants and trusted lieutenants, Red Night and Nimue's combat strength, mental strength, and willpower were definitely no less than Madam Zabini's own. She also understood that her capture this time would probably soon lead her down the same path as her two former colleagues.

Under Gadelle's cold and skillful torture spell—the pain that lingered between her soul and her nerves made her feel as if she were being skinned alive every second. She screamed, struggled, and cursed until her voice became hoarse and her eyes glazed over.

In just three days, Madam Zabini completely collapsed.

Inside Ella Cottage, Skylar sat lazily in an armchair, quietly gazing at the scenery outside the window.

Judging from his calm expression, his spirit had long since recovered, but his body was still so weak that he needed someone to help him get out of bed and walk. Without physical strength, he couldn't even cast the simplest Lumos.

At this moment, he was like a Muggle had completely lost his physical strength, with nothing to do but think.

As the wooden door creaked open, Gadelle stepped into the room with a cold expression and said in a deep voice, "Master, Gadelle have fulfilled my mission and have completed the training of Madam Zabini. From now on, she will be loyal only to you."

Behind Gadelle, Madam Zabini crawled on all fours, swaying her plump hips, following Gadelle's steps, slowly making her way to Skylar. The once noble and proud lady had lost all dignity; she raised her head, her eyes filled only with fear and fawning.

Skylar merely extended his palm slightly, and Madam Zabini immediately lowered her head, her beautiful face gently pressed against Skylar's palm, slowly caressing it. Her movements were alluring yet refined, as docile as a mother cat nestled at her master's knee. She dared not look up, nor even speak, only expressing her submission and obedience in this silent manner.

Skylar thought to himself, "This is impressive."

Although Madam Zabini wasn't a combatant, as the head of the intelligence group for the Shadow of the Magic Dragon, her mental fortitude and willpower couldn't be lacking. Moreover, judging from her magical power, it was at least at the level of an elite Auror. To tame her to the point of being as obedient as a pet in just three days was something Skylar himself couldn't do.

It can only be said that Gadelle does indeed have a unique talent for this type of magic.

"Well done, Gadelle." Skylar's lips curled into a slight smile as he spoke softly. "You certainly haven't disappointed me. It seems the House of Lestrange's hereditary magic has a worthy successor."

"Master, Gadelle flatter me. Everything I have today is a gift from you," Gadelle said, bending down to gently kiss Skylar's cheek. She then respectfully added, "Zabini has provided the complete list of spies from the Shadow of the Magic Dragon. Please give us your instructions for the next move, Master."

Madam Zabini's romantic life was far from simple. She had seven husbands from wealthy families, all of whom died mysteriously shortly after their marriages. She inherited all of her deceased husbands' estates, accumulating a staggering amount of wealth that is almost unimaginable. If Skylar's own later wealth is not included, she would probably be even richer House of Malfoy.

Furthermore, as the leader of the Flower Group of the Shadow of the Magic Dragon, even though all the combat personnel she could use in the Flower Group have now perished, she still possesses the Shadow of the Shadow of the Magic Dragon's spies and intelligence network, making her an extremely valuable figure.

"Raise your head, Zabini," Skylar commanded. Madam Zabini remained prostrate on the ground, but trembling, she raised her head. Her large, watery eyes were misty with tears, but couldn't hide the panic deep within her pupils. Skylar's long, slender fingers gently stroked her smooth face as he spoke softly, "Don't worry, you are Blaise's mother. I won't harm you. As long as you are truly loyal to me, you have nothing to fear, understand?"

Mentioning her son, Madam Zabini trembled, her back tensed, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. She let two streams of tears flow down her cheeks, letting out a low sob, like a frightened little animal.

At the same time, her voluptuous body reacted involuntarily, her neck stiffly nodding as if out of control. Under Gadelle's training, Madam Zabini was not allowed to speak without Skylar's permission.

"Very good." Skylar chuckled, his fingers cupping her chin, gently but irresistibly pulling her closer. She obediently moved her knees, clumsily crawling to his feet, her head lowered, resting on his lap, like a spoiled little kitten.

Skylar's fingers gently combed through her hair, his movements slow and deliberate. Madam Zabini's trembling gradually subsided, and a reassuring warmth rose from the depths of her heart, replacing her previous fear. Involuntarily, she rubbed her cheek against his knee, like a pet seeking comfort, her eyes revealing ecstasy and longing.

"From this day forward, you are my servant. My organization is called the Sleeping Dragon Society, and you will serve as one of the Seven Dragon Fangs, codenamed 'Black Widow.' Now, you may speak."

After speaking, Skylar gently patted her head. Zabini reluctantly moved off Skylar's knees and knelt before him again. She looked up at Skylar intently, her eyes filled with adoration and affection, and whispered, "Understood... Master."

Then, Sherlin nodded to Gardal, who then drew her wand and planted the Sleeping Dragon Mark on Lady Sabine. This was not only to ensure her loyalty, but also a symbol of her status as a member of the Sleeping Dragon Society.

With Black Widow's addition, the last member of the Seven Dragon Fangs has been found. The Sleeping Dragon Society's overall structure is now complete.

Black Widow acquires "Servant"!

[The complete "Sleeping Dragon Society: Seven Dragon Fangs"!]

[Acquisition of the House of Zabini fortune!]

Skylar explained his subsequent arrangements and plans.

The Sleeping Dragon Society will take over the intelligence network controlled by Black Widow and integrate it with the Reverse Scale's system, but the two will maintain independent management authority— Black Widow will continue to control her original intelligence network, and her status will be equal to that of the Reverse Scale.

The two entities can collaborate within their respective areas of responsibility, but they do not interfere with each other. Their subordinates and informants are only responsible to their respective leaders. This arrangement is quite similar to the mechanism of "Eastern and Western Depots" established in ancient Eastern countries, which on the one hand creates a system of checks and balances, and on the other hand stimulates healthy competition.

There was another reason for subduing Madam Zabini--

Just as Reverse Scale possesses the rare abilities of the Animagus insects, Madam Zabini also possesses the unique abilities of an outstanding intelligence agent. She is a natural Legilimens, able to easily read the thoughts and feelings of those around her. This is why she has always been able to cleverly win the favor of men, marrying seven husbands who are incredibly wealthy.

This ability alone is enough to make her one of the Seven Dragon Fangs. Didn't you see that even the legendary tyrant Grindelwald treasured Queenie Goldstein Goldstein's abilities?

At the same time, Skylar also took over the spies planted by the Shadow of the Magic Dragon within the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic.

The Order of the Order of the Phoenix's spy is Hestia Jones, a young witch with jet-black hair and rosy cheeks. In the original books, she doesn't have many scenes; all that's known is that she was a member of the "Advance Guard," who once escorted Harry from the Dursley family to Grimmauld Place, making her one of the core members of the Order of the Phoenix.

The Ministry of Magic's informant is Mafalda Kirke, an assistant in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, responsible for sending notices to wizards suspected of violating the International Statute of Secrecy or the Act on Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards. Harry received warnings from her twice. Although of low rank, she works for Umbridge and has easy access to information about the actions of the Ministry of Magic's higher-ups.

It must be said that the layout of Shadow of the Magic Dragon is truly ingenious.

But by now, these two pieces are dispensable to Skylar. After all, Thousand Charms holds a much higher position in the Order of the Order of the Phoenix than Jones and has access to far more secrets. As for the Ministry of Magic, needless to say, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the Department for the Control of Fantastic Beasts, and the Department of International Magical Cooperation have long been thoroughly infiltrated by Skylar, and he has also gained the support of Mrs. Edgecombe in the Department of Magical Transportation.

Of course, you can never have too many sources of information.

[Hestia Jones, the "undercover agent," wins!]

[Undercover agent Mafalda Kirke wins!]

Skylar's injury is healing faster than expected.

On the night before the end of the Easter holiday, in a dimly lit room, Skylar lay pale on the large bed. All his injuries had healed and he was no longer in any serious condition. However, he was still recovering from his severe injuries and needed time to restore his mental strength, physical strength, and magic.

Sarf, Savannah, Natalie, Gadelle, and Katarin all stayed by Skylar's side. Lately, they had been serving Skylar wholeheartedly, and their relationship with Skylar had subtly transcended that of master and servant.

Just then, with a crackling sound, Kreacher, the House Elf of the House of Black, suddenly appeared, his face grave.

"Master Malfoy," he bowed, "Harry Potter just contacted Grimmauld Place via the Floo Network to inquire about Sirius Black's whereabouts. As you instructed, I have already told him that Sirius Black is not home."

Skylar's gaze sharpened, his expression becoming calm and profound.

"It's here after all..." he murmured softly, as if everything was under his control. He slowly propped himself up, leaning against the headboard, his tone resolute. "This means Voldemort has already made his move, using illusions to lure him to the Department of Mysteries to rescue someone. It seems I no longer have time to rest and recuperate."

He looked sharply at Kreacher: "In one hour, inform Sirius Black about this and have him lead the Order of the Phoenix to rescue Harry —it's a trap; the Death Eaters are already lying in wait there."

"Yes, young master, this old servant understands." Kreacher bowed respectfully, then Apparition away.

The room fell silent for a moment.

"The moment of final battle has finally arrived." Skylar leaned back against the headboard, gazing at the ceiling as he murmured, his voice devoid of fear, instead revealing a premeditated composure. "I should get going."

"But... Master!" Kneeling by the bedside, Sarf could no longer hold back, her eyes reddening. She gently stroked Skylar's pale cheek, tenderly placing a kiss on his face, as if afraid he would disappear forever. "Your injuries are far from fully recovered; if you were to go into battle again..."

Before she could finish speaking, her voice was already trembling with tears.

Savannah's hands unconsciously clenched into fists. Her usually icy composure remained unchanged, but a hint of unease flickered in her eyes. "Master, I understand your decision, but I don't approve of you taking this risk... Ultimately, this is a battle between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters; we have no reason to absolutely go."

Natalie, Gadelle, and Katarin stood not far away, silent but with worry in their eyes. They had all witnessed the ferocity of Morgan's battle; Skylar had already sacrificed himself for victory. Now, still wounded, he had to face the infamous Voldemort. Even with his extraordinary strength, there was no guarantee that nothing would go wrong.

However, their relationship with Skylar as master and servant was far less intimate than the previous two, so they could only choose to remain silent.

"Have you all forgotten?" Skylar smiled slightly, a smile tinged with weariness yet also confidence. "I won't go to the battlefield unprepared."

He held out his hand. "Latifa."

Latifa stepped forward, presenting an ancient, tall, golden goblet filled with a thick, silvery-white liquid that shimmered faintly. A faint smell of blood quietly permeated the room.

"Unicorn blood..." Savannah frowned, almost speaking up to stop them, but ultimately remained silent.

"No need to worry," Skylar explained calmly, "This is Hufflepuff's Cup, which can neutralize the curse power of Unicorn blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

In an instant, his skin glowed with an eerie red light, and mysterious patterns appeared all over his body like flames, as if ancient incantations were reviving within his flesh and blood. The next second, a crimson lotus mark quietly bloomed in the center of his forehead, as alluring as blood and as fiery as flames.

Hufflepuff's signature technique - Creation Regeneration!

An extremely rich life energy rapidly circulated through his limbs and bones, nourishing every cell. His previously weak aura quickly expanded and returned, and every inch of power within his body was completely awakened.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the women, Skylar slowly stood up, his figure as upright as ever.

"Don't worry," he said, looking at them and enunciating each word clearly, "This time, I will return victorious."