Back to School

Amelia took a deep breath, regaining the aura of the iron-blooded chief officer who commanded respect throughout the entire magical law enforcement system.

She immediately turned and gave orders to her four trusted guards (actually pirates whom Skylar had previously subdued): "You four—personally escort Dumbledore and Grindelwald to St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. There must be no mistakes."

Her tone was firm and left no room for negotiation. "Tell the person in charge there to arrange the top-notch treatment team, monitor the entire process, and forbid anyone from interfering."

Four guards obeyed the order and immediately rushed to the temporary treatment area to move the two legendary wizards, who were covered in wounds and almost unconscious. The battered Dumbledore opened his eyes slightly on the stretcher, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded gently. Grindelwald's face was pale, but he still maintained his usual coldness, only his eyes showed a hint of weariness.

Fudge was not entirely in favor, but circumstances forced him to act against his will. His trusted lieutenants were all absent, leaving him without the confidence to speak. In his view, Dumbledore's severe blow and his public association with the internationally wanted criminal Grindelwald presented a rare opportunity for him to have an excuse to uproot Dumbledore's influence.

According to the Ministry of Magic's long-standing tradition, the Order of the Phoenix has never been legally recognized; in reality, it is an illegal organization operating in a gray area, and the identities of most of its members have always been a mystery. At this moment, almost all the surviving members of the Order of the Phoenix are exposed to the light of day, and the thought that these are the very people who have been supporting Dumbledore makes Fudge wish he could put them all on the wanted list.

Otherwise, once Dumbledore returns to his peak, his good days will probably be over.

After the two were taken away, the remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix on the battlefield began to prepare to leave one by one.

Molly, Arthur, Bill... everyone who persevered to the end was exhausted.

They supported each other and silently Apparition away, including the trio who had come with Harry and Ginny.

The shadow of war still loomed over them, but at this moment they were too exhausted to argue or get entangled any further.

Fudge seemed to open his mouth instinctively, but ultimately said nothing.

But the members of the Order of the Phoenix didn't even glance at him.

Carrying their wounds, exhaustion, and deep heartache, they vanished into the night sky as ripples of magical energy.

Fudge stood there, clenching his fists, feeling embarrassed and helpless.

Skylar approached.

His cloak fluttered in the wind, but his expression remained calm, as if he had suppressed all intense emotions. He nodded briefly but solemnly to Amelia: "Auntie Leah, we have to go back to school. We'll leave this place to you."

Amelia looked at him with a complex expression. Judging from Scrimgeour's report, the young man before her was already strong enough to rival Grand Sorcerer, or even surpass him. She had recognized Skylar's potential a long time ago and poured a lot of resources into him, but she never imagined that Skylar's growth would be so rapid and so astonishing.

Her face remained expressionless, but her heart tightened involuntarily. It wasn't just shock, but also a subtle sense of apprehension that she herself didn't even realize.

"Thank you all so much for tonight," she said softly. "Go and get some rest. You've all been holding on for far too long."

Skylar nodded slightly, saying nothing more. He simply raised his hand, gesturing for Daphne, Morrie, Cho Chang, and Susan behind him to follow.

Although the four girls were covered in dust and their magic was almost completely depleted, they still appeared incredibly determined behind Skylar.

The magic beneath Skylar's feet rippled outwards, spreading out like waves. Five figures were drawn by the same stream of magic, their outlines gradually blurring before turning into specks of light and silently dissipating into the air.

Apparition without any sound.

Those in the know understand what this means.

Amelia and Scrimgeour stared in the direction they had disappeared, exchanged a heavy glance, and remained silent for a long time.

As night deepened, the faint echoes of Parseltongue reverberated deep within the Secret Passage of Hogwarts.

The Chamber of Secrets, was brightly lit at this moment, with eerie green flames dancing on the stone walls, casting constantly stretching and Transfiguration shadows.

The air was thick with tension, anxiety, and unspoken fear.

Phoebe paced back and forth, her long, silver-gold hair disheveled with anxiety, her fingers constantly twisting the edge of her cloak.

Sarf leaned against the serpentine pillar, her Snake Eyes slightly narrowed. She appeared calm, but the dark purple magic swirling around her fingertips betrayed her inner turmoil and unease.

Little Astoria sat to one side, hugging her knees, her eyes red-rimmed, but she stubbornly refused to cry. Beside her were various Potions bottles, ready to be used in any situation.

Luna, meanwhile, looked up at the ceiling, her expression still serene.

But that dreamy smile of the past has vanished without a trace.

Dressed in white, Latifa was specially summoned from Ella Cottage by Sarf in case there was a need for her to provide medical assistance.

The air vibrated slightly, as if someone had struck a bell on the water's surface.

In the next instant, five beams of light suddenly lit up in the center of the Chamber of Secrets.

Phoebe was the first to react. "Skylar! Girls!"

She rushed forward, but stopped abruptly upon seeing the state of the five people, covering her mouth with her hand.

Skylar was pale, his shoulders covered in burn and tear marks;

Daphne was almost completely exhausted from the magic; she could barely stand even leaning against the wall.

Morrie's eyes remained vacant, as if his soul was still trapped on the battlefield, clearly because his mind had not yet fully recovered from the extreme strain after unleashing his ultimate technique.

Phoebe's eyes immediately welled up with tears. "My God—what have you all been through?"

Skylar closed his eyes briefly. "Today... everyone was pushed to their limits."

The Chamber of Secrets was so quiet that only the disordered breathing of the group could be heard.

Astoria could no longer hold back, and she rushed over, crying, to hug Daphne's hands. "Sister... are you alright? What happened?"

"The enemy is stronger than I anticipated..." he said wearily. "Not only have Voldemort and Morgan le Fay arrived, but also Anubi from Egypt, Yan Feng from China, and Barbarossa who roams the seven seas—"

"Five demon lords?" Astoria covered her mouth. With her family's deep-rooted knowledge of magic, she was no stranger to these five names. These were internationally wanted criminals with notorious reputations for many years, who had stirred up a bloody storm in the Wizarding World of different regions.

"That's not even the worst part," Skylar said, a hint of seriousness flashing across his face. "The mastermind behind the Knights of Walpurgis — the Vile Herpo from Greece— has also made his first appearance, and his strength..."

Skylar hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Extremely... terrifying... even in my Celestial State, I would have had difficulty withstanding that final, ultimate technique he unleashed."

"What? Even you couldn't stop it?" Sarf exclaimed, her face full of disbelief.

Sarf knew better than anyone how terrifying Skylar's Celestial Realm was. In terms of magic power alone, it was a level that surpassed even that of Grand Sorcerer.

Although Herpo's magic power is at most at the level of Grand Sorcerer, his bloodline power is purer and deeper than Skylar's, and he is also proficient in ancient and unknown magical techniques, which Skylar lacks.

"Alright, enough talk, let me treat you first!" Latifa interrupted the conversation and, with the help of the others, lifted the five injured people onto a comfortable bed. Then she began to cast a spell to give the five people a detailed examination.

As milky-white magical halos lit up, the five people's complexions improved considerably. The other four women even thoughtfully fed them bottles of magic replenishment potions and mental recovery potions.

While Daphne, Morrie, and the others were still recovering, Skylar took the opportunity to explain to the girls who remained in the Chamber of Secrets everything that had happened to them that night in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic.

Only then did the girls realize just how terrifying the hidden strength that Walpurgis had revealed for the first time truly was— Mummy Three-Headed Dragon, Underworld Warriors, a Chinese Corpse Hou... these terrifying creatures that had previously only existed in legends appeared one by one in the world.

"We must discuss what will happen next," Skylar spoke first, his voice still weary but as steady as iron.

"In this battle, the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix suffered heavy losses, their strength severely depleted." Daphne frowned. "They can no longer hold the front lines."

"Yes," Skylar nodded. "This means the Sleeping Dragon Society has lost its last strategic buffer. We can no longer hide behind the scenes; we must confront the enemy lurking in the shadows."

Sarf crossed her arms, her snake-like eyes narrowing slightly. "You've already seen their next move, haven't you?"

Skylar raised his eyes, his expression calm and clear. "They will definitely come to Hogwarts."

The Chamber of Secrets fell into a deathly silence.

Phoebe took a light breath. "Because... the Prayer Wheel Portkey?"

"That's right." Skylar tapped his finger on the table. "The Cliff City is their real target. If they want to get in, they must first obtain this special Portkey. And as far as I know, there are only two left in all of Great Britain."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "The one in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic has been destroyed. The last one remaining—is at Hogwarts."

Luna's eyes widened, and she whispered, "So... they'll definitely come."

"It definitely will," Skylar said, his tone as cold as ice, "And it will be faster than we imagine."

Skylar couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. He hadn't expected the story to ultimately return to the main plot of the original work— the Battle of Hogwarts.

However, this time will be different, because Hogwarts is the home ground of the Sleeping Dragon Society!

Chapter Ninety-Three: Back to School Brings a Surprise. Click to unlock now.