Final Battle

Large numbers of Order of the Phoenix members rushed to Hogwarts, dragging young wizards out of class and packing them up onto the Hogwarts Express.

At the castle gate, Voldemort's python was tied to a pyre, supposedly a medieval antique brought out by Nicolas Flamel.

Oren asked, "What's next?"

"Let me see," Hermione said, flipping through her little notebook. "You're going to meet the Centaur in the Forbidden Forest."

"Let's go, Hermione. We need to hurry; time is running out."

As Hermione passed Hagrid's Hut, she exclaimed, "Where's the house? Hagrid's Hut is just a big hole now!"

"Just tear it down, are you leaving it as cover for the Death Eaters? If Headmaster Dumbledore hadn't stopped me, I would have set the Forbidden Forest on fire."

Hermione...

Not far into the Forbidden Forest, the two saw a group of Centaur craning their necks to observe the castle.

Bane said, "I know what you're trying to say, we won't get involved in the wizarding wars."

Oren curled his lip. "You Centaur must be crammed together in the Forbidden Forest, right?"

As soon as the portal opened, the Centaur blushed and their necks turned red at the sight of the vast forest behind it.

"Just nod, and this forest is yours. And let me tell you a secret, this place is 380,000 square miles!"

Bane immediately abandoned all ancestral laws and wished he could immediately become Oren's godfather.

If he doesn't agree, other Centaur will likely rebel and agree on his behalf.

Hermione skillfully signed the land deed, and after leaving the Forbidden Forest, she asked curiously, "Where did this land come from?"

"Australia, a small world."

"Huh? I thought you were trying to win people over by giving all the land to the Ministry of Magic of various countries."

Oren???

"I have very high standards, okay? Am I supposed to go to that place to win over koalas?"

Hermione...

Back at Hogwarts, a group of people from all over the world were having a banquet in the Great Hall, and you could see Dog Egg and his two companions sharing a cake from afar.

Ron, not far away, was also devouring chicken legs, not lagging behind at all.

Oren pulled Harry aside and asked, "Where's the headmaster?"

Harry swallowed a bite of biscuit with difficulty and said, "In a meeting with a bunch of old geezers."

"You keep eating, Hermione, let's go to the Room of Requirement to take care of some paperwork."

Harry...

Room of Requirement, Oren was sketching and writing on a large map.

Hermione said worriedly, "Aren't we going to fight with You-Know-Who? Is it really okay for them to hold a party like this?"

Oren, without even looking up, said, "Let them be. Not everyone will be back after tomorrow's fight. You'd better pack your things and leave too."

Hermione immediately refused, insisting on staying to fight alongside them.

Oren was deeply moved and immediately agreed to fight alongside Hermione. As soon as Hermione turned around, he raised his hand and knocked her Stupefy.

"Kreacher, go and take her to the small world. Make sure he doesn't come back before you kill the You-Know-Who."

Kreacher began pacing, muttering to himself, "That enormous Nurmengard? No, no, Miss Granger will escape."

"Send two more people to keep watch? No, no, those dark wizards' magic might not be stronger than Miss Granger's."

"I've got an idea. Send Miss Granger to Mr. Granger and explain the level of danger."

Oren...

Time flew by and the next morning arrived.

Upon arriving at the hall, one could see from afar that Dog Egg and Will were following a Daoist priest in a very obsequious manner.

"Old Deng, Old Deng! Has the You-Know-Who arrived yet?"

Grindelwald glanced at the document and said, "They're almost there, gathering their forces. We'll make sure that 'hard-boiled egg' gets wiped out the moment it shows its face."

Grindelwald was the happiest of all. His talent for orchestration, the first Dark Lord, was finally put to good use, and in a perfectly legitimate and justifiable way.

Oren accepted the Daily Prophet delivered by Mige, completely ignoring Sirius Black, who had been launched into flight.

"Let me see, wow~ the front page is full of your provocations against Tom, tsk tsk tsk, if you don't come, I'll make sashimi out of that snake."

Oren rubbed his nose and said, "With such a big entourage, you think the You-Know-Who can back down and not come?"

"It's alright." Grindelwald shook his head. "Albus and I already Albus out. If he doesn't come, we'll follow the curse to find him. By the way, you can keep the python sashimi for yourself; you don't need to call me."

Oren...

"I just said it offhand."

Exclamations of surprise came from inside the castle.

A minor character from the Order of the Phoenix shouted, "The Death Eaters are here!"

Climbing up a tower, all you see is a vast Inferi.

Oren used the Phoenix Feather to call Bane, instructing him to quickly drive the Acromantula up to deliver it.

Large numbers of Acromantula were driven out of the Forbidden Forest by the Centaur and metal spiders, rushing towards the screaming, groaning Inferi.

The Death Eaters were stunned for several seconds by the Order of the Order of the Phoenix's immediate attack.

The most unfortunate ones are the Acromantula. If they go forward, they have to withstand the attacks of the Inferi and the deadly curses shot by the Death Eaters. If they retreat, they will be shot into pincushions by the Centaur supervising them from behind.

Oren asked, "Old Deng, have you seen Baldy?"

"No, but the curse indicates he's nearby... Wait a minute? Can't you sense it yourself?"

Oren rolled his eyes. "Why would I disgust myself? If that bald guy was always around, would I even be able to sleep?"

Grindelwald...

The Acromantula held out for more than thirty minutes before finally fleeing, but thankfully they replaced the Inferi with their own.

The Centaur behind fired three more volleys of arrows at the Death Eaters, which was worthy of Master Black's training.

Wake up, Old Deng!

Grindelwald groggily opened his eyes and said, "No rush, let McGonagall summon the statues and armored warriors to send another wave."

"Open your eyes, Old Deng! The Death Eaters are attacking!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, all the scum of Europe should be on the other side by now. Kid, I'll show you a proper Fire Release: Body Protection in a bit."

Oren...

Besides the randomly flying green lights, there were also all sorts of strange magic and props.

Will had already led his gang of thieves out, and Cedric Diggory had successfully ambushed and knocked down Bellatrix. Just as he was about to finish her off with a Confringo, Will stopped him.

"This won't do; this should be left for the young master to handle."

Looking at Cedric Diggory's bewildered and foolish eyes, Will shook his head and sighed, "This kid is still young and doesn't understand the art of progress."

Not far away, the two Giant were locked in a struggle, but the Order of the Phoenix's Giant had the upper hand, after all, they were providing meals.

The Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters were locked in a fierce battle. Although both were hastily assembled groups, the Order of the Phoenix was stronger, being the elite of the Wizarding World from several countries.

"I think the Death Eaters won't last much longer either. Tsk tsk tsk, these guys are really going all out. Dog Egg's sword is practically a blur."

Grindelwald scoffed and said, "They're offering such a large piece of land right off the bat, how can they not fight tooth and nail? Maybe if the fight goes well, you'll even give them some more land afterward."

Oren, as predicted...

"Tom's here! Kid, let's hurry downstairs! If we're too slow, we'll miss the show!"

Several old men suddenly appeared, and a whole host of colorful magic spells instantly enveloped Voldemort.

Oren could also hear the old Daoist priest closest to him muttering, "Breaking the heavenly laws couldn't be this bad, could it?"

Several Death Eaters to save Voldemort were knocked away by Oren's Chain Lightning, Stupefy.

The old Daoist priest looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Yes! This is my student.

Old Daoist priest...

Dumbledore chuckled and ordered, "Quickly, call Harry over to complete the Prophecy."

Soon, Harry, wearing a steel helmet, cautiously approached Voldemort, accompanied by Sirius Black.

Grindelwald asked in bewilderment, "Why doesn't this hard-boiled egg say anything offensive?"

Oren shook his head and said, "You can't even open your mouth. It's a good thing you debuted early, otherwise, if this magic circle were to target you, you'd be in serious trouble."

Grindelwald...

The giant snake was killed by Grindelwald's Fiendfyre attack.

Harry raised his wand at Voldemort, Dumbledore encouraged him, "Come, child, end the Prophecy."

"Expelliarmus!"

Everyone...

The old Daoist priest asked, "Is this your student?"

Dumbledore...

Even more shockingly, Voldemort actually died.

Oren, incredulous, unleashed a barrage of magical finishing blows.

The old Daoist priest standing nearby said, "Aren't you tired? Take a rest. Here, take this invitation. After graduating from Hogwarts, you can come here for further studies."

Dumbledore's face grew increasingly dark.

Oren...

"How about this, everyone take a Gryffindor's Sword and stab Voldemort once, then come sign for your territory here."

The Iron Pillar on the side???

I brought my credential to such a formal occasion, and you're accusing me of being a bandit joining a gang and paying my dues???

Everyone...

Thirty minutes later, watching Voldemort being sliced into sashimi, Oren remarked, "This guy's still a bit weak."

Will ran over carrying a pile of parchment and said, "Young master, the loss statistics are in."

"Read!"

"Are you sure, young master? You wouldn't recognize it even if I read it aloud."

"As long as the compensation is adequate, that's fine. Let me tell you what I know."

"Two-thirds of Hogwarts has collapsed."

Oren...

"Will, you handle it." Oren turned around nonchalantly... and then tripped over the stone statue and twisted his ankle.

Will...

In the small world, Oren limped into the wonders of Nurmengard.

Hermione ran over at top speed.

Oren opened his arms, ready to give a hug.

Hermione: Deliberately throw a punch!

The patient, Oren, has his health reduced by a small amount.

Before he could react, Hermione grabbed Oren's head and gave him a big kiss.

Oren!!!

The Mr. and Mrs. Granger!!!