Fontana nearly toppled off the Castle Wall when he heard the Kopuch Gnome's report, his head reeling. A female professor hurriedly caught the staggering deputy headmaster.
Everyone realized how bad things had become.
If the House Sorting Statues shattered, would Ilvermorny still be Ilvermorny?
Fontana's face was ashen as he looked at the thinning milky-white barrier overhead and the despair-inducing tendrils of lightning filling the sky beyond it.
Conflict flickered across his face. Finally, he shouted in anguish.
"Mr. Black, I'll lower the defenses immediately and withdraw with all the professors.
Please, just don't destroy Ilvermorny. Its knowledge belongs to the wizarding world. It is the shared wealth of all wizards."
Shawn almost rolled his eyes. Why couldn't you have done that earlier?
Sure enough, people only came to their senses when they were at the end of their rope.
Receiving no response, Fontana could only grit his teeth and take a gamble.
Under his control, the Four House Statues in the Front Hall stopped emitting their beams, and the milky-white barrier overhead was instantly shattered by lightning.
All the professors stared in terror at the hellish abyss of lightning outside, which was still raining down an overwhelming barrage of branching bolts.
It seemed that Ilvermorny would be utterly destroyed by lightning in the very next moment!
Despair spread among them. All they could do was raise their strongest defenses.
Fontana's eyes nearly burst from their sockets as he screamed desperately at the sky.
"Ross, you're Ilvermorny's guardian beast! Surely you won't destroy your own home!"
Ross was the name of the Thunderbird from earlier.
As though answering him, the densely packed bolts suddenly changed direction, all striking toward the Back Mountain.
The professors collapsed to the ground one after another, gasping for breath, feeling as though they had escaped