The Black-Robed Wizard

The fire dragon crashed into the cave, causing countless rocks to fall.

William swung his wand six times in quick succession, and the falling rocks formed a dome, barely blocking the stones from rolling down.

"Don't panic, I'm here." William reassured the people behind him, and under his calm, everyone quieted down.

William was pondering how to escape when he suddenly turned his head and stared into the distance. In a place where rocks had been blasted open, a wizard dressed entirely in black robes stood up amidst the flying debris.

The Ukrainian Ironbelly roared at him.

This fire dragon was so tall, but because it had been imprisoned underground for too long, the scales on its body had become pale and loose.

Its eyes were cloudy pink, and both of its hind legs were shackled with heavy chains that had broken off from the ground.

Its massive, spiked wings folded to its sides, but if unfolded, they would fill the entire basement.

"Master, what should we do?" the hooded wizard asked in a trembling voice.

Soon, another voice emerged from his body.

"Fool! Who gave you the right to kill that Goblin? He had the ability to control fire dragons!"

"But... suddenly Thief's Downfall, and it removed my Imperius Curse," the wizard said, feeling aggrieved.

"Hmph, Dumbledore must have told Gringotts that someone would come to steal it... Damn it, he moved the Philosopher's Stone beforehand!"

The cold voice had barely faded when the fire dragon turned its ugly head, let out a roar that made even the rocks tremble, and opened its mouth to spew out a torrent of fire.

The black-robed wizard quickly swung his wand, and the rocks formed a giant hand, blocking his way.

But when the dragon's breath reached thousands of degrees, the stone began to melt rapidly.

"Your strength is too weak!" The cold, hoarse voice rang out again.

He took over this body and absorbed too much life force in order to regain his power. The host body was much weaker than before and was no match for the fire dragon to begin with. Now that it had arrived, it was even less likely to last long.

But Apparition are prohibited here!

The cold voice hesitated for a moment, then decisively said, "I will temporarily take control of your body. I will unleash the power I have accumulated over the years."

However, you will then enter a period of weakness, requiring Unicorn Blood to recover. For the time being, you will have to rely on yourself.

Did you hear me?!

The last sentence was delivered with an increasingly stern tone.

The black-robed wizard trembled slightly. Clearly, this kind of magic, which allowed someone else to control his body, came at a price; it would significantly reduce his lifespan.

But he had no right to refuse.

Suddenly, three dark flames ignited in mid-air, their light dim, and then burst into three dazzling flames.

In particular, the ball of flame in the very center suddenly expanded into a giant python at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the giant python was drawn, it moved without wind, and a roar echoed from inside the cave.

Soon, the black fire burned out. The black-robed wizard's eyes glazed over, his wand fell to the ground, and then his body suddenly emitted a green light, his eyes becoming deep and his aura turning icy.

Unlike his previous timid and submissive demeanor, he was now completely different in both temperament and magical power.

He casually raised his hand and caught the wand that had fallen to the ground, weighed it in his hand, and a smile appeared on his lips.

The feeling of holding the magic wand is truly wonderful!

The flames broke through the giant rock hand and were already upon them.

The black-robed wizard waved his wand; the movements weren't particularly fast or slow, but they possessed a peculiar rhythm.

Bang!

A water snake shot past, initially appearing as a thin line. As it swam forward, it suddenly expanded to tens of meters in size, carrying with it a staggering amount of rubble. It collided with the flames, generating a large amount of water vapor.

The black-robed wizard waved his wand again, pointing it straight to the sky.

William suddenly looked up, peering through the billowing steam towards the end of the cave.

One,

Two,

Ten.

The stalactites suddenly broke apart, strung together into a line, and converged to form a sword.

The giant sword Zhou Shen gleamed with a black luster, covered in some kind of Dark Magic, before crashing down and piercing straight into the fire dragon's back.

The Ukrainian Ironbelly Belly, covered in steel-like dragon scales and protected by an innate magical shield, was now as soft as tofu, easily pierced by the enchanted giant stone sword.

The dragon was pinned to the ground, letting out a painful howl.

The black-robed wizard pointed his wand to the sky, and the greatsword was suddenly pulled from the dragon's body, smashing towards the top of the cave.

Giant rocks shattered and exploded, and the cave ceiling and the giant sword collapsed together, revealing a faint light.

The black-robed wizard also expended a great deal of energy; this is not a spell that can be used casually.

William was dumbfounded; his previous battle with Tywin seemed like a joke.

"Damn it, how dare they steal from Gringotts!"

Seeing that the black-robed wizard was about to escape, the Goblin, who had been calling for Gringotts guards without getting a response, finally rushed over in anger.

William was stunned. If the Goblin hadn't run away so fast, he really wanted to show off his refined and easygoing nature and let the Goblin experience the way people from Zaun greet each other!

They're about to leave, what are you pretending for? If you want to die, don't drag others down with you!

The black-robed wizard merely flicked his wand, and a piercing crackling sound filled the air. Then, the Goblin's body appeared to be struck by a massive gust of air.

He bent like a bow, then flew backward with a thud, his entire body embedding itself in the wall, leaving a ring of blood evenly spread across the wall, like a mosquito that had been slapped to death.

From the moment the Goblin uttered his voice to his death, the entire process took no more than ten seconds.

William and his companions stepped back, attempting to minimize their presence.

But how could that be?

The black-robed wizard hadn't noticed them yet, but with the Goblin's sudden burst of wit, he finally spotted William and the others.

"A Hogwarts student?" The man's tone was icy, accompanied by a neurotic laugh.

"I wonder if Dumbledore will mourn for you if you die."

The black-robed wizard did not kill William immediately, but instead harbored thoughts of torturing him.

"Imperius Curse!" The black-robed wizard pointed the tip of his wand at the dragon's head.

Soon, the fire dragon's eyes became unfocused, and the black-robed wizard gracefully landed on the fire dragon's head.

The dragon raises its head!

It stared intently at William and his companions.

The fire dragon was pierced in the back by the giant sword, and was so badly injured that it could not fly, but it could still breathe fire.

Under the control of the black-robed wizard, the fire dragon suddenly spewed out a flame several meters long.

William, wand in hand, suddenly appeared in front of the group.

The only Goblin here is dead. Although Roy and Iris are adults, they are no match for magic.

Hermione is a witch with a wand, but she's evenly matched with Anne in terms of fighting ability. She might have some charm in terms of cuteness, but otherwise, she's almost negligible.

As for Bobocha... it was already trembling in Lyanna.

At this moment, he was the only one who could stand at the front, and he had to stand at the front.

otherwise,

They all have to die!

Hermione gripped her Vine Wood wand, and Anne carried her fake wand. The two tried to stand alongside William, but a spell from the boy sent them flying behind him.

A witch who only knows the Levitation Charm, and a brat who can only spray ink with a fake wand... two innocent and somewhat silly kids!

William brandished his wand, raising it high in a flash, and flames erupted as he stood at the forefront, facing the scorching dragon's breath alone.

He was no match for the fire dragon, nor for the black-robed wizard, but he had to try and hold out until Gringotts' defenses and the Auror arrived.

Finite Incantatem!

A flame, as tall as two people, shot from the tip of William's wand, pressing firmly against the dragon's breath.

The barrier of flames touched the magnificent dragon breath, like a needle pointing at a heavy hammer.

However, the barrier of flames did not shatter upon impact, allowing the dragon's breath to flow down. Instead, it solidified and became as smooth as a mirror, maintaining its overall stability.

From a distance, William's palm appeared to be cradling fire, with the flames splashing out like water droplets.

This scene was truly spectacular.

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