Battle Breaks Out

William wanted to take Cho, Cedric, and the twins to broaden their horizons. Capturing Tywin would be a huge achievement, especially one of great significance in the Wizarding World!

However, Tywin is an adult wizard, and he possesses three Time-Turner, which can unleash Avada Kedavra with a single strike.

William has gone through a time loop and trained with Professor Flitwick for two years, so he's absolutely confident he can capture Tywin, but it's hard to say about Cedric and the others.

William didn't want them to be in danger, so to be on the safe side, he had to go alone.

Stepping out of the public rest area, William glanced at the door knocker, which was Eagle-shaped bronze knocker.

He couldn't help but stop and stroke the door knocker, wondering if he would ever have another chance to enter the time loop.

Robert stared intently at William, as if William touching the ring was defiling his "wife."

Robert doesn't even have a girlfriend, but he has many wives—either door knockers or paper cutouts.

If Robert knew that William had been playing with his "wife" for two years, I wonder what his expression would be.

William didn't pay much attention to Robert either; the two years had tempered his character considerably.

He turned and left, no longer looking at the door knocker. Before he had even walked out of the corridor, he suddenly felt a cold object in his hand.

William looked down and was suddenly startled to see the ring he had worn for two years lying quietly in his palm.

He couldn't help but grin, but instead of putting the ring on, he put it in his pocket.

He can't just leave the time loop and then go back! Either he or the ring would go crazy first.

William plans to go back and find a chain to string the rings together, wear them around his neck, and then find an opportunity to steal the rings and make them his own, just like Ravenclaw did in Egypt!

We're Ravenclaw House, after all; can't we at least abandon our traditional arts?

Just as William was about to walk out of the corridor, an unbelievable roar came from afar!

The door knocker had vanished right before Robert's eyes, and he was frantically searching for it on the floor.

But the real culprit had already sped up and headed straight for the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office.

It's only 7:10 now, there's no way Tywin could have used Time-Turner.

William pulled out a book on Defence Against Dark Magic, concealed his wand in his left sleeve, and with an innocent smile on his face, gently knocked on the door.

A moment later, the sound of the doorknob turning came, and Professor Tywin cautiously peeked out. Upon seeing William at the door, he smiled again.

"William, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

"Professor, there's a spell I don't know how to use; I'd like to ask you for help."

"Today is the Quidditch final..." Tywin said hesitantly.

"It'll be quick. There are only a few problems. If we can resolve them in ten minutes, we can still make it to the competition."

"Hmm... what spell?"

"The Summoning Charm."

"But I remember it was in fourth grade..."

"Yes, Professor, but you know," William blinked, "I have a real talent for spells, and I progress very quickly, but sometimes I can't find my assignments and really need Summoning Charm..."

"Your classmates must have taken it; they need perfect answers too." Tywin laughed. "Come on, kid."

"Thank you." William smiled and went inside.

After William entered, he placed his book on the table and pretended to listen attentively.

Tywin relaxed and began to explain earnestly.

Five minutes later, Tywin exclaimed, "William, your talent is truly remarkable. I only explained it once, and you were able to execute it successfully."

The knowledge in books certainly won't satisfy you. Have you ever thought about learning some special magic?

"Special magic?" William looked puzzled.

"Those are the really powerful spells," Tywin coaxed. "You know, the spells in textbooks sometimes fall short when dealing with dark wizards or dark Magical Creatures."

Tywin's intentions were clear: he was recruiting a gifted child, attempting to teach him Dark Magic and thus influence his mind and body, just as Voldemort had done.

"Any recommendations, Professor? I'm just a first-year student from a Muggle family, and I don't know much about certain things."

William tried his best to appear happy and interested.

"Of course, I have some of my own notes here. Take them back and take a look." Tywin turned around and started searching on his bookshelf.

William gripped his wand tightly in his left hand beneath his wide robes.

William has repeatedly demonstrated that he is right-handed, but that doesn't mean he can't use his left hand to cast spells; he learned that from Professor Flitwick.

"Stupefy!" William suddenly raised his wand and unleashed a surprise attack on Tywin.

But even earlier, the Sneakoscope on the bookshelf suddenly began to spin. In one corner of the shelf sat a golden Secrecy Sensor, humming and vibrating...

Bang!

He Stupefy onto the bookshelf, the powerful spell causing the bookshelf to snap in half.

Thanks to the Sneakoscope and Secrecy Sensor, Tywin ducked and narrowly avoided a blow.

But the heavy bookshelf crashed down on his back, and he screamed as he rolled to one side, enduring the excruciating pain as he pulled his ebony wand from his robes.

"Flame Explosion!"

William shifted half a step to the right, quickly dodging the spell. The flame smashed through the wooden door and shot into the corridor, followed by an explosion, and the corridor burst into flames.

The explosion drew countless stares; many students had already arrived at the Quidditch arena, all eyeing Hogwarts Castle.

"Wow, is this a Hollywood movie being filmed?" exclaimed a Muggle-born young wizard.

Professor McGonagall leaped to her feet, snatched the microphone from Lee Jordan's hand, and sternly ordered, "Everyone stay where you are! I'll handle this!"

She jumped off the platform again, rushed towards Wood who was closest to her, kicked the dazed boy off his flying broom, and rode the broom towards the exploding castle. Her agile figure was even more Fred George's.

She roared inwardly, "Hurry up! Why is this damn broom so slow? The academy should get a new batch of Nimbus 2000!"

Meanwhile, the battle within the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office was still ongoing.

William flicked his wand, and the scattered books on the ground transformed into spears, which converged on Tywin.

Wizards have the same physical constitution as ordinary people.

Tywin, struck by the bookshelf, was injured in the back and unable to move. He could only shout, "Protego!"

William waved his arm, causing his wizard's robes to billow and swirl, drawing all the flames from the corridor towards him.

Incendio condensed and took the shape of Fawkes, then charged forward.

The phoenix leans like a bridge.

"Frost Descends." Tywin gripped his wand and pointed it downwards at the ground. From him, a wave of frost spread outwards.

The phoenix turned into an ice sculpture, white frost covered the office, the temperature dropped suddenly, and even the water in the cups turned into a block of ice.

The frost continued to assault William's feet.

"Levicorpus." William uttered the spell.

He spun around, narrowly avoiding the frost, and landed upside down on the ceiling, his feet firmly planted on the ground.

"Raging Fire Sweeps the Plains!" The phoenix, now an ice sculpture, opened its mouth and spat out a stream of flames.

The office was initially freezing cold, then suddenly scorching hot; it was like being in hell. After this back and forth, steam rose and filled the air.

Tywin was utterly shocked. William's strength was definitely not that of a mere junior wizard. His skillful combat techniques were something many adult wizards didn't possess!

Tywin felt the pain in his back growing stronger. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Diffindo!"

The Flame Explosion, then coalesced into countless smaller fire eagles, which accelerated and charged straight at him.

Tywin gritted his teeth and tried to move, but he couldn't break through the cage of spikes no matter what he did.

"Expelliarmus!" Tywin roared—but he wasn't the only one shouting that.

William raised his wand.

An explosion Diffindo the bookshelf once more, sending Tywin flying into the air as spikes pierced his back. He then slammed into the wall, a trickle of blood seeping from beneath his hair.

He immediately fainted.

(Please vote, everyone! Chapter 2 will be released this afternoon. I'm on the train, going home for vacation.)