and. does he have anything to do with it?
The vampire and the robober wait in confusion for Fox. Ununderstands why a bird instead of an intelligent magical creature can speak, but Amyelia heard that this is Hogwarts headmaster, international head of the wizardry, the most greatest wizard of contemporary - Albus Dumbledore's voice.
After overcoming the initial surprise, Sirius focused directly on the core issue. It was evident that Dumbledore wanted to hide something without being explicit, but Sirius guessed that this 'he' was very likely Voldemort!
"It has nothing to do with him, Headmaster Dumbledore -"
Amostar responded calmly to the piercing blue eyes,
"It is a wizard who once used this spell. His method of using it was quite peculiar, as was the container he chose to house his soul."
"Oh, really?"
Fox's interest in the blue eyes has grown stronger,
"I never heard you say a single word."
"I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore -"
Amostar was unfazed,
"Not yet time to share this story with you."
The confused Sirius suddenly felt a movement in his heart, and there was a slight change in the way he looked at Amostar.
He remembered last summer when they went on an adventure to Azkaban. As if in a dream, he had seen memories of Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw
Following the memories of the two founders, they explored the underground mysteries of Azkaban Island. That journey also left Sirius quite puzzled, but he knew it must involve the secret that Amostar was trying to hide. So, he vowed to keep the details of their adventure a secret from everyone else.
However, Amostar's reaction at that time was worth considering. Sirius still remembered that when he promised to keep the secret, Amostar told him - if he disappeared one day, he would tell everything to Dumbledore.
It's not the time yet. Amostar just said something similar to Dumbledore.
Sirius' lips moved, but he ultimately restrained his curiosity.
"Headmaster Dumbledore."
A low, husky voice echoed, and Grimes looked menacingly at the phoenix perched on Brian's shoulder.
"If it were Albus Dumbledore... Ah, I understand now -"
Grimes flashed a twisted smile,
"This is your confidence, Brian? You sneakily bring Dumbledore to New York. Oh, in the form of a bird?"
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Grimes, we would never want to meet in such a situation,"
Dumbledore's sigh echoed in the fragmented great hall,
"I remember three years ago, there was a conference organized by the International Confederation of Wizards on how to ensure the safety of ordinary citizens in the wizarding world. Samuel brought a speech manuscript purportedly from you, and some of the suggestions were very wise."
"Oh, really?" Grimes said with mockery, "I've forgotten."
Dumbledore was about to say more, but Amostar cut him off.
"He does not have a thorough understanding of this spell. He has allowed too much reason to leave his soul, and it is impossible for him to repent for his actions even if he were to truly repent. Even if he could repent, he would not be able to retrieve his soul,"
Amostar looked at the vampire ancestor standing stiffly beside Grimes, like a delicate wax figure, with deep eyes.
"Repentance?"
Grimes cracked his lips, revealing his sharp white teeth.
"I think it won't be long before you all kneel before me and repent for your disrespect to a great ruler!"
Sirius couldn't help but laugh coldly. Although the current ruler of the wizarding world, few would dare to speak so recklessly in front of Dumbledore and Amostar. However, when he saw Grimes flick his wrist, another black wand appeared in his hand, Sirius immediately changed his expression.
"This is your wand, Amostar!"
Amylia exclaimed, for she had personally confiscated Amostar's wand and immediately recognized it.
"Headmaster Dumbledore."
Sirius also realized an important thing,
"How much power can you wield in this state?"
"Very limited -" Dumbledore cackled.
At this moment, most of the Aurors had come back to their senses because of Amostar Brayne and Albus Dumbledore standing in front of them. They subconsciously relaxed their nerves, but now they realized the situation was still very critical.
Dumbledore was not actually present; even if he had been there, at over a hundred years old and having not fought in public for half a century, how much strength he still had was uncertain. As for Amostar Brayne, normally he could be reassuring, but his wand was still in Grimes' possession!
"Here you go --"
Realizing this, Amylia immediately handed the wand to Amostar. Her clear brown eyes reflected a determined light,
"No matter what magic he has learned, I believe you can stop him!"
Amostar looked away from Amylia for a moment, furrowing his brow, but then he smiled gently.
"Thank you. But I don't think I need it --"
"Not need it? You don't need it?"
Grimes flashed a smile,
"This doesn't mean you already know that you are powerless in my presence. You are ready to die under your own wand, have you?"
Dumbledore remained silent, looking at him with a sad expression, while Amostar extended his hand towards Grimes, gesturing an invitation.
"If you think you can kill me, then try it --"
Selena's eyebrows shot up immediately. She knew that Amostar Brayne was a rare and powerful wizard, and the newspaper 'The Daily Prophet' across the ocean had been reporting on it extensively for a long time. But how could he, without a wand, dare to confront Grimes, who seemed to have mastery over some evil power?
Pressing her lips together, Selena waited for Amostar's back, but Erellor pulled her arm out and shook it secretly before she could speak.
Seemingly tired of Amostar's showmanship, Grimes lost the desire to say anything more. He coldly stared at Amostar, standing still and unflinching over thirty feet away, and tightened his grip on the wand that once belonged to the man in front of him. He slowly raised his arm --
"Unless you have the same abilities as that Harry Potter, then face death, Brayne!"
With a ferocious roar, Grimes savagely swung his wand!
In that moment, time seemed to stand still. Apart from the vampires around, who were bewildered and unsure of what to do after being manipulated by Grimes, Sirius, Amylia, and the Aurors of the American Magical Congress looked fearfully at the scene. Many were not slow to lift their wands in an attempt to block this curse for Amostar.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The moment the wand was swung, Grimes felt immeasurable peace. He believed that Amostar Brayne would die under his spell, including the Phoenix attached to Dumbledore's Avada Kedavra, and he did not intend to kill the rest. If they were willing to submit, he could lead these vampires and Aurors together to create a more perfect magical world than the current one.
However, this beautiful illusion was interrupted before it could come to an end, and Grimes' expression of assured victory became frozen.
He horrorizedly stared at his right hand, staring at Amostar's wand. He could feel a overwhelming power emerging from the black wand, and he couldn't resist at all!
Click!
A flash of golden lightning, fleeting and blinding, obscured everyone's vision, even dispersing the crimson moonlight that enveloped the earth!
Amylia could only hear the agonizing screams and the whoosh of wind. It was like something was burning ferociously!
When she finally overcame the blurred vision and could not wait to look at Grimes, she found that Grimes had disappeared. Where he had just stood, there was only a small cluster of gold flames burning on the ground.
(Chapter ends)
