Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 262 The Blazing Flames
"Is everything ready, Romano?"

In St. Peter's Square, a handsome old man with melancholy eyes touched his oily head, then put on a round cap, and asked a shorter man beside him.

"Get ready, Minister Greco." Romano, director of the Aolo Office of the Italian Ministry of Magic, replied, "We have surrounded this place, and he will definitely not be able to escape."

"Very good." Minister Greco nodded, but there was still worry on his face.

"Romano, you should know what happened in Egypt a few days ago. Albakin and the others all failed. I don't want us to be a new laughing stock."

"With all due respect, Minister Greco, he really..."

"It's more serious than you think, Romano." Greco interrupted Romano, beckoning him to come closer, and whispered, "According to Dumbledore, Egypt was not his first stop. And caused a lot of trouble in Athens and Baghdad."

"But no matter what, it's not as bad as this time... My God, this is the Vatican!"

"I can't imagine what headlines will be on the front page of tomorrow's papers... A Minister Dumber Than Fudge?"

"This will not happen, Minister Greco." Romano replied firmly.

"I hope so."

Greco sighed, and he wasn't very optimistic about it.Even though Romano is the director of Aoruo's office, there are many things that only he, the minister, knows.And according to the information he got, the guy inside who turned the Vatican upside down is not easy to deal with.

It even reminded him of Gellert Grindelwald, the Dark Lord who swept across Europe back then. They are very similar in magic, but there is still a gap in prestige.Grindelwald almost subverted the entire magic world back then, and he had many followers. In comparison, this little guy was far behind.

Greco said nothing. He and Romano stood quietly beside the huge stone pillar in the square. In front of them were dozens of the most elite Aurora from the Ministry of Magic, including many retired old guys.In front of them, there are a few special forces belonging to the Vatican, together with the five old guys who fell to the ground before. They were not in the Vatican just now, and they were called back when something happened.

Such a force can't make Greco feel at ease.He is very clear that for those top wizards, numbers cannot be an advantage.

Only top wizards can fight against top wizards. Greco's reliance has never been on Aurora from the Ministry of Magic and the power of the Vatican, but on Dumbledore who is still on his way.

"I hope I can arrive sooner..." Greco thought secretly, his eyes fell on the gorgeous gate of the Vatican Palace like everyone else.

After waiting for a long time, a person finally appeared inside the door.He was wearing a black overcoat, with long black hair messily draped over his shoulders. He was tall and thin, and there was still a hint of youthfulness on his face.

"Stop! Strider!"

Romano shouted loudly, and the dozens of people guarding the palace gate immediately pulled out their wands in unison.

Ike stopped in his tracks, and the wand quietly appeared in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"You are from the Italian Ministry of Magic, right? If I remember correctly, this is the Vatican. Are you sure you have law enforcement authority here?"

"Don't be sophistry! The Pope has allowed it!" Romano snapped back, "Put down your wand, let's get caught!"

"Sir, you know this is impossible." Ike shook his head, "So, stop talking about these useless words, let's get started!"

As soon as the words fell, Ike swung his wand suddenly. As soon as the flame spewed out from the tip of the wand, it turned into a sea of ​​flames that covered the sky and rolled fiercely towards the dozens of wizards in front of him. At the same time, he stepped forward with his right leg, golden The magic circle appeared, enclosing the entire square in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!" Greco cursed secretly, drew out his wand and joined the battle.This weird golden magic circle directly broke the anti-apparition spell they stepped down, and Greco felt his body sink, and even the magic power in his body was a little jerky.

"Where did he learn this damn magic!"

Greco fired a spell at Ike, but was directly swallowed by the monstrous flames.This is also the situation faced by these dozens of people. Their attacks will be swallowed directly, and they can only work together to support a defense.But depending on the situation, this protection can't last for too long.

Ike walked down the steps slowly, his wand held high was still spraying flames, the scorching heat distorted the air, and those wizards at the front even found it difficult to breathe.As Ike continued to advance, the crowd retreated unconsciously, allowing those who were still trying to fight back to join in the defense.

In the end, even Greco and Romano joined in, completely powerless to fight back.

Facing the raging fire above their heads and in front of them, despair appeared on people's faces unconsciously. This is the first time they have seen such an outrageous flame curse.For a while, I felt a little sympathetic to those colleagues in the UK.

Being a student is so scary, how powerful is Voldemort?

The flames were blazing, and they directly surrounded the people. The golden magic circle under their feet also shrank, and the feeling of stagnant magic power became more and more obvious.

The protection that worked together twisted and made a creaking sound. Everyone knew that they couldn't hold on for long.Those people in the Vatican were okay, still gritting their teeth firmly, but the people in the Ministry of Magic were different, and began to curse non-stop.

The cobweb-like cracks on the protection were healed, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and it shattered in the desperate eyes of everyone. The monstrous hot flames immediately pressed down on them, and a strong sense of suffocation instantly swallowed them.

Greco closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the flames to come.But he didn't wait for a long time, and even felt a long-lost coolness.

Opening his eyes, a tall figure stood in front of him.He had white beard and hair, and was wearing a long gray robe. He held up a magic wand like a phalanx in his hand, and the water gathered from nowhere formed a wall, firmly blocking the flames.

"Dumbledore!" Greco called out the man's name loudly, feeling at ease in his heart.Dumbledore did not answer, and continued to gather water to fight against the flames.

After a long time, the flames and water walls disappeared, and the entire square was filled with white mist.Dumbledore waved his hand to disperse the fog, but Ike was no longer on the steps.

"Where has he been, Dumbledore?" Greco asked eagerly, pushing his way to Dumbledore's side.

"Let's go, Greco." Dumbledore replied softly.

"Going away? You...you didn't stop him?"

Dumbledore turned his head to look at Greco, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a little helplessness in his tone.

"I'm sorry Greco, I can only do one thing to save you and stop him..."

"He has grown too much, he is not much worse than me, Greco..."

(End of this chapter)