Dumbledore!"
Amidst Elvis Heller's furious roar, a silvery-white stream of water wrapped around his soul.
Like a silk ribbon, it tightly wound around him, forming a mummy.
Then Dumbledore took out a silver lighter-like Deluminator from his sleeve, collected Elvis Heller's soul into it, and lightly tapped it a few times with his wand, a small, illusory Stonehenge flashed by.
"This is the best option I could think of. First, it seals him, so no information from tonight will be leaked."
"Then, perhaps we can obtain some useful information from his memories."
"And finally, as long as his soul remains, the Horcrux will not revive, avoiding the opponent's mad retaliation."
Karl nodded casually; his attention was now on something else.
"You make the decisions, but when did you learn that magic? Is two glances enough?"
Dumbledore smiled and patted his shoulder, "It's not two glances, but careful observation."
Karl: (¬_¬)
Heh! What a 'careful observation'! Is that even human speech? Is there a big difference between the two?
"Of course, before this, I had a little bit of my own research on sealing magic."
"Add in a bit of shallow magic knowledge, and observing to learn the magic isn't strange at all."
Looking at Dumbledore's smiling face, Karl only felt like he was being shown off by his Versailles-esque modesty.
It reads 'a little bit,' but it means 'a whole lot.' It says 'a bit shallow,' but it's actually broad and profound.
Karl admitted that Dumbledore had stimulated him; after he returned, he would study diligently and show off to others in the future too.
"Alright! I'll just take it as normal!"
Dumbledore ignored Karl's indescribable look, "Hahahaha, I'll organize the magic and teach it to you when I get back."
"Thank you again, Principal, sir."
"Hmm... You always like to call me that. Why don't you call me Professor like the other students?" Dumbledorehad been curious about this question for a long time.
"Doesn't it show respect for you!"
There was no other way; Teacher Gao had once taught that one should address people by their titles at work.
"Too much respect can make it seem distant. We are comrades who have fought side by side, so why not change the address?"
Meeting Dumbledore's expectant and encouraging gaze, Karl thought for a moment and then said seriously, "Thank you, Albus."
Dumbledore: (⊙_⊙)
Huh? Is your change that big?
"Uh... *cough*! You're welcome, Karl!"
Karl completely stumped him. He had expected to be called Professor or Dumbledore, but he immediately went with Albus.
"Should we go support Professor McGonagall now?"
"Not 'we' but 'you.' I still need to stay and repair this place. Of course, the most crucial thing is this."
Dumbledore took a cloth bag from his embrace, containing the fragments of the ravenclaw diadem.
"Alright, then I'm going."
Although he wanted to stay and watch, Karl was more concerned about Professor McGonagall and Nina's situation.
"Be careful."
Dumbledore winked at Fawkes, signaling it to protect Karl.
"Don't worry."
Karl transformed into his Jungle Cat form, carrying Fire Treasure and Fawkes, and ran out.
Watching his retreating figure, Dumbledore showed a look of relief.
With Minerva, Severus, and now the still young Karl, Hogwarts had successors.
...
The battle outside the Castle had reached a fever pitch. After the Basilisk appeared, the Acromantula's attacks became even more frenzied.
More than half of the magical plant's defensive positions had fallen, and the remaining ones were barely holding on with the help of stone statues.
At this moment, Professor McGonagall was commanding the massive prides of lions she had transfigured, intercepting the Acromantula breaking through the defense line.
However, the number of spiders was simply too great, and many Acromantula still broke through the lion prides and climbed onto the covered bridge.
Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout guarded Professor McGonagall's side, killing them and then using a leveling spell to turn the collapsed bridgehead into a smooth slope.
"Frozen Moon's Frost!"
Nina cast a spell with all her might, covering the slope with a layer of ice to slow down the Acromantula's charge.
She now desperately wished she were a Druid Priestess, so she could summon Treants to fight. With so many trees in the Forbidden Forest, they would be perfect for dealing with the Acromantula colony.
Unfortunately, although her talent was good, her strength ultimately needed time to accumulate.
"The pressure is getting a bit high like this. How about I go kill that Basilisk?"
"That's too risky! The Basilisk's gaze is deadly!"
Professor McGonagall rejected Flitwick's suggestion. If it were a one-on-one situation, killing a Basilisk would not be difficult.
But now they were not only facing the Basilisk but also a tide of Acromantula.
Moreover, that surviving Dark Wizard had already joined the Basilisk, and killing the Basilisk under his protection would be very difficult.
"Minerva is right," Professor Sprout expressed her support, "The Basilisk also dares not approach the covered bridge to drive the Acromantula. We just need to maintain this situation."
They were aware of the risk of delving into the spider swarm to slay the Basilisk, and the Basilisk also knew the risk of approaching the covered bridge; facing three top Wizards would inevitably lead to its demise.
At that time, without the Basilisk's coercion, the Acromantula would definitely retreat to the Forbidden Forest at the first opportunity.
"The most crucial thing is that our expected goal has not yet been achieved; they obviously still need a little more time."
Hearing Professor McGonagall's meaningful words, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout also began to anticipate.
Nina looked back at the other side of the covered bridge; she felt that enough time had passed.
...
In the Castle behind, the older students were having a heated argument.
"There are too many Acromantula! We can't just rely on the three Deans! Where are the other Professors?"
"They should be protecting the Young Wizards from first to fourth year; they can't come to help."
"Are we just going to let the Deans struggle there while we do nothing?"
"We absolutely cannot just stand by and watch! I don't want to be a coward!"
"But the notice we received didn't tell us to participate in the battle."
"That's no reason for us to stand idly by! We are also a part of Hogwarts! We must defend Hogwarts!"
The Young Wizards suddenly fell silent. Everyone's gazes met, and their wills united, full of fighting spirit and surging passion.
Charlie Weasley suddenly raised his wand, "Gryffindor! We... Ouch!"
Tonks stepped heavily on Charlie's foot, successfully making him swallow his words.
Prefect Judy waved her sleeve, "Hufflepuff! For Hogwarts! Let's charge!"
The Hufflepuffs readily agreed, drew their wands, and swarmed towards the covered bridge.
Defending Hogwarts is now!
Anyway, we're charging! You guys do what you want!