Batman's Owl Godfather

Salazar Slytherin!

Dumbledore's heart finally died after receiving the other party's personal recognition.

He looked at Jason behind Salazar, and his anger was beyond words.

No wonder Lupin had to confess to himself. What a blasphemous act to disturb the sleep of the founder of Hogwarts!

"Surprised?"

Jason said, "I only need the degraded Dionysus factor and the black magic ritual, and the founder of your school can be used by me."

After that, he also showed Dumbledore the tube of green liquid in his hand.

Dionysus factor, a liquid metal in the DC universe, can give people the ability to live forever and revive continuously.

Destroy Hogwarts? It's easy!

At this time, Salazar has gradually adapted to the feeling of returning to the world.

He stretched out his hand out of thin air and waited for a moment, but there was no response. The feeling of emptiness in his hand made him very dissatisfied.

"Where is my wand?"

Jason didn't know the answer to this question. It was answered by the black wizard Gibbon who was crawling on the ground.

"Master Slytherin, your snakewood staff was taken to America by your descendants and buried outside Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

"America?"

Salazar sneered, "Another small country split from the Holy Roman Empire? Forget it, I'll get it myself later."

He turned his head and looked at Dumbledore who was waiting for the battle.

"You're lucky. You can live a few more minutes against me who doesn't use a wand."

Salazar said lightly, "By the way, the current headmaster of Hogwarts, are you pure blood or half-blood?"

"What's the difference between pure blood and half-blood?"

Dumbledore didn't want to talk more with Slytherin. This undead creature that was resurrected by blasphemous means should return to the grave even if it had a special identity in its lifetime.

He pressed his fingertips on the top of the old wand and slowly separated it. A flame burned like a wire, and then immediately spread to the entire stone bridge, surrounding everyone present in a wall of fire.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the wall of fire began to stir, with flames constantly splashing out and circling in the sky, like a meteor flying in reverse.

Gradually, the meteor formed a huge vortex, like an upside-down city of fire, strangling all the trapped darkness.

"It's the God of Fire!" Gibberne exclaimed. This is Dumbledore's specialty and the nightmare of the Death Eaters.

"The God of Fire opened the way? It's obviously the Gublerite fire." Salazar sneered, "Has the magic world fallen to this extent now? Even the spell can't be recognized."

Gublerite fire, also known as the eternal fire, is a flame that will not go out.

Even in ancient times, it is an extremely powerful spell.

However, for Salazar Slytherin, this power is not unbreakable.

At first glance, his skeleton body looks like a candle in the wind, but the magic contained in it is unfathomable.

Salazar didn't have a wand, so he cast the spell without a wand. He stretched out his hand and reached into the restless wall of fire.

"Come here, Fiendfyre!"

Boom--

As soon as the words fell, the originally golden-red flames were instantly transformed into dark green Fiendfyre, like dyeing. The wall of fire collapsed, and the Fiendfyre rushed towards Dumbledore like mercury pouring down the ground, like the collapse of the sky and the earth.

At the same time, in the Fiendfyre, countless dark creatures generated by flames appeared, such as Dementors, trolls, werewolves, octopus spiders...

These Fiendfyre creatures gnashed their teeth and sucked blood, choosing people to devour.

Dumbledore became the only target.

"Do you know the gap between you and me, Dumbledore?"

Salazar said coldly: "You are just a mortal born in an era without me!"

Dumbledore's forehead was already soaked with cold sweat. Salazar's strength was far beyond imagination.

The other party used ancient magic that had been lost for a long time.

Fiendfyre had already pounced in front of Dumbledore.

"Expecto Patronus!" Dumbledore held the Elder Wand upside down and thrust it into the ground.

With a clear phoenix cry, a huge phoenix shadow appeared, wrapping Dumbledore in it. The Fiendfyre roared, but could not penetrate even a little bit.

The phoenix spread its wings and sang loudly, and the green Fiendfyre was forcibly dispersed, and the Fiendfyre creatures were also annihilated.

The Patronus shadow gradually disappeared, and Dumbledore's breathing became heavier.

The first confrontation between the two legendary wizards did not benefit either side.

Jason frowned: "That's it?"

"Muggles, be polite." Salazar said coldly, "Don't think that a soul-stealing ritual can guarantee your absolute safety."

Jason raised his hands to show that he had no intention of offending.

"Sorry, this great wizard, I just think the efficiency is too low now." He said, "I really don't have the patience to wait for you and Dumbledore to decide the winner."

Let's fight quickly!

Salazar sneered, but did not refute again. He waved his hand towards Dumbledore.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dazzling green light blinded people, carrying chaotic sounds, as if the invisible god of death was flying towards Dumbledore.

This was completely different from the killing curse Dumbledore had seen before. Its power was far beyond imagination, and the surging green light was like a torrent of souls.

Dumbledore could not resist it, he turned around, his robes suddenly swirled, and disappeared.

When this killing curse ended, he reappeared in the same place.

Dumbledore escaped a killing calamity, but he did not feel at ease.

Because the ground began to shake again, two new coffins rose from behind Salazar.

The pattern depicted on it is an eagle and a badger.

It's over...

At this moment, Dumbledore felt an emotion called despair.

Jason repeated his old trick, opened the test tube, and two drops of Dionysus factor flew into the coffin.

The new coffin was opened, and the black air was rolling, and two figures emerged from it.

One of them had a slender skeleton, and even though she had turned into white bones over the past thousand years, she still maintained her elegance and temperament in her lifetime.

She was wearing a blue robe and gently waved her hand to dispel the black air in front of her, with a hint of contempt and ridicule in her tone.

"Hogwarts, you are filthy."

One of the four founders, Rowena Ravenclaw, returned to the world.

The other one, who was shorter than Rowena and had a thicker skeleton, hung a goose yellow robe on her body, loose.

Although she was resurrected, the soul fire in her eyes was a little confused, as if she didn't understand how she became like this.

One of the four founders, Helga Hufflepuff, has returned.

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore." Jason shrugged, "I really can't find Gryffindor's remains, otherwise I would definitely reunite you."

Dumbledore's hand holding the Elder Wand creaked.

This casual attitude towards the dead has completely violated his bottom line.

But now is not the time to settle accounts with Jason, because he is facing an unprecedented crisis.

The overwhelming sense of oppression is rushing towards Dumbledore.

Looking at the figures of the three founders, Dumbledore suddenly remembered the prophecy.

From the beginning to the end, from yesterday to tomorrow.

The shadows of the three dark lords will cover the entire castle.

"So that's what it means." Dumbledore smiled bitterly, and he gradually understood everything.

I blamed Bruce wrongly.