Hogwarts Summoning Guide

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Bai Lin knew the power of Caesar's sweeping leg, but the two were already close, and Bai Lin had no way to dodge. He could only raise one leg and use his calf to block, and then use Caesar's force to turn his body. He quickly struck out, his fingertips slashing towards Caesar's face. This was a technique from Wing Chun, specifically designed to strike the opponent's eyes and throat.

Caesar turned his head and thrust his sword back towards Bai Lin's abdomen. If Bai Lin were to be hit, he would surely be disemboweled.

In a moment of desperation, Bai Lin changed his move, raising his palm to strike downwards, a move from Baguazhang. In less than ten seconds of fighting, he was forced to unleash all of his hidden close-combat abilities.

Caesar's sword was deflected, but he immediately followed up with another. Relying on the intimidating edge of his blade, he attacked relentlessly without defending, and his attacks became faster and faster. Although Bai Lin used all his skills, he could only retreat step by step. After all, if he had landed a punch on Caesar, Caesar would have been unaffected, but if he had been hit by Caesar's sword, he would have been utterly defeated.

Catherine was certainly aware of Bai Lin's predicament, but she was powerless to help. She could only hide behind a flower bed to avoid being injured by Caesar while he was busy hunting. It shouldn't be difficult for this kind of cyborg monster to shoot an arrow from any part of its body.

Although Bai Lin had unleashed his full potential and used all his hidden fighting techniques, even the "Heart-Piercing Elbow" from Bajiquan only caused Caesar minimal pain. After more than ten exchanges, Caesar was almost unharmed, but Bai Lin had already suffered four or five cuts on his body from Caesar's blade. If it weren't for the Nightmare Hunter's leather armor having extremely high resistance, it probably wouldn't have been just a superficial injury.

Bai Lin felt a burning pain in his wound, and blood kept flowing out. He knew that it was impossible to avoid any injury, but he had to avoid penetrating wounds. Even if he got ten or more of these cuts, he would still have the ability to fight. But if he was stabbed in the stomach once or twice, he would be done for.

But as he bled, Bai Lin's strength was rapidly waning, and he still hadn't found a way to defeat his enemy. Caesar's limbs, abdomen, and many other parts of her body were made of machinery, and her neck and chest were protected by soft armor. Moreover, as she herself said, certain low-level moves were ineffective against him.

Anxiety would only make things worse. Bai Lin suddenly shook his head, forcefully shaking off the irritation in his mind. He changed his fist technique to Chen-style Tai Chi, using defense as a means of attack.

Forcing himself to calm down, Bai Lin suddenly remembered a detail: that day, when Qi Qi went to the Lawbreakers' camp and found Caesar, he defeated her in one move, instantly dismantling her mechanical prosthetics and subduing her. This illustrated one point: a machine is always a machine. Bai Lin instantly understood two things:

First, the Spellbreakers don't have the self-repair capabilities of Iron Man's nanotech armor. All machines require maintenance and are subject to wear and tear and malfunctions during use. After such an intense battle, when Caesar returns to the Spellbreakers' lair, he will definitely have to disassemble and repair each of his mechanical organs. Therefore, he must have a switch that allows him to detach his mechanical arm or leg.

Secondly, no matter how advanced the secret technology of the Breakers is, it cannot avoid the problem that the junction between the physical and mechanical parts cannot be integrated. No matter how powerful the connecting medium is, it will lead to the fragility of the junction between different materials.

Having figured these two points out, Bai Lin's confidence soared. Although Caesar's offensive was strong, as if he wanted to cleave Bai Lin in two with a single strike, Bai Lin's offensive defense made it difficult for him to achieve any significant results in the short term. However, Caesar still held the upper hand and was even expanding his advantage, since Bai Lin's stamina was being depleted much faster than Caesar's.

Bai Lin himself wasn't particularly concerned about his injuries. He was seeking the best possible exchange of wounds; as long as it wasn't a fatal blow, he was confident he could hold out until Hogwarts, or have Catherine take him back to the East and beg Yan Nishuang's mother to save him again. However, his blood-soaked appearance was a completely different story in Catherine's eyes. Her fists clenched, her nerves on edge, and she even felt a pang of heartache, wishing that Caesar had struck her instead.

Just as Catherine was filled with anxiety and sorrow, not knowing what to do, she suddenly heard a very pleasant voice: "Big sister, what are you looking at!"

The sound came out very abruptly. They had just circled the platform, and the view was completely unobstructed. There were no passages to other places, nor was there anyone in sight.

When Catherine turned around, she saw a little girl of about six or seven years old beside her, smiling at her. What surprised her even more was that the little girl had a pair of snow-white wings, which were slightly unfurled and shimmered in the sunlight. She was clearly an angel from Western mythology.

Under Catherine's astonished gaze, the little girl skipped and hopped over to the edge of the flowerbed. As if only then did she see the two men wrestling, her brow furrowed deeply, and she seemed very distressed, jumping up and down in distress, exclaiming, "Oh dear, oh dear, how can they fight here?"

"Uh, little sister! You... do you have divine power to stop them?" Catherine seemed to have grasped at a straw. Bai Lin was clearly at a disadvantage. Caesar was like a killing machine, while Bai Lin was just an ordinary martial artist. Stopping them might be the only way to save Bai Lin's life.

"Ah, Sifgar can't do that. Sifgar's power is all in the Dawn Orb. It's too stuffy, so I only use a little bit of my spiritual power to come out and breathe. Outside, I can only walk around and look around. I can't affect the energy balance of the outside world!" the little angel explained with great distress.

"Um, you mean you live inside that jewel? You are the Dawn Mentor?" On the way here, Bai Lin had already told Catherine about the Soul Mentor. In Bai Lin's description, the Soul Orb was a special space with various scenes, but only the Soul Mentor lived inside.

"No, no," Sifgar said shyly, "I'm just a maid... The Dawn faction doesn't have any soul mentors. The Sun God believes that those who truly pursue order and goodness have enough faith and don't need the guidance of soul mentors. By the way, big sister, the fact that you can see me proves that you belong to the Dawn faction! Those two over there can't see me!"

"Sifgar, can you help me restore my magic? That big brother over there is someone very important to me, I have to save him!" Catherine said urgently.

Sifgar glanced at the two locked in a life-or-death struggle, and even took a second to discern which one was the "big brother" Catherine had mentioned. She pouted and said, "One's from the Ruthless faction, and the other's from the Night faction. Sifgar doesn't like either of them..."

She paused for a moment and then said, "But Sifgar doesn't have any magic that can affect them either. There are special restrictions set up by the Sun God here, so most spells and supernatural abilities can't be used. Sifgar can't do anything about it, unless..."

"Unless what?" Catherine seemed to hear a glimmer of hope in Sifgar's tone.

"Unless someone obtains the Dawn Orb, the restrictions here will disappear, and then you can use magic!" Sifgar said. "But it's been many years, and no one has been able to enter the Dawn Realm. Sifgar is so lonely..."

"How do I get it? Can I?" Catherine asked excitedly.

Sifugar said with some helplessness, "The conditions are too harsh. Only those chosen by the Dawn faction can enter the Dawn Domain and obtain the orb by voluntarily sacrificing their lives and offering their souls to protect others... Big sister, if you do that, I'm afraid it will..." She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was already very clear.

"I...I'm going to die, right?" Catherine bit her lower lip and asked. She had guessed this conclusion, but she was unusually calm.

Catherine looked at Bai Lin, who was retreating steadily but still managed to stop Caesar. He had been stabbed at least ten times, but he kept his teeth clenched and didn't utter a sound.

"Would my death save him?" Catherine asked softly. She seemed to see the scene of her first encounter with Bai Lin. It was a hot summer afternoon, and the heat made people drowsy. She was taking out the fabric she had ordered from a huge shipping package when the door of the clothing store was suddenly pushed open and the bell at the door rang.

At that time, Bai Lin looked like he was new to the country and unfamiliar with the place, but he was very polite and patient. He smiled and waited for Catherine to finish tidying up the fabric before coming over to greet him. He had a full set of hunting clothes and formal wear made by order and made many requests, making Catherine feel that he was not going to attend a party in these custom-made expensive clothes, but going to the battlefield.

Catherine introduced him to the fabric and craftsmanship, and took his measurements in detail. There were no other customers that afternoon, and the two started chatting. Unexpectedly, Bai Lin knew his father, which made Catherine like Bai Lin even more.

Their story is very ordinary. It was just an ordinary afternoon when he pushed open the door of her shop and entered her world. Later, Catherine discovered that Bai Lin was not only a charming rich young master, but also a lone wolf fighting against evil forces in some hidden events. If they were in the United States, Catherine would call him a superhero.

This exciting life was very difficult for Catherine, who originally loved peace, quiet and ordinariness. Although she helped Bai Lin many times from an emotional point of view, she did not approve of his Robin Hood-like heroism deep down. She always got herself into dangerous battles, but the days without him were even more unbearable for Catherine.

She found that the happiness in her twenty years of peaceful life had vanished. She would think of him when she cut fabric, she would think of him when she closed her eyes, she would think of him when she ate, she would think of him when she heard the doorbell of the clothing store... This longing haunted Catherine and almost drove her crazy.

In the end, Catherine had to choose between "going back to him" and "sticking to herself." While she was making this painful decision, she received a letter from Maxim, the headmaster of Beauxbatons. Maxim planned to lead a team to Hogwarts to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, and he learned that his former star pupil was running a shop in Hogsmeade. He hoped that she could help him take care of the students at Beauxbatons.

Catherine agreed without hesitation. At the moment of making the decision, she felt an unprecedented joy, happiness, and ease. Only then did she realize that her love for Bai Lin surpassed everything, and only with him could she feel her true self.

Scenes from the past flashed before Catherine's eyes like a slideshow, and a hint of sadness welled up in her eyes. Looking at Bai Lin's battered and bruised appearance, she knew that if she were in Bai Lin's shoes, he would have to sacrifice his life to save her, and Bai Lin would do the same without hesitation.

"What should I do?" Catherine asked Sifgar, clenching her fists. She was mentally prepared, even if it meant having a sharp knife pierce her heart and enduring the pain of the Killing Curse or the Crucifixion Curse.

Sifgar blinked her adorable big eyes and said, "Although I don't recommend you do this... a Night's warrior isn't worth sacrificing your life for... but I respect your willingness to make the sacrifice..."

Sifugar pointed to the angel statue in the center of the platform and said, "Self-sacrifice is extremely cruel and painful. I don't know if anyone in the world can truly endure it... If you've made up your mind, walk towards that statue, and the Archangel will do what she must!"

Catherine looked at the statue. It appeared that the statue held the Dawn Orb in one hand (the orb is the name for the Order and Good alignment), and the other hand rested on the sword at its waist. The sword looked as bright as a silver mirror and was obviously extremely sharp.

"Are we just going to walk there like that? Don't you need me to do anything?" Catherine asked to confirm.

Sifgar nodded and said, "Your heart will tell you. No matter what, Sifgar gives you her highest blessings!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sifgar disappeared.

Catherine stared intently at the angel statue. The gleaming sword seemed to be telling her that if she went over, the angel of execution would sever her head and sacrifice her to the gods.

But she resolutely took a step forward and walked towards the angel statue, her pace neither hurried nor slow, for countless illusions were swirling in her mind. She seemed to see heaven, and in an instant, she was in hell. The angel statue seemed to have noticed her as well. She seemed to see the angel of punishment, his sword-wielding hand poised to strike. She seemed to see her own head fall to the ground, blood staining the sacred platform. The angel of punishment might also pierce her heart with his sword. Perhaps, before she breathed her last, she could be held in Bai Lin's arms one last time, looking at his scarred face, and he could tell her not to grieve…

Bai Lin also noticed Catherine's unusual behavior. He suddenly realized that if the Dawn Orb required someone to voluntarily offer their soul, Catherine must have seen that he was injured and was now deciding to sacrifice herself.

"No! Little Kai!" Bai Lin cried out in a daze. In that moment of distraction, he was struck by Caesar's sword again, which almost ripped him open. He collapsed to the ground, exhausted, and could only watch helplessly as Catherine walked toward the angel statue.

Caesar stopped what he was doing. He believed that Bai Lin was no longer a threat, and Catherine's initiative to go was exactly the result he wanted. He was overjoyed and his eyes widened, seemingly very curious about what tragic ending Catherine would get.