Hogwarts Summoning Guide

"We can't let Voldemort leave alive, otherwise, with his current power, no one or any force can stop him!" Dumbledore grabbed Bai Lin's shoulder, his long but withered fingers squeezing Bai Lin a little painfully, but he felt Dumbledore's determination and entrustment, entrusting the safety of the world to him.

Where Dumbledore couldn't see, Sifulgal whispered in Bai Lin's ear, "This old man possesses incredibly powerful light energy. He wants to pass it on to you, but you're on different sides, and you can't withstand the impact of the forces of order!"

Bai Lin was startled. He hadn't expected Dumbledore to intend to "transfer his skills" to him; he had thought Dumbledore was going to self-destruct and perish together with Voldemort.

However, he suddenly understood some of the past events. Dumbledore was relatively friendly to him, but he never offered him any help. He even seemed somewhat hesitant about his attitude. This was unfair to Bai Lin, who had been dedicated to fighting the Death Eaters. But now he understood. Dumbledore was clearly a leader of the Order of Good faction, and would unconsciously and naturally harbor some hostility towards Bai Lin, who belonged to the Chaos faction. This was also the reason why Catherine, who was also of the Order of Good faction, broke up with Bai Lin.

At this moment, Dumbledore, whether out of options or influenced by Sylphage by Bai Lin's side, drastically changed his attitude towards Bai Lin and conceived the idea of ​​passing on all his magical power to Bai Lin—a trust that entrusts his life to him.

Time was of the essence. Voldemort had already absorbed most of the black smoke whirlwind, and the Hastur cultists were closing in on him, about to launch an attack. Dumbledore knew that time was of the essence and that delay would only lead to unforeseen circumstances. Regardless of whether Bai Lin was ready, he pressed his Elder Wand against Bai Lin's forehead and began casting a spell.

Just as Bai Lin was wondering whether to accept the call or not, Catherine's voice, like heavenly music, came from beside him: "Leave it to me. I will separate the power of order and pour it into the Heavenly Cloud Palace. Dumbledore was a great man; his soul will not perish..."

Catherine's words immediately put Bai Lin at ease. Dumbledore's wand emitted a dazzling white light, and two pure and powerful forces, so awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring, condensed and converged from Dumbledore's body, then entered Bai Lin's forehead through the wand.

Strangely enough, the cat claw scar on Bai Lin's forehead, which was already very inconspicuous and almost forgotten by Bai Lin, now emitted a faint golden light, as if it were a dragon sucking in Dumbledore's energy.

However, of these two energies, the gentler, calmer, and warmer one entered Bai Lin's summoning encyclopedia through the cat's claw scar, and was then transmitted to Bai Lin's mental level. Bai Lin felt a warm sensation in his head, as if he were lying in a hot spring, so comfortable that he almost groaned.

Meanwhile, another, more powerful, righteous, and majestic energy was absorbed into Sifgar's body, and the little angel's size grew rapidly, from the size of a palm to the size of a washbasin. It was clear that Sifgar's energy had multiplied several times.

"Wow! Grandpa is amazing!" Sifugar exclaimed. She felt more powerful than ever before, and she and Catherine were connected by some kind of spacetime bond in the Heavenly Cloud Palace. This power of order was now filling the entire Cloud Palace.

The black smoke, still swirling in the air, naturally noticed the strange occurrences involving Dumbledore and Bai Lin. Such a powerful energy transfer was like a delicious treat to Obscurus, and a cloud of black smoke rushed over, trying to swallow them whole.

Harry, Black, and the others on the other side were terrified when they saw this scene. However, they were only able to hold on in the whirlwind thanks to the spiritual power of Harry's parents, and they had no strength left to help.

However, a resolute look appeared in Harry's eyes. He looked at the spirits of his parents floating in mid-air, and James and Lily looked down lovingly at their son. They made their decision at the same time. Harry pointed his wand at the black smoke rushing towards Dumbledore, and a huge silver stag shot out from the tip of his wand. It was his Patronus Charm.

James and Lily also reached out their hands, and the stag instantly became even stronger, its four hooves flying through the air, and it rushed to the cloud of black smoke, colliding with the Obscurial.

Harry wasn't sure if the Patronus Charm would work on the Obscurials, but he felt that these dark energies always had something in common, and were inherently incompatible with the positive energy of the Patronus. Even if he couldn't dispel the Obscurials, he would certainly not let them have an easy time.

Sure enough, the Obscurus seemed to have collided with something that caused it great pain, and it let out a soul-shaking scream. It was scattered by the stag, but the Obscurus did not disappear. Instead, it reformed into a ball. However, the silver halo emanating from the stag made the Obscurus dare not approach again.

"It works!" Blake shouted happily. He pointed his wand at the sky, and a silver lion charged out of the wand with astonishing power. If Bai Lin had time to see it, he would have noticed that after more than a year of "happy life," Blake's Patronus Charm had recovered to its best level, much stronger than when he hunted the Dementors on the rainy night last time.

Lupin, Hagrid, Moody, the Weasleys, and others gritted their teeth and unleashed their Patronus Charms. Although they couldn't materialize into a concrete Patronus image, their sheer numbers shone brightly, illuminating the entire Riddle House.

On the other side, the few remaining Aurors, led by Lauter with the onion nose, summoned their Patronus Charms. The silver bull soared into the sky, forming a three-way standoff with Harry's stag and Black's lion. The Obscurians screamed and could only retreat, frantically burrowing into Voldemort's mouth.

Dumbledore's "transfer of power" was nearing its end. As the last pure stream of Order emanated from his body, the centenarian could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground. The light in his eyes gradually faded, and his skin turned pale and dry, as if he had become an ordinary old man. The powerful magic that had accompanied him for over a hundred years was gone.

Bai Lin quickly crouched down to support Old Dumbledore. With a thought, Sisley Garland had already created a protective barrier for Dumbledore, enough to protect Old Dumbledore's safety.

On the other side, Voldemort the Pig had inhaled all the black smoke into his body, and his eyes had turned pure black, a phenomenon known as full pupils, a feature only demons possess. The once comical and quirky pig head had become ferocious and terrifying, with long hair growing from his face and several tusks protruding from the sides of his large mouth. He had completely transformed into a monster.

Before Voldemort could unleash any powerful attacks, the Hastur cultist who had been staring at him blankly made his move. He had been waiting for Voldemort to fully absorb the Obscurus and reach his strongest state before seizing his body. Now was the perfect opportunity; his eyes emitted a dazzling purple light.

"Human wizard! The King in Yellow summons you!" the Hastur cultist whispered, its eyes gleaming and its whispers filled with eerie magic, still employing their most proficient form of mental attack.

Bai Lin knew that the Hastur cultists possessed four types of mind-attack magic:

The first method is mind travel, which directly transports the victim across the galaxy to the planet Pleiades, where Hastur is located, in the lake next to the ancient city of Calxar, where they face the sealed Great Old One Hastur. This method forces the victim to submit to Hastur's majesty. This method is usually used on very talented humans. After the human submits, he is given a "Yellow Seal" and becomes a member of Hastur's Church.

The second type: Shadow Dream, which makes the victim confront their own dark side in the mental world, thus getting caught up in a struggle with themselves and unable to extricate themselves. The Hastur cultists can then take the opportunity to parasitize the victim with "seeds", making them a member of the Hastur Church or simply a mental slave.

The third method, the future dream, is intended for targets with exceptionally strong willpower. It involves immersing the target in a dream world that resembles the future, enticing them to make choices, and gradually gaining control over their mind.

The fourth type: more direct mental attack spells, such as Mind Blast.

Voldemort, who is probably the most powerful wizard on Earth right now, is certainly "qualified" to enjoy the highest level of "mind travel"!

Sure enough, Voldemort seemed to fall into a daze under the mind magic of the Hastur cultists.

Bai Lin thought to himself, "Wow! Is this for real?!"

How could he give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He knew that although mind travel could allow Voldemort's mind to reach the deep space and starry seas countless light-years away, this travel was almost done in a frozen time. From being hit to coming back to his senses, it would only take two or three seconds. He pointed one hand into the air and summoned the Thunderbird that he had been saving for himself and dared not release easily. With the other hand, he pointed at Siphgar, intending to release the Sword of Heaven once again.

Bai Lin's most powerful spell is Death Coil. After receiving Dumbledore's magic, Bai Lin could clearly feel that his total magic power had almost doubled, so the spells he released would naturally be much more powerful. However, Death Coil requires several seconds to gather magic power, which is obviously not suitable for the current emergency. On the other hand, the Sword of Heaven is not weak in power and hardly requires any countdown. It just requires Bai Lin, Catherine, and Sifulgar to work together to release it.

A lightsaber even larger, more dazzling, and golden than the one before formed in the air, and like a divine punishment, it plunged down towards Voldemort's head. Thunderbirds cried out loudly in the air, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a thigh struck the Hastur cultist's head simultaneously.

"How dare you!" The Hastur cultist felt a powerful threat that could blast him to smithereens, and had no choice but to immediately interrupt his mental magic, otherwise he would have stood there like a sitting duck and been struck by lightning.

The Hastur cultist's dozens of tentacles spread out like starfish, forming an invisible spatial shield above its head, like a giant umbrella. Thunderbird's "100,000 Volts" struck the shield, sending sparks flying in all directions, but it couldn't penetrate the shield's defenses.

Having only helped Auror and Yuxi dodge and lacking offensive power, Zobi bravely rushed out, pointing his wand into the air. Several mirror-like spatial rifts appeared irregularly in the sky and rapidly fell onto the Hastur cultist's spatial shield. Instantly, it was like glass hitting glass; the mirrors actually shattered the spatial shield. However, the Thunderbird's lightning was also coming to an end, with only some residual force striking the Hastur cultist. It let out a piercing scream, and its octopus head was charred black.

Voldemort had just crossed the Milky Way and seen the ruins of the ancient city of Calxus, but before he could even see Hastur's true form, he was pulled back to reality. As soon as he regained his senses, he saw the giant sword above his head less than ten meters away. He did not dodge or evade, but instead clenched his fists and spat out a jet of black flame from his mouth full of fangs at the golden sword in the air. The flame shot several meters high, but its energy was beyond the imagination of any wizard. The enormous Heavenly Sword, powerful enough to cleave a skyscraper in two, was actually blocked by the black flame.

"Voldemort is now a half-energy being, so attacking him with the Patronus should also be effective!" Catherine's voice rang in Bai Lin's ears.

With the Thunderbirds unleashing a second lightning strike on the Hastur cultists, Bai Lin was able to focus entirely on dealing with Voldemort. He waved his hands, and the Summoning Compendium above his shoulders emitted a dazzling golden light, as if a W12 engine had floored the accelerator. The immense magical power, along with all the beautiful memories in Bai Lin's mind, the kindness and optimism he had always upheld, and all the joy he shared with his lover and friends... formed a powerful guardian deity that had never appeared before.

Countless golden magical points emanated from Bai Lin's body, converging into beams of light that formed a gigantic bird in front of him. The dazzling golden light blinded the surrounding wizards, overshadowing the stag, lion, and bull that had already formed. The previously dark and oppressive Riddle Manor seemed to have entered into dawn, with the giant owl shining like a small sun in the night, illuminating the entire Riddle Manor.

Upon closer inspection, this owl is actually "woven" from countless vines made of light. It gently flaps its wings, and each feather on its body is a delicate leaf from the vine. Among the leaves, there are many tulip buds waiting to bloom. No guardian spirit has ever been as beautiful as this owl. Upon closer inspection, it is not hard to find that it is a combination of the guardian spirits of Bai Lin and Catherine.

"How beautiful!" Mrs. Weasley, who was nearly sixty but still had a girlish heart, exclaimed first. Then, to the amazement of all the wizards, the golden halo emanating from the owl shone on the wizards and was rapidly healing all their wounds. Even irreversible wounds caused by Obscurus or dark magic were gradually healed, and charred skin returned to its original state.

But the deceased are gone and can never return.

Chapter update reminder: Chapter 226 The Most Powerful Guardian, read here.