Hogwarts Summoning Guide

The wildly popular online book, "The Hogwarts Summoning Guide," a heartfelt work by author Bai Linshuo, is now available.

Yuxi supported Dumbledore, feeling dizzy and disoriented. A loud bang erupted from her hand as a black lightning bolt struck the Goblet of Fire, causing a violent explosion. However, Yuxi dared not let go. Teleportation was not a simple spell. If she released the Portkey midway, she might be annihilated in the spacetime tunnel, or her body might be torn apart, with one half teleporting while the other half remained in place.

Fortunately, Yuxi's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a lush green grass in front of her. She could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

A crowd surged forward, Hermione and Ron leading the way. They helped Yuussie up and anxiously asked, "How's Harry? Where's Professor Kaelin?"

Yuxi said with difficulty, "They're still fighting... I need to teleport back again!..."

Dumbledore was in a deep coma. Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey quickly lifted the old man onto a stretcher. In fact, all the wizards who had been teleported over were on stretchers, as magical exhaustion was more painful than physical injury.

But when Yuxi reached out to touch the Goblet of Fire, she found nothing; the Goblet of Fire had vanished.

"You mean use this to teleport there?" Hermione asked, pointing to the air, somewhat embarrassed.

Everyone turned to look and saw a ball of blue flame surrounded by metal fragments, suspended in the air about two meters above the ground. The flame flickered in the wind, seemingly about to be extinguished at any moment. Although the Goblet of Fire was protected by powerful magic, it appeared that it had not withstood Voldemort's black lightning and had shattered into pieces.

Yuqian was stunned, and tears streamed down her face. She felt guilty for abandoning Bailin and running away. If anything happened to Bailin, Yuqian probably wouldn't be able to bear the pain of self-blame.

The students exchanged bewildered glances. Most were unclear about what had happened, but they all guessed: Voldemort had returned, and Dumbledore had led a large group of wizards to intercept him. The battle seemed to be going badly; the wizards had likely suffered heavy casualties, and even Dumbledore himself appeared to have sustained significant injuries. Now, only Professor Kaelin and Harry remained to fight on the battlefield.

Who is Dumbledore? He is the most famous, most prestigious, and most powerful wizard in the world today. Even he is no match for Voldemort. So who in the world can stop Voldemort's resurgence?

The children and teachers were terrified. They had never felt so clearly the terror that the person they had heard about countless times since childhood, whose name they could not even mention, had brought to all of Europe. It was as if he were right next to them, ready to appear at any moment and destroy everything they knew.

The stadium erupted in commotion, with many Slytherin students demanding that the Headmaster and school staff evacuate the students and send them home.

Lying on his stretcher, Hagrid shouted angrily at the Slytherin students, "All you know is how to run away! Where can you run to? Severus is already dead! You are a disgrace to Slytherin!"

Many children in Slytherin and other houses were stunned. They could not believe that their powerful, ruthless, and extremely strict Professor Snape had died in battle.

Hermione suddenly let out a scream, silencing the whispers of the surrounding students. She exclaimed, "There must be a way! There must be a way to help them!"

She pointed to the teetering blue flames in the air and said, "The Goblet of Fire is no ordinary treasure. Its flame hasn't gone out, proving it's not completely destroyed. Perhaps we can use it to send something over there!"

Yuxi, who was almost in despair, suddenly seemed to grasp something when she heard Hermione's words. She jolted awake and exclaimed, "Use the Patronus Charm to transfer the Patronus' power; maybe that can help Kerry!"

As soon as Yuxi finished speaking, two people stepped forward from the group of students: Cho Chang from Ravenclaw and Eddie, a big fan of Bai Lin. They raised their wands and shouted at the Goblet of Fire wreckage in the air, "Palmtops of Exile!"

Two indistinct silver shadows emerged from their wands; Eddie's resembled a pony, while Cho Chang's was a swan. The two guardian spirits resolutely plunged into the blue flames in mid-air, which flickered and seemed to burn more intensely, no longer appearing so weak and on the verge of extinction.

"It works!" Hermione exclaimed with delight. She raised her wand, and Ron was not to be outdone. The two of them shouted the spell at the same time. An otter emerged from Hermione's wand, while Ron's Patronus was a hound.

Seeing this, the other students quieted down. Yes, they were still weak and did not yet have the ability to confront the evil forces head-on. But being weak did not mean they lacked courage, kindness, and the will to uphold justice. One or two people might not be able to withstand the tide of evil forces, but if hundreds or thousands of young wizards stood up, they would be able to gather an extremely powerful force.

The Gryffindor students stepped forward, and chants of "Patron Saint" echoed throughout the Quidditch pitch, as the light of Patronus emanated from their wands.

The brave Gryffindor students' talent for Defense Against the Dark Arts is the most outstanding among the four houses. At this moment, carrying their beliefs, many students seem to have undergone a spiritual sublimation. A hare emerges from Luna's wand, and a calf emerges from Neville's wand...

Just a fraction of a second slower than Gryffindor, the Hufflepuff students, who were the largest group, also raised their wands. Their magical talents were generally not that high, but their wands emitted a dazzling silver light, like countless silver stars shining on the field.

"Palm of the Guardians!" A man stepped forward from the Durmstrang students; it was Krum, who had recovered from his injuries. A brown bear shot out of his wand, and from the Beauxbatons crowd, all sorts of bird Patronus took to the air...

If Dumbledore could see this scene, he would be very gratified. He had dedicated his life to helping wizards from all walks of life in Europe overcome barriers and unite with friendship. At this moment, the future of the European wizarding world—the students of the three houses—no longer had any distinctions based on nationality, race, age, family, or whether they were pure-blooded. Everyone had only one thought in their minds: to do their part to protect themselves, their loved ones, and the entire wizarding world.

Tears welled up in Professor McGonagall's eyes. She exchanged a glance with Flitwick and Professor Pomona, and they all raised their wands...

Riddle Palace.

Despite Bai Lin's best efforts, the renowned author Bai Linshuo has arrived with his new work, "Hogwarts Summoning Guide"! He could feel that he had never been so powerful, whether in terms of fighting skills or combat instincts, but he was still a step behind Voldemort's three-headed serpent. The Obscurus's power was wild and unparalleled, and it was invulnerable and tireless, while Bai Lin's energy was slowly draining away. He was not optimistic. If he couldn't win for a long time, Bai Lin had already considered detonating all his energy to perish together with Voldemort. However, Harry was still standing in the ruins on the ground and might accidentally injure him.

In Harry's mental world, he was also fighting a life-or-death battle with the fragments of Voldemort's soul. Without the help of Harry's parents' souls, Harry could only rely on himself. The two exchanged spells back and forth in the snake pit. Although Harry's magic was not as great as Voldemort's in his youth, he had the Elder Wand, one of the three Deathly Hallows, which made up for the difference in their magical abilities.

Ultimately, the two entered the "internal strength contest" stage, where the energy of the Stunning Curse and the Heart-Piercing Curse clashed in the air, resulting in a stalemate for a time.

Voldemort suddenly smirked, and in a Parseltongue voice, addressed the large black snakes coiled around him: "Help me! Help me! Kill him! Kill it!"

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, several large snakes emerged from the darkness and slowly surrounded Harry.

Harry, surprisingly, also spoke in Parsley: "Don't believe him! He's just using you! Enslaving you! Do you want to be his slaves for life? Help me! For freedom!"

The snakes stopped abruptly, seemingly pondering which of the two snake-like figures was trustworthy.

But just as Harry was speaking, Voldemort suddenly unleashed his magic, and just as the Crucifixion's energy was about to overwhelm Harry, Voldemort suddenly gained the upper hand.

Just when Voldemort thought he had victory in his grasp, he seemed to have already envisioned completely controlling Harry's mental world, replacing him, and becoming a second Voldemort, a Voldemort with a complete human body. He even thought about how to kill Voldemort's physical body and become the sole ruler of the world...

However, ideals are... Reality was cruel. Just when Voldemort thought victory was in his grasp, the largest black snake bit him in the waist from behind. Its sharp fangs, more than ten centimeters long, pierced his magnificent robes and penetrated his abdomen. The excruciating pain caused the young Voldemort's mind to go blank. In his memory, he was always the one who hurt others, and others only felt fear towards him. He had never imagined that one day, the snakes he had treated as servants would attack him.

Once the first snake appeared, another one followed. The giant snakes turned their heads and pinned him to the ground. Countless fangs pierced his body, and blood gushed from his abdominal wound, mouth, and nose. Even in death, he did not understand why he had lost to Harry, who seemed to be no match for him.

Harry watched Voldemort being engulfed by snakes in silence, and said calmly, "No creature wants to be someone else's servant for life. You weren't born noble; you just spoiled yourself..."

Just then, something flew over at an extremely fast speed and blasted the head of the person with the huge mouth into dust right in front of Harry. Kiki, who was far away, wiped away the blood-stained tears from the corner of her eye and forced herself to fire a life-saving shot.

As expected, no matter what kind of creature it is, it is often most vulnerable when it is feeding, both in terms of physical defense and mental vigilance. Without its back of the head, the giant octopus could no longer swallow Harry's head, nor could it realize its dream. With resentment and unwillingness, it fell softly to the ground, its tentacles loosening and quickly drying into charcoal within seconds.

Harry was spared and patted his chest in relief, but when he looked up, he saw that Bai Lin's situation was not optimistic. The huge owl in the sky had dimmed considerably, and countless feathers had been bitten off by the three-headed serpent. It was clearly at a disadvantage. The Thunderbird that came to support from afar was also badly injured, but it still persisted in releasing lightning attacks on the three-headed serpent from time to time.

Just as Harry was wondering how to help, he suddenly saw a ball of blue flame burning a meter or two above the ground not far away. It was the flame from the Goblet of Fire that he had thrown to Yussie to take Dumbledore away. At this moment, the Goblet of Fire was only in a few pieces, but the blue flame inside was still burning fiercely.

Just then, Harry saw the spirits of his parents standing beside the flames. Lily cried out to him urgently, "Use the Patronus Charm to channel everyone's energy; it will help him!"

As Harry paused in surprise, a silver light shot out from the blue flames—it was a pony. Then, swans, hares, hounds… all sorts of Patronus emerged from the blue flames, but they wandered aimlessly, only able to fly around the blue flames.

Harry suddenly realized what was happening. He raised his elder wand high, and his Patronus—a powerful stag—emerged from the tip of the wand. James and Lily smiled and transformed into a male and female stag in the air, running through the sky with Harry's Patronus like a family of three. They flew together through the blue flames, and the other Patronus, as if receiving a signal from James, followed suit. In an instant, hundreds of Patronus of all kinds, along with thousands of silver star-like energy points, rushed into the sky, like a dazzling galaxy.

"Your reinforcements have arrived!" Catherine's figure appeared beside Bai Lin, who grabbed her hand. The two of them controlled the Owl of the Gods, swooping down and drawing together the energy of hundreds of Patronus. The three-headed serpent, however, did not arrive in time. Voldemort deeply felt the destructive power of his last Horcrux, which had just been destroyed, causing a profound shock to his soul and leaving him unable to recover immediately.

As Voldemort roared in fury, seeing countless silver points of light converge into a gigantic owl that seemed to be burning with silver flames, the three-headed serpent also grew larger in rage. He had made a desperate gamble, unleashing all his power, because he hated Bai Lin to the core and was determined to tear him to pieces today.