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Chapter 533: Is There Any Misunderstanding Here?
Chapter 533: Is There Any Misunderstanding Here? (Combined)
"This powerful Magic Lord Hals can manipulate it with ease, even precisely cutting off the wand I was holding. Such power is simply unimaginable!"
Old Rosier continued, pulling out a broken wand and several Galleons cut in half from his Wizard Robes pocket and scattering them on the ground.
These were the proofs!
Abbott reached out to pick up a piece of the broken wand and examined it closely. The cut was so clean it was almost frightening; even a high-speed blade might not achieve such precision.
Fiona Parkinson and the others picked up a few Galleons to inspect them.
Old Rosier even used Reparo to demonstrate the Attribute of Sectumsempra, showing that once it struck, it could not be healed or repaired by normal means.
Seeing this, Abbott's expression changed, and he exclaimed, "Is this a new Unforgivable Curse?"
"No, it has a Counter-Curse!" Old Rosier shook his head. "Do you remember the wound I showed you earlier? Lord Hals used the Counter-Curse to eliminate its effects!"
Everyone fell silent for a moment. The evidence Old Rosier provided undeniably confirmed the truth of his words. Ivan Hals might be far more powerful than they had imagined.
Otherwise, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old wouldn't be able to command so many Wizards and instill such fear in Old Rosier.
Seeing that Abbott and the others were no longer arguing, Old Rosier pressed his advantage and continued to persuade them.
"So, my old friends, I merely made the right choice, not a betrayal! From the beginning, we had no chance of victory; I just knew more and realized this first, that's all!"
Fiona Parkinson opened her mouth to protest but found herself at a loss for words. In terms of power, they had already lost miserably, and in terms of influence, they had no advantage.
After all, Ivan was closely connected to the Minister of Magic and Britain's strongest White Wizard, Albus Dumbledore. In comparison, their networks of influence were insignificant.
Abbott and the others looked dejected.
At this moment, Old Rosier laughed and said, "If you think about it from a different angle, this might not be a bad thing. It could be an opportunity!"
"Lord Hals' ambitions extend far beyond Knockturn Alley; he intends to take control of the entire Wizarding World!"
"Think about it, my friends! If Hals succeeds in ruling the Wizarding World, we will gain so much! Perhaps you and I will become the next Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Minister for Magic, or Chief Warlock!"
"Although we are Purebloods, we are not among the top Pureblood Families. Compared to Half-bloods and Muggle-Borns, we have little advantage. Do you really want to see your families decline over generations?"
"This is the best opportunity. If we miss it, we will never have a chance to turn things around!"
Old Rosier passionately painted a picture of a bright future for Abbott and the others. As a Pureblood, he knew exactly what his old friends wanted.
The four Pureblood Wizards present hesitated.
As Old Rosier said, they were not among the top Pureblood Families, and their position was precarious. If there was a chance to advance, who wouldn't want to take it?
"Is it really as good as you say, Rochelle? Even if Lord Hals rules the Wizarding World, what does it matter to us? As losers, what status could we possibly have if we surrender?" Fiona Parkinson questioned.
Abbott and the others also realized this issue. The greatest asset of their Pureblood Families was their extensive networks of influence, but the other side might not value them.
Without significant contributions, even if the other side succeeded in ruling the Wizarding World, they would gain little benefit!
"No, you're wrong, Fiona! Lord Hals lacks something that both you and I have!" Old Rosier said mysteriously.
"Do you mean Galleons?" Fury, who had been lying on the ground in silence, suddenly sat up and spoke weakly.
"Yes! Galleons!" Old Rosier nodded. "Whether it's hiring people or expanding influence, it all depends on this. Lord Hals currently lacks sufficient funds, and this is our opportunity!"
Hearing this, Fiona and the others were somewhat swayed, but Abbott hesitated. This was a matter of life and death for their families, and making the wrong choice could be disastrous.
Old Rosier, of course, saw their concerns and sneered.
"Surely you don't think you have a choice, do you? Don't be mistaken. You need to take concrete actions to earn Lord Hals's forgiveness. Otherwise, your fate is clear: execution and your bodies dumped in Knockturn Alley's pile of corpses!"
"There are plenty of rich and capable Wizards in the Wizarding World, and countless others are ready to take your places. Think carefully, for you only have one chance to choose!"
Old Rosier no longer spoke softly but laid out the harsh reality with cruel words.
He surveyed the group, waiting for about fifteen minutes before slowly drawing his newly purchased wand and pointing it at the few in front of him.
"I believe these events have given you enough time to think things through, haven't they? Now, tell me, what is your decision?" Old Rosier asked, emphasizing each word.
Fiona, Abbott, and the others exchanged glances. After a moment of silence, they sighed and said with a bitter smile.
"You win, Rochelle. We surrender!"
The road ahead might be paradise, but the road behind was certainly hell. Any normal person would know which to choose!
"You're right, my friends! I believe in a few years, you will be immensely grateful for the choice you made today!"
Old Rosier laughed heartily, lowered his wand, and stepped forward to embrace Fiona, Abbott, and Rolle. Finally, he approached Fury.
Fury, still harboring resentment over Old Rosier's earlier torture, understood the current situation and reluctantly embraced Old Rosier to show goodwill.
"By the way, Rochelle, what about Notte? How is he?" Fury, after releasing Old Rosier, hesitated for a moment before asking curiously.
They hadn't seen Notte during their days in captivity, and Fury suspected he might already be dead.
"He's still alive, but not for long. However, it's not much different from being dead! Blame his nephew for his reckless actions against Lord Hals!" Old Rosier said with a cold laugh.
He didn't hide anything and revealed all the inside information he had gathered from other Wizards. He explained that Res Nott had transformed into a brown bear Animagus with malicious intent during the meeting and was subsequently grabbed by Ivan, who had transformed into a Giant.
"According to their descriptions, the Giant Lord Hals transformed into was probably forty feet tall. Crushing Res Nott would have been as easy as squashing an ant!"
"But merciful Lord Hals didn't let Res Nott experience the feeling of his bones being crushed. Instead, he used an unknown Magic, and with a snap of his fingers, instantly took Res Nott's life", Old Rosier added.
Fiona and the others were simultaneously shocked and disbelieving. Apart from the bizarre Magic of killing with a snap, the transformation of a young witch or wizard into a Giant over ten meters tall was already incredibly strange.
The only related Magic they could think of was Animagus Transformation, but it was a well-known fact in the Wizarding World that Animagi could not transform into magical creatures!
"Nothing is impossible! Do you remember what the Aurors reported to us two years ago?" Old Rosier reminded them.
"You mean the Unique Patronus in the form of a Unicorn? But wasn't that Dawgert's Magic?" Abbott frowned.
"Dawgert? Ha, he was just a decoy! If he truly possessed such Magic, do you think he wouldn't have used it in the previous battle? Two years ago, Lord Hals secretly saved his life!" Old Rosier sneered, explaining.
"Two years ago? He was just a child then!" Fiona exclaimed.
From Ivan's youthful appearance, it was likely he was the same age as her daughter, meaning he was only eleven years old two years ago. To have mastered such powerful Magic at that age was simply unimaginable!
More importantly, a young witch or wizard with exceptional power who remained humble and concealed his strength, letting Dawgert and Asia draw attention, and only revealing his true capabilities after reaching a level comparable to a Dark Lord, clearly had grand ambitions!
Fiona finally understood why Old Rosier had described a thirteen or fourteen-year-old young witch or wizard as unfathomable. Now, it seemed that this evaluation was not an exaggeration at all!
Fury and Rolle also recalled this incident. When they first received this news, they were somewhat skeptical because, in general, a Wizard's Patronus would be a common creature. Now, it seemed that the Aurors had not been deceiving them.
If Ivan's Patronus could be a Unicorn, then it wasn't entirely impossible for it to be a Giant.
Fury and Rolle could only marvel at the abilities of this young witches and wizards, which surpassed their expectations.
"I hope you haven't forgotten who else has a Unique Patronus!" Old Rosier said solemnly.
Albus Dumbledore!
This name popped into everyone's minds simultaneously. Many in the Wizarding World knew that the Headmaster of Hogwarts had a Phoenix as a pet, and his Patronus was also in the form of a Phoenix!
Could it be that the Hals family was also a special Magic family? But why was it not prominent in the British Wizarding World?
Abbott and the others couldn't figure it out, so they concluded that the Hals family was not originally from Britain and that the conditions for bloodline inheritance were stringent. It was only with the emergence of such a remarkably talented young witches and wizards that they began to gain recognition!
The more they thought about it, the more they believed it was possible and agreed that Ivan Hals must be a Pureblood Wizard.
In that case, they would all be part of the same circle.
Old Rosier did not join their discussion. Instead, he turned to the two Werewolf Wizards and earnestly requested that they remove the Magic Shackles from Abbott and the others.
This time, the Werewolves did not refuse. After removing the restrictions from the Pureblood Wizards, they did not leave or return their wands.
"Let's go, we're going to see Lord Hals!"
Old Rosier spoke to the group and led them out of the dim basement, heading to Ivan's room. The two Werewolf Wizards followed closely behind, monitoring their every move.
"Once inside, don't say anything out of turn, or I won't be able to save you!" Old Rosier warned them sternly.
"Don't worry, we know the gravity of the situation!" Abbott and the others nodded solemnly. Just the thought of meeting a young witches and wizards whose power rivaled that of the Dark Lord, and whose depth of character was unfathomable, made them feel uneasy.
After knocking to signal their presence, Old Rosier took a deep breath and slowly opened the door, entering the room with Abbott, Fury, and the others.
The room was spacious, with the curtains half-drawn, making the lighting somewhat dim. The only light came from the roaring fire in the fireplace.
Ivan was sitting on a sofa on the right side of the room, reading a book. A few Wizards lay on the floor in front of him.
Although these Wizards didn't appear to have been tortured, they seemed mentally drained, lacking the strength to speak or move, suggesting they had endured some cruel and brutal treatment!
"Lord Hals!" Old Rosier's voice trembled slightly. He regretted his timing; if he had known, he would have delayed for another day!
The young witches and wizards slowly closed the book and glanced at them. His black eyes seemed to have a magical quality, and Abbott and the others immediately felt as though their thoughts were being read. They quickly lowered their heads, avoiding Ivan's gaze.
Perhaps due to the intense emotions they were emitting, Ivan could sense their scattered feelings in that instant.
Fear, dread, tension—various strong emotions flooded Ivan's mind.
After practicing on the Death Eaters all afternoon, Ivan had increased his Legilimency skill by two levels. If the other person's emotional fluctuations were significant, he could easily discern their current state of mind through eye contact.
However, what bothered Ivan was that every time he made eye contact, the Wizards became extremely nervous and fearful, leading him to wonder if there was something wrong with his Legilimency.
Am I that terrifying? Why does everyone seem so afraid of me?
Ivan furrowed his brow, wondering if there was some misunderstanding.
He did want to use his power to compensate for his youth, but that didn't mean he would resort to terror tactics like Voldemort. He could be friendly and approachable with his subordinates.
(End of Chapter)
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