Taking on the Magical World 62 Chapter 61: Professor Dumbledore's Arrival

I could continue with my 3~4 chapters a week OR I could be a contribution sort of system where we have

10 chapters per week~1st place on the power ranking

9 chapter~ 5th

8 chapter~ 10th

7 chapter~ 25th

6 chapter~ 50th

5 chapter~ 100th

4 chapter~ 200th

3 chapter~ 300th

2 chapter~ 400th

1 chapter~ 500+

And if we go for this one, I will make sure to pick the website with the highest ranking since I release chapters on 3 websites; Webnovel, Royal Roadl, and Fan Fiction!

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"Fine have it your way, but I want to make it absolutely clear to the both of you. We are not going to fight this swarm, period. Oh! Look it's Professor Dumbledore. Finally, he has arrived! But I wonder what the hell took the old man forever, his school is being literally overrun by pests."

"Look, stop wagging your mouth, he is here now, so don't let him hear you."

I snort at what George said and said in a jeering tone to him." Are you a Fan much of Dumbledore?"

George looks at me like he is ready to fight me to the death. "Do you even have an idea of all the titles he has? Well, let me tell you; Order of Merlin, first class, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, The Greatest Sorcerer of Modern Times, The Champion of Commoners, and the only one he ever feared. Do you want me to still go on, huh?"

"I already know about all those titles, fanboy! All I am saying is that I am going to get way more titles than he has."

"What was the saying you just said?" asked as he rubbed his chin in contemplation. "Oh! Yes, arrogant much?" He said as he snapped his fingers at me while a smile played on his face.

"You are just jealous that in a few years I, Caelum Lovegood, will be able to surpass your role model. Now, what would that make me, your grand idol?"

Fred snapped his finger at the two of us and said. "Hey, hey... Can the both of you stop arguing and shut it, Professor Dumbledore is about to fight them, so can you keep it down and just watch the show?"

"Fine!" "Fine!" George and I answered to Fred inquiry.

The three of turned our full attention to the fight that just under its way.

Professor Dumbledore slowly and steadily walked up to the Doxy swarm with nothing else except his wand in his right hand.

The swarm noticed Professor Dumbledore arrive as well. They started screeching and growling. They must be trying to look menacingly, I think. It sure as hell would have had worked on anybody else since who in their right mind would want to face thousands of little evil looking fairies, but this is Dumbledore we are talking about, here. The greatest wizard of the century!

Some of the doxies decided to attack this feeble old man and put him in his place, but a single shout from the Doxy Queen stopped most of them. I have to give it to that Doxy Queen she very smart and perceptive. She must have realized that this old man is not your run of the mill kind of wizard, but somebody who is very dangerous. But a few did not heed their queen's command, or most likely their tiny brains were to busy thinking about how to finish off the old man, and they didn' hear their Queen's command.

When I said a few, I meant a few in comparison to the whole swarm, nearly a hundred of those little buggers flew at Professor Dumbledore with their claws poised ready and their mouths hanging wide open, ready to a big old bite out of him.

All Profesor Dumbledore did was wave his wand at the nearly hundred of doxies flying at him and the lot of them that were flying to him started to fall apart into sand, yes SAND!

My mouth hangs wide open when I see him cast that spell, that should be impossible on so many levels, I yell in my mind.

From what I understood from Transfiguration magic is that there are three distinct levels if I could say so. First is what everybody throws around Transfigurating objects it whatever your heart desires.

Then there is Transfigurating where you bring any objects you want, alive; like what Professor McGonagall did at the Battle of Hogwarts at the end of the Second Wizarding War.

Finally, there is Transfigurating a living being with intelligence into an object or anything else you want. This is very hard, and I could count with my hands how many wizards or witches have been able to do that kind of Transfiguration magic throughout Wizarding history. I think I remember my mother once mentioning that there one above them all, but she never got into detail.

But what is really shocking is that Profesor Dumbledore was able to use Chantless casting! From what I gather, you need to know that spell like the back of your hand for that to work. It is why I have still not been able to do Chantless casting.

I got to hand it to the old man, he is very outstanding. No wonder Voldemort, who has done so many experiments on to himself, fears the old geezer.

I conclude letting my mind wander and get back to watching the fight.

The Doxy Queen for all her intellect and cunning still is nothing more than an animal in front of a human with superior intelligence. She lets her animal instinct take over after she saw her children die before her eyes. Letting loose an angry shriek, most of the Doxies zoom towardsProfesor Dumbledore, ready to tear him apart for their queen. Only a few, which is hundreds, stay behind to guard her.

Dumbledore sweeps his wand again, and without a word, the black sand on the floor starts to turn into black glass shards. He motions his wand toward the large Doxy swarm flying towards him, and they both collide.

Fred whistles to himself in amazement and I got to agree with his assessment. That was Chantless casting again! No wonder he was known to be highly accomplished and knowledgeable in the incredibly complex art of Transfiguration. From what I recall he was very good at all sorts of arts, but he mainly focused on Transfiguration and Alchemy.

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