When the space-time marking spell Charle cast imprinted a "Demolish" character on the coffin,
The sea of dragon blood, which had been surging with blood waves, calmed down because of it.
It was as if the being inside the coffin was shocked by this unstoppable marking magic, and a sense of dread arose in its heart.
Such a peculiar magic, even though he had existed in the magical world for so long, was unheard of.
Was this symbol imprinted on his coffin some kind of magic circle, or a rune with special power?
Charle's performance far exceeded his expectations, forcing him to concentrate and be on guard.
Just a moment later, the being in the coffin went through the countless pieces of magical knowledge in his mind, and his expression gradually changed.
He could confirm that the symbol imprinted on his coffin was not any known text or rune.
After it was imprinted, nothing else happened.
It was just like a simple mark.
And the being in the coffin also dug out the meaning of this kind of text from a corner of his mind.
It seemed to be the text of a certain Eastern country, and the meaning it represented was—
Demolition?!
When he realized this, his shock and anger were truly indescribable.
To have such a symbol imprinted on his coffin was a great humiliation, truly a great humiliation!
A low roar came from inside the coffin, the iron chains wrapped around the coffin clanged, and the coffin lid began to tremble continuously, as if something was about to come out of it.
In the sea of dragon blood, far more ferocious waves than before surged layer upon layer.
Those bone dragons also let out angry roars.
"Are you humiliating me?"
"Wizard, you have no idea what you've done, no idea what kind of being you've angered!"
"Even Dumbledore won't be able to protect you forever. No matter how great the price, I will crawl out of this coffin, and I will make you pay!"
Along with the furious roar of the being in the coffin, Charle could see a red light brewing in the illusion before his eyes.
A sense of crisis that made his scalp tingle was born from it.
It was as if even through the illusion, the spell that being was brewing would pose a fatal threat to him.
Charle estimated that his wizard form would definitely not be able to withstand this spell.
Even if he transformed into his ancient dragon form and used his most powerful dragon language magic - Storm Call - to clash with this spell, he would likely suffer heavy injuries.
"Is this the strength of the old monsters hidden in the magical world?"
"Right, Nicolas Flamel can survive to this day through the Philosopher's Stone, and Voldemort has methods like Horcruxes. How could those former wizards and beings who dominated the magical world not have similar methods to prolong their lives?"
"The accumulation of long years is enough to make their strength even more terrifying. Judging by what the being in this coffin said, although he is wary of Dumbledore holding the Elder Wand, he can still fight."
Charle felt a sense of solemnity in his heart.
He was very strong now, strong to the point of being a cut above the rest.
Ordinary wizards were like playthings in front of him, and even most of the professors at Hogwarts and the so-called Elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were no exception.
But Charle still felt there was a distance to the level of Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort.
Leaving aside other things, just Grindelwald's Fiendfyre Curse that could incinerate a small city was something Charle couldn't match even now using Storm Call.
This was Grindelwald from decades ago, when Dumbledore didn't even have the Elder Wand in his hand.
Now, if Dumbledore were to go all out, the destructive power he would display would probably far exceed Grindelwald's back then, and Charle was still far from being able to reach that level.
And this old monster hidden in Romania was a being of that level.
However, although he was extremely wary in his heart, Charle showed no sign of it on his face, and his expression even became more arrogant.
What was the reason he chose to deduce Apparition first when his deduction points were not sufficient?
Wasn't it so he could escape at a time like this?
Looking at the red light brewing in the illusion, Charle's face was full of arrogance.
"Old geezer, you're already lying in a coffin and still not being well-behaved, you want to crawl out?"
"Then I'll have to weld your coffin lid shut!"
"Spell clash, is it? Come on, come on, look at this spell of mine!"
Immediately, the Mithril Wand in Charle's hand erupted with a dazzling green light.
The unforgivable curse flowed smoothly from Charle's mouth.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Upon hearing the Killing Curse incantation, the being in the coffin was startled.
The Killing Curse?
He had heard of this infamous curse even while in the coffin, and had even specifically ordered his servant to cast it for him to see.
Regarding this spell, he could only say it was like the ancient dragons' dragon language magic that once amazed an era. The Killing Curse, a spell with instant death properties, was also a masterpiece of this era, a work of pure madness.
If a wizard of the same level or one level weaker than him cast this spell, he would have to be extremely careful to ensure he wasn't hit, otherwise, it would be big trouble.
But how could a young wizard like Charle, at his age, possess such intense killing intent that he could use the Killing Curse without the slightest hesitation?
How many years had he not paid attention to the outside world for the wizarding world to become like this?
And just as Charle chanted the incantation for the Killing Curse, a dazzling green light, like a tide, surged out from the tip of his wand, engulfing everything in front of him.
Seeing this scene, the being in the coffin felt his scalp tingle.
What the hell is this, the Killing Curse?
Isn't the Killing Curse a single-target spell? When did it become an area-of-effect spell?
Who taught Charle to cast the Killing Curse like this? The Ministry of Magic should lock him up in Azkaban for life!
Then, remembering Charle's previous extremely bizarre and unstoppable marking magic, the being in the coffin felt a pang of fear.
He dared not underestimate Charle's spells anymore.
What if this outrageous Killing Curse was also as unpredictable as the previous spell, completely unstoppable and unavoidable?
Immediately, the spell the being in the coffin had been preparing was also paused, and he focused all his attention on preparing to deal with this Killing Curse.
However, just as his blood-colored spell paused, a look of amusement appeared on Charle's face.
He truly didn't know the Killing Curse. The Killing Curse incantation was merely a prelude to long-distance Apparition, and it seemed to work well for confusing powerful enemies.
As for the tide-like green light that swept out, it was merely an application of the Lumos Charm.
With Charle's mastery of the Lumos Charm, doing this was easier than eating and drinking.
But the combination of the two successfully made the being in the coffin interrupt his dangerous magic, buying Charle time for a long-distance Apparition.
So, while the being in the coffin was still concentrating and guarding against the "Killing Curse," a smile curved Charle's lips.
With a bang, his figure vanished from the spot.
In the illusion that appeared in Knockturn Alley, the being in the coffin was stunned for a moment before realizing he had been tricked.
What Killing Curse?
It was just a delay tactic, and I actually fell for it!
Being repeatedly tricked and humiliated by an eleven-year-old young wizard truly broke the defenses of this being who considered himself ancient and noble.
"Ahhh, Dumbledore, look what you've taught!"
The sea of blood churned, and the bone dragon roared.
"Young wizard, you wait for me, you wait for me!"
...
Meanwhile, in a forest, Charle's figure appeared.
After confirming that he was no longer locked onto by the being in the sea of blood, Charle breathed a slight sigh of relief.
If he were caught again, it would be truly troublesome.
Although this old fellow seemed not very intelligent, his strength was undeniable.
Even from such a distance, he could still manifest an illusion through the mark left on the Vampire Earl's servant and even cast powerful magic from afar.
This also served as a reminder to Charle.
"There are also so-called ancient ones, Old Ones, and other beings in the wizarding world. If there are unpredictable places like R'lyeh, it's normal for some ancient beings to appear elsewhere."
"I thought my strength was already quite strong, but now it seems that the strength that was considered strong in the original work might not necessarily allow me to walk sideways in this wizarding world."
Thinking of that sea of dragon blood and mountain of dragon bones, Charle's eyes burned with desire.
"How many deduction points would that be?"
"It's a pity my strength isn't enough, otherwise, I would Apparate directly and forcibly dismantle it. That would be a huge windfall!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes showing determination.
"Compared to letting that old monster crawl out of his coffin, I still prefer to be in control."
"Strength still needs to be improved."
Then, Charle concentrated and thought.
Although he had no idea of the identity or origin of the old monster he dealt with this time, Charle could confirm one thing: the other party was definitely not a benevolent being.
Just from the sea of dragon blood and the several spells the other party displayed, it was clear that his magic was likely related to blood, controlling death, and so on.
Coupled with having a Vampire Earl as a servant and sleeping in a coffin, a guess gradually formed in Charle's mind.
"This old monster might also be a vampire."
"Even if not, he belongs to the category of dark creatures and has nothing to do with light or holiness."
"Since that's the case..."
Charle's thoughts finally settled on the Dust-Free Land Curse, which had made him invincible against ordinary wizards.
This spell was derived from the Banishing Charm used against dark creatures and dark wizards. If further deduction were made, it should have a stronger effect against dark creatures.
At the same time, Charle also recalled the Patronus Charm, which he had obtained long ago but never had enough points to deduce.
In terms of countering dark creatures, the Patronus Charm is even superior to the Banishing Charm, almost the highest representation of holy magic in the original work.
A look of anticipation appeared in Charle's eyes.
The original Patronus Charm had miraculous effects in combating dark creatures and was the only way to deal with Dementors. So, if it were further deduced by him and Deep Blue working together, to what height would it be pushed?
The next moment, Charle decisively said in his mind.
"Deep Blue, the Dust-Free Land Curse, the Patronus Charm..."
"Continue to deduce them all in the direction of targeting dark creatures!"
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