Chapter 183 Eavesdropping

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The crown of Ravenclaw, which symbolizes wisdom and erudition, was ruthlessly destroyed by the extremely terrifying Fiendfyre. You know, there is only one way to end this terrible Fiendfyre, and that is to cast the mysterious and powerful spell "End of All Curses".

The magic of this spell is that it can directly isolate all the magical elements around it, making it impossible for the Fiendish Fire to rely on or attach to anything! In other words, it is as if the space it is in is instantly transformed into an absolute vacuum state! This shows how amazing the power of this Fiendish Fire is!

Thinking of this, Rowling couldn't help but think of the Sword of Gryffindor. Since this sword has the unique ability to absorb special powers, if he can inject more powerful power into it, can he make this legendary sword invincible and unbeatable? A sword that can truly cover the nineteen states!

Rowling was secretly delighted in his heart, because he knew very well that if his idea could really be realized, then the power of the Sword of Gryffindor would definitely be raised to a higher level, becoming a truly fearsome and peerless weapon.

At this time, Rowling had completely understood what Dumbledore's meaningful look meant. So, he reached out and grasped the sword of Gryffindor without hesitation, and quickly mobilized the surging fire element magic in his body, continuously injecting it into the sword.

In an instant, a blazing fire tightly wrapped around the sword like a nimble fire dragon, and then it slashed towards the pendant box that exuded an evil aura with the force of thunder!

At the moment when the two touched, there was a crisp sound like crystal falling to the ground. In an instant, the locket box that seemed to be intact seemed to have received a huge impact and shattered into pieces in an instant!

At the same time, accompanied by an extremely sharp and piercing ghost cry that seemed to be able to pierce the human eardrum, Voldemort's eerie and terrifying black shadow suddenly emerged from the broken locket, but it was only a flash in the pan, and then quickly dissipated into the air, completely disappearing without a trace!

After witnessing Rowling's amazing move, all the wizards were dumbfounded and looked incredulous. Those wizards who had never met Rowling before could not help but focus their attention on this 15-year-old wizard and began to re-examine and value him.

However, wizards like Snape, who knew Rowling's unique identity, were relatively calm. However, they were a little surprised in their hearts, but still thought to themselves: "It seems that Rowling's strength has become even stronger!"

At the same time, these wizards also vaguely felt that Luo Lin standing in front of them seemed a little different from ordinary people. He always exuded an indescribable aura, as if he was beyond the mundane world and not like an ordinary person.

Professor McGonagall, who was always known for her seriousness, suddenly frowned. Although she was relieved that she had just successfully destroyed one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, she still had some worries in her heart. So, she could no longer hold back and turned to Dumbledore beside her and asked, "Albus, we destroyed the Horcrux of this mysterious man, won't he notice it?"

Professor McGonagall's words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the originally relaxed and joyful atmosphere. Upon hearing this, the smiles on the faces of the wizards around them suddenly disappeared, replaced by solemn and worried expressions.

Facing everyone's doubts, Dumbledore seemed confident. He answered in a firm and steady voice: "I don't think Voldemort will notice anything.

You know, his soul has long been broken due to excessive splitting to create many Horcruxes. In such a fragile state, he has no time to take care of the condition of each Horcrux. "

After hearing Dumbledore's confident explanation, the wizards present finally felt relieved. They exchanged glances with each other, as if they saw the dawn of hope in each other's eyes.

Suddenly, Moody's weathered face became serious. He raised the wand in his hand, muttered something, and then a dazzling spell shot out like lightning, straight towards the closed door.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became extremely tense, and the eyes of the wizards were involuntarily drawn to the door.

Everyone looked closely and saw a floating ear sticking to the door, trying to eavesdrop on what was going on inside the house. The ear seemed to have life, trembling slightly in the air.

Rowling saw this and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile. In fact, he had long expected that Harry and the others would not obediently avoid them. After all, based on his understanding of these children, the Weasleys were always naughty and mischievous.

Harry was full of curiosity. How could he just go back to his room? As for Black, when he saw this scene, a gleam of relief flashed in his eyes. He secretly sighed in his heart: "He is worthy of being James' son. He is as brave and fearless as his father!"

Headmaster Dumbledore remained calm, and it was obvious that he had known about this for a long time. But unlike the others, Mrs. Weasley could not remain calm. Her originally gentle face flushed red in an instant, and a surge of anger rose from the bottom of her heart.

She turned around without hesitation, strode out the door and headed straight for the stairs, apparently ready to teach these disobedient and ignorant little guys a lesson.

It was no doubt Mrs. Weasley who had suggested that the children should be kept away. In her eyes, these children, although 15 years old, were still just children.

Especially Harry, who was exposed to such dangerous things too early, really made Mrs. Weasley feel distressed. For Rowling, even if it was just that seemingly easy and simple move in Egypt, the strength he showed was by no means comparable to that of ordinary wizards.

Mrs. Weasley stormed up the stairs, however, when she reached the room where the children were, she found it empty.

She could not help but be stunned, with doubts and worries in her heart. She scanned the room and after confirming that there were no hidden corners or magical mechanisms, she frowned tightly.

Just as she was wondering where the children might have gone, a faint laugh came from the corridor. Mrs. Weasley turned quickly and walked towards the direction of the sound, her steps slightly hurried. As she got closer, the laughter became clearer, and she finally spotted the figures of several children around a corner.