A day at Hogwarts

Peeves's action was so sudden that no one, including Charles himself, could react.

“Sizzle!”

Suddenly, a lot of lightning came out from inside the metal ball, and a flash of lightning passed in front of Voldemort. If his nose was still there, he would have been hit.

He felt that the lightning contained a powerful force. If it was not guided and hit directly, he would probably be reduced to ashes.

Dumbledore was not so lucky. A bolt of lightning struck his beard, and it quickly turned into ashes towards his chin.

He cut off his beard in time to save his chin.

People who were farther away couldn't help but step back when they saw that Dumbledore couldn't even keep his beard.

At this moment, Peeves suddenly attacked again. After circling in the sky, he flew back to the door carrying Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Jack asked Peeves in a stern voice: "Peeves, why did you do this!"

He knew very well how powerful that force was. If it was not guided, Charles would be destroyed mentally and spiritually, with no possibility of recovery.

Voldemort also stared at Peeves.

He was just doing something secretly with the Guardian Wand, thinking that he could use that power to defeat or even kill Dumbledore, but Peeves threw Charles in to cause trouble.

An Auror from Slytherin happened to glance at Voldemort and saw the hatred in his eyes. Thinking of some rumors he had heard from his nephew a while ago, he felt that the joke might be true.

Dumbledore slowly raised his wand to his brow, ready to give Voldemort a hard blow on the back of the head, to resolve this unstable factor and then find a way to rescue Charles.

At this moment, the metal ball emitted a blinding light, and everyone subconsciously covered their eyes.

The metal ball vibrated violently, and gorgeous and strange light patterns appeared on its surface. Countless electric arcs turned into light snakes that slithered around, and the image in front of him was slightly unnaturally distorted.

While everyone's attention was drawn to it, Jack tried to control the power, but found that it was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins and could not be controlled at all.

The electric arc gradually converged and wrapped around the ball of light, sometimes dark and sometimes bright, like a heartbeat or breathing.

No one could figure out what was going on, what this power was, or what happened to Charles.

Dumbledore wanted to find Peeves to find out the truth, but he had already run away and disappeared without a trace.

The electric light gradually dimmed, and the metal ball returned to calm, with a ball of silver-white light still inside.

"Charles is still alive!" Erica suddenly shouted, "There is a breath of life in it!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Dumbledore turned around and was about to tell Jack not to worry, when he suddenly discovered that Jack and Voldemort had Disapparated away at the same time.

"not good!"

He didn't expect that Voldemort would take this opportunity to capture Jack again.

There is no doubt that Voldemort must have seen that there was no chance today and was thinking of finding another opportunity to threaten Charles next time.

Dumbledore's face darkened. If he had known, he would have dealt with Voldemort first.

What happened today was too strange and consumed a lot of his energy. He also had to worry about Charles' safety and was unable to focus on one thing while neglecting another.

At the same time, Voldemort got up from the ground, not understanding what had happened for a moment.

There was the sound of waves hitting rocks nearby, the wind was cold, and behind us there was a tall, large black building.

Voldemort suddenly asked: "Why didn't you run away some time ago?"

Jack said sincerely, "I think it's a bit pitiful that you eat what Lucius cooks every day."

Voldemort was touched to see that he spoke so sincerely.

Jack continued, "You don't want to face Albus later."

Voldemort did not react, but he knew in his heart that now was not the time to confront Dumbledore.

Now that things have come to this, what we need to consider is how to get back.

Voldemort decided to wait here. Malfoy and the others would definitely be caught by the Aurors and sent here soon. He would then find a way to break into the prison.

Maybe, I can take this opportunity to convince the Dementors to listen to me.

As for recovering my body, I'm afraid I'll have to find another way.

At this time, a Dementor flew over and Jack went to meet it.

He was relieved when he learned that Charles was still alive. He could withstand the initial period of violent magic, and there was no need to worry when the magic eased. The worst that could happen was that he would be charred to a crisp, just like when Grindelwald first arrived at number 3 Privet Drive.

Jack was relieved, but the others were worried.

The metal ball seemed to have returned to calm, but Charles still did not come out.

"boom!"

Suddenly, lightning and thunder appeared around the metal ball again, more violent than before.

Dumbledore was about to walk over, but lightning struck and destroyed the stone bridge in front of him, forcing him to retreat.

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People felt as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years was gradually waking up.

Fudge asked Dumbledore tremblingly: "What...what is that?"

Everyone else looked at Dumbledore, who was well-informed.

Dumbledore replied uncertainly, "It should be Charles."

Fudge couldn't help but ask: "What on earth is Charles...?"

He always felt that anyone who could survive under such magical power must not be human, and neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort could do it.

No one can answer, and until now no one can even figure out what the magical power here is.

After more than ten minutes, the chaotic lightning suddenly became orderly, and a bridge was built from the platform under the metal ball, leading directly to the crowd.

The next moment, a hand stretched out from the metal ball and picked up the clothes that had fallen from the ground at some point. Soon after, a person came out, brushed off the dirt on his body, and walked towards the crowd.

"Charles?"

Dumbledore discovered that apart from Charles' hair and beard suffering the same fate, his entire temperament had changed greatly, and it seemed as if he could see the depths of the universe in his eyes.

Charles walked up to him and said with a smile, "It's me, Professor Dumbledore."

"I'm sorry, I know you have a lot of questions, but I just regained my memory and my mind is a little confused for a while. I'm afraid it will take some time before we can talk."

The first person to breathe a sigh of relief was Fudge. Not to mention the collusion between the Ministry of Magic and the Dancing Grass Restaurant, the trade network of werewolf potions and the centaur liaison office would not work without Charles in charge.

Dumbledore said: "It's good to restore your memory. You should have a good rest these days, but don't forget to do your homework."

Charles said, "It's okay, Harry will take the initiative to help me with my holiday homework."

"Well, please keep it a secret for me. I can use the excuse that I forgot about it and not pay him."

Dumbledore was completely relieved. Only a few people knew that Harry helped Charles with his holiday homework.

Charles turned to Fleur and Erica and said, "I'm sorry to have worried you."

Furong said: "I'm glad you're okay, but your grandfather..."

Charles shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry about him. He's smarter than we thought. He won't be hurt."

At this time, Erica asked him: "Do you remember how much money you owe me?"

Charles smiled and said, "I owe you a tractor."

Dumbledore said, "Now everyone go back, there is still a lot to do."

Fudge nodded immediately. Other things were another matter, but no one would be able to have a good Christmas once Voldemort appeared.

Charles said to Dumbledore, "Professor, I would like to return to Fairbottom Castle tonight."

Dumbledore agreed, thinking that their company might have a way to find Jack, so he tried again.

He had a lot of things to do himself, and Arthur Weasley should be in the office by now.