"What's going on?" The pungent smoke in front of him made Harry Potter cover his nose and take a few steps back.

When he came to his senses, he found that Christopher Patrick, who was supposed to be in front of him, was completely gone.

"Patrick, where has he been!" Harry screamed, "What the hell is going on?"

The whole venue was now in chaos, with screams coming from time to time, and the Christmas guests were frantically fleeing - the well-known wizards (Professor Slughorn's graduates) could not apparinate and had to swarm towards the fireplace, while the Hogwarts students crowded in the direction of the gate......

"Look at that!" Ron pointed in the direction of the stage.

Professor Sybil Trelawney cowered in the corner of the stage, shivering.

Not far from Professor Trelawney, Durmstrang's headmaster, Winston Vance, is battling Horace Slughorn in the middle of a fierce battle.

With a loud bang outside the door, Vance suddenly pulled out his wand and cast the "Avada Suo" spell on Professor Slughorn.

Fortunately, Slughorn reacted quickly, flashing to the side, and his body almost brushed shoulders with the green light...... Then, the two old wizards began to attack each other without any mercy.

"We need to help Professor Slughorn!" Harry prepared to rush forward as he drew his wand.

"Wait, Harry!" Hermione whispered, grabbing him, "Remember that explosion...... Perhaps the rest of Hogwarts was attacked as well?"

"yes...... And that Patrick's ...... 'terrible prophecy'!" Ron couldn't help but shudder.

But while they were hesitating, Professor Slughorn was losing ground in the duel - apparently far inferior to his opponent in terms of magic control and reaction speed.

A sudden burst of red light struck him in the chest, and poor Professor Slughorn let out a scream and fainted to the ground.

......

"Horace!" a shrill cry came from the doorway.

Professor Minerva-McGonagall strode in this direction, still in her dressing gown, apparently having just gotten out of bed.

"Damn coward!" Professor McGonagall's face was slightly distorted with anger.

Vance didn't seem to have any intention of continuing the fight with her, though, and he grinned and let out a somewhat creepy laugh...... At the same time, he waved his wand, and something seemed to fly out of his sleeve—

"How dare you break into Hogwarts...... Don't try to run away!" Professor McGonagall growled, growling.

"Be careful, Professor McGonagall!" Hermione let out a scream behind her.

Apparently, Professor McGonagall had suddenly noticed something unusual, and instead of rushing over, she took a few cautious steps back.

Almost at the same time, the light of fire appeared in front of the headmaster of Durmstrang.

"Hahahaha!" Vance laughed, "Enjoy! Master Grindelwald's gift for you!"

Then, with a wave of his wand, he smashed the window, and slowly escaped from that side.

Professor McGonagall didn't choose to chase him, she looked at the small fire in front of her with a serious expression...... At the same time, she raised her wand very carefully.

"What's going on......" Harry asked, a little inexplicably.

"This is no ordinary fire ......," Hermione whispered.

Yes, the seemingly ordinary flame began to mutate, and it became a bunch of ferocious beasts: flaming vipers, fire dragons, and Kemeralmon. These terrifying monsters began to spread to all corners of the banquet hall......

"All stand back...... Get out of here!" Professor McGonagall shouted without hesitation, "Quick!"

......

In the sky, an eerie marker floated in mid-air.

It looks like a triangular eye, with a vertical line in the middle of its pupil.

Before the horrific flames could spread completely, Professor McGonagall ordered the rest of the room to leave...... Harry and Ron carried Professor Horace-Slughorn on their backs, as well as the unconscious Professor Horace-Slughorn.

Professor McGonagall tried to use a spell to ease the terrifying flames, but her actions seemed futile...... The flames spread extremely fast, filling almost the entire room in just a few minutes.

Minerva...... What's going on!" Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout ran over breathlessly, followed by several Aurors.

It looks like they're coming from the other side of the gate.

"This damn flame!" Professor McGonagall's face turned black, and she shook her head, "Phillius, do you have a solution...... At least stop it from spreading to the entire castle, or the whole castle will be burned down!"

"It seems to be...... Fierce Fire ...... Damn, I'll give it a try......" Professor Flitwick said with a solemn expression.

In the hallway behind him, heavy footsteps were heard.

Rubeus-Hagrid led his hound Tooth and a great stone bow in his hand.

"The enemy on the other side of the castle gate has been repulsed, along with the magical creatures that are with him!" Hagrid said with a big grin, "I also saw a marten...... There are wizards who can tame it, and this magical creature is very ...... Wait, what's going on? Professor McGonagall?"

Before Hagrid could finish speaking, a violent blast of fire erupted from the room.

In the flames, a diminutive Professor Flitwick emerged, coughing violently.

"I'm sorry, Minerva...... There's nothing I can do about it!" Professor Flitwick shook his head.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, Harry had seen for the first time how ugly her face had become.

"What the hell is going on...... Hagrid asked in a whisper, even he had now figured out something was wrong.

"Hagrid, go to the common room in Slytherin and have them all get up from their beds and meet at the Quidditch pitch...... Gryffindor I'm going to inform Pomona that Hufflepuff is to be handed over to Pomona, and Ravenclaw is in charge of Filius......" Professor McGonagall said with great seriousness, "All the students, teachers, and ghosts must leave Hogwarts Castle within fifteen minutes!"

“...... Otherwise, fifteen minutes later, the damn flames would spread throughout the castle and burn all the creatures that remained......" Professor McGonagall's voice choked slightly.

"Hogwarts castle, going to burn down?" Hagrid's voice became odd.

"yes!" Professor Flitwick nodded, "There's nothing we can do about it......"

"Then don't you go and inform Professor Dumbledore......" Hagrid said, looking like an ant on a hot pan, stamping his foot.

"Professor Dumbledore rushed to London, where something unexpected happened...... We have informed him...... But I don't know if he can ......," Professor Sprout whispered.

"That's right, I'm back, Pomona!" an uplifting voice came from behind them.

Albus Dumbledore's familiar figure emerged from the end of the hallway.

In his hand he held the uniquely shaped elderberry wand:

"Stand back, Minerva, Felius...... I'll do that!"