Hogwarts: I Am an Exemplary Wizard

Chapter 1177 -828: Rosier’s Decision (Part 3)

“Guide me!”

The wand tip rotated and stopped in one direction.

“It’s this way, isn’t it? Let’s go after him.” One person impatiently flew some distance ahead.

“That’s right, this is the way, here’s a broom twig he dropped.”

The others immediately rushed out.

But Vinda Rosier didn’t move. After observing from a higher altitude for a moment, she decisively flew back in the direction they came from.

The midnight forest was terrifyingly silent, as if even the sound of insects had vanished. Rosier sped along, her expression growing more and more grim.

The quieter it was around her, the more it confirmed a certain suspicion in her heart.

Rosier accelerated once more, transforming into a giant golden eagle, soaring above the forest.

Finally, she saw the desolate tower and a leopard made of flames.

Swooping down, its target was…

Using the golden eagle’s excellent vision, Rosier saw Tinos holding his wand with his left hand and the injured, unconscious people behind him.

“Stop!”

The golden eagle let out a sharp screech, morphing back into Rosier in mid-air. She pointed her wand directly at Kael, emitting a blinding green light.

Kael dodged in time, and her Killing Curse hit the cliff behind, blasting out a shocking crater.

Rosier landed on the ground, her face gloomy as she stared at Kael, who was smiling at her.

“Is this Dumbledore’s style? To ruthlessly kill those who are already defenseless…”

“You’re really insulting me with that comment.” Kael shook his head. “I never had such an idea. You can ask this gentleman—if he hadn’t insisted on blocking my way, I would have left long ago.”

Rosier looked at Tinos.

Though reluctant, Tinos nodded, “Yes, his target has always been me.”

“I just didn’t expect you wouldn’t pursue me but would instead turn back.” Kael shrugged.

“Your speed could never be faster than ours; even if you found the right direction, you’d be caught eventually.” Rosier said calmly. “Thinking about it, the best way was to run back.

“Though it takes more time, it helps you evade us and keeps you safer. Honestly, I didn’t think you’d do that at first.”

“But you came back anyway.”

“Because of that broom twig.” Rosier said. “I didn’t believe you’d be so careless.”

“It seems I did something unnecessary.” Kael sighed, hands behind his back. “For wizards like you who stormed the world sixty years ago, my little tricks are indeed rather childish.”

“You shouldn’t say that.” Rosier adjusted her slightly disheveled robe. “Killing Klaf to provoke us, making us lose our judgment, then leaving obvious clues… most people were fooled by you.”

“Vinda… what are you saying… Klaf is dead?!” Tinos’s legs gave out, nearly collapsing to the ground.

“Kill him… avenge… avenge Klaf.”

“There’s nothing to avenge. We were the ones to strike first, it’s only fair.” Rosier said coolly. “If you lead us into Nimongard, I can guarantee your life.”

“That won’t do. If you rescue him, I can’t explain myself.” Kael said.

“So there’s nothing to discuss?” Rosier raised her eyebrow. “You should know, the only reason you’re alive is because we don’t want to kill you.”

“Of course, I know.” Kael said. “If you had used the Killing Curse earlier, my Protego Totalum definitely couldn’t block it. But still, I refuse your request. But before we fight, I’m curious about something.”

“Fight… with just your Fiendfyre Curse?” Rosier glanced at the wizards lying on the ground. “But since you didn’t harm them, go ahead and ask…”

“It’s just, between rescuing Grindelwald or watching him die, which would you choose?”

“What?”

“Periculum!”

Kael’s wand, hidden behind him, suddenly spouted a stream of golden-red flames. Under his control, the leopard formed by the Fiendfyre jumped into the air, merging with the flames.

In an instant, the golden-red turned into a chilling crimson.

The Fire God, entirely made of Fiendfyre, Kael was using for the first time, even startling Rosier, who instinctively raised her wand in front of her.

But she quickly realized, the flames weren’t targeting her, but the tower on the cliff.

The Fiendfyre couldn’t destroy the magic protecting Nimongard, but it engulfed everything around it, the intense heat turning the tower red for a moment.

“Take your time to choose, Ms. Vinda Rosier,” Kael turned with a smile, “Mr. Grindelwald might not last much longer…”

Without any hesitation, Rosier abandoned Kael and dashed towards the tower.