Roy entered the Valvas Mansion after leaving Nurmengard Castle. The grand hall was filled with familiar faces: Venelana Bael, Rem, Ram, Albedo, Grayfia Lucifuge, Narcissa, Bela White, Penelope, Nagini, and Rowen Ravenclaw. Their eyes immediately fell on him as he crossed the hall.
Rowen's gaze locked with Roy's, a mix of anticipation and concern in her voice. "Did you… find the answers?" she asked softly.
The others, puzzled, leaned toward her. "What answers?" Venelana inquired, tilting her head.
Roy exhaled slowly, his expression calm but resolute. "Everything about Cassian Veylorn… how he manipulated Voldemort, his grand plan, and the dark legacy that's been hidden for centuries."
A hush fell over the room. One by one, the others realized the weight of his words. Venelana, Rem, Ram, Albedo, Grayfia, Narcissa, Bela, Penelope, and Nagini were all silent, a chill running down their spines as the magnitude of Cassian Veylorn's machinations sank in.
Roy continued, outlining Veylorn's manipulation of Voldemort, his teachings of forbidden black magic, and his grand scheme to ensure his influence persisted even beyond death. As he spoke, the group's initial shock turned to a solemn awe. They could feel the danger, the brilliance, and the ruthlessness of a mind centuries ahead.
Rowen, having absorbed the revelations, murmured, "Slazar Slytherin's disciple… Cassian… he truly knew how to weave his legacy into history."
Roy placed a reassuring hand on his hip. "Don't dwell on it too much. We'll discuss our next moves carefully. For now… enjoy life to its fullest."
The others nodded, feeling the warmth of protection radiate from him. They knew that as long as Roy was around, they were safe. The tension that had gripped them loosened, replaced by trust and a deep sense of security.
Roy then retired to his room, the quiet click of the door marking the start of his solitude. No sooner had he entered than a system notification appeared before him:
System Task: Find the mastermind behind VoldemortSystem Rewards: 2 Advanced Boost Potions
Roy's eyes flicked to the rewards. Counting the potion he had obtained previously, he now held three Advanced Boost Potions. With a swift motion, he uncorked all three vials and drank them consecutively.
Instantly, a surge of immense power coursed through him. The magic within his body aligned perfectly with his Dark Phoenix bloodline, the latent energy of his family awakening fully. His abilities, previously restricted even in Bankai form, now flowed freely. He could wield Ryujjin Jakka or Kyoka Suigtsu at will, activating their Bankai without limitation.
Roy felt the combination of absolute defense from Avalon, immortality, and the raw destructive power of his Dark Phoenix bloodline integrate seamlessly. He was no longer just a grandmage—he was a legend, a powerhouse unmatched in the wizarding world.
He thought of Cassian Veylorn. Even if Veylorn, with all his centuries of knowledge and black magic mastery, appeared before him at full strength, Roy now knew he could defeat him without hesitation. His system confirmed it: the only wizard whose power could even challenge such a peak was Merlin, long deceased and never entering the mortal realm. Even Cassian Veylorn's mastery would pale against Roy's current might.
A slow, confident smile spread across Roy's face. The guardian of the wizarding world had reached a new echelon, and no dark force—no matter how cunning or ancient—would threaten those under his protection.