Allen's guess was correct—just as the fox rushed over to find him, a Black Wizard base had erupted into chaos.
All because of a passing witch in the dungeon not long ago.
Mahoutokoro is a notoriously strict school—students begin at age seven in pink wizard robes, and when their robes turn gold, they graduate.
But not every student's robes change from flashy pink to opulent gold.
Some wizards fail the final transformation entirely, while others turn their robes pure white—a direct violation of Japanese wizarding law, marking them as criminals.
The former is unfortunate; the latter is wanted. And clearly, no one wants to end up in a wizarding prison just to receive a "welcome gift."
So, defections occur.
When these white-robed fugitives form an organization, other students who couldn't graduate are naturally drawn in. Who wouldn't be bitter after years of watching younger students graduate while remaining stuck?
Non-graduates were never fully accepted by the Japanese wizarding community—they slipped into the shadows.
Just as Britain has Diagon Alley, Japan has its dark corners of the magical world—far more developed, in fact.
Although Japanese authorities tried to control them, these rogue wizards' influence only grew.
Fortunately, their internal conflicts prevented complete chaos, maintaining some stability in Japan's magical society.
Because their identities must remain secret, they kept their bases under tight control—unfortunately, a maid stumbled right into one.
She was there to contact an operation participant—obviously, a wizard was more reliable than an owl.
To avoid notice, she disguised herself as a Muggle. Unfortunately, a "Muggle Repelling Charm" revealed her instantly.
A passing wizard might have been ignored, but a wizard disguised as a Muggle approaching a base? Unacceptable. Before she could react, seven Dark Wizards attacked her. She was immediately overwhelmed.
What followed was routine interrogation, truth serums, and various soul-grabbing spells. What was meant as a simple check yielded unimaginable information. And it was real—she confirmed it with her life.
Even a single surname was enough—the name of that prince was so famous that the secret could only relate to him.
After the cost of three diviners bleeding, magical tools exploding, and several years off their lives, more detailed intelligence was gathered. The fox had underestimated these Dark Wizards—their foundations far exceeded outside assumptions.
No exact location was obtained, but one key piece of information surfaced—a participating yokai.
All information about the yokai was quickly gathered, and a series of purchase lists were compiled. Many raw materials they used couldn't be obtained through normal markets, yet this market was controlled by the organization itself.
Thus, a rare anti-curse potion was delivered, priced slightly higher than usual, with only a minor discount—this reassured the yokai.
Everyone except Allen had been notified to prepare at any time. Given the mission's importance, advance notice of timing wasn't possible.
And the fox wouldn't kindly tell anyone the operation was moved up—a dead comrade is better than a complacent one.
If Allen hadn't been confirmed as an ally and his schedule wasn't already conflicting, the fox would have kept him in the dark. Once again, as usual, we're not close enough for loyalty—why not exploit the situation?
Because the expedition's duration was uncertain, Allen first went to ask his professor for leave. Engrossed in research, the professor dismissed him without even hearing the excuse. Of course, Allen still got the permission slip.
To ensure peak combat effectiveness, Allen brought Valor along—after all, the opponent's reputation was massive. Who could guarantee that even in death, nothing unexpected would happen?
What if he's not dead?
Horcruxes grant immortality, unicorn blood extends life, Philosopher's Stones prolong life—why would his enemy lack longevity methods?
If a figure who attended mythological councils wasn't truly dead, then charging in blindly would be suicidal. Our only choice for success—kill him.
This didn't conflict with Allen's principles—in fact, he felt a surge of excitement.
Of course, before the plan began, all of this was just speculation—the location hadn't even been reached yet.
Honestly, the probability of him being alive wasn't high. Time was long, and the mechanisms were mostly just obstacles—not insurmountable.
With two thousand Galleons in hand, Allen's resources were abundant—allowing him to unlock two heroic legacies:
Taliyah and Jarvan IV.
Two masters of terrain manipulation—even the most vicious mechanisms would be reduced by at least half against such raw power.
Moreover, Allen had experience exploring Slytherin's legacy. Although the tomb was less deadly, it was sufficient.
It wasn't that Slytherin's legacy was weak—rather, legacy traps couldn't compare to grave-based defenses. One seeks the successor; the other protects the corpse. Which do you think has harsher mechanisms?
Legacy areas preserve power and contain selection functions—otherwise, the successor could die to their own traps.
Allen prepared meticulously—not just for mechanisms, but also for humans. Human greed was far more dangerous.
Aside from the fox being a trustworthy teammate, betrayal by others was always possible, especially with high stakes. Remember, the fox already advanced him two thousand Galleons—before profit sharing.
With such temptation, mischief was inevitable.
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