Even Anton doesn't know how powerful the 'Traces of Time' magic is, after all, he has just figured it out.
In this regard, perhaps Voldemort knows more than he does.
Lao Fu's eyes were complicated, staring at the bathtub that was blown up by Sirius' blasting spell and the potion in the bathtub. These things seemed to have been cast with a restoration spell and restored to their original state by turning back time.
Restoration spells are not a panacea.
The bathtub and the magic potion in it can be restored, but the magic of the destroyed resurrection ritual involved in it, the restoration spell cannot be restored.
But in Anton's cycle of events, it is reappearing in front of Lao Fu in some mysterious way.
"Time magic involved!"
Voldemort murmured in a low voice, sighed, walked to the bathtub, opened his wizard robe and lay down in it.
He didn't want to be affected by magic and fall back later, and be pulled back into the bathtub by an invisible force. That feeling was too priceless.
——I'm still not strong enough!
Lao Fu folded his hands on his stomach and lay quietly in the potion, with these words echoing in his heart for a long time.
Because he had enough to contend with his dear professor Dumbledore, he had slackened his determination to continue making progress, and became active again.
like……
He invented the flying spell when he was a student, and learned the Horcrux magic invented by the ancient dark wizard "Despicable Herbo". His magical path has been stagnant for a long time.
How many decades has it been?
After graduation, for the sake of a sense of ceremony, I tried my best to find various most famous treasures to refine them into Horcruxes. In fact, there was no need at all. In fact, an ordinary notebook was more powerful.
It could even be an ordinary stone, refined into a Horcrux, and then thrown into a corner of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Who would be able to find it?
Why do this?
The veterans asked themselves, probably because they felt that they were already as powerful as Dumbledore and had reached the top of the magic path. There was no point in studying them anymore, so they had to make these Horcruxes the most perfect and most useful.
Pretty, that's all.
But now he is watching Anton's achievements appear one after another. He discovered the 'Muggle Squib' and proposed a solution. He developed the 'Item Activating Elf Curse' to resist the life-killing curse. He invented many food charms and developed the '
Traces of time' such a powerful spell...
Too many.
Even if Anton is killed by him now, it seems that he will leave a mark in the history of magic.
And as for myself...
Lao Fu thought for a while, maybe many years later, he would be like Gellert Grindelwald, writing in a few words about the war that was started that year.
So unwilling.
He is not even comparable to 'Despicable Haierbo', who invented so many powerful magics and cultivated powerful basilisks...
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…
It's not just Lao Fu who has this idea, many people do.
Anton's achievements have shocked the hearts of many wizard elders. Even Nicoléme is actively preparing to refine the second magic stone and plans to live for a few more years.
The roar of nuclear explosions swept through the entire city. In the shelter tower in New York's Central Park, everyone was talking about the terrible explosion outside the building.
"My God, we can actually be in the center of the nuclear explosion and look directly at the light produced by the nuclear explosion!" The scientists were crazy. They placed Geller counters all over the corners of the shelter tower, but there was no
Hear the chirp of the half-life machine.
How is this the witchcraft of a wizard?
It’s simply a miracle!
Restoration spells, forgetting spells, magical healing powers of potions...
Even after experiencing so many miraculous magics, the feeling of quietly watching a nuclear explosion occur in the middle of a war can still make my whole body tremble.
The shock goes both ways.
The "New York Nuclear Explosion" completely destroyed the pride of many wizards. In the past, wizards who thought that a "Muggle Expelling Curse" was enough to protect their own place were shocked by such a terrifying attack method.
That nuclear bomb was so big that it destroyed the entire city in an instant.
Just ask, which wizard can survive such an explosion?
You may be able to avoid apparating, but you also need to know that there is a nuclear explosion. The nuclear bomb exploded in the west of the city, and the wizard lives in the east of the city. How can he still know what happened?
It's impossible, I won't even know how I died.
Not just nuclear bombs, but those terrifying missiles, powerful explosives, ultra-long-range sniper rifles, instant global communication telephones, satellites floating outside the planet watching everything...
There are so many things that make wizards stunned.
They were only protected by the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy and left Muggle society for three hundred years. How come the world is completely different?
In the little wizard's bedtime fairy tales, Muggles wear thick armor, hold heavy axes, hold bows and arrows, and ride big horses. Isn't that how it should look?
Times have changed!
It has become so unrecognizable!
Any weak Muggle can kill an ordinary wizard as long as he picks up a firearm. This is a fact that everyone is clearly certain of.
If we really want to calculate our strength, wizards are still the marginalized group of people in history who cannot confront them head-on and can only hide in dark corners and practice witchcraft.
Strong and weak.
There is also the group of 'sub-wizards' that has become a hot topic recently. They can cast a single spell and can also use firearms. This combination seems to be more than just 'sub-wizards'.
Many people are thinking about the potential of the 'Muggle Squibs' group.
…
"Albus..."
Over New York City, a looming curtain floated. Under the curtain, Grindelwald looked down at the city with a complicated expression.
Without Anton's 'trace of time' magic, he might have completely entered the world of the dead after the first nuclear explosion.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As an innovator who spent half his life in a prison cell, Gellert Grindelwald once thought he could face death indifferently.
But time looped again and again, causing him to wander crazily between the real world and the world of the dead, and he actually began to fear the arrival of death.
Not to mention…
Grindelwald's strange child stared at the city, watching Anton transform into something similar to Obscurus and being stretched out by the explosion of the nuclear bomb to cover the entire city, watching the shrinkage after the explosion, and suddenly there were too many things.
Lots of ideas.
"I plan to go back to Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That bastard Karkaroff abandoned the school and ran away after Tom Riddle returned. No one knows where he has hidden to this day."
"Many people are praying for me to go back. They are all willing to go to Durmstrang to become a professor and continue to serve me."
"I'm already tired and don't want to get involved in this kind of thing anymore..."
"But now looking at the changes in the world, I suddenly have too many expectations."
"You see, in the living building that Anton gave birth to, it is not that Muggles and wizards cannot coexist harmoniously. We have missed the era of enslaving Muggles. Now that Muggles have risen through technology, maybe the future can be
The age of cooperation.”
Dumbledore looked at him with a smile and nodded, "From cooperation to integration, this has always been my desire. The International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy separated the two societies, thereby reducing the war within mankind, but it also
It is gradually no longer in line with the changes of this era, and it is time to make changes.”
Grindelwald chuckled and glanced sideways at Dumbledore, "Ha, I always thought you were a supporter of the Statute of Secrecy."
Dumbledore was silent for a while and shook his head, "If Anton hadn't arrived, the Statute of Secrecy would still be the best barrier to maintain the relationship between Muggles and wizards."
"Anton has changed the world..."
This change seems to have started after Anton was captured in Azkaban and started writing books in prison. Little by little, this world became unfamiliar to Dumbledore.
The interesting changes that I had been looking forward to in the past were slowly unfolding before my eyes.
So full of possibilities.
"Ariana, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you. I seem to..."
Dumbledore murmured, looking at the shelter tower from a distance, "I don't want to die either."