"Wait, you just said...you cracked the Sorcerer's Sorrow?!"
Hogwarts, in the somewhat crowded principal's office.
As the girl's voice fell, the flames in the room suddenly dimmed for a moment.
Not far away, Gilderoy Lockhart, who was still looking at the [Hanged Man] tarot card in his hand with a frown, suddenly felt a suffocating pressure, as if he was suddenly thrown into deep water.
Same.
Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Scamander, and Flamel, the four wizards at the top of today's wizarding world, raised their heads in unison and stared at Elena with different expressions, an intriguing light burst out in their eyes.
Newt Scamander stood up abruptly, his large wizard robe knocking the teacup belt to the ground.
"Is this true? It's the demonic power released by the Muggles?!"
Ignoring the black tea splashing on him and the teacup still rolling on the ground, Newt hurriedly asked.
"If you put it this way, all those who were infected with the Sorcerer's Sorrow were saved?! Why didn't I..."
Perhaps for most wizards, they still have a sense of superiority.
But in the eyes of top wizards like Dumbledore and Grindelwald, ever since that shocking explosion decades ago, the non-magical world has actually had the capital to compete with the magical world.
Or, to be more precise - the possibility of destruction is almost visible to the naked eye.
Different from the magical wars buried in the dust of history hundreds of years ago, under the catalysis of World War II, Muggles who have mastered nuclear weapons finally have the ability to destroy the world. In the face of the "Wizard's Sorrow",
The more powerful the wizard, the more vulnerable he is. When the world turns to scorched earth, even Hogwarts in the Scottish Highlands cannot stay away.
Soil, water, air...
When the war breaks out, the harm caused by ubiquitous nuclear pollution to the magical world is far greater than that of the non-magical world.
Nearly half a century has passed, wizards have already discovered the horrors of the "Wizard's Sorrow" and the "Cursed Land". Within a radius of several hundred miles centered on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, even if children with magical talents are occasionally born
It is also extremely easy to die young.
Compared to adult wizards, the unconscious magic riots of young wizards will accelerate their depletion.
Because of this, when the Chernobyl incident occurred, the top leaders of the International Federation of Wizards and the local Ministry of Magic issued a notice for the evacuation of the entire territory almost immediately. If it were not for the noble suicidal behavior of "those sinners",
They originally planned to temporarily abandon this land and wait for the stupid Muggles to absorb the curse before returning.
"Scamander, are you asking why there has been no news from you?"
Before Elena could answer, Grindelwald sneered.
The old devil shook his head, took a deep look at Elena, picked up the [Tower] on the table, and put it solemnly into his pocket, with a mocking smile written on his old cheeks, nonchalantly.
He explained softly.
"Because... this is exactly one of the pieces of news that must not be known to the current magical world. Even if it does appear, it must be in the hands of a brand new world, not the old world. Scarman
Mr. De, do you think it is really the International Confederation of Wizards’ Statute of Secrecy that maintains this fragile and abnormally balanced relationship today?”
"Then, why did the eldest lady choose now..."
Gilderoy Lockhart blinked and asked in confusion.
I have to say, seeing Elena put him together with so many powerful wizards, as one of the mysterious O5 council members, even if his tarot card didn't sound so second-rate, it still gave Loha
A lot of confidence and courage.
At least, this shows that his status within the organization is no less than that of any great wizard...right?
Before Lockhart could finish the thoughts in his mind, a melancholy sigh suddenly came from behind him.
well--
The young wizard turned his head and saw Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood, who had been sitting in the corner trying to pretend he didn't exist, suddenly stood up and took the [Hermit] card from the table dejectedly, with a sad face.
said.
"If one of us leaks these things, then he will be chased by everyone present, right?"
"Of course not," Elena smiled, "There is only one thing, and it is naturally not worth the trouble. If you want to make the two bubbles merge together, you must first find an opportunity to break the balance. This is not very reasonable.
Something?"
"It seems..." Nico Flamel sighed softly, "A great devil has appeared in this world?"
After a slight pause, the great alchemist's expression slowed down, and he took the initiative to pick up the [Magician] tarot card on the table, put it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and shook it slightly with dissatisfaction.
Shake his head.
"The painting is a bit ugly, but it is indeed an opportunity worth trying - but this alone is not enough. Since you want to wait until both worlds are willing to listen to your voice, what else have you prepared?
?”
"This..." Elena scratched her nose and spread her hands, "Potatoes, meat, and lots and lots of money."
"Eh?!" Nico Flamel's face froze.
Elena puffed up her small chest and patted it with pride, "On my chest, there is a vast piece of land from Siberia. The grain output in half a year is enough to supply most of Russia's population for the whole year.
"
With the help of magic, the heart of that pink extra-dimensional person has already been filled with fertile soil.
Even when everyone was talking, there were at least dozens of goblins, trolls, goblins, and house elves working diligently on the land to take care of potato fields, vegetable fields, and wheat fields. After learning about this,
After finding the final destination of the batch of food, Newt Scamander stayed up for several nights to further transform it into a complete small ecosystem.
"Oh, the abundant food supply, although... well, it's incredible..."
Nico Flamel glanced at the girl's plain chest and said doubtfully, "Although I did hear Scamander talk about this, there are still some differences between humans and animals. Many people feel uncomfortable after eating.
On the contrary, it is more dangerous.”
"So, what about adding this?"
Elena took out a gold galleon from her chest and gently placed it in front of Nico Flamel.
"Gold? This may be even less feasible..."
Nico Flamel tapped his fingers lightly on the magic stone, making a pleasant crisp sound.
"I know--"
Elena smiled and nodded, blinking her eyes with a happy expression.
"So what I'm saying is, I have a lot of money, not a lot of gold...enough to buy the entire magical world in one go, and of course, maybe an additional part of the Muggle world in the near future."
"Hey, Miss Kaslana, personal wealth can never dominate the world. Even if you have unlimited money..."
Nick Flamel shook his head with a dumb smile. As one of the refiners of the Philosopher's Stone, there is probably no richer person in the world than him, but the more so, the more he understands that individual wealth plays a vital role in the world.
How small it is.
Today's young people are still too young after all - just like their pursuit of longevity. Only those who have had "infinite wealth" may understand the powerlessness of these cold dead things in front of the world.