Hogwarts: Past Life Exposed, I Am The Supreme Wizard

Anton asked Brad strangely.

"Is this Darth famous?"

Brad yelled in pain.

"This Darth is a complete madman, this madwoman.

"She is a motivated person in the administration and wants to be the leader in the administration."

"But there are people who are left behind to suppress her, so no one in the bureau usually cares about her.

"Obviously she won't know how to get to the top in the future."

"And once she takes power, according to her character, in order to avenge those left behind, she will use all her abilities, in the name of hunting Sylvie, and then blow up all the branches of time.

"Damn it!"

Brad was heartbroken when he thought that his timeline of becoming a star would be blown up by a madman.

Outside the live broadcast room, everyone was shocked.

Although we already have Thanos, the madman who controls the population, as the foundation, we also have the six-gem Ultron as the foundation.

Wizards have become much more tolerant of careerists.

But I realized that there is a madman who wants to erase all timelines.

The wizards were still shocked. After all, the number of lives in one timeline was astronomical.

And this monster actually wants to destroy all life.

Even Ultron and Thanos would call this woman crazy. What's even more frightening is that this person is still a human being.

Thanos and Ultron are one Titan and one robot.

It can be said that there is no mental burden at all when killing similar people.

[Voldemort: Look, you still call me the Dark Lord. 】

[Voldemort: In Anton's universe, everyone may be the Dark Lord, and even the Muggles on the roadside may want to destroy the universe. 】

[Ronald: Merlin! Anton’s world is too dangerous! I’m so scared!]

[ Harry: It’s really scary. I don’t know what the world would be like without these heroes. 】

On the screen, Mobius and Anton were hiding behind a barrier, looking at the Authority soldiers who came from the future.

These soldiers looked murderous and were all well-trained.

Holding one space-time bomb after another in his hand.

The soldier captain said with emotion in the communicator.

"Mobius, Loki, this crazy woman has bombed 30% of the branch timelines! God! Please kill him quickly!"

Sylvie said angrily.

"Sure enough, the Administration is not a good thing, either in the past or in the future."

She is familiar with the way to Anton.

"Smart brain, what's your plan?"

Anton said calmly.

"Over there is the bomb's controller. We just need to destroy the controller."

"I'll attract the firepower, Mobius will help us solve the obstacles, and Sylvie will destroy the controller.

The two nodded at the same time.

"clear!"

After saying that, the two accelerated and jumped out of the obstacle.

Loki moved the fastest, and several soldiers instantly noticed this uninvited guest.

Just as he was about to react, Loki's hands were already flashing with magic light.

The magic instantly knocked down several soldiers, and behind the obstacle, Nir launched a surprise attack.

Her purpose is clearly aimed at the controller and she bursts out with magic energy.

The magic energy exploded, instantly blowing the controller into pieces.

Mobius helped deal with the sneak attack soldiers from a distance.

The cooperation of the three people can be said to be flawless, and it even caught the soldiers who were already neglecting defense unprepared.

In the distance, Yi roared out orders.

"Quick! Prepare more controllers! Quick!"

More and more soldiers rushed in from various places.

Mobius, on the other hand, held a clearer and clicked several controllers.

At a glance, Dasi saw that the three of them were already unstoppable, and he was filled with anger.

She waved her hand, and hundreds of portals appeared behind her, and the royal soldiers from various regions were dropped by her.

Each of these soldiers was armed with weapons, and the three of them suddenly fell into an extreme numerical disadvantage.

Faced with this exaggerated disparity in numbers, Sylvie naturally stretched out her hand towards Anton.

This surprised the wizards.

Holding hands is something that couples do more often in Western culture. Even those of the same sex rarely hold hands.

But what surprised them even more was that Anton also naturally picked up.

For a time, the old wizards and young wizards in the group all showed gentle smiles.

Although the marriage talks between the two did not go so smoothly before, once the battle began, a tacit understanding emerged.

On the phone, the soldier captain was still roaring.

"Oh my god! The timeline is now reduced by three percent, and this guy is getting more and more reinforcements!"

"Be careful."

Sylvie said:

"Three, two, one, let's go together."

"It's already been prepared."

After saying that, the two of them thought of one at the same time.

The next second, two surging magical energy swept across the eyes, and the green power hit all the thousands of soldiers.

Mobius looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

Then he gave the two a thumbs up.

"Seriously, when are you getting married? I must go and see it then."

Sylvie smiled and said:

"This should be soon.

Dasi looked shocked. She never thought that her soldiers would be defeated in an instant.

She didn't even have time to react before she was handcuffed by Mobius.

"Okay, Darth, haven't you been looking for Sylvie?"

"Now you've seen it."

"However, you will spend the rest of your life in prison."

After saying that, Mobius pressed the portal, and the three returned to the headquarters of the Time Administration.

As soon as they returned, the three of them discovered that the employees of the administration seemed to be looking at something.

They did not react at all to the return of the three men, not even to Darth who was captured.

They just stared in one direction.

I don’t know what is in that direction.

Anton looked in their direction.

In the center of the hall, a huge timeline display was shining.

There are countless broken timelines scattered on it.

And all of this is Dasi's handiwork.

The wizards were furious.

[Grindelwald: Although I was once a demon, compared with this woman named Darth, I should be inferior. 】

[Grindelwald: She is a real murderer. 】

[Newt: Damn it! Each timeline contains thousands of lives! 】

[Sirius: If you think about it, at least Anton and the others arrived quickly enough and caught that Darth very early, preventing her from harming other timelines. 】

[Sirius: If she is given another chance, I don’t know what kind of evil deeds she will do. 】

[ Harry: Phew, thanks to Anton, otherwise I don’t know how many people would have died. 】

[Ronald: Wait, where is the inquisitor, that madman, where is she? 】

After Ronald's reminder, the wizards immediately thought of the crazy inquisitor. That woman was also an avid fan of the Leftovers.

It's no less disgusting than the one left behind.

For a moment, everyone became nervous again.

The screen is also thoughtfully switched to the future.

It’s 1868, Chicago, a land of bad luck.

The Inquisitor walked out of a door, accompanied by the leftover's pet, Miss Clock.

The two looked tired, obviously too much time had passed.

The judge looked at the mud at his feet, and then at the simple wooden houses around him, and couldn't help but angrily yelled at Miss Clock:

"Hey! What are you talking about?"

"Look at this place, it has no style, no temperament, it's just like a pigsty."

"Tell me, the man left behind has a plan. Where is he now?"

Miss Clock said:

"he died."

When she heard that the person left behind was dead, the judge's expression instantly froze, and then she turned around and wanted to go back into the portal.

But she was grabbed by Miss Clock.

"Wait, although he is dead, he left us a plan."

"As long as you put the contents of the briefcase into a window somewhere, the plan will be completed."

The judge said coldly:

"Then what's in it for me?"

Miss Clock said:

"When the person left behind comes back, when he regains power, you and I can become his right-hand man."

"The two of us, under one person, climbed to the top of the Time Administration."

Upon hearing this, the judge quickly walked to a window sill and saw a simple black family inside the window sill.

Watermelon, fried chicken, cotton everywhere.

There wasn't even a table, and a little black boy was being chained up.

The judge threw the document at the little black boy's feet, then turned and left.

She didn't want to stay in this kind of place for a second.

Hearing someone throwing something, the little boy quickly picked it up. It was an orange cloth bag.

Above is an entire official manual of the Time Administration.

Including the time machine and the construction of all items.

Seeing this, the wizards were shocked.

[Ronald: This, this little boy is the damn leftover? 】

[Ronald: Wait, why did they throw this thing to him?]

[Hermione: Ronald, you need to use your brain more. 】

[Flitwick: Yes, the more you use your brain, the better it becomes. 】

[Ronald: Wait! Wait! I understand! If the leftover gets this thing, he will build a time administration again in the future! 】

[Ronald: Then he’ll do it all over again!]

【Flitwick: Not bad, Gryffindor is even more embarrassing!】

[Ronald: I am still wise. 】

Everything on the screen came to the Time Management Bureau again, where Obi was extremely busy.

Continuously typing on the keyboard.

"Damn it! Damn it! Those timelines that Darth deleted have grown back again!"

"If we ignore those timelines, that thing will swallow us up in half a day!"

Anton said:

"Can't we improve the control structure?"

Obi said:

"No, no, no, the judge is gone, Darth is gone, the remaining people are dead, and no one of us has the right to take control now.

"If you cannot mobilize the system here, you will naturally not be able to generate power."

Anton asked back:

"Who has authority now?"

Obi was pacing and scratching his head.

"By the way! Miss Clock! She also has the highest authority of the Administration! It's her!"

Mobius's eyes also lit up, but then he said in great pain:

........0

"Impossible, she disappeared. After the death of the person left behind, she disappeared without a trace.

Anton said:

"You can go to the judge. The two of them must be together."

Mobius clapped his hands.

"Good idea, let's leave now!"

After saying that, he immediately pressed the button, a portal opened wide, and the two of them immediately left through the portal.

The next second, the two appeared in Chicago

Shantytown.

Looking at the messy black shack, Anton said firmly:

"Not here."

Mobius switched time and space again, time went back twenty-five years, and the shantytown turned into a bustling playground.

At this time, it was the time when the first World Expo was held.

Mobius said:

"The last time they sent a trace was here."

Anton raised his head and stared at the scenery in front of him.

At this time, the place was lined with cloaks, countless chess pieces were displayed, and wizards with various voices were walking through it.

There are even quite a few exotic vendors.

Mobius, who had never seen a prosperous scene, took a deep breath.

"Phew! What a nice place, Anton, this place is pretty good."

"There is food, people, and fun things to do. It's not unusual for these two to come here for a vacation."

The wizards in the live broadcast room had never seen a Muggle gathering before, so they looked at it with great interest.

[Dumbledore: Well, it's nice. There are so many tents, it's a bit like a Quidditch venue. 】

[McGonagall: This reminds us of the summer of that year, when the finals were between the Dragons and Albania! 】

[ McGonagall: Albania even won a gold medal. 】

0....O

[Hagrid: I am a Quidditch fan of the Dragon Kingdom team. They played quite well that year, but unfortunately they only made it to the final once. 】

[Sirius: So these two people are here, is it because the person left behind is also here? 】

[Ronald: It’s hard to say, maybe they really came here for vacation as Anton said. 】

Noisy music rang in people's ears. Mobius looked at the surging crowd and sighed deeply.

"But to be honest, they did the right thing. There are enough people here."

"Everyone doesn't know if it's them."

"Where do we find it?"

He looked up and found Anton staring at Officer Novi in ​​front of him.

The venue is modeled after the Pantheon, with Odin in the middle and the God Queens Frigga and Thor next to them.

Even at the far end, there is a statue of Baldur, the God of Light.

But this is the eighteenth century, and the statues are extremely crude.

Seeing this, Mobius laughed wildly.

"Hey hey hey, we're here in Ade."

Anton took a deep breath.

"It's crude, it's vulgar, and why put Baldur on it?"

"No one knows about Badr."

Mobius patted Anton on the shoulder.

"Sorry, I just mentioned him, the invincible Badr, Badr.

"Invulnerable Baldr."

Anton shook his head repeatedly.

Mobius said:

"It's okay, if you don't mind that your statue is not on it."

“We can make you a better one.

"But we have to finish saving the world first."

After saying that, Mobius suddenly discovered that Anton seemed to have disappeared again.

When he turned around, he found Anton standing in front of a huge tent, staring at a sign.

He looked at the signboard curiously, and there was a line written on it, the great invention that shocked the century.

Mobius blinked.

"Wait."

"The person left behind is not really stupid enough to show off his invention, right?"

Anton said elegantly:

"During this time period, many inventors started out like this, performing their inventions and crowdfunding."

"Addison did it too."

"So, it's not surprising."

Mobius smiled.

"Seriously, friend, if you had come to our administration earlier.

"Maybe we can increase our efficiency tenfold."

"Okay, let's go in."

Anton waved his hand, and two green lights brushed across their bodies. In an instant, the two of them changed into the attire of a pair of British gentlemen.

One-sided gold eye, agate button, and diamond brooch bigger than a thumb.

Even the buttons are made of sapphire.

Just the words "rich rich man" are written on his face.

Seeing this perfect dress, Biu gave two thumbs up.

I can't wait to worship Anton, the god of fraud.

The two of them strode into the tent with gentlemanly steps.

Along the way, everyone they met avoided the two of them, and many squires took off their hats and saluted.

But the two of them were looking at the sky, without even shaking their heads.

A waiter approached the two of them cautiously.

"Gentlemen, may I ask what you do?"

The two of them haven't finished speaking yet.

On the high platform, a figure suddenly appeared.

Seeing this person, the wizards held their breath for a moment and tensed up their nerves.

Ronald exclaimed:

"This! How is this possible? Ten!".