Hogwarts: Past Life Exposed, I Am The Supreme Wizard

Fate was solidified at this moment, and Anton finally understood why the ability to control time came to him.

It's all quite simple, just for this moment.

He walked toward the outside of the pressure wall, unwavering.

The turbulent flow of time has surrendered. They no longer interfere with his progress, but instead help him along the way.

Those intricate timelines have winding branches and look so much like the World Tree.

This is Asgard, and here is Anton's throne.

He no longer hesitated, and was in a trance.

Horned helmet, green robe.

This is what Loki should look like. He stepped in without any hesitation.

Behind him, Sylvie kept beating the window and shouting at the top of her lungs.

"Come back! Come back!! Please come back!!"

Anton has disappeared into the timeline.

He opened his eyes, and time merged with him. Under his feet, there was a scorch.

Above the scorched earth is his unique throne.

The timeline is like a vine, with Anton attached to it.

The next moment, all timelines were opened, revealing the realm at the end.

That is a place that no one has ever been to. In that end of the world, everything is unknown.

Outside the screen, everyone watched silently, with tears in their eyes.

Anton did not stop, he stepped into the field very easily.

At this time, those timelines no longer held him back, but became the light behind him.

Countless proliferating timelines are connected to him, representing infinite lives and infinite time.

Every moment of new life is related to him, which is endless power.

In front of him, the throne was shining with golden light.

The people left behind never dared to sit on him, and he never dared to sacrifice himself.

And Anton sat on it without hesitation.

At that moment, all timelines were connected, the past, the future, and even the more distant future.

Everything in the universe and all time belong together.

They all became part of Anton.

The God of Story finally sat on his throne.

Outside the screen, the wizards looked stunned. They finally understood such a long pursuit and so many tests.

In the end, just for this 15-minute moment, the real king of Asgard sat on his throne.

But it's not because of himself, but because of his friends.

Because of his world.

This is not just a great sacrifice, but more like destiny.

[Sirius: Thor will become the God of Thunder and Lightning, and countless people will know his name, but the King of Asgard will always belong to Anton. 】

[Ronald: I really want to cry. Where is Harry? Do you have a handkerchief? 】

[ Harry: Don't call me, I'm crying too, blink. 】

[ Harry: This ending is very good, even as good as Dr. Strange’s. I really didn’t expect that Anton actually chose to sacrifice himself in the end. 】

[Flitwick: It's not self-sacrifice, it's self-achievement. It's a hero who chooses a more heroic approach. 】

[Flitwick: This kind of behavior is restricted only to heroes in epics and legends. 】

[ Hagrid: Indeed! A heroic act, extremely brave! It makes me, who doesn’t like to talk, want to say a few words. 】

[Hagrid: It's a pity. If only that little girl could kiss Anton again, it would be great for the two of them to have a child. 】

【Luna: Mr. Hagrid, that little girl is!】

【Hagrid: Oh, sorry, sorry!】

[ Snape: A real hero never needs to be remembered by his name. Let us pay tribute to Anton. 】

[Dumbledore: To Anton. 】

[ McGonagall: To Anton. 】

[McGonagall: Where are those people? After Anton left, what happened to his friends? 】

As time goes by, the picture jumps quietly, showing a completely different scene.

The headquarters of the Time Administration is a space full of futuristic technology. The light is refracted on the smooth metal surface, reflecting busy figures.

Obi was concentrating on repairing a complex machine.

His movements are skillful and meticulous, as if every screw and every line carries his passion and concentration.

Miss Chong was observing quietly from the side, with a trace of curiosity and expectation in her eyes.

At this moment, the soldier captain Shi Shiran came over. Her steps were steady and powerful, revealing a kind of majesty that should not be underestimated.

She glanced at Obi and Miss Clock with burning eyes, and then asked:

"How's she doing?"

Obi raised his head, a trace of confidence flashed in his eyes, and he replied:

"There is no problem. Miss Chong is recovering very well now. He

At the same time, in the office on the other side, Mobius was busy answering phone calls one after another.

His demeanor was very natural, as if he was used to this fast-paced work.

The news on the phone made him frown.

He said in a deep voice: "What? The Avengers of the 616 universe want to contact us?"

There was an unmistakable determination in his voice.

"No! No! I admit, those guys are good people."

Mobius continued, but there was a trace of impatience in his tone.

He paused and continued: "But I just don't like them.

"Have you forgotten how they dealt with Loki before?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be trying to convince Mobius.

However, Mobius answered without hesitation:

Just clear their memories and let them ignore our existence.

"We at the Time Administration have our own way of doing things."

There was an unquestionable decisiveness in his voice. After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation, as if everything had been settled.

Seeing Mobius mention Loki, Casey's face became a little nervous, and he asked:

"Mobius, I miss him."

"He, how is he doing now?"

Mobius stood in front of the time monitor [Dian Guang stared deeply at the timeline that was growing all the time outside.

Although these timelines are complicated and complicated, under the careful maintenance of the Time Administration, they are in order and there is no trace of turbulence. Whenever turbulence occurs, Loki can always quickly sort out, recover, and deal with it, ensuring the stability and continuity of time.

But now, everything is running normally.

"He's still here, we won't have it."

Mobius whispered to himself, as if to cheer himself up.

The soldier captain came over and patted Mobius on the shoulder. She understood Mobius's mood,

The two walked outside a room, which was originally the interrogation room of the Time Administration.

However, as times change, the responsibilities of the Time Administration have also changed.

They no longer clear any timeline, but become the guardians of the timeline, ensuring the stability and continuity of time. This room has also been remodeled and used for other purposes.

More and more people who are lost in their own timelines are gathering here, and the agents of the Time Administration are responsible for sending them back to their own timelines.

Mobius stood outside the room and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

He recalled the days when he worked with Loki, looking a little sad.

In the distant sky, countless green time streams are growing, which are the branches of the World Tree.

Mobius picked up the coffee and toasted to his old friend.

"Hey Loki, if you're watching."

"We're fine."

"But, you know, Sylvie misses you very much. She is now living in seclusion somewhere in the world."

"If you live alone, you will occasionally help others save the world."

"You, if you get tired of staying in those places, you can come back and have a look.

Meanwhile, somewhere far away on the coast.

Sylvie stood quietly on the beach, staring at the sea.

She could feel a pair of eyes staring at her in the distant nothingness.

Those eyes were extremely deep and profound, as if they could see into the secrets of her heart.

She knew that these were Loki's eyes, and it was him saying hello to her.

Whenever the ocean tide turns green, when the nascent sunlight dyes everything into the morning, and when the stars at night suddenly fall unconsciously, she knows that this is Loki conveying the message to her.

Sylvie waved to the green tide, and the tide responded.

At that moment, she seemed to feel Loki's presence.

Sylvie smiled.

"Okay, I'm doing well."

"But I still miss you very much. I guess I will always look for the World Tree and the day when I can meet you."

"You have forgotten that I am also Loki. That day is not far away, right?"

When the video ended, the wizards burst into tears in the live broadcast room.

【Ronald: What a perfect life! Although there is a little regret, it is perfect!】

[Ronald: I have my own friends, my own family, and my own loved ones. 】

[Ronald: I also want to be a wizard like Loki!]

[ Harry: I am more interested in Mobius. Becoming Anton requires more than just being proficient in magic. That man also put in his own efforts. 】

[Flitwick: In short, you should take classes well first, and then decide what kind of European teacher you will become. 】

[Flitwick: But I can give you a piece of advice. Becoming a wizard like Anton requires a lot, a lot. 】

[Flitwick: It’s not just hard work, but also talent, and a flash of inspiration. 】

[Dumbledore: A great story that I never tire of watching. It would be great if I could come here and play it again. 】

[McGonagall: Pay tribute to the great wizard Anton, his life is the life of a great wizard! 】

[Dumbledore: Salute again. 】

【Voldemort: The power of the God of Stories! Unparalleled power!】

[Hermione: The love between Sylvie and Anton is also very touching. 】

[Cassandra: And don’t forget Luna. Luna took care of the remaining people on her own. 】

【Hermione: By the way, speaking of Lu?】

[Ronald: Anton is missing too?!]

[Newt: Wait, I think I understand something. 】

[Congratulations to Anton for answering the correct question. He will be rewarded with the omnipotence of the God of Stories and the right to broadcast on demand.

In the Gryffindor corridor, Luna looked at Anton next to her curiously.

Anton was powerful before, but he still had a youthful air about his age.

But now, Anton has become profound and mysterious.

It's more like Loki who became the god of story on the screen.

Luna stretched out her fingers, wanting to touch the tip of Anton's nose, but as soon as she stretched out her fingers, she retracted them very quickly.

Because Anton's body is surrounded by green light.

"Anton? What's wrong?"

Anton said calmly:

"nothing."

Memories from the past kept hitting his body, but he accepted it happily.

As Loki's memory completely returned to Anton's body, his power was resurrected again.

Countless images appeared in his mind.

Loki is just his one life, he has another life.

In that era, he was more arrogant, smoked habitually, made deals with the devil, and regarded heaven and hell as if they were nothing.

He is a truly powerful mage, relying on human strength to stand on the top of magic.

And the power of the God of Stories even made him remember the names of that era.

Constantine! Detective of Hell! Peak of Mage!

Anton opened his eyes, with a smile that belonged to Constantine on his face.

With a snap of his fingers, a cloak appeared on his back.

Luna looked at Anton's magic in surprise. She had seen the power of the God of Stories, but she had never seen Anton perform magic at all.

It was as if in an instant, Anton took these things out of another world.

At this time, Luna was completely unexpectedly powerful. She was surprised and said:

"So fast. Did you take them out from another dimension?"

Anton answered simply:

"yes."

Luna exclaimed:

"It's amazing. Your temperament has changed so much."

She blushed, Luna liked smart boys very much, but she liked Anton even more.

Now Anton exudes a strange rebellious atmosphere.

She blushed and her heart beat unconsciously, although Luna thought she was a brave witch who could resist all temptations and magic.

But now it was as if she had been given a love potion, and she unconsciously moved closer to Anton.

"Mr. Anton, can you help me?"

Anton snapped his fingers, and Luna's expression returned to clear.

She looked at Anton carefully. Although Anton's temperament was still charming, it no longer made her blush as much as before.

"Charm? I was under your spell just now?"

"It's not mine, it's Windbreaker's. I cast a counter-spell on you. Are you feeling better now?"

Luna suddenly said excitedly:

"Awesome! I have never tried to put a confusion spell on clothes. This is just like using green potion as water!"

"Who came up with such a genius idea? The devil could even give him an interview for the last issue!"

Anton said:

"Constantine, the owner of the trench coat."

"One of my lives."

Seeing Anton mention Constantine, Luna's curiosity was suddenly ignited to the highest level.

"This name sounds so familiar and interesting."

"This Constantine, what kind of person is he?"

"Why is he casting a spell on his trench coat?"

Anton said calmly:

"To charm the devil, to make the devil relax his vigilance."

Luna's face was full of confusion. She didn't understand why someone would deal with demons every day.

Know that even in the wizarding world, even the darkest black magic, their users are not exposed to demons.

Demons and the God of Death are all legends in the magic world.

What on earth is this man named Constantine?

When Luna was about to speak, she looked up and found Hermione and Cassandra standing in front of them.

The two of them were looking at Anton in a daze.

"Anton, what are you dressing up like?"

Hermione was even more surprised and said:

"Very handsome and mature, but."

"Like a bad boy."

Cassandra interjected.

"I like."

"But why are you dressed like this?"

Anton said:

"You'll find out later."

As he spoke, he said to the screen:

"I watch the life of Constantine on demand."

The next second, the screen made a sound.

[On-demand success, Constantine, Hell Detective]

[Protagonist: Anton, Supporting characters: Dumbledore, Voldemort, Grindelwald, Cassandra, Hermione, Harry

[ Harry: Yeah! I finally got on camera! 】

[Grindelwald: Don’t worry, Savior, you still don’t know what story this is and what character it is. 】

[Grindelwald: However, judging from the name of this hell detective, it must be very interesting. 】

The scene appears in hell at the beginning, with flames sputtering, speeches everywhere, and demons showing their fangs to scare sinners.

Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and purgatory of flesh and blood all show that this is a real hell.

All of this is undoubtedly not scary.

And a man wearing a beige windbreaker, holding a cigarette in his mouth, raised his middle finger fiercely at everything here.

For a moment, the wizards were stunned.

In this life of Anton, is he so unique?!