The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

Long, long ago, a Durmstrang dropout, waving powerful gestures in a demagogic manner, told the young and handsome Albus Dumbledore about the horrors of Muggle nuclear bombs.

Although that thing didn't exist at all at the time.

It wasn't until Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald in 1945 and achieved the title of "The Great Dumbledore" that he heard the shocking news afterwards.

At the same time as they fought that legendary duel, a sweet little boy descended on the wicked Axis powers, ringing the bell to end that terrible war.

Later, such explosions rang frequently in the test sites of the two powerful countries, and Dumbledore never dared to look at them.

Every time he heard concerns about nuclear bombs from other people, he felt more and more guilty towards Gellert.

But he has no regrets.

Especially decades later, the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft led by him ushered in a magical student. He didn't seem to be a native of the wizarding world, but he was more fanatical about magic than all the people he had ever met.

The student, Anthony Weasley, was riding his way into areas of magic he had never explored.

And has been extremely generous in making his research public.

He said: The collective consciousness of mankind produces magic, which gives birth to wizards, and if Muggles are attacked by wizards, it will also give birth to a race of prey against wizards.

Based on this point, Dumbledore can make such a conjecture—the so-called witch hunter race is the intelligent creature, goblin, that occupied this planet in ancient times.

But whether it is or not, fortunately, during the decades when he led the International Federation of Wizards, no matter it is goblins, house elves, centaurs, murlocs (ocean) and other intelligent creatures, they all appear to be so well-behaved He is good at singing and dancing.

That's fine.

But Dumbledore has always been worried. The "International Wizarding Secrecy Act" upheld by the International Federation of Wizards is not a panacea. A terrible tear is emerging between the Muggle society and the wizarding society.

If humanity were to be completely split into two races - muggles and wizards.....

Then, the final result of the war is absolutely disastrous for Muggles, and it is absolutely unbearable for wizards, a sparsely populated group.

He can even guess that under such circumstances, maybe the number of wizards will become single digits in the future, evolving into the kind of gods in the story.

Gods who can do whatever they want with mortals.

Such a human world is not so wonderful.

The return of Voldemort really made Dumbledore discover an opportunity.

A possibility to completely solve this situation. The dreadful situation of Muggles and wizards being torn apart into hostile groups by opposition will never happen again.

That is - there is me in you, and you in me.

With more than one hundred years of wisdom, Dumbledore is proficient in the language of the murlocs, the language of the goblins, and the culture of the centaurs... In turn, he also re-examines the human race.

War is inevitable. Humans are such a piss.

And what he has to do, the only thing he can do is to prevent the human race from splitting into two groups, that's enough.

For any power, there are muggles and wizards, although such consequences are terrible, they are within the range he can accept.

He even guessed that maybe only after experiencing a war involving wizards, various forces would accept the existence of wizards, no matter in which way.

Maybe some wizards will become the national teacher of the Muggle country like Merlin.

Perhaps some wizards will make outstanding contributions to mankind like Hawking, Einstein, and Tesla, and become pioneers admired by everyone.

Of course, maybe they'll be evil researchers in some Muggle-controlled lab, or the shadowy forces behind a realm... who knows?

Such a grand occasion was beyond Dumbledore's imagination.

He told this conjecture to his friend Nicole May, hoping that this particularly resistant old man could resist again,

Live a few hundred years longer to see this interesting world.

As for himself, he is already exhausted, and he may not be able to carry it for a few years.

Dumbledore even told his younger brother Aberforth about Anton's idea, saying that he could relieve the worries of the Dumbledore family for the continuation of future generations, and asked his younger brother if he was interested in having another one?

He still remembers the scene where his younger brother poured a glass of wine in his face and cursed that he wanted to give birth to you.

Haha, Dumbledore knew that his brother was moved.

Maybe it's the restlessness that has been suppressed for many years, maybe it's the responsibility of being the patriarch of the Dumbledore family to continue the family's blood.

After all, Dumbledore didn't like to speculate about his brother like this.

That's good, so he, a tired old guy, can go on the adventure of his life in peace.

until.....

That crazy Voldemort dropped a nuclear bomb on a city with so many humans!

boom!

In just an instant, the whole world exploded, it was so terrifying, it was a terrible destruction impossible for wizards to achieve.

He watched sadly that the beautiful city created by Muggles using technology was instantly destroyed, and he saw with pity that one life after another was so fragile that it disappeared like smoke in an instant.

It turned into a huge cloud of smoke and dust, rolling away towards a further distance. It seems that there is no end.

Supported by the Horcrux, he turned into a cloud of black smoke, watching all this sadly.

He noticed the biggest problem with this plan, Voldemort, no, Anton, even himself!

Yes, Tom was right when he said that wizards are crazy. Although Dumbledore didn't quite agree with this sentence, he had to say that wizards who wanted to achieve certain achievements in magic definitely looked abnormal.

Normal people can't be wizards.

Regardless of whether the wizard is a **** or a psychopath, it seems that everything will be dragged into an uncontrollable situation.

So, he can't die now, can't die! He thought so!

He must find a way to establish an order in which Muggles and wizards live together again, otherwise, he will die in peace!

So he looked at Grindelwald, maybe this kind of thing, Gellert definitely has his ideas, he is always good at handling such things.

Unlike Voldemort, who was only obsessed with power and destruction, and had no one in mind.

He was floating over the city, watching Anton being blown apart by the explosion from a cloud of black mist to the extreme, watching everything inside turn to dust, watching all of this, he was deeply moved by the horror of Muggles. The invention was terrified.

Nuclear bombs are so terrifying! Then, events are reversed!

When the second nuclear bomb exploded in this city, he was still heartbroken.

When the third time...

The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time, the seventh time, the eighth time... not to mention Dumbledore, even the Muggles in this city seem numb.

It's sloppy.

In the eighth time of the event cycle, he could even see some Muggles rushing to the roof of the building like crazy, with their chests open and their eyes slightly squinted, waiting for the wonderful moment when the nuclear bomb exploded in this city. Scenes.

What the hell!

Of course, he knew that ghosts were not scary, what was scary was the human heart, and he saw that the hearts of the people in this city became distorted and weird with the bombings.

It only took a few minutes to trace back the incident. In such a short period of time, they could find some opportunities to do bad things?

Do you really think it's the end of the world?

Dumbledore sighed deeply.

Then....

The tenth nuclear explosion!

The thirteenth nuclear explosion!

The eighteenth nuclear explosion!

Not to mention Dumbledore's numbness, even Voldemort couldn't accept such a situation. He yelled cursingly, "Anton, you crazy", and joined the search for the prisoner in the area.

The one with the Apparation and Portkey magic.

Yes, Voldemort, Tom Riddle, he didn't even think that he would one day help those hateful people in the Order of the Phoenix, trying to find a way to save them.

Damn it!

Anthony Weasley, you're damned! All this is simply outrageous!

Lao Fu shuttled through the city center, searching bit by bit, earnestly, looking for a way to rescue Harry Potter, a way to rescue Dumbledore, and a way to rescue Grindelwald.

This is so grassy!

"Awada eats a big melon!"

He swung his wand like a vent to kill a Muggle who stood in his way, and angrily broke open the door of his house to search inside.

With only a few minutes to spare, he must move faster.

In the sky, Dumbledore watched Tom kill with the Killing Curse, and for the first time, he couldn't feel any emotions.

Just numbly and indifferently watching, watching...

Because he knew that this person would appear in the event retrospective later.

This is too grassy!

Dumbledore sighed, maybe after the nuclear explosion, the only person who died here was the Death Eater Mulciber, who seemed to have lost his life after being stripped of the black magic creature by Anton's terrible magic.

Otherwise, it's easy.

Just like that, the sky is getting brighter...

Just like that, it was dark again.

It's on again.

It's dark again.

After experiencing nuclear explosions again and again, everyone's hearts in this city have been riddled with holes, but they still maintain this terrible memory.

So much so that later, the Muggle officials and the Magic Congress officials all came to understand the situation.

And then joined in looking again and again.

The reincarnation every few minutes makes everyone suffer from terrible torment in their hearts, tormenting...

boom!

The nuclear bomb exploded again!

Dumbledore rolled his eyes, "Again!"

Then it was torn apart by the terrible roar, and turned into a thick smoke again.

And Voldemort, amidst the weird expressions of Barty Jr., Bella and Snape, got up from the bathtub filled with dark green liquid medicine, backed up, got up, backed up, got up, backed up

It's like crazy sit-ups on the verge of life and death. Until the end, he didn't even bother to move, lying a little autistically

Doesn't come out in the tub.

Bobobo~~

There are a few bubbles in the bathtub~

The corners of Snape's eyes twitched. After such a long few days, in the cursed words of the Dark Lord, he had already understood the current situation, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

At once.....

Such a thing is quite Antony.

Well, he has no other adjectives either.

Barty Jr. and Bella looked at each other, feeling that it would not be good to leave, and standing here seemed to be having fun, and they really didn't know what to do.

Everyone felt that this was too grassy! Anton found it very interesting.

He discovered that a miraculous thing was happening, that is, a black magical creature was bred under the catalysis of the collective consciousness of human beings in an environment that reached a certain degree of fit.

Now such an environment, repeated nuclear explosions, is distorting the hearts of everyone in this huge city.

If his guess is correct, then black magic creatures will definitely breed again.

He asked Lupine, a master of defense against dark creatures, for his opinion. Lupine didn't know the dark creatures that told the truth and faced themselves before, let alone the dark creatures that might appear now.

Lupine looked at Anton with a very strange look, "There has never been such a large-scale conscious creation of dark magic creatures."

The unfinished meaning of the words is almost

The same idea as the cursing Voldemort in the distance - Anton, the kid, more or less

It's a little neurotic.

this godson...

Looks more like the Dark Lord than the Dark Lord Voldemort.

Tsk~

Anton wandered in every corner of the city, feeling the changes in the collective consciousness in the city.

If we talk about the previous environment, everyone was trapped in one place and could not move, forced them to face the wall, forced them to face their own hearts, and bred black magic creatures that "face the true self". So now in this environment that is being destroyed again and again, he is looking forward to what kind of black magic creature will appear. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Is it a dark magical creature that is angry and thirsty for revenge, or one that desires peace in turn?

But either way, it's definitely extreme. In other words, none of them can have a good result. Quack quack...

Anton is looking forward to it~

The progress of the search for the magic box of confinement was not smooth, and the retrospective of the incident that would explode in a few minutes made many people become fearless.

Anyway, everything will be reset later, so what you do now doesn't really matter, right?

The first to react was the Muggle officials, who mobilized the army, intending to take this precious opportunity to test the depth of the wizards.

Such an approach instantly angered the Magic Congress, and they began to fight back.

What's more, they also want to know what kind of effect it will be if wizards and Muggles really fight.

Bullets and shells flying around, roaring spells, the whole city is in chaos.

And Voldemort, who accidentally enjoyed a cannonball, dispatched wizards and mercenaries to join the battle.

He also wondered if a sub-wizard with simple spellcasting and gun proficiency would be useful enough in future battles.

Then, the Order of the Phoenix also joined in.

In fact, Professor McGonagall originally wanted everyone to calm down, and they could take the initiative by finding the box that unlocked the magic of confinement. As a result, Neville met Voldemort.

He looked at the familiar person even though he had a nose, and out of habit, he shot a Cruciatus Curse at him.

"Cruciate!"

No one believed he would do it, neither did the members of the Order of the Phoenix, nor did Voldemort.

so....

After Lao Fu wailed a few times, he charged towards Neville.

The majestic demon king was brought down by a child's Cruciatus Curse? What a disgrace!