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Chapter 244 Crush it!
"I think everyone here knows why the magician is here and what he's going to do."

Dumbledore's voice echoed in the vast hall of the Ministry of Magic.

"He wants to rule the entire wizarding world, and wants all wizards to integrate into the entire Muggle society according to his plan. He wants to create a brand new civilization."

Dumbledore didn't have any words to belittle or overestimate the magician. His description of the magician was neutral and accurate.

"I can't verify whether the war he said will come, nor can I evaluate whether the civilization he wants to create is good or bad. I'm just an old man. I can't see the future so far, and I don't worry about it." I can't bear such a great responsibility."

"If I had to choose, I would rather lie in my Hogwarts office and drink a cup of honey milk tea."

"However, I have to stand here, because the only thing I can be sure of is that hatred is growing between us because of the magician's words, these words divide the entire wizarding world, these words turn us against each other, and in the end, There will be a civil war between the two camps."

"It's not just England, and it's not just Europe. As time goes by, the wizarding world of the whole world will be drawn into the war."

"I can't just sit back and watch this happen."

An abrupt voice interrupted Dumbledore's words and broke the silence in the hall.

"Minister Dumbledore, so are you going to fight the magician?"

This sentence obviously raised the doubts in many people's hearts, and many people began to agree, while others were naturally unwilling to show weakness. The two sides soon began to quarrel, and even a few sinister curses floated in the air from time to time.

"quiet!"

Dumbledore's voice echoed in the hall like a substance, suppressing all the noise.

"Rather than a confrontation, I prefer to call it a confrontation."

After waiting for everyone's attention to refocus on himself, Dumbledore said: "Although each of us is deeply impressed by magicians, unfortunately, magicians don't appear many times, and I have never even seen them. he--"

"We have most of the wizards in the UK here. Of course, there are also many wizards from other countries. In front of so many people, I hope to have a meeting and a conversation with the magicians."

"I sincerely hope that a way that does not use war as a means can be explored. I hope that the disputes caused by magicians can be resolved in a more peaceful way. Maybe everyone prefers to call it change."

"Of course, this is not something I can do on my own wishful thinking. It depends on whether that Mr. Magician would mind talking to an old man who was half buried in the ground like me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared on the high platform in front of him.

"I don't mind."

Plain words spread throughout the vast hall. The strange thing is that the other party obviously did not use the spell of "loud voice", as if relying on their own volume is enough to deafen the ears.

Everyone saw that figure, as in the rumors, the other party was still wearing a black double-breasted dress, leaning on a golden ornate cane, not everyone had seen a magician, but the crowd could not help but erupt There was a huge cheer.

"For a brighter civilization!"

The believers shouted the slogans from the magician loudly, but those who were hostile, they only felt awe in their hearts.

People who have never seen a magician can't understand this feeling. The other party just stands here quietly, but it makes people feel hairy and instinctively threatened, as if the people in front of them are not of the same kind at all, but lifted up. Mythical creatures capable of taking their lives at the hand.

They couldn't help but think of the party three months ago, and the legendary giant dragon that spread its wings enough to cover the sky, and breathed out flames enough to change the terrain.

And Dumbledore, who faced the magician directly, felt more deeply, that kind of wild deterrence descended on his head undisguisedly, even though Dumbledore, as the most powerful wizard, possessed unimaginable magical power, but he The body, which was not stronger than ordinary people, still reacted instinctively - he took a small step back.

This kind of behavior ignited the fanaticism of the believers-even Dumbledore would retreat in front of the magician, so what else can stop the wave of change, what else can stop the arrival of a more brilliant civilization?
The magician raised his hand and slowly pressed it down, and everyone involuntarily stopped talking.

"Good morning, my fellow travelers."

His voice is as calm as ever, but people who have seen the magician before can hear a different feeling from it - before the magician relied on the content of the language to make people listen, but now, only a few words are needed , making people involuntarily concentrate.

It seems that there is a strange magic power in the voice of the other party.

"I'm happy to see that after three months we've grown as a team, which means we're on the right track."

"I once said that I would give the British wizarding community a deadline, and today is the deadline, unfortunately, I didn't see the picture I wanted to see, I didn't see the Ministry of Magic actively I've worked hard to create change, I haven't seen a single policy that works, and I certainly haven't had the worst-case scenario I envisioned—"

He looked at Dumbledore and said slowly:
"At least, today there is no such impolite behavior as last time."

"Of course, I'm not saying that there are no enemies present. In fact, I feel a lot of malice—these malice are full of stupidity and arrogance."

The hall was suddenly filled with people, and believers and opponents began to move away spontaneously, and the formations gathered together. A few minutes later, a deserted gully appeared in the hall, and the camps of the two sides were clearly separated.

The number of people on the left is obviously much higher, and it can be seen from the temperament that these are all believers of magicians.

Even if some dark wizards and pure-blood wizards tried to mix in the lineup on the left, most of them were picked out-the circle of the British Ministry of Magic is not big, as the magician said before, three months is enough Everyone distinguishes who is a companion and who is an enemy.

Looking at this scene in the hall, even the believers themselves finally realized clearly how much influence the magician's thoughts have had in just three months.

Such a clear formation also allows everyone to see more clearly who is a companion and who is an enemy.

"It seems that I don't need to identify it myself."

The magician said slowly: "I hope that among the gentlemen and ladies who choose to stand on the right, not all of them are hopeless."

"I'm always willing to give people a chance, so I don't mind talking, I don't mind answering questions, I don't mind a collision of ideas, I mean, if it makes some people lose their way -"

"Of course, I must remind you that this is an ultimatum."

"After this, I won't waste my time on anyone who is meaningless."

Having said this, the magician turned to Dumbledore.

"Obviously, this is the representative of the British wizarding world. I've heard of your name, Albus Dumbledore."

Dumbledore suppressed his body's instinctive reaction to that strong deterrent, and nodded politely.

He can be sure at this time that his guess must be correct. The magician in front of him is definitely not a human being. There is no so-called transformation technique to transform into a dragon. There are only dragons that can transform into humans.

But this conclusion is meaningless. Whether the opponent is a dragon or a human, it will not change the situation, because the core of the opponent is thought.

"So, what do you want to talk about, Mr. Dumbledore?"

asked the magician.

"War." Dumbledore looked at the two distinct groups of people in the hall, and said, "Mr. Magician, you claim to be here to save the magic world, but I think you must be able to realize that if you follow your plan, Among the thousands of wizards in this vast hall, no more than half can survive."

"Do you think this is salvation?"

The magician's expression didn't change at all, he just said calmly: "I know what you're expressing, Mr. Dumbledore, you think I'm starting another war for the sake of a future war that hasn't happened yet .”

"That's right, I don't deny what I'm doing, and I'll never ignore that when the war starts, both my companions and my enemies will bleed and die, and, until one side Complete submission and defeat, or this war will not stop."

His tone was slightly higher: "But, I know better what is important."

"Our time is running out, Mr. Dumbledore. Perhaps in less than three years, ordinary people will discover the existence of the wizarding world."

"That would be a war that would be far more brutal and cost far more than it is now."

"As I said, I never want to use violence as a means. I think the life of every wizard is precious. Of course, I hope that everyone can run towards a better future-but this is impossible, without any An idea can be accepted by everyone, especially when it hurts one's own interests."

"There will always be some people who will block the ships of the New World like stubborn stones in the old world. Professor Dumbledore, why do you think I am willing to waste nearly four months waiting ? I'm just trying to get as many of my passengers on board as possible with as little pain as possible."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment. He stared into the magician's azure eyes. He saw in them the disregard of human life by high-level creatures. In the words of the magician, life seemed to be just a human being that could be sacrificed. numbers.

This is also the reason why Dumbledore thought that magicians would bring disaster to the wizarding world at the very beginning.

But now, his feeling is even stronger.

"So, Mr. Magician, you think that the war of change is inevitable. You think that as long as it is the enemy you identify, it must be crushed. You think that because of your own ideals, so many lives should be allowed to die—— "

Dumbledore uttered a long series of questions in one breath, and finally he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Do you think this behavior is correct?"

Still calm, the magician raised a finger.

"First of all, not in my opinion, Mr. Dumbledore."

"I don't divide who is my enemy, but the enemy thinks he should be my enemy."

"The ideal of making the world a better place is not my ideal, but the ideal of thousands who are present, and tens of thousands who are not present."

"You're asking me if I'm doing the right thing—"

He turned around and looked at the people in the hall.

"Who defines what is right? Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know."

"Under the current situation, maybe someone can find a more correct choice than me. I sincerely hope that person will appear, but at present, it seems that it is necessary to integrate wizards into the entire human society and integrate the power of magic with the development of technology. The best ending I can think of."

"So, Mr. Dumbledore, if you are not that person, then I am temporarily qualified to say - yes, I did the right thing."

With a wave of his arm, his tone became passionate, and the spiritual ability carried by the psychiatrist echoed throughout the hall along with the words.

"Reform has never been without bloodshed. If it is a change without opponents, it is not called a change. If it is a bloodless change, it is just a game!"

"Let's not be under illusions, my colleagues. We cannot enjoy the benefits of change while dreading the bloodshed and wars it will bring."

"We must be clear about one thing. There must be someone standing in front of us, someone who will prevent the emergence of a more brilliant civilization, and someone who will try to drag everyone into the abyss, just because he is short-sighted and can only see the present. Wealth and power in their own hands."

"Those selfish people don't want to lose what they have, but we won't, because in the near future, we will have a better world!"

"So, we can bleed for it, we can die for it."

"If we can't do it, we still have the next generation. As long as the brilliance of our thoughts persists, the world we want will eventually come."

"My colleagues, we don't want war, but if war is a roadblock on the road to change, what should we do?"

The magician clenched his fists vigorously and said loudly:

"Crush it!"

There was a brief silence in the hall.

Then there was a mountain roar and a tsunami, which made people's blood boil.

All the believers blushed, their eyes were bloodshot because of the bloodshot, they all raised their hands and clenched their fists tightly, the fists formed a hard barrier, and echoed above the barrier, It's an incredible, unprecedented sound.

"Crush it!"

"We don't want war! But we don't fear!"

"For a brighter civilization!"

On the other side of the believers, on the other side of the empty gully, those opponents could not make any sound.

Their faces were pale, some began to tremble, some began to hesitate, and some even secretly tried to cross the gap that symbolized companions and enemies.

Amid such a sound, the magician turned around again, and tapped the gold cane lightly on the table.

He and Dumbledore looked at each other, golden light radiating from the azure pupils.

"Now, Mr. Dumbledore, do you think this answer is enough to satisfy you?"

(End of this chapter)