People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

“I don’t know how much time has passed or what happened.”

"The realm rooted in the goodness of sentient beings is ruled by Balala."

"It's amazing, isn't it? Even the most powerful gods are sentient beings."

"And just like that, in 189 AD, the Demon Fairy Era arrived."

"The gods and demons who controlled all the energy became elves."

"The dimensions they control merge into one, forming three worlds."

"The tree world that belongs to the demon fairies, the mountain and sea world that accommodates the immortals, and the cloud world that is the pillars."

Furong swallowed, "Is this something I can say?"

Percy's voice remained low. "Of course. This is part of the history of magic. Just make sure it's not heard by the fanatics of the Balala Church."

"They refuse to believe that the great Balala was once a wizard."

"And refused to go to History of Magic class."

"It's ridiculous, isn't it?"

"The current Balala Church is just a remnant of the church when He was the God of Music."

"He doesn't even think of himself as a god, high and mighty."

"If He thinks so, then our spell is not Balala Energy, but Balala God of Light, just like the Dark God Gunala is in the Black Magic Fairy's magic spell!"

At this point, Percy was a little angry. "If these guys have the guts, why don't they try to change the way the spell is cast and see if it works! This is the most obvious evidence!"

Seeing that Percy was about to lose his voice, Fleur coughed to avoid causing trouble, "I remember we were discussing the issue of elves at the beginning."

She shrewdly skipped the question about the origins of the Dark God Gunara.

The great Balala may be kind and enlightened, but Gunara, the dark god

"Ah, elves," Percy said with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, "elves are the orthodox immortals belonging to the great Balala."

"They themselves are the pillars of the three worlds."

"If those pillars that were once considered gods are now in the cloud world overlooking all living things, they are the load-bearing walls of the house."

"The spirits are bricks and stones. One or two pieces may seem useless, but they form the house itself."

"Moreover, everything the elves have learned, the great Balala will also automatically master."

"That's how the old gods were defeated by the great Balala."

Looking at Fleur whose mouth was about to become an O shape, Percy smiled and said, "Surprised, right?"

"After learning this fact, even the most ambitious Black Magic Fairy would not dare to have any bad intentions towards the existing regime."

"That's why those fanatics of the Balala Church tolerate the existence of us disrespectful people, pagans, and black magic fairies."

"No matter how evil the Black Magic Fairy is, and no matter how heretical we are, we are still contributing to the great Balala."

"Even a lazy person has value to the great Balala."

(Offscreen, Voldemort is in a state of disarray. How could he do this? Let wizards all over the world learn for him?)

(No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to say that his own efforts could surpass all wizards in the world.)

(Dumbledore was more curious about how the Dark God of Gunara rose to power. He couldn't imagine that anyone could transcend this system and become equal to Balala.)

(Ron smacked his lips, "Doesn't that mean I don't have to study?")

Even Ron's poor brain was excited and sighed.

No one was surprised that Cedric was sorted into Slytherin, the house of the Dark Fairy.

Even Cedric's parents were the same.

They are more yearning and curious about that strange yet familiar world.

But it is also because of this that the image of Cedric, which had been ignored for a long time, now attracts countless eyes.

Fleur, Harry, and Krum were sorted into Gryffindor, the house of the White Fairy.

Cedric was the only one who became the Black Fairy.

Isn't it just right for him to ask about matters related to the mysterious dark god Gunara?

But now, they saw this scene.

"Qiu Zhang from the second year~" Cedric looked in the direction of the Ravenclaw Blue Fairy, his heart fluttering.

He had no intention of cuckolding himself.

However, he didn't notice this girl until he was in fifth grade and Qiu Zhang was in fourth grade.

Qiu Zhang, a sophomore, made him, who was already preparing to give up, lose all motivation in an instant.

(Qiu Zhang in the Hogwarts Great Hall lowered his head and smiled sweetly, "Side is really~")

(Other viewers, you better keep doing this!)

As if sensing the audience's resentment, the little boy with blond greasy hair attacked instantly.

"I'm talking to you! What are you looking at? What's your name?"

Cedric instantly recognized the grinning guy opposite him, Harry Potter's lifelong enemy, Draco Malfoy.

"S-Edward Cullen."

"Karen?" Draco raised an eyebrow. "I've never heard of this last name."

"Could it be that they are ordinary people from the mortal world?"

"Is there anyone from your family in the Mountain and Sea Realm?"

"Mountain and Sea Realm?" Cedric was puzzled.

"It seems that you are really a Dustman." Draco's tone changed immediately. At the same time as he looked at her with disdain, he also had a kind of awkward recognition. "You are so lucky. As a Dustman, you have the honor to work for the Dark God Gunara."

"If you are a green fairy who digs for food in the soil, or a blue fairy who plays tricks like a madman, after revealing your identity as a dustman, I guarantee that you will turn into an elf within a week."

"What good luck," Draco sighed again, "to serve the Supreme God with a humble body."

"This should be a school. How dare you kill people?" Cedric asked tentatively.

Draco said without hesitation, "Of course, we have the Dark God Gunara behind us!"

"There's no gods behind Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff."

"Although the four giants have already entered the cloud world and become the pillars, there are still differences in superiority and inferiority."

"At worst, I'll go to Azkaban."

"Those inside are all loyal believers of the Dark God Gunara, and some are even relatives."

"It's much better inside than in the Magic Fairy Castle!"

Draco looked proud, "My father and mother are both studying in Azkaban."

"Especially my mother's side, except for a few scums who were expelled from the family tree, everyone is in there!"

(Malfoy and his group were all very upset because they had escaped from prison after bleeding heavily and were imprisoned again a few days after Dumbledore came to power. It seems that they were all acquaintances.)

“Although after a hundred years, unfortunately I can only choose to become an elf and enter the Mountain and Sea Realm, and cannot choose the orthodox dark race, it is not bad either.”

Cedric also felt his worldview exploded, but he calmed down and asked, "Which races are the dark races?"

Draco's face drooped, and he pointed to the front of the Slytherin table, where the old students were sitting, "You mortal, can't you see for yourself?"

"The characteristics of the Dark Saint Clan couldn't be more obvious!"

"Those with pale skin and canine teeth are vampires; those with thick hair and sharp claws are wolves; those who are tall and sturdy are giants; and those with transparent bodies and a pearly white glow are ghosts."

Cedric was extremely surprised. He then noticed that the further he looked, the less human these black fairies looked.

In his world, these humanoid races would conceal their differences from the ordinary people to avoid being discriminated against.

But in this world, they actually became the Dark Saints.

"Are you surprised?" Draco snorted. He seemed to sense Cedric's contempt. "They were discovered by the outstanding predecessors of the Black Magic Fairy. In addition to becoming a Great Magic Fairy, it is a shortcut to retain the immortality of the physical body and ascend to the Mountain and Sea Realm."

"These contents in the Black Magic Book are not public."

"You want to learn, but there's no place to learn!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 242 Magic Fairy Color Stone

"But--" Draco drew out his words, "You know."

Crabbe and Goyle next to them imitated Draco and showed the same smile.

"You want to teach me? Why?" Cedric frowned.

"Let me make it clear," Draco turned the ring on his finger, imitating his father's pretense in his memory, "Every black fairy is extremely precious. Especially a clean black fairy like you."

"Also, your elves are snakes like Slytherin, and they are huge in size."

"The small size of an elf does not mean that its magic power is weak, but its large size means that its magic power is definitely huge."

"I can give you this opportunity."

"The dragon blood of our Malfoy family, and the Longbo giants of the Crabbe and Goyle families can all be provided to you."

"This is the Golden Road. Ordinary vampires and giants are only bronze."

“The gap between bronze and gold is wider than the gap between an ant and an elephant.”

"However." Draco paused, "In order to prevent you from rejecting me without knowing the full situation, I suggest you answer me after History of Magic class tomorrow."

Cedric wanted to refuse directly, but suddenly, the dagger pressed against his thigh gave off a chill, and a voice emerged from the bottom of his heart, "Promise him!"

Because of this delay, the refusal was not uttered.

He didn't pursue the idea of ​​saying he didn't need it.

At the moment, he had only one question, that voice

Where did that voice come from, not Riddle's, but his own?

The scene of Cedric changed, and on the stage, Riddle, who was still a 28-year-old boy, frowned.

"What's the matter?" asked Dumbledore.

"I felt a thrill, as if I saw... But..." Riddle fell into memories.

"You're right, that's simply impossible." Dumbledore frowned.

Grindelwald, who had short white hair and light grey heterochromatic eyes, suddenly took a big gulp of his wine.

Then the scene returned to Cedric.

Outside the venue, audience member Dumbledore took a deep breath, "It looked like Cedric wanted to refuse directly just now."

"But the Riddle in his body rejected him. Then Deputy Lord Riddle became aware of his other self."

"But, he probably hasn't locked onto the target yet."

Although he said this, his heart was filled with countless complaints.

It was also the first time that he regretted his Riddler behavior.

It turns out this is how others feel when they listen to him speak.

If he wasn't the Riddler, he would know who Riddle was throbbing for.

On the other side, the audience Voldemort is also brainstorming about this.

who can that be?

Could it be that I in this world also created a Horcrux?

That Horcrux caused a lot of trouble and was then recovered?

It is possible that I in this world do not need a Horcrux to ensure my immortality.

Other viewers were also curious about this.

But more than that, I was surprised that the screen was not just focused on the warriors and their sights.