Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The rapid development of Muggle technology can threaten the main body of wizarding society - the vast majority of ordinary wizards, but they are still like fragile children in front of extraordinary individuals.

After a while, seeing that no one objected, Victor restrained his momentum, sat back in his seat, and his expression relaxed a little.

"Please forgive my directness. As you can see, a number of these dangerous monsters have been eliminated, but the most dangerous one among them is still alive, and there are remnants hiding all over the world. This is a huge hidden danger."

He said gently but without question, "So you only have this one day in the future, or to be exact, less than a day. Please remember what the chief said. This is a war, a life-and-death war, not a child's game."

The room fell silent again.

Soon, in this vast land, undercurrents arose from both the magical and secular worlds, and the two ruling machines that had never cooperated since the founding of the country began to operate in unison for the first time.

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On the other side, in the dense forests of the Balkan Peninsula, Voldemort, who had lost his ability to Apparate due to being possessed by a false god, finally returned to his temporary hiding place.

Seeing little Batty's eyes change from fear to surprise, he finally felt the long-lost relaxation after a busy day.

During the long journey back, he made more careful plans for his future plans.

The body of the false god naturally has its pros and cons, and in order to make the best use of its strengths and avoid its weaknesses, he cannot do without his most loyal subordinate who has accompanied him in his recovery from the bottom of the valley.

The confident Voldemort was sure that this would be the beginning of his return to the top and regaining everything he had lost.

Although the disappearing black light made him feel a little fearful.

Chapter 524 The Art of War

If the huge and profound Leviathan is like an open giant palm, then the coalition centered on the Stargazers, the Witch Party and the Order of the Phoenix is ​​a clenched fist.

With dispersion versus concentration, and carelessness versus intentionality, defeat and destruction become the inevitable outcomes.

In just one day, the multiple forces that were ready for battle defeated the powerful enemies of terrifying scale one by one, like a butcher cutting up an ox.

Time flies and Christmas is approaching.

Euphemia returned to her home in Birmingham to recuperate, while Lynn stayed in school and continued to control the overall situation through various means and arrange various tasks to strangle Leviathan.

Dmitri's cleanup operations in Eastern Europe.

Nasir launched a large-scale sweep centered on the Pamir Plateau, radiating throughout Central Asia and West Asia.

Iaie's cleansing and reconstruction of the Fairy Council.

A dragnet search by the Witch Party and the Order of the Phoenix.

There were also precision strikes by the main force of the Stargazers across Europe and the American continent.

All of these are different.

A steady stream of war reports and plans came in from all over the world and piled up on Lynn's desk.

Originally, these were Euphemia's job responsibilities, but now that she is recuperating at home, it is natural for him to take on the burden.

Behind every report and every letter with different wording are bloody human lives condensed into numbers.

Lin En, who believed that if he did not move, he would die. If he moved, he would face life and death. He never intended to leave any room for Leviathan. He directly cleared out most of the strongholds that were paralyzed due to the loss of the command center.

Under the thunderous blow, many organizations and individuals involved with Leviathan were also uprooted.

Without the node that serves as the coordination mechanism, the remaining remnants and those peripheral collaborators are like the dark wizards lingering in Knockturn Alley, no longer able to stir up trouble.

But this is not the result that Lynn had hoped for.

The wizarding world will be in turmoil in the coming days, or during the upcoming Christmas holidays.

This is an inevitable result.

In the morning, as he was carefully reviewing the first batch of interrogation results sent by Victor himself, he heard a knock on the door.

"Professor, excuse me."

He was a little surprised by the person who came, it was Pavla.

Although she was often with Doris and the others, Pavla was still a little reserved when she came alone. She hesitated for a long time before she told them the purpose of her visit.

She was somewhat worried as she didn't have the chance to see Cedric until the evening yesterday - considering their miserable mental state at the time, this worry was justified.

Lynn was also well aware of what was going on between the young couple.

Compared to the unfamiliar "athlete", he certainly preferred this diligent and quiet girl who had been studying with him and Professor Barbour since the first year.

Now that she seemed a little shy, Lin En didn't intend to hide anything and told her the truth in a few words, leaving the young witch speechless with shock and inevitably a little worried.

After all, she is not a talented wizard who excels in practical magic. Although her spell skills are not low, she is more like a compromise between Hermione and Penelope, and is really not good at fighting.

After thinking it over, she made up her mind, grasped the sleeve of her robe and said, "Professor, can I do something to help you and them? Although I don't have their abilities, I also want to do what I can."

"I'm a little surprised. You're a kid who doesn't like fighting. Is it because of Ced this time?"

"It would be a lie if I said that this had nothing to do with him, but it's not entirely because of him either." Pavla shook her lower lip and said softly, "I am also your student and a candidate member of the Stargazers, right? You said that there are always things worth taking risks for."

"It seems that Penelope's evaluation of you is more accurate than that of me, your teacher." Lynn nodded slightly and said appreciatively, "I do have a task for you. Each of you has your own strengths and weaknesses. Aren't only those who rush to the front the heroes? Are you willing to help me with some behind-the-scenes work?"

"Of course, Professor!" Pavla's face lit up and she clenched her fists tightly. "Then I'll go find them now?"

"It is true." Lin En curled his lips and said jokingly, "I haven't even told you what the mission is yet, and you can't wait to go over and help him?"

Pavla lowered her head in shame and said nothing.

Seeing this, Lin En stopped teasing her and said with a smile: "Go, your observation and analysis will help."

"Yes, Professor!"

"By the way, tell them to save some energy today. I plan to let you go out to see the world tonight. Think of it as an early Christmas gift. Don't forget the holidays. I'm looking forward to your performance at the ball."

"Huh? Okay! I'll tell them right now!"

Half shy and half excited, Pavla ran out in a hurry and headed straight for the Room of Requirement.

Looking at her receding back, Lynn shook his head, put away Victor's report, took out a stack of documents from the drawer, put on his glasses and began to study them.

Soon, the fox guardian flew out of the window, hopping through the space barrier and disappeared into the sky.

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December 1994, 12, in a small town in northern France.

Dawn is approaching, everything is silent, and the world is enveloped in thick darkness.

Hiding in the small town, the Leviathan members, who have not been in contact with the organization's top management for several days, are waiting anxiously, and all kinds of rumors are spreading.

As more and more strongholds and contact points were destroyed, their anxiety grew day by day, and the fear of impending catastrophe lingered in everyone's mind.

Even though this was the largest stronghold in Western Europe, many people began to plan their retreat. The situation was only maintained thanks to the suppression of the old red-robed wizard and a group of backbone members who had been tied to the chariot of the false god.

It was the darkness before dawn, the time of the day when one was most likely to be physically lazy. Outside the small town, a small but well-organized group of stargazers were already standing by.

They were led by Brian, who had just recovered from his injuries, and Lynn, who had come from Hogwarts with five students.

"It's 3:57 now, and we will start at 4 o'clock sharp. Do you really plan to let them follow you?" Brian checked his watch habitually and asked casually.

“Isn’t Andrew here too?” Lin En turned his head to look at the few people who were whispering in the woods and said calmly, “Let them see some blood. It’s a good thing. It’s better to do it sooner rather than later.”

"That's fine. The danger isn't that great anyway. I'll protect them myself." Brian said as a matter of course.

Lynn shook her head and held his shoulders.

"Just treat them as ordinary partners. Do whatever you want to do. I won't get involved. By the way, hand over the dying old man inside to them. His level is just right."

"Are you serious?!"

"They are also stargazers, or at least reserve members. There is nothing that we cannot contact. It's the same for you and me, isn't it?" Lin En stared into his old friend's eyes. "It's almost time. Let's send the people inside on their way."

"...You are such a hard-hearted guy. Even the students I taught myself are like this."

Brian muttered to himself, took one last look at his watch, and turned toward the stargazers who were waiting for him.

When he stood in front of everyone, his face was expressionless.

A solemn and murderous atmosphere shrouded the sparse woods. For the few people who were on the battlefield for the first time, this was an unprecedented experience.

Cedric held his wand tightly, protecting Pavla behind him, and his breathing was a little faster than usual.

"According to the predetermined plan, start the action."

There was no mobilization or deployment, all the preparations had been completed in advance, and at Brian's command, the stargazers, who were ready to go, rushed into the town like a tiger out of a cage.

In an instant, the quiet town was set ablaze by war.

Feeling the breath of blood and fire, the young people who were specially placed at the back by Brian were startled for a moment, and then followed under the leadership of Doris.

This is an experience, and also another "coming of age ceremony" for a wizard, and especially for a stargazer.

Lynn stood alone in the open area, admiring the moonlight hidden in the mist, as if the explosions and tearing sounds coming from afar did not exist.

He was not worried about the safety of his students, nor did he ever doubt the outcome of the battle.

With the galloping alchemy puppets as the vanguard and the flying floating cannons and metal runes as cover, although there were only a dozen of them, they demonstrated the momentum of a mighty army.

The unprecedented luxurious configuration armed every stargazer who participated in the battle to the teeth, except for Doris and a few others.

With the deep integration of alchemy, magic and Muggle technology, the wizarding war will reach new heights and dimensions.

It should be an art, but it is much more cruel than ordinary art, just like oil painting with blood as pigment.

At this moment, it is just the beginning of showing its edge.

Chapter 525 "Coming of Age Ceremony"

Lynn's solitude did not last long.

The battle had just begun when Nicolas Flamel appeared not far behind him.

The old man came all the way from his alchemy workshop specifically to witness the war machine he had built and mass-produced, and to find out its shortcomings and potential through actual combat tests.

But the first thing he saw was Furong, who was moving with the main group in the crowd - her long silver-white hair was very conspicuous even in the middle of the night.

In addition, the movements, which seemed normal but somewhat sluggish than usual, made him, knowing Lin En's working style well, inevitably feel a little worried and dissatisfied.

"This is Furong's first time on the battlefield. Why don't you protect her?" He broke the silence. "This child has never seen such a battle, nor has she killed anyone."

"Doris, Cedric, Boyce, and Pavla are also on the battlefield. They must learn to cooperate and stay calm in the face of blood and death, instead of looking for their teachers when they encounter problems. Have you forgotten how old we were when we first used magic to take someone's life?"

Lin En paused for a moment, then said in a formal tone, "As for safety, as long as they make use of the experience they have accumulated in the gap between time and space over the past two days, there will be no problem. I have even increased the difficulty for them."

"You mean... the brown-haired girl?" The experienced Nico accurately identified the most helpless person with just a glance from a distance.

She was being protected by Cedric, trying to shoot spells at her opponent while protecting herself.

It’s hard work, but it’s not enough on the battlefield.

The continuous loss of life shocked both her and them who grew up in a peaceful era. This was not a simulation or a drill between friends, but a life-and-death contest.

"Just like Fei when you and I first encountered that Horcrux kid." Nico said meaningfully, "You really regard this young man as your successor."

“Not really.” Lin En said softly, “I don’t need a so-called successor, at least not for a long time. He is not the child who looks most like me. I just hope they grow up smoothly, and the result will definitely be like this. I have confidence in each of them, and you should too.”

"If Fleur gets hurt in the slightest, you'll see if Olim will fight you to death." Nico curled his lips, said no more, and flashed to the most intense part of the battle.

He is clearly an old man over 600 years old, and normally looks like he could be blown down by a gust of wind, but when it really comes, he is more agile than most young people.

Even on a battlefield where magic was flying everywhere, he strolled leisurely, showing no sign of nervousness or fear, and even had the leisure to deflect a few curses shot at young people.

Lin En saw all these little movements, but he didn't say anything, just watched from a distance.

The red-robed wizard who had not slept most of the night appeared in sight.

He was a skilled fighter who was no less skilled than Brian, the backbone of the remaining Leviathan troops, and the "test subject" assigned by Lin En to several students.

At present, he has not realized his own identity. While bombarding the attacking alchemy puppets, he gathered his subordinates who were hastily prepared for the battle and put up a last-ditch resistance relying on the stronghold that he had built over the years and reinforced countless times.

He would soon realize that all resistance was futile and worthless in the face of overwhelming force.

Although his side had more people, the battle was a one-sided victory once it started. He couldn't understand or accept this.

But reality never changes according to human will.

In just a few moments, many of the good fighters he relied on fell down one after another in a more miserable manner.

Then, there were only a few subordinates left around - the elusive floating guns were like a death knell that kept ringing, making it difficult for them to defend themselves.