Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Helga smiled and said, "Sometimes, many decisions are difficult to make, and sometimes they are easy - Headmaster Dumbledore is a real Gryffindor. Now I can say this responsibly."

“…It was indeed him.”

The corners of Lynn's mouth twitched slightly.

"I can't pay this debt back, and I don't intend to pay it back."

"As long as you can get rid of that idiot hiding in the gutter and controlling everything behind the scenes," Rowena said, "then find a way forward for magic, including ours, just as you told those who followed you."

"Magic is mysterious. I like this saying, and I believe you can understand it better than us." Helga's illusory body swayed in the air, her eyes full of pampering and expectation. "Of course, this is also the willfulness of the old people. After all, none of us can deal with that person. We are powerless."

“I’m afraid I may not be able to do that now.” Lin En shook his head, his eyes burning. “But since you are willing to do this, I have no reason to refuse or back off, right?”

"That's right. Any other questions? If there's anything we can do to help."

The illusory figure began to gradually dissipate, and the clear facial features became blurred as time passed.

Obviously, even the souls of the two founders were reaching their limits in controlling such a huge amount of magic power.

Even the four magic notebooks that served as the hub began to make embarrassing "creaking" sounds, and the shining emblems became dimmer and flickering.

"No, I only have one thing to say." Lynn wiped the sweat from his forehead and pulled out a slender, dark green wand. "Whether it's the exploration of Gamp's basic law of transformation or the thinking about the nature of magic, we can find out together when I wake you up next time."

The incomparably powerful magic power took over the rapidly spinning magic vortex with unstoppable force, and the golden light covering the room and the outside world also weakened.

Rowena looked at him deeply, and her translucent body shot through the wall like an arrow and disappeared.

Helga stared at her old friend's back and sighed softly.

"She is still so dishonest... She was like that when she taught her students and treated her daughter. She hasn't improved in a thousand years."

"This is also what makes her more lovely than what is recorded, isn't it?" Lynn said with a smile, putting down the Elder Wand and extending his right hand to Helga. "It's time to see you next time."

"Indeed, see you next time." Helga gracefully stretched out her increasingly ethereal hand, as if the mist was dissipating, and gently touched Lin En's hand. "By the way, it would be best if you could use the Philosopher's Stone to help me replenish my magic power next time."

With a playful chuckle, the last trace of golden light dissipated, and Helga's figure returned to the notebook, and returned to the particularly dim honey badger emblem.

The office, which was bustling just now, became silent again.

The dozing phoenix opened its eyes, like a cluster of flames across the sky, and landed on Dumbledore's desk, staring at the old wand lying quietly.

The Sorting Hat also reacted.

"It seems that the so-called destiny is unpredictable, and it still doesn't apply to our principal who values ​​fate."

There was a crack on the tattered pointed wizard hat, and a sigh of regret came from inside.

"That may not be the case, Sorting Hat." Lynn said calmly without turning around, "Maybe I can bring him back."

"Woo?"

Before the Sorting Hat could speak, the depressed Phoenix Fawkes looked up and stared at him in surprise.

Picking up the Elder Wand and handing over a herb, Lynn performed the movements with such skill as if he had practiced them countless times.

"You might need a little help," said the Sorting Hat.

"Are you referring to Godric Gryffindor's goblin sword?" While answering, Lin En looked at the most powerful wand that Dumbledore had used to test him, his eyes deep, "I don't think I am a Gryffindor, nor do I think I have the courage to match it. Goodbye. I will do my best to solve all problems, I promise."

After that, without caring about the Sorting Hat's reaction, he stuffed the Elder Wand back into his robe sleeve, grasped his own wand again, strode out the door, and disappeared into the corridor.

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At a certain time, in a certain place, in an unknown sea of ​​flowers.

The mysterious man, still wearing the tattered black robe and having taken off his hood and never put it back on, sat comfortably among the flowers, his every move filled with calmness and laziness.

But if you look closely, you will find that his movements are somewhat deliberately stiff, and his slightly purple eyes are staring at the "bubble" in front of him without blinking.

After a long period of darkness, Lin En's figure appeared in the picture again, but it was only for a moment.

The mysterious man saw the Old Wand in his hand.

Then the "bubble" burst completely.

"Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, what on earth are these two women doing...? And that Fawkes, I really underestimated them..."

Confused, he slowly stood up, walked through the sea of ​​flowers, and stopped under a slender tower.

A tombstone stands abruptly beside the tower.

Chapter 602 Storm (Part )

A week passed quietly.

After leaving Hogwarts, Lynn seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth, and there was no news of him since.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald remained silent, and Helga and Rowena also fell into a deep sleep.

Unable to find any clues, Euphemia felt unprecedented pressure.

Overnight, she became everyone's backbone and the most powerful wizard in the world - and the storm that swept the world came as expected.

On the third day after Lynn's disappearance, traces of a monster appeared on the Persian Plateau. A small town with a population of thousands disappeared silently, leaving only bloodstains all over the ground.

The news quickly shocked the world, and both Muggles and wizards were in an uproar.

Three days later, the remnants of the Witch Party led by Wenda Rozier intercepted this group of astrologers who had "escaped the net" in the closed mountain plains deep in the Moklan Mountains.

Compared to the endless underground world, at this moment, there are only a few hundred of them left after devouring each other, but their strength should not be underestimated. When the enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other, and a war is about to break out.

In the bloody and brutal battle, Lynn still did not appear. Only Euphemia's figure shuttled across the battlefield, defeating the monsters one after another that became more and more difficult to deal with after getting blood food.

In the end, it was Nasir, who was far away in Afghanistan, who led his tribe and local wizards to come to the rescue and completely defeated these deeply hidden monsters.

But compared to the underground where there was no escape, the vast Persian Plateau became their perfect hiding place and escape. Even though many parties worked together and did not hesitate to suffer casualties, in the end, several monsters of varying strengths disappeared in the vast mountains.

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Amelia Bones was in her office welcoming the Muggle Prime Minister who was visiting for talks.

This was the first time that a Muggle official was allowed into the Ministry of Magic, and only the two of them could make this decision.

At this time, there were two other people in the office.

Nicolas Flamel and Liu Tao.

On the table were piled notes and historical foundations moved from Doris, as well as several parchments covered with words.

There was no polite greeting or unnecessary probing. The Prime Minister, who had already received a one-page summary from Percy, asked directly, "Mr. Eric is missing? And your Dumbledore and Grindelwald?"

"That's right, Mr. Prime Minister." Amelia nodded slightly with a heavy face. "I'm sorry to tell you this news."

"……All right."

Although he was mentally prepared, the Prime Minister still felt his heart sink suddenly and a slight feeling of suffocation was blocking his chest.

But he was a veteran who had experienced many ups and downs in the political world. He took a few deep breaths and adjusted himself. He asked calmly, "Is the incident in Iran three days ago related to this?"

"There is no direct relationship, but there is an indirect connection." Amelia pointed to the "hill" on the desk, as well as Nico and Liu Tao beside her, "I invited you here today to discuss this matter and everything related to it."

"Please tell me, I will try my best to cooperate."

"Thank you. This matter is very complicated, but in short, there is a mastermind who has lived longer than all wizards and is driving everything. He defeated Dumbledore and Grindelwald a week ago. That night, Lynn disappeared after leaving only a message."

"...That means you can't deal with this guy directly at the moment, right?"

"Yes, but we won't do nothing." Amelia walked to the desk, picked up the parchment on top of the books and handed it over. "This is the latest result. It has been tested by the Department of Mysteries and confirmed to be correct. We preliminarily judged that this mysterious man is the most powerful wizard in medieval Britain, and also the figure in your legend, Merlin."

"Merlin?!"

The Prime Minister's poker face was instantly broken.

"We suspect that Merlin is not a specific person, but a title - just like certain people in other wizarding legends."

"I'm shocked, to be honest."

"I was also shocked when I got the news." Nico walked forward with a smile and extended his hand to the Prime Minister. "Meet Nicholas Flamel, young man."

"...?"

The Prime Minister blinked vigorously.

"Wait a minute, old man." He shook his head which was beginning to freeze. "You said you are...?"

"It's the one you remember." Nico said, "Wizards always have some special ways to prolong life, although this is completely different from immortality."

"I understand why Minister Bones asked you." The Prime Minister instinctively touched his earlobe, pinched it hard, and came back to his senses in the pain. "What are you going to do?"

"Publicize this information, ban the Merlin Knights, and call for cooperation. We will formally establish a joint mechanism to deal with monster attacks that may occur again at any time."

Amelia said firmly.

"Publicly...but haven't you already...?" The Prime Minister looked embarrassed, with doubts clearly visible in his eyes.

"Yes, we have lost three of the most powerful wizards, but now we still have a wizard who can compete with them. Just an hour ago, she led a team to Iran. I believe good news will be reported back soon." Amelia said.

"There's one more? That's good news." The Prime Minister seemed to have taken a reassurance pill. He sat on the sofa and took a big sip of coffee. "But there is still a problem now. If this is made public, I'm afraid it will cause panic and riots."

"You are right. This is exactly our goal." Liu Tao, who had been silent from beginning to end, spoke. His slightly stiff English pronunciation made his already stiff tone even more angular.

"I'm a little confused. What does this gentleman mean?"

"We no longer have the ability to maintain perfect order. Moderate chaos is conducive to finding opportunities." Amelia said grimly. "In addition, someone will appear in public in the image of these three missing wizards to stabilize the public's emotions and bring up a new topic. I once told you that Gellert Grindelwald was a very dangerous criminal, and it was Dumbledore who defeated and captured him."

"He is also a criminal now." Liu Tao said with a dark face, "That's why he asked me, his opponent who knows him best, to play the role."

Nico smiled and said nothing. The Prime Minister thought about it, his eyes turned slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, most people's attention will be drawn to the cooperation between good and evil, and their fear will be transformed into more doubts and curiosity. This is a good way to spread through the media."

"As expected, you are more knowledgeable than us in this area." Amelia smiled, "But we can't rely on ourselves alone. You and your government must also be prepared. Excuse me, but no one can guarantee that an attack like the one three days ago won't happen again."

"I know what to do, but the key is not me." The Prime Minister took a deep breath, his smile still very bitter, "In the world of magic, only magic can win, right? If this does not affect your plan, can you tell me why Mr. Eric disappeared?"

"I'm sorry, Prime Minister, I don't know where he went or what he did. Because according to the message, this mysterious man has many spying methods."

Amelia shook her head. "I can only promise that everyone will do their best for our common home."

Chapter 603 Storm (Part )

"Do the best you can... Yes, that's what we should all do."

The Prime Minister rubbed his hands up and down his thighs, betraying his nervousness, but only for a moment.

In just a few seconds, he regained his complete calm. He looked like a good old man with no emotion on his face and his eyes were like deep pools.

"Although I have only met him once, I trust him and I trust you too. Wizards have their missions, and I have mine."

He stood up from the sofa and smoothed out the few inconspicuous wrinkles on his suit. "I'll accompany you on this journey. I'm also curious about what the wizard world is all about."

"I'm afraid that won't work." Liu Tao's expression turned stern. "You should have understood our plan, and you should also know that there are risks. There is a saying in my hometown that you should not act arrogantly when you should avoid the sharp edge."

"You are wrong, my friend from the East." The Prime Minister's courage was not even inferior to that of this first-class wizard. "Sometimes, taking a step back is equivalent to taking a hundred or a thousand steps back. Although I am a timid person, I also know this truth."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the Prime Minister, who found a satisfactory answer, slowly took off his glasses, revealing his bright, harmless smile that was often captured by the media.

"Let's just decide it. I'll take care of the rest. If I'm not mistaken, this event will still be in Paris, right?"

"If you are really willing to do this, I welcome you." Amelia stretched out her hand and shook hands with the Prime Minister. "This should be what you call true cooperation, right?"

"my pleasure."

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Cornelius Fudge has had a hard time in Paris lately.

Banished to a life of wealth and idleness, he felt the tense atmosphere in the air and was inevitably drawn into the whirlpool of the times once again.

But this time he has no power and is more like the "closest bystander" who is not involved.

For example, on this day, as one of the British representatives to the International Confederation of Wizards, he was invited to attend a high-profile press conference. Sitting on the other side of the press box, he met those old faces with whom he had friendships, battles, and cooperation, heard the shocking news from Dumbledore himself, and witnessed the "resurrection" of Gellert Grindelwald. At the same time -

Feel the devastation of destruction.

The headquarters of the International Confederation of Wizards, which had stood for hundreds of years, was reduced to ruins in an instant.

The culprit is a gigantic beast that is over a hundred meters tall, an ultimate monster that is wreaking havoc in the center of Paris.

The people around him fled in panic, but he stood there like a fool, his forehead cut by a piece of broken rubble. Blood was gushing out, staining half of his face red, making him look quite scary.

In shock and fear, he subconsciously looked for Dumbledore, but found nothing. Only a group of wizards came out from nowhere and fought fiercely with the monster.