Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"This period of time is really..."

"You're really too busy to spare time, so Fei can only come over from time to time to visit this old antique like me, right?" Nico, who was still angry, rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily.

Lin En didn't dare to refute. He could only rub his waist that had just been beaten and went forward to support him with a smile.

"You look much better recently. It seems that the new elixir of life is working well?" He tried to change the subject.

But Nico just snorted in response, then sat on the sofa and raised his hand, and the bottle of wine that Amanda had hidden in the cabinet before she left flew out.

Without Perenel's restraint, and having blocked Lynn's mouth first, the old man let himself go and poured himself a large glass.

He held the wine glass in his hand and boasted, "Do you think you can fool me with this little trick? I smelled alcohol in the room as soon as I came in. You are far from it."

Lin En's face froze slightly. He hadn't expected that this old kid who was always so unruly would do something like this today. He couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while. He watched him finish a glass and pour himself another one.

Sensing that something was wrong, he hurried forward, snatched the bottle of wine back from the old man who had not been able to drink for a long time, and directly took back his magic bracelet.

Nico was not in a hurry. He leaned back slowly and said leisurely, "When are we going down?"

"No rush, there's still plenty of time. According to the process, we should be the last to appear." Lynn said, "Amelia will take care of the rest. As for Brian and the others, we just need to wait here for news. But forget about drinking. I don't want to be pulled over by Perenel for a lecture. Do you want to do that too?"

"Tsk... I'm not afraid of her." Nico seemed a little embarrassed and muttered softly, but he also followed the advice and gave up his plan to drink heavily during the short time before the ceremony.

Having not seen each other for many days, the master and disciple naturally had a lot to talk about, but now was not the time to discuss family matters.

After sitting for a while to catch his breath, Nico stood up, brushed off the ashes on his body, and said with full energy: "Before you go down, take me to see that guy. I will inevitably have to deal with it in the future, right?"

"You are right, teacher," Lynn said, "Royna and Helga are waiting for you there."

"They think I will object?" Nico smiled nonchalantly, "I will support you unconditionally, at any time." As he said that, he put his hands behind his back and walked out.

Lynn quickly caught up and took him to the deepest part of the tower, a secret room that was sealed and obscured by countless advanced magics.

There, he saw a monster cub tied up with dozens of black magic chains, its life hanging by a thread.

Three magic stones, which are not so precious now but still extremely valuable, are inlaid on three walls, forming a large and complicated magic circle, which drains the surrounding magic power and turns it into a cage specifically for this monster, and repeats this cycle over and over again.

For more than a month, it has been sealed here without any energy replenishment. Coupled with Grindelwald's torture and torture, it has been exhausted.

But even so, the deep magic in its body still shocked Nico who saw it for the first time.

"...He is indeed a powerful character." Nico swallowed silently, grabbed his crutches tightly, and tried to speak in a calm voice, "No wonder you take it seriously. I have lived for so many years, and today I have learned a lot." He looked at Lin En beside him, "If I am not mistaken, you plan to seal it here forever for research?"

"That is indeed the plan, but it's not just us. It also includes everyone who has been assessed and can come into contact with it, including wizards and Muggles." Lynn said solemnly.

"This is a treasure trove," Rowena said.

"You are right, Ms. Ravenclaw." Nico nodded. "This is indeed a treasure trove, and... no one can deny that the fact that 'aliens really exist' is something that none of us can ignore or underestimate. Although I am so old that I can hardly walk, I still understand this."

The joy on Rowena's face flashed away, and Helga also smiled as if to say "as expected".

Nico saw all of this, shrugged his shoulders, and said slowly: "We have seen it, it's time to go down. But there is one thing we need to pay attention to. Those who come into contact with it must not only be capable, but also be trustworthy... Human nature is not that reliable."

Lynn knew his previous experience and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, teacher."

Chapter 651 A Node in History

The entire planning process of all large-scale public events, especially those that will become the focus of the media for a considerable period of time, will be the result of repeated bargaining.

The same is true of the founding ceremony of the Violet Society, and it is even more special because it involves Muggles, wizards, and various intelligent races.

The format of today's ceremony alone went through six or seven rounds of formal and informal negotiations and consultations, and ultimately a compromise was chosen to hold the meeting between the Muggle Parliament and the International Confederation of Wizards. And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

Beneath the appearance of a crowded gathering and a sea of ​​flowers, there is an undercurrent that no one can fully understand.

After saying goodbye to Rowena and Helga, Lynn and Nico came to the lobby on the first floor of the tower and waited outside the venue.

There is a special magical fountain here, which includes two statues representing wizards and Muggles respectively, as well as statues of all intelligent races certified by the International Confederation of Wizards.

Unlike the Magic Brothers Fountain in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, every statue here stands side by side, and their sizes are also set according to normal sizes to symbolize the equality of all intelligent races - although everyone knows that such equality does not exist in reality.

Today, these magical beings have more or less sent representatives to attend the meeting, especially the centaurs and goblins, who have even formed a delegation and will reside in the society permanently in the future.

Nico felt quite emotional about this, as if he was traveling back and forth between his youth and old age.

However, he did not have much time to reminisce about the past, as the tightly closed door of the venue opened again following Mr. Akinbade’s enthusiastic introduction.

Lynn entered first, and Nico followed half a step behind him, stepping onto the purple carpet decorated with blue and cyan patterns.

Warm applause broke out, and warm and awed gazes were focused on Lynn.

In this hall, most people, including Muggles and non-wizard magical creatures, already knew about Lynn's glorious record of killing Voldemort and repelling the now infamous nightmare wizard Merlin, and his identity as the wizard protector was no longer a secret.

These deeds won him many supporters, mainly the delegations of European wizards and goblins, which accounted for nearly 30% of the total number, as well as some wizards from Asia and South America.

These people together accounted for about half of the total number of people. They all stood up and left, expressing their joy and respect in different ways.

Another wizard of such prestige is not here today, so there is no second protagonist in the venue.

On the way to the podium, Lynn smiled and greeted his supporters in return, his eyes scanning everywhere, especially the empty seats - about one-sixth of the total number, mainly participants from the five magic schools, and a considerable number of stargazers, none of whom were present.

This was Lynn's arrangement, a hidden sign of weakness.

The reason for choosing today to hold the ceremony and asking nearly half of the stargazers to take leave is to achieve the current effect and avoid putting too much pressure on Muggles and wizards from other countries by being too aggressive.

After all, this is a society, not a parliament, and certainly not an authority that decides the future and destiny of each ethnic group - at least not in terms of its default functions, so equality comes first.

With the arrival of the two presidents and vice presidents, and Dumbledore's confirmation of his absence, the ceremony officially began.

What follows is the prescribed action of carefully considering each word.

First, Mr. Akinbade, the secretary general of the society, and a Muggle official jointly announced the establishment of the society and read out the list of names and candidates for president and vice president on behalf of the secretariat of the board of directors.

What followed was the usual speeches from all parties, including the International Confederation of Wizards, the host British Ministry of Magic and the British government, and representatives of various countries that had contributed greatly to the establishment of the Society. Each of them expressed their support for the Society and the various plans to be implemented in the same way.

Perhaps the only special thing was the Queen's speech as the wizarding secret-keeper and special guest.

When they walked onto the stage, she and Lin En smiled at each other, and saw the same helplessness and boredom in each other's eyes - compared to the content of the meeting that had been repeatedly confirmed, the integrity of the format itself was more important.

Including the Violet Society's London Declaration, which would soon be mentioned in Lynn's speech and published in the newspaper, and the Queen's speech which was about to begin.

They all understand this clearly and have actively chosen to cooperate with this kind of "performance", but this does not mean that they all think this form is interesting.

Feeling the deep meaning in the Queen's eyes, Lynn nodded calmly, and both of them turned their eyes away at the same time.

The truly valuable conversations always take place before and after the conference.

——But the current process still needs to be followed.

“…We have established such a knowledge exchange platform based on diversity and equal mutual learning, not for any gesture, nor for just one or two years, but to be judged on a century-by-century basis, based on its contribution and promotion to the entire civilization, not only human civilization, but also all intelligent species. Therefore, we are gathered here today not to get entangled in specific details, but to truly establish a consensus on principles, to establish an emotional bond that transcends race and values, and to establish an effective communication mechanism. This is for our future generations, for the future thousands of years from now.”

The soft yet powerful voice echoed in the auditorium.

No one is better suited to say this than her.

Looking at Euphemia from a distance with a calm expression, Lynn tidied up the agenda on the table, ticked the column for the Queen's speech, and then picked up his own speech to check.

His speech will be the final act of the night, or the end of the prelude to the fusion of magic and the secular world.

He represents wizards, but he represents more than just wizards.

This means that he has to say things that he doesn't like and do things that are contrary to his usual style.

Just like Dumbledore did back then.

But he is different from him.

Because he is also an arbitrator, a transcendent being who can break the rules with his personal power and influence.

As long as "Merlin" is still there, as the only wizard who can fight and repel him, this identity will not change.

At this conference that is destined to be recorded in the glorious history books, everything will be settled, which also marks the quiet opening of a new era.

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"Hoo... Kenaz!"

"boom--!"

The flame suddenly rose and exploded on the fierce and ferocious devil's web, instantly turning it into a torch, and breaking nearly half of the vines before returning empty-handed.

After dealing with the thorny plant that Professor Sprout had carefully cultivated, Fleur stopped and put away her wand, standing there while taking a few deep breaths.

More than an hour had passed since the maze challenge began. She had already left Area 1 and entered Area 2, which was darker and more complex, except for answering questions non-stop. However, she had not been able to find the answer point in the intricate maze. Instead, she repeatedly fell into dead ends and encountered attacks like the one just now.

She looked down at the watch on her wrist, which had pointers marking the status and position of each warrior, and was also a signal transmitter directly connected to the big screen outside the stadium.

Harry and Krum, who were trapped in front of the statue in Area 1 because they failed to answer the questions, have also successfully passed the test, not to mention the others, especially Cedric.

No one knows when he will enter the final area No. 3 and start looking for the championship trophy.

This made her a little impatient as she was eager to win and didn't want to fall behind.

But she knew that now was not the time to rush.

Haste leads to confusion.

The less clues you have, the more you need to stay calm.

Taking a deep breath, she began to carefully observe the walls that changed their position every one or two minutes in the violent tremors, trying to find a pattern from the changes.

The same scene occurred a few hundred meters away, next to Cedric, who had just dealt with an adult blast-tailed skrewt.

Those who first entered this area encountered setbacks and gradually put away their contempt.

After all, the competition venue was set up by professors from various schools. Even if there are no powerful means, its sophistication cannot be underestimated.

It is not easy to win the championship and win it beautifully.

Chapter 652 Mutual Trust

No matter what the occasion, finding the right direction is the most important factor for success.

This is particularly evident in the unpredictable routes in the super maze of Area 2 created by Dumbledore himself.

Cedric and Fleur no longer rushed around like headless flies, and began to use their brains. With each of them showing their talents, the order hidden in the chaos gradually surfaced.

They chose the correct path in no particular order, successfully found the selection statue in area No. 2, and made the opposite choice to that in area No. 1 at the same time.

Cedric, who had previously destroyed the unicorn puppet with rune magic with ease, was faced with an astronomical problem.

Furong, who cleverly found the error in the formula, faced a three-headed dog puppet with an extremely strong physique and a ferocious face.

Be it wisdom or courage, it is not a choice for these two young people with great ambitions and lofty aspirations.

At best, it is a ranking.

And just behind these two different levels, they have already felt the familiar magical fluctuations.

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London, top floor of Violet Tower.

After the long ceremony, the Queen, who was supposed to go straight back to Buckingham Palace, came to Lynn's exclusive office and reception room.

Neither side had any entourage, and even Prime Minister Major was just waiting in the lounge not far away. Euphemia and Amelia were discussing the details of the subsequent cooperation with him.

This was a rare occasion for the queen, who was always very pompous, but she did not care about it. Instead, she admired the paintings and wood carvings used as decorations in her office with great interest, showing no sign of boredom or tiredness from the ceremony she had just attended.

"I thought that an open-minded young person like you would prefer some avant-garde art styles." She said half-jokingly, "I didn't expect it to be neoclassicism. This is indeed a bit surprising to me."

“Classical is not necessarily backward and outdated, and avant-garde is not necessarily advanced and correct. This is true for everything, and art is no exception - it just depends on how you accept it.”

Lin En crossed his hands on his thighs, looking relaxed and calm. "You are a true artist. I am still far from being as good as you in this area. I need to learn more from you."

"As long as you don't mind that an old man like me can't keep up with the pace of young people," the Queen said softly, "you will work in London more often in the future, right? There will always be time."

The two smiled at each other. Although it was only the second time they talked face to face, they had a tacit understanding as if they had known each other for many years.

"Britain will be the strong backing of the society and I will support you unreservedly," she said in an affirmative tone.

"I believe this 100%, Your Majesty." Lynn nodded with a smile, "This is the most important reason why I set up the headquarters of the academy in London. It is also the most important reason why I have to take up your precious rest time and disturb you here."

"Oh?" The queen raised her eyebrows. "It seems there are still some things I don't know."

"Indeed, and you will be the only non-wizard who knows about this for quite some time."

Lynn pulled out his wand and tapped it lightly in the air. "Please look here. I hope you won't be too surprised."