I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He wants to change all this!

Change the secrecy laws!

Gail has such awareness at such a young age.

This is a very ambitious person.

As far as ambition goes, John needs to admit, Gail is powerful.

After all, John had never considered the Statute of Secrecy.

It's not that he's cowardly, but that wizards can't do this.

Hide or destroy.

This is a destined thing.

So John made a conclusion about Gail's ambitious words.

It's a dream.

The dreamy Babylon can give people endless imagination, but it only exists in other people's fantasies.

"Do you know Hunter?" John did not answer him but asked a question.

"Hunter?" Gale was stunned.

At this time, Al, who had quarreled with Aberforth, came to the barn.

Here, Gail described many beautiful scenes for him.

Those words brought two young hearts together.

Like poison, it gradually aroused and magnified the desire in Al's heart.

Change the world so wizards no longer hide in the dark.

Ariana no longer has to be trapped at home and can fly with her wings.

This ideal makes people obsessed and crazy.

He believed that two extremely talented wizards could do this.

But Aberforth could not imagine these things at all. His shallow mind could only accommodate a simple life and goats.

Gail wanted John to join in, and Al knew it clearly.

Although they had not been together for a long time, Al could feel that John had the same outstanding talent and wisdom as himself.

No one knows what caused him to become blind, but his tremendous magical power always shows how powerful this guy of his age is.

Gale is a golden eagle that soars wildly in the sky, and a flower that is fascinating, beautiful, and yet poisonous.

John is a fire dragon lying dormant in the abyss with its eyes closed to take a rest, and he is a snowy mountain that makes people want to release its power.

Al wanted to know what it would be like if such a person were with him and others.

When John brought up the hunter, Al was also thinking about the implications.

“When a hunter walks through the forest and sees the shaking bushes, his first reaction is to pull the trigger of his shotgun.”

John's lifeless eyes have the power to penetrate people's hearts.

"Muggle, that hunter."

"And we..."

"It's prey."

A layer of bloody skin was torn off, revealing the bright red and tender body underneath.

John's word "prey" made the two young wizards with extraordinary talents tremble in their hearts.

"Muggles are weak." Gale immediately retorted, "They are just a group of ordinary people who can't even use magic."

"Yes, but they have wisdom and a huge population base." John interrupted him, "If it was a thousand years ago, maybe they could do it."

"But how many wizards are there now?" John said, "One thousand? Ten thousand? One hundred thousand?"

"How many Muggles are there?"

“Billions!”

The huge population base lays the foundation for human dominance over the world.

John drew out his wand and a mist spread out.

The fog surrounded them, and from inside came the sounds of roars, explosions, and fighting.

A fighter plane that looked ancient to John flew across the sky, and its rain of bullets easily took away dozens of lives.

The tank that wraps people into a steel turtle shell is a steel beast walking among the humans.

It only takes one shell to destroy the house.

A tiny bullet can be faster than a spell.

Wizards, like Muggles, will die if their brains are smashed in.

Whether it's the Killing Curse or the bullet, the effect is the same.

Equally deadly, piercing the left eye or the right eye has the same effect.

Yes, wizards are powerful, and this is an advantage that is born in life.

But the destruction that ordinary people can cause is countless times that of wizards.

The scenes one after another left the two wizards speechless.

"One wizard kills one Muggle, or two Muggles? It takes a hundred Muggles to kill one wizard."

John shook his head and said, "Hogwarts was originally established to protect young wizards from being persecuted by Muggles, Al."

He looked at young Al and said calmly, "We have been prey from the beginning to the end, but there are many hunters with guns."

"What a wizard can do is to make as little noise as possible so as not to attract the hunter's gun to point at him."

The truth is so cruel.

Wizards cannot replace Muggles, no one can do it in this world with a booming population.

The young men were full of enthusiasm, but their ideas seemed childish and ridiculous in John's words.

Gail remained silent, unable to accept it.

Al's mouth felt like it was glued shut, and the bitterness was indescribable.

They spent many nights here talking about their anger about the future and the situation of wizards.

They want change.

But now I tell them that nothing can be changed.

Destroying an ideal is far more cruel than killing a person.

John is a devil, holding a butcher knife to slaughter their ideals and destroy their dreamland.

"You know all this, so you don't want to change?" Gail's eyes gradually became sharper, no longer as cynical as before.

"Change?" John laughed. "We are different, Gail."

John waved his wand, and the mist disappeared along with the images.

He chuckled and said, "Power is what determines everything."

"Power comes first. I never mind the conflict between wizards and Muggles. In my opinion, they are all human beings."

"Only the strong have the qualifications to gain a foothold!"

“Victory is with me.”

John's ideas impacted the two young wizards.

This is a thorough Slytherin, and he has a different charm from Gale.

It was a kind of charm that was so strong that people could not help but approach it.

Strength prevails, and the winner is king.

So John has never been defeated. He is a king, a strong man, a person who is destined to stand above all others.

Gale said to himself, "Strength comes first."

Yes, with enough power, you can move the world.

Only enough victories can make the Muggles surrender.

The power of one person is bound to be weak, and one needs his own believers.

At that moment, Gail's eyes were burning.

He is like an idealist who knows he will die. Even though he knows that the hunter's gun can be fatal, he still wants to try whether he is a lion or a rabbit.

Since the wizard's power is not enough, let's seek help from a more powerful force.

The power of the Deathly Hallows.

Al thought of his sister and his stubborn brother.

And my own father and mother.

The responsibility on his shoulders made him feel a little breathless.

He would rather believe in the dream scene that had been depicted countless nights than be trapped here.

He is a Gryffindor.

It is in the nature of a Gryffindor to be adventurous.

He didn't want to be tied down, he wanted an unforgettable adventure, willing to die.

At this moment, two hearts are tied together.

There was a high mountain before them, a high mountain built by John.

The pressure made them breathless, but it also brought the two people closer to each other.

"Come with us, Yoel!"

Gail stood firm in her belief and invited John again.

“Let’s strive to be that winner.”

Fate was a storm, whispering to them to give up resistance.

The warriors face the storm and shout out in the dark world.

This is a carnival, madness and struggle.

People who die for their ideals should not be laughed at.

Al stood beside Gelson, standing firm with him.

"Let's do it together." Al said.

They invited John to join in the shouting.

Let the wizards hear their voices and make the hunters tremble in fear at the sounds in the bushes.

Unfortunately, they were wrong.

John was never one to welcome the storm.

he……

It's the storm.

"We are not destined to be together."

John shook his head. It’s been nearly a hundred years since we last met. How can you expect me to go crazy with you guys?

He looked at Al and asked, "Are you going to run away, Al?"

"Huh?" Al was puzzled.

John's quiet words have a terrible destructive power.

"Your sister, your family."