I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He said, "How do you know that I am not Griffith?"

"what?"

Odom was stunned. Isn't this obvious?

But Inger said, "Use the Apparition Spell on me."

"Ah?" Odom looked at the other party in surprise and suspicion, suspecting some conspiracy.

But after a moment's hesitation, he waved his wand.

"Specialis Revelio"

The wand was pointed at Inger, but what was puzzling was.

Inger, who was thought by everyone to be Grindelwald, had not changed at all.

His face always remained the same.

Odom, who was unwilling to give up, used it several times in a row.

The Apparition Charm could not change Inger's appearance.

Then there is a possibility.

His face was not a disguise, nor was it a transfiguration.

The stunned crowd looked at the man who was thought to be Grindelwald from the beginning.

"The one chosen by Qilin was not Gellert Grindelwald," Inger calmly turned and looked at Old Barty, "but me, Inger Griffith."

...

Chapter 665: Missiles Falling from the Sky, Death

He's Inger Griffith!

Old Batty couldn't believe it.

In all of their minds, Inger had already been dealt with by Grindelwald.

Because the Inge they knew was not that wise.

Everyone has fallen into a misunderstanding.

The people from the German Ministry of Magic also forgot to clamor for people to pay with their lives.

They stared at Inger.

“Yes, I am not a wise man.”

Yingge walked to the front and Qilin followed behind him.

"Under my leadership, Poland has never recovered. I want to change, but there is no way."

He was speaking loudly to the entire wizarding world.

"I know about Schmidt's death, and I know that the Ministry of Magic has been infiltrated."

Inger asked, "But even so, I was still chosen as the future leader of the wizarding world."

He turned to Odom and asked, "My identity is fine. Do you have any objections?"

Odom felt a chill for some reason and said, "No."

Yingge looked at Jing Zhang again and asked, "Qilin chose me, is that right?"

Jing Zhang said in a deep voice: "It is indeed legal."

If Yingge was not impersonated by someone, then he was selected through formal means.

Logically speaking, it's all reasonable and legal.

Yingge smiled slightly, looked at Old Batty, and asked, "I have become the leader, and this cannot be changed?"

"Yes." Old Barty had put down his wand. He felt so frustrated for the first time in his life.

He had everything, but in the end he lost because of Qilin's choice.

Inger turned his gaze to Spencers and asked, "Do you think I am a qualified leader?"

"Griffith..." Spencer hesitated for a moment and said honestly, "I feel in my heart that you are not qualified, but Qilin chose you."

"This shows that you are a person with pure goodness, who is willing to dedicate and sacrifice for magic."

Finally, turning his gaze to everyone at the bottom of the stairs, Inger asked loudly, "What do you think?"

What does the wizard think?

They certainly felt that Qilin would not make a wrong choice, and perhaps Yingge might be a qualified leader.

They responded with support and respect for the results of this election.

But Inger was not satisfied.

"Magic society!" He picked up Kirin and stroked his head. "This is a matter of life and death for all wizards."

"You're putting all your hopes on a magical animal?"

Inger shook his head and said, "You are so stupid, a bunch of idiots like dung beetles!"

Everyone thought he was crazy.

After becoming a leader, he actually started to insult people.

"You have made a fool of the matter of magic," Inger said while hugging Kirin. "You know the crimes I committed and my stupidity, but you still chose to believe in Kirin."

He gradually exerted force with his hands, and Qilin seemed to sense something was wrong and began to struggle.

"Trust in a...beast."

Yingge's hands held Qilin tightly like an iron clamp, and the grip was getting tighter and tighter.

“I want to tell you that it’s wrong.”

As the words fell, a clear sound came from Yingge's arms.

"Click."

Spencers eyes widened.

Everyone watched the horrifying scene.

Yingge loosened his hands, and the body of the Qilin whose neck he had broken slowly fell down.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and said with a complicated expression: "Such an ignorant magic society will be destroyed by the times."

"What are you doing?"

Spencers rushed over like crazy and picked up Qilin's body.

“I’m making it clear to everyone that we need to change.”

Inger's compassionate look made it seem like he was not the one who killed Qilin.

"This world is too foolish. We are manipulated and deceived. Facing the crisis, we are burying our heads like ostriches."

"We need to change, the survival of the fittest, strength comes first."

"If we don't change, we will be eliminated. Everyone should get rid of the dream of magic and face the crisis it faces now."

“This is the only thing I can teach you now that I am a leader.”

He said it sincerely, but it made people think about the meaning behind it.

Inger looked at Starr in the crowd and smiled, "Let's make magic great again."

He raised his hands and looked up at the sky calmly.

"Let this be a wake-up call for the world."

Look upwards from his angle.

The wizards saw a light falling like a meteor.

Old Batty's face changed drastically and he immediately looked in the direction of Little Batty.

"son!"

Old Batty roared and rushed towards Little Batty.

What was falling from the sky was the power wielded by Muggles, which Inger had shown the wizards.

The people under the castle in the sky heard a roar.

Fire exploded in front of Inger.

He calmly accepted the explosion coming towards him.

There was no resistance or struggle.

This is a sacrifice.

A sacrifice that awakens the magical world.

A sacrifice to make magic great again.

The flames engulfed him, and countless wizards who had no time to escape were enveloped by the flames.

They could not utter a scream as their bodies were already dead.

Apparating could not escape the reach of this destruction.

...

Nurmengard.

Grindelwald watched quietly as the image showed the attack that overturned the wizarding world.

He raised the cup in his hand and said lightly: "Let magic become greater."

The wine in the glass swayed, causing Grindelwald's thoughts to surge.

He had failed, but that failure did not hit him hard.

In other words, it was that failure that made him realize the flaws in his own path.

Magic is declining. This is not a problem of people, but a problem of society.

The comfort made them forget the threats they faced.

Most wizards didn't even understand the threat posed by Muggles.

Those pro-Muggle factions, those upper classes who still enjoy comfort.

These are the ills of the wizarding world.

Death is necessary.

Only a sufficient price can make the wizard see this threat.

Let those people wake up from their self-righteous dreams.

Let them know that the leader of the magical world does not need to be purely kind.

Inger Griffith.

Qilin did not make the wrong choice. He has purity in magic and the determination to sacrifice for it.

He is also kind, but rather than destroying the magical world, he chooses to wake up the magical world.

He is a martyr, and his sacrifice will bring prosperity to the wizarding world.

"For the greater good, make magic great again, Al." Grindelwald never changed.

He wanted wizards to live in the light, not hide like rats in the gutter.

The development of Muggles is gradually engulfing the territory of wizards.

Grindelwald and Credence once said that the seeds have sprouted.

The seeds he planted are the ideals that made more people realize that they should make changes.

Inger is one of the seeds.