The years of welding at Hogwarts

With the rapid development of technology, even if wizards strictly abide by the code of conduct of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy and hide themselves, how long can this ostrich-like approach continue?

What good development can the Ministry of Magic achieve under the leadership of such an immoral and incompetent leader like Fudge?

What's even more terrifying is that Fudge's ostrich mentality of "if I don't acknowledge it, it doesn't exist" is exactly the embodiment of the voices of many wizards in the magic world -

As long as nothing happens now, it means everything is safe and sound.

Even if the sky will fall in a few days, before it really falls, the crisis of sky falling does not exist.

“Did I really do something wrong…?”

Is it really necessary to repeat the change that swept the entire wizarding world again?

However, that is a matter for later consideration. As Professor McGonagall said, the most important thing now is to find Harry's whereabouts rather than discussing trivial things here.

Dumbledore seemed to have noticed something.

He took out the folded parchment from his pocket.

I don't know when, the words "Sorcerer's Stone for Harry Potter" written in a sloppy handwriting on the paper have turned into another message.

It was an address with a time next to it.

Tower Bridge, London, 2pm.

……

In the temple of Kamar-Taj, Noah has stopped his useless work.

There are no two snowflakes in the world that are exactly the same. The magic that carries the wizard's strong personal will is just like a snowflake, and is unique in this world.

But that doesn't mean the magic is static.

Noah can lock onto another source of magic with the same characteristics based on the information contained in the magic, such as frequency and properties.

Note that the features are the same.

Transforming a body that carries magic power will inevitably affect one's own magic power. If Voldemort transformed himself with dark magic, or if Dr. Lizard used the poor man's mutation method from the next door black technology world...

Then it would be difficult for Noah to locate Voldemort with the remaining magic power.

Standing in the empty hall, Noah frowned.

He is not a veteran Marvel comics fan. Even if he is, facing such a world line that is as confusing as a plate of spaghetti, no matter how familiar he is with the original plot, it will be of no help.

But he can think about things from the perspective of Voldemort and Dr. Lizard.

All he knew about Dr. Lizard came from the movie "The Amazing Spider-Man". As the villain in the movie, what was the one thing Dr. Lizard most wanted to accomplish?

The atomized lizard serum was spread to a point where it could cover the entire New York, turning the entire city's population into his own kind, the mutated lizardmen...

And what does Voldemort want to do?

He wants to be immortal, and he also wants to rule the wizarding world.

The Philosopher's Stone can be used to concoct the elixir of life. Note that it means immortality, not immortality.

After all, the Philosopher's Stone created by Nicolas Flamel is not the real Philosopher's Stone. It cannot enable people to achieve true immortality, but only greatly prolongs life by some cursed means.

This would allow Voldemort to accomplish, uh, a small part of his previous goal.

One word difference makes a world of difference.

Not dying doesn’t mean you won’t grow old.

Look at how Nicolas Flamel, who lived for more than 600 years, has aged.

Severe osteoporosis makes one look like a walking skeleton. The slightest external force can easily cause bone fractures or even fractures...

Noah was sure that was definitely not the immortality that Voldemort wanted.

The best the Philosopher's Stone can do is restore Voldemort to his prime, but what happens after that?

Then its function lies in the latter.

How exactly does the Philosopher's Stone give Voldemort enough power to rule the world?

In addition to refining the elixir of immortality, it has another function, which is to turn stone into gold. In the field of transfiguration, permanently transforming stone into gold is an extremely difficult operation.

Once Transfiguration involves permanent transformation, unless you just change a piece of stone into a stone of another appearance without fundamentally changing its elemental composition, it would be an operation that is extremely difficult.

But the Philosopher's Stone is so unreasonable, even though it is just a replica of the real Philosopher's Stone.

This also indirectly illustrates one of the abilities of the Philosopher's Stone:

Permanent transformation of matter.

Noah's eyes gradually brightened.

Voldemort wanted to mass-produce lizard serum to create his army of mutants, but was unable to accomplish this goal due to the backward industrial technology of the era.

But if he had the Resurrection Stone, as long as he had stored a large amount of raw materials, he would be able to use the Philosopher's Stone to transform all of these raw materials into lizard serum in a very short period of time.

There is no fogging machine like in the movies, but that is not a problem.

With Voldemort's abilities, even if he had not yet recovered to his heyday, he was fully capable of casting a large-scale weather spell, spreading the serum throughout the city and thus raising an army of lizardmen who would obey his orders.

So the question is, where does he choose to summon his army of lizardmen?

Voldemort is a typical megalomaniac. To be precise, anyone who can become the Dark Lord, no matter how arrogant he is, cannot escape the label of megalomaniac in his heart.

With such a grand event, he would naturally want flowers, applause, and envy.

If he could successfully restore to his heyday and at the same time raise an army of countless mutated lizardmen, preferably lizardmen transformed by wizards, then he would no longer have to fear Dumbledore's existence.

Even if Grindelwald returns to Nurmengard Castle and joins forces with Dumbledore, Voldemort has enough confidence to deal with it.

Therefore, he no longer has to hide like a sewer rat. He will choose a high and mighty place to announce his comeback to the world in a high-profile manner. The above places meet these conditions...

Tower Bridge!

Thinking of this, Noah was suddenly stunned.

Isn't this just a fucking replica of the Battle of New York?

Rocky replaced

The noseless monster was replaced, the Chitauri were replaced by lizardmen, Dr. Silverger was replaced by Dr. Lizard, and the Avengers Building was replaced by a London landmark...

Shaking his head to clear his chaotic thoughts, Noah casually opened a space portal, and the location opposite was the Triskelion Building, the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. in Birmingham.

Looking at the confused Hydra Spider Queen Gwen Stacy on the other side of the portal, Noah extended an invitation.

"Come on, follow me and beat up someone."

Chapter 220 I Don’t Want to Be a Human Anymore! Dumbledore!

As soon as Noah stepped through the space portal, his steps stumbled.

If there hadn't been a desk in front of him for him to hold on to, he would have slid and knelt in front of the Spider Queen of Hydra.

Seeing Noah's pale and weak appearance, Gwen walked over the table with a slightly panicked expression and quickly helped him sit down on the sofa beside him.

"How did you get yourself into this state?"

Noah waved his hand, signaling Gwen not to worry, "It's just that I overused my brain in a short period of time."

He used triple compound spells to construct a giant of light, and fought against the Inferi Titan transformed by Voldemort using black magic. Although the time limit did not exceed Ultraman's three-minute limit, it still put a considerable burden on Noah's mental strength.

Then he continued to search for Voldemort by manipulating the magic circle in Kamar-Taj's Sanctuary in London.

The searching process does not consume his magic power, but the manipulation of the magic circle still needs to be carried out through his will.

Not to mention that he also opened two ultra-long-distance portals spanning hundreds of kilometers.

If he can still stand here calmly after all these operations, then the upcoming battle in London should not be called "Alliance of Fathers", but "That Lord: Man of Steel".

He took out a bottle of potion given by Snape from his pocket, and feeling the devil fruit-like taste blooming on his tongue, Noah's face was distorted into that of a goblin.

In the midst of this endless pain, he thought of a rather serious philosophical question.

Where do I come from and where am I going?

Ah, I seem to see that I am too milky.

The poison that entered his stomach, bah, the magic potion turned into a stream of clear water flowing upward and finally gathered in Noah's brain, soothing his head that was aching slightly due to the huge consumption of mental energy in a short period of time.

His pale complexion also recovered a lot at this moment.

However, Snape's potion is not some magic bean that can eliminate all negative conditions and restore the human body to its peak. The old bat's potion level is not yet that high.

Noah only temporarily eliminated his current negative mental impact. If conditions permit, it would be best to go back and rest for a day or two, even if it's just sleeping for two hours before getting up.

But the current situation obviously does not allow him to do so.

"Without further ado, let's go."

Gwen still looked a little worried at Noah's appearance, "Where are we going? And you haven't told me yet, who are we going to beat up?"

"There was a snake and a lizard that got together."

Noah sneered with murderous intent, "What we need to do now is to rush to London and get rid of these two troublesome reptiles..."

"Become paralyzed."

He originally planned to kill it, but he suddenly thought of a very important question, that is, he has not yet figured out whether the troublesome lizard is Dr. Connors or Gwen's good friend Peter Parker.

If it was Connors, he would be killed.

Since joining Hydra, as Gwen has been exposed to more confidential matters, she has become more and more aware of the unknown dark side of the world.

The more she knew, the clearer she understood the bottom line of human nature. She had never known how evil a person could be when facing his own kind.

This made her style of doing things no longer as bright and gentle as before. Simply put, her moral bottom line was lowered by Noah.

But that doesn't mean Gwen can accept the fact that Peter Parker died in her arms for a second time, even if that Peter is not the Peter Parker she is familiar with in the same time and space.

Fortunately, Noah stopped himself in time.

Gwen glanced at Noah suspiciously. "Being paralyzed is enough? That doesn't sound like something you would say."

In response to Gwen's question, Noah could only laugh awkwardly, "Haha."

"How do we get to London, use your portal?"

The portal that was originally open in the office was closed when Noah fell to the ground.

Unlike Kamar-Taj in the main universe of the movie next door, having three complete temples can build a magic network covering the entire world, greatly improving the ease of opening portals and the transmission distance.

Without the assistance of a magic circle, it is not easy to open a portal directly from Birmingham to London.

Not to mention that Noah is still such a sick and disabled person now.

He didn't even bother to try again, and just shook his head at Gwen, "We can only

I’m on a plane.”

Gwen raised an eyebrow, "Plane? That thing is outdated. We have something better."

"What the hell?"

Without directly answering Noah's question, Gwen turned and walked back to her desk and issued a series of commands through the computer.

Under Noah's puzzled gaze, the square in front of the Triskelion Building suddenly cracked open, revealing a huge gap that was seven or eight hundred meters long.

There were two huge doors that were disguised as the ground of the square. At this moment, they were slowly closing to the sides under the action of the internal machinery, revealing the huge thing hidden under the ground...

……

On the banks of the Thames, on a tall tower built of granite and steel.

Harry felt that he had a very bizarre dream. A red-haired woman who looked like Shirley when she grew up kept screaming and begging him not to kill the child lying in the crib next to him.

With my personality, there is no way I would do something like this that would take someone's life.

But in the dream, he appeared in the first-person perspective, raised the magic wand in his hand uncontrollably, and then a green light flashed, and everything returned to silence.

Was that really a dream?

Everything in there gave me an extremely real feeling.

At this moment, Harry felt a sudden sharp pain on the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, as if someone was using an electric drill to drill his forehead at full power.

This moment pulled him out of the nightmare with cold sweat. Sitting up suddenly, Harry realized that he should be on the Hogwarts Express.

Wait, the Hogwarts Express?

He only remembered that the train was besieged by a large number of unknown monsters. A man in black took advantage of the chaos to sneak onto the train and hit him with a club without making any sound. Then...