The years of welding at Hogwarts

Grindelwald suddenly paused here, and after a moment, he waved his hand with a slightly disgusted expression.

"Forget it, go and help me find out something else."

"I want to know where Newt Scamander lives."

When he mentioned this name, the first generation Dark Demon Lord's heterochromatic pupils were surprisingly bright to the point of being frightening, even brighter than when Shafik had just told him that his great-grandson was an Animagus, a magical being unprecedented in the magic world.

There was a gleam of anticipation in Grindelwald's eyes.

Thinking of the grudges between his master and Scamander, John Shafik lowered his head silently, fearing that the moody Dark Lord in front of him would see the gloating smile on his face.

Grindelwald waved his hand casually, indicating that Shafik could go.

With a slight explosion, Shafik's figure disappeared into a twisted vortex of space.

"Ah, Newt..."

Are you Dumbledore's favorite student? I am really looking forward to meeting you.

A malicious sneer appeared on Grindelwald's lips.

When the time comes, how can we meet in a pleasant way?

Chapter 309: What makes Minerva McGonagall like you so much?

Noah had no idea what was happening in Hogsmeade village.

Although the tentacles of Hydra have gradually invaded the magic world under his leadership, they are limited by the laying of the magic network system. The Hydra agents can only cast spells within the coverage of the Kamar-Taj temple magic circle. Obviously, they are not enough to pretend to be a real wizard and infiltrate the magic world.

Therefore, expecting the Hydra to extend their tentacles to a purely wizarding settlement like the Hogsmeade village is obviously something that cannot be achieved for the time being.

Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle.

Looking at Shafrin who was pretending to be innocent as if he knew nothing, Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger in her heart.

"I need an explanation, Mr. Shafrin."

Although the older cat girl's voice was calm, anyone present could hear the anger hidden beneath her calm tone.

Of course, if Noah insisted on pretending to sleep, even if Professor McGonagall made an expression ten times more terrifying, she would not be able to wake him up. After all, those who pretend to sleep are the ones who sleep the deepest.

"You must know what that statement means."

Standing behind the desk, Professor McGonagall stared gloomily at the great-grandson of the first Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald in front of her, "Tell me why you did this."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's solemn and serious look, Noah also restrained the carelessness and indifference that he had just inadvertently revealed.

It was rare for him to put on a serious look, "Everything I do is for Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall didn't say anything. She just looked at him quietly, waiting for Noah's next words.

"Do you remember the warning Professor Dumbledore left for us?"

Noah turned around and no longer faced Professor McGonagall. Instead, he walked to the window on the second floor and cast his eyes toward the sunny green field outside the window.

On the empty Quidditch field, after the morning parade, the students had a rare afternoon of free time, so they all gathered on the Quidditch field to enjoy this freedom before their classes officially started.

"Although Professor Dumbledore saw the crisis we were about to face, he had always been deeply involved in the magic world, and his vision was limited by the closedness of the magic world, which led to his narrow-minded thinking."

"He can't see too far into the future, so he can't make a correct assessment of the crisis we face now."

Noah shook his head. "The time we have is not as optimistic as Professor Dumbledore thinks."

"In recent years, Muggle technology can be said to be advancing all the time."

Taking his eyes away from the carefree students outside the window, Noah put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the windowsill.

"Professor, have you ever lived among Muggle neighborhoods? I mean like a real Muggle, put down your wand, blend in with them without using magic, observe them, learn from them."

The older cat girl shook her head. After hearing that everything Noah did was for Hogwarts, her originally cold voice became a little warmer. She was no longer hiding the anger like before.

gas.

"I haven't lived like that since my first magical outburst."

Noah's words reminded Professor McGonagall of the time when she fell in love with a Muggle boy named Doug McGregor.

During that heartbreaking love experience, she had seriously considered following her mother's example, hiding her wand and not using it anymore, getting married and having children like an ordinary Muggle woman...

But having witnessed her parents' miserable marriage up close, Professor McGonagall eventually gave up her relationship with Doug and chose magic over love.

After that, completely heartbroken, Professor McGonagall never experienced Muggle life again.

She felt suffocated by the thought of living without any magical ability.

"If you are willing to temporarily put down your wand during the holidays, choose a Muggle neighborhood in London and live there, and then return to school when the Hogwarts school year begins again."

At this point, Noah raised a finger.

"One year. It only takes one year. When the school year at Hogwarts is over, you will return to the Muggle community and find that the Muggle world is completely different from what it was a year ago."

If it were in normal time and space, for the British Empire, whose economy had basically reached its peak and had no potential to continue to develop, it would have begun to decline.

Not to mention just one year, even if I were given another thirty years, London would still be the same London, except for the people coming and going on the streets...

Well, their gender may have changed from male and female at the beginning to hundreds of colorful genders. From time to time, you can see a Walmart shopping bag and an armed helicopter walking on the street.

Daying, who originally belonged to the white race, began to turn black because of the pursuit of political correctness. Of course, it is also possible that he turned green.

If you ignore these two changes, you will find that Daying is still the same Daying, and the neighborhood thirty years ago and the neighborhood thirty years later do not seem to be much different.

It’s just that the communication tools in the hands of people coming and going on the street may have changed from mobile phones to the latest smart phones, and the old cars passing by on the road have also been replaced by various vehicles with more trendy designs.

Simply put, this change is limited to changes in appearance.

And in this time and space, due to the sudden rise of Hydra and the layout of the time traveler Noah, many things that had not been researched and invented at this point in time were given the opportunity to be released ahead of schedule.

Due to the existence of a big catfish like Hydra, and the academic master Gwen, who brought some black technology that was at least fifty years ahead of the times from the neighboring Marvel world where black technology is everywhere.

As long as Hydra is given another two or three years to develop, the technological level of this world will be able to develop to a level similar to that of the 1920s of the 21st century in normal time and space.

In addition, in order to allow the super-giant magic circle of Kamar-Taj to cover a wider area, and to allow the tentacles of Hydra to spread more deeply to all aspects of society, Noah spent a lot of money in various parts of the UK and purchased a lot of land and industries.

The British Empire, whose development situation was originally as stagnant as a pool of water, embarked on a new path of development under the leadership of the behemoth Hydra.

However, after Hydra completes its layout, it will be hard to say whether this so-called British Empire belongs to the old Buddha or Lord Shafulin.

"Changes in the Muggle world..."

Professor McGonagall muttered.

"Wizards can use large-scale memory modification and cognitive confusion to erase the fact that we exist in this world from the Muggles' cognition when some unexpected events occur."

"But with the development of Muggle technology, magic that can only work on memory and cognition cannot work on the information stored by Muggles in various storage devices."

"Muggles' methods of storing information are becoming more and more advanced and diverse, and their means of preserving information are becoming more convenient and simple..."

The wizards' knowledge of Muggles' information storage methods still remains at the oldest paper materials. The slightly more advanced ones are old-fashioned cameras using film, videotapes, etc.

This old-fashioned method of storing information makes it completely impossible for a piece of news to spread in a very short period of time.

Even the man who carried an entire magical zoo with him, released his group of little cuties on the streets of New York, and ended up fighting Noah's great-grandfather for three hundred rounds on the streets of New York.

This refers to Newt being blocked by Grindelwald in a subway station and whipped back and forth with the Cruciatus Curse.

By the time the Aurors of the Magical Congress of the United States of America were finally able to spare some manpower to deal with this exposed disaster in the wizarding world, a whole night had passed from the time Credence, an Obscurial, openly killed a man in front of many Muggles to the time they arrested Grindelwald.

The Muggles' rushed-printed newspapers were flying all over the city.

But even in the face of such a critical situation, the wizard can still use the venom of the curled-winged demon to spread it through a large-scale weather spell.

Go throughout the city and use the Confusion Spell to erase the content printed in the newspapers.

But that is now in the past.

After entering the era of electrification, Muggles have mastered the use of electricity and magnetism to store information in a variety of ways, from early floppy disks to later hard disks.

Even light can be used to record information.

Noah shrugged his shoulders. "Once the Internet becomes popular in the Muggle world, Muggles will be able to complete the recording of an accident within a minute and upload it to a storage device similar to a Pensieve thousands of miles away."

"And they can also make unlimited backups. As long as there is an Internet connection, this message can be received from thousands of miles away."

"When that time comes, how can we prevent the wizarding world from being exposed to the eyes of Muggles?"

If someone else had said these words to her, Professor McGonagall would definitely think that the other person was exaggerating or even talking nonsense.

But the person who said these words to her now was Noah, Minerva McGonagall's favorite student.

The credibility of this statement is completely different.

"Can the Muggles really achieve such a level of capability?"

Shaking his head to express his denial to Professor McGonagall, Noah stood in front of the window with his arms folded, "You underestimate the methods of the Muggles."

"With their capabilities, they can even see every blade of grass and every tree on the ground with a centimeter-level resolution from tens of thousands of kilometers in the air through a device called a 'satellite'."

When Noah thought about the non-magical world of this era, whose technological level was thirty years ahead of normal time and space, and a large part of the blame fell on him and Gwen, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

“And all of this will become a reality in the near future.”

"We don't have more than 10 years, maybe even less."

Noah opened his arms and motioned Professor McGonagall to look at the peaceful and beautiful scene outside the window. "By then, after being exposed to the eyes of the Muggles, what attitude will they have towards us?"

"Is it a friendly contact or a malicious destruction?"

Noah's voice echoed in Professor McGonagall's ears like a devil's whisper, "You must have seen the power of Muggle weapons before. What can the weak magical world do to resist the butcher knife raised by its neighbors?

Professor McGonagall's expression finally showed some uneasiness and fear. She walked to Noah's side with slightly unsteady steps and followed his gaze in the direction of the Quidditch field.

"What are we going to do?"

Hearing these words that seemed somewhat familiar, Noah's mouth corners couldn't help but rise up at a subtle angle.

His voice suddenly rose by ten decibels, and Noah spoke loudly in a tone similar to an aria, "Change! We need a great change!"

"If we can't destroy our opponents, then we might as well try to make them our own kind!"

Listening to Noah's passionate voice, a trace of confusion flashed in Professor McGonagall's eyes.

"Become... the same kind?"

Turning his head to look at Professor McGonagall, the curve of Noah's mouth became more obvious.

He snapped his fingers loudly. "If Muggles only need to study hard and not rely on their innate bloodline to become a spellcaster with magical abilities..."

"So, can the Muggles who have mastered magical abilities be considered our kind?"

This crazy idea proposed by Noah made Professor McGonagall subconsciously want to refute it. It was simply an impossible thing to accomplish.

How can a Muggle without any magic power in his body become a wizard?

This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

But when Professor McGonagall thought of the two academic innovations this child had made in the field of Transfiguration, which were no less shocking than the Big Ivan's Explosion, she immediately shut her mouth.

Although Professor McGonagall has always considered herself a genius in the field of Transfiguration, there are different levels of genius.

Regarding the illegitimate son of Merlin in front of her, Professor McGonagall felt that it would be better not to speak in areas that she did not understand. What if this little guy in front of her really had a way?

After sighing quietly, Noah continued speaking.

"Since we and Muggles are already the same kind, how can we talk about the collision and fusion between the two different worlds?"

"Of course, even if we solve the most fundamental problem, there is still a huge problem in integrating wizards into the Muggle population, which makes up the majority."

At this point, the smile on Noah's face was instantly replaced by coldness.

"The group of high-ranking officials who occupy the top of the pyramid in the magic world will definitely suffer losses due to changes in the social structure. In other words, the group of pure-bloods standing at the top of the pyramid are the biggest obstacle to our reform."

Chapter 310: An Ounce of Dragon Liver Costs Five Hundred Thousand Galleons!

When Noah finally revealed his ultimate goal, even Professor McGonagall couldn't help but feel a sense of panic gradually spreading in her heart.

Lucius Malfoy, who was sitting and listening quietly, also had the same feeling.

A bad feeling.

The pure blood that occupies the top of the pyramid of the wizarding world?

Who is this talking about?

You, Shafulin, why don't you just tell me my ID number.

Fortunately, Noah raised his arm and signaled him to be patient, which relieved Lucius's tension a little.

Given the relationship between his son and Noah, Noah shouldn't attack the Malfoy family, right?