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—Could it be that we, the Linmeng Medical Team, will die here?
Hold fast to your heart, child.
"—!"
Don't look back, the exit is right in front of you.
As a deep, resonant voice rang out, the seemingly insurmountable "two hundred meters" began to shrink at a visible speed. Before his body was propelled forward by the wand, Harry shouted, "Excuse me—who are you?!"
Hogwarts
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Hogwarts.
Watching the three figures disappear into the horizon, Lin Yi slowly withdrew his gaze: "Hogwarts?"
This college has a long history.
In the empty library, deep voices echoed incessantly. The magic books on the shelves seemed to respond to a "summoning," their movements animated. Among them, the book Lin Yi was reading on the table, *Wizarding Taboos*, even displayed a face on its title page, baring its fangs and claws at the reader—
“Bang! Scar! Cry! Dominate the ball! Neighbor! I!”
“Kaling/m-*e/n*-g/first/release cha”
He withdrew his hand from the broken desk: "And then?"
"...You are not a wizard, you are not qualified to control Hogwarts."
"Do you remember that dark wizard named Voldemort?"
Even a dark wizard is still a wizard, but you are not.
The deep voice sounded particularly rigid, which reminded Lin Yi of the programs set up in those computers.
"Really can not?"
【no】
He sighed. "Alright, actually I'm a wizard. You see, I'm wearing a black robe, aren't I?"
He then showed off his attire, but the unknown being who called himself "Hogwarts" remained unmoved.
[Just because you wear a wizard's robe doesn't make you a wizard. I see no trace of witchcraft in you; you're just a Muggle.]
Hearing this, Lin Yi raised an eyebrow: "So, as long as you can cast witchcraft, that's enough?"
【Yes】
"That's easy."
Holding the protruding radiation device beside him with one hand, Lin Yi explained, "My magic wand is a little different, you don't mind, do you?"
[I don't mind, as long as you can use it to cast spells, I'll acknowledge that you have the potential to become the Headmaster of Hogwarts.]
Crimson particles coalesced towards the tip of the gun barrel: "Just a possibility?"
That's right, simply having the qualifications to be a wizard doesn't prove everything. Every headmaster of Hogwarts in history has needed to be certified and appointed.
"Alright, before that, let me show you my aptitude for witchcraft."
The air around them was somewhat agitated.
[A magical structure I've never seen before, and I haven't even activated my mental energy. Are you sure this is witchcraft?]
"of course."
Pointing the gun at his feet, he gently pulled the trigger: "This is called 'Purification Spell'."
P.S.: I'm begging for blades (blades) at 4 PM!
To explain, he was appointed Headmaster and Senior Investigator of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry by the Ministry of Magic in 1995, but this appointment was not officially recognized by the school. This suggests that the school possesses ancient magic to reject headmasters who are not recognized by it, a self-regulating mechanism similar to the tower spirits in the wizarding world.
Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 788 Voldemort
[...Recently, Finland was bombed with nuclear weapons. We have reason to believe that this was a brutal attack on Britain by hostile forces, but the British people will never yield...]
London, England.
In the deserted bar, a man with a clean-shaven face stared grimly at the news playing on a black-and-white television. But when he saw the area that had been "bombed"—the Finnish volcanic lake region where Hogwarts was once located—his face twitched slightly involuntarily.
"Damn Muggles."
Tom Marvolo Riddle, also known as Voldemort, was the leader of the Death Eaters, an extreme pure-blood terrorist organization, the initiator of two Wizarding Wars, and is known as the most dangerous dark wizard in history.
At this moment, the dark wizard, whose name most people wouldn't even dare to utter, was no longer thinking about how to find Harry Potter, the one prophesied to kill him, but rather how to regain the power he had lost at Hogwarts.
Because of the conflict between "Muggles," all the dark wizards, including half of his Death Eater organization, were reduced to dust under the mushroom cloud along with Hogwarts. Voldemort believed that the white wizards' losses were also significant, and in some ways even more tragic than those of the dark wizards, since they had lost their headquarters.
Recalling the mushroom cloud that rose from the direction of Finland three days ago, Voldemort's smugness returned: "Those Muggles who should be cursed with the Death Curse."
He had to admit that the terrifying power had frightened him.
Awakened from a long period of imprisonment, he methodically manipulated the Death Eaters to influence and interfere with the wizarding world. After finally achieving some success—seizing a part of Hogwarts—a mere "conflict" among Muggles wiped out all his hard-earned achievements in a physical sense.
From this perspective, if those Muggles were to become aware of the existence of wizards and decide to take action against them, how long could the British wizarding community hold out? How long could the Death Eaters hold out? And how long could he, the "strongest dark wizard in history," hold out?
"dong dong"
A knock came at the door, and a dangerous glint flashed in Voldemort's eyes as he casually pointed his wand.
As magical power surged, a figure dressed in black robes appeared behind the door…
"A black wizard?"
Voldemort stopped casting the Death Curse halfway through and stared at his opponent expressionlessly.
The unfamiliar dark wizard ignored the strangeness of having only one customer in the Leaky Cauldron bar, with no owner or waiter in sight, and simply stepped inside, closing the door behind him along with his only escape route: "Homage to the Dark Lord."
The Dark Lord, another name for Tom Marvolo Riddle after Voldemort, is a title befitting "the strongest dark wizard in history," representing his power and terror in the realm of dark magic.
Because of the black robe, Voldemort couldn't see the dark wizard's face clearly. However, given the current situation of dark wizards in the wizarding world, avoiding exposure of their appearance is a necessary means of self-preservation. Otherwise, a group of white wizards might suddenly appear and lock you up in Azkaban at any time.
With his hands placed in front of his abdomen, Voldemort said coldly, "State your purpose, dark wizard."
"Upon hearing the news of the Dark Lord's awakening, I couldn't contain my excitement and came to pledge my allegiance. I have always believed that as the strongest dark wizard in the wizarding world, only the Dark Lord can lead dark wizards from behind the scenes to the forefront and dominate this corrupt wizarding world."
Such a reason is not new. At least after the Death Eaters spread the news that Voldemort had been resurrected within the British wizarding community, many dark wizards joined Voldemort's organization for this reason, and the latter gladly accepted them all.
Of course, it would be foolish to think that dark wizards would actually serve Voldemort for such "glorious and righteous" reasons. As one of the dark wizards, Voldemort knew all too well the nature of dark wizards. If one day they realized that he could not bring them any real benefit, then the blade he held in his hand one moment would be turned against him without hesitation the next.
"Hogwarts is destroyed."
The dark wizard glanced at the black-and-white television screen: "That's truly heartbreaking news."
Voldemort's expression remained unchanged: "Destroyed by me."
"..."
"..."
"...The power of the Dark Lord is unmatched."
"Because of the White Wizard's obstruction, I had to destroy Hogwarts, but I lost too many subordinates in that battle, so I need your strength."
Rising from the bench, Voldemort looked at the dark wizard before him: "Only pure-blood wizards are qualified to join the Death Eaters. Now tell me your surname, and I will bestow upon you the powerful dark magic you have always dreamed of."
Strangely, the black wizard before him did not shout out his name with tears of gratitude like the other black wizards who came to him when he asked his question; instead, he fell silent.
Voldemort only spoke when he instinctively grabbed the magic wand beside him: "There's such a setting?"
“crucio!”
Almost the instant he heard the question, Voldemort's attack was completed. A beam of green light shot out from the tip of the staff he was holding, striking the dark wizard in front of him—a little over a meter away.
As the space struck by the Crucifixion Curse distorted, a pitch-black metal wall stood between the two.
If he was only suspicious before, this scene completely confirmed the conclusion that the dark wizard in front of him was definitely up to no good. Voldemort was extremely cautious about this kind of "magic" that he had never seen before. He only stopped when he used his flying magic to push the wizard to the vicinity of the rear exit, and looked again at the dark wizard who had appeared as the "magic wall" disappeared.
"Whom do you work for? Hogwarts? Beauxbatons? Durmstrang?"
"If I absolutely had to find a partner, it would be myself."
The dark wizard looked this way, showing none of the fear or timidity that other wizards displayed when facing him; instead, he seemed... expectant?
"Don't worry about it, I'm just here to see the power of the Dark Lord."
The dark wizard's statement confirmed Voldemort's idea.
"Come on, use all your strength, use the terrifying wizard you used to destroy Hogwarts to destroy me, let me feel the terror of pure-blood dark wizards, and let me live in the shadow of you, the Dark Lord, for the rest of my life."
After a moment of silence, the Dark Lord near the back door suddenly raised his staff, and a green light several times stronger than the Crucifixion spell shot towards the Dark Witch in front of him with a terrifying aura.
“A.vada Keda.vra!”
Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 789 Snow White
The deadly spell transformed into green light, piercing through a distance of more than ten meters between them, directly across the area of more than three meters in front of the Black Wizard.
Looking at the three-millimeter-deep corrosion mark on the surface reactive armor, Lin Yi said in surprise, "As expected of the Dark Lord, the strongest Dark Wizard in history."
Don't be fooled by the fact that this Avalonada Killing Curse only penetrated three millimeters of armor. Keep in mind that the strength of reactive armor in this world is comparable to that of diamonds.
However, the Avalada Killing Curse can penetrate a thickness of three millimeters. In other words, if the Killing Curse were a hundred times stronger than it is now, it could penetrate the entire outer layer of reactive armor.
If it were a hundred times stronger than the reactive armor, it could penetrate the second layer of phase armor.
If it were a hundred times stronger than the phase armor, it could penetrate the third layer of spatial barriers.
Furthermore, if the Dark Lord's spell power were a hundred million times stronger than it is now, he could completely penetrate three layers of defense and interfere with the last layer of the closed space on the surface of Lin Yi's information body. Wouldn't that be considered powerful?
……
Voldemort had no idea what the "dark wizard" in front of him was thinking. He only saw that the Avalonada Killing Curse he had unleashed with all his might had only left a three-millimeter corrosion mark on the black metal—which had now been completely repaired—and the Dark Lord's face turned green.
Without any hesitation, he turned and rushed out of the back door of the Leaky Cauldron, ignoring the exclamations around him and immediately began to use his flying magic. However, as soon as he took off from the ground, he was restrained by an invisible force field in the air and pulled into the bar behind him with the Dark Lord's desperate cries.
"Bam—"
……
Four days later, at an altitude of 200,000 meters over Britain.
As the light and shadow distorted, Lin Yi returned to the War Fortress a week later, bringing with him all the gains he had made in this world, including all the witchcraft records from the three wizarding schools of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang, the Dark Wizard's Complete Book of Dark Wizards contributed by the Dark Lord, the method of making Horcruxes, and so on.
The results were not entirely satisfactory, but they were basically sufficient.
Throw the newly acquired magic stone into the energy pool as the starting energy, randomly select the next world, and a few seconds later, the metal sphere floating in mid-air disappears without a trace.
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Inside the magnificent palace, an "unique" conversation is taking place.
On one side is a woman holding a mirror, and on the other side is a mirror held in the woman's hand.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"
"It's Snow White, she's the most beautiful woman in the world."
The queen's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a twisted expression of jealousy: "Impossible! I am the most beautiful woman in the world!"
The magic mirror honestly replied, "No, Snow White is the fairest of them all."
"Snow White, that damned Snow White again—I must kill her, only I can become the most beautiful woman in the design."
The tyrannical queen summoned a hunter and ordered him to take Snow White to the deepest part of the forest and kill her, demanding that the hunter bring back Snow White's heart and liver to prove that Snow White was dead.
The hunter followed the queen's orders and led Snow White into the forest, but when he raised his knife, he found himself unable to bring himself to kill her.
Snow White, witnessing the hunter's actions, sobbed and pleaded, "Oh, dear hunter, please don't kill me! Let me know the meaning of my own life; I will run into the forest and never return!"
The hunter believed that after he left Snow White, the girl would surely be eaten by wild animals. So he asked a cook for the heart and liver of a wild boar and gave them to the Queen.
Satisfied, the queen asked her mirror again, "Mirror in my hand, who is the fairest of them all?"
The mirror replied, “My queen, you are the most beautiful here. But Snow White, who lives far away with the seven dwarfs, is thousands of times more beautiful than you.”
The Queen was horrified to learn that the hunter had betrayed her and that Snowy was still alive!
Enraged, she decided to end Snow White's life herself.
The queen disguised herself as a comb merchant and claimed to be bringing Snow White a beautiful comb as a gift.
While she was brushing Snow White's hair, the poisonous magic comb made Snow White faint, but the dwarfs returned and removed the comb, waking Snow White up again.