Chapter 652：

John raised his wand, and white ripples spread out.

Everybody died.

He opened the passage and headed to the origin of magic.

The devastation is everywhere, and people are wailing under the ruins.

This is Grindelwald’s ultimate goal, a performance that deceives everyone.

John's expression was numb, and he walked towards the Castle in the Sky.

Someone asked him for help on the road, but he didn't seem to hear him.

Step by step towards the destroyed castle, John saw it.

He saw his partner.

Yes, it's him.

That almost carbonized body.

John walked away numbly.

He lost, completely.

With careful planning, he wanted to push Old Batty to that position.

But the result was a huge failure.

He reached out and touched old Batty's hand, and the residue fell off as soon as he touched it.

"It seems I'm not smart enough."

John stared at Old Batty's body and slowly stood up.

Like a zombie, he walked down.

die.

Cry.

Wail.

The flames carry the smell of burning, and there is a wailing sound under the ruins.

The cries of lost loved ones and the painful groans.

Everything was impacting the second king's heart.

He thought he had been through enough.

Killing Voldemort is enough to put yourself at the top.

That brutal Hogwarts battle was enough to make me proud.

John's heart was beating.

He stumbled and looked up.

Half of the body buried under the rubble was revealed, and that face was Theodore.

Seeing his familiar face, John's numb expression finally took on another color.

He waved his hand to move the heavy object that was pressing on Theodore, and dragged the person out. He used a healing spell to let Theodore heal.

Theodore woke up and saw John.

John put the man down, and his body burst into light.

Then flew into the sky.

Like a little sun, he attracted everyone in this disaster.

John waved his wand.

The passage in front of you opens.

The Star Spirit Divine Guards appeared, and golden little men jumped from the sky one by one and turned into divine guards when they landed.

Then he waved again, "Divine Guard."

Streams of silver light flew out from the wand and fell to the ground.

Where he pointed, elemental divine guards rose from the ground.

They moved the rubble away and rescued the people inside.

White light condenses on the tip of the wand and falls from the sky.

Wherever the light shines, the injured are healed.

At this moment, John was like a **** coming to the world.

His light shines on every wizard.

A Ministry of Magic employee was treated with white light. He looked at this scene, silently raised his wand, and used projection magic.

The extinguished images of the Ministry of Magic in various countries gradually lighted up.

Everyone who was affected by the attack just now was there watching.

They saw that the second king was shining brightly.

They saw that the second king saved the world.

This disaster, with the help of John.

In the ruins of death, thousands of wizards were rescued.

They all looked at the man who was like a god.

Facing everyone's gaze, John slowly fell down.

He didn't speak, just walked by silently.

The wizard looked at him.

John stopped and said calmly: "Go home and take them back."

No one objected to his words.

The wizard found his family and friends. They looked at the dead people and tears fell silently.

Justice is born out of evil.

A hero is born after a disaster.

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Chapter 667 Sacrifice, Turmoil

The train is heading towards Hogwarts. It is a happy day.

On the train, the people from the past left.

New people follow the train to the magic school.

Luna was sitting in the car, and the compartment was occupied by a curved-horned snorkel that had grown to the size of an ox.

She was lying on the curved-horned Snorlax, and the brown hair wrapped around her body was very comfortable.

The Bent-Horned Snorlax breathed out and mooed, and Luna stuffed a skinned dragon fruit into its mouth.

He turned his head and looked through the carriage glass at the two people who were at war with each other outside.

"You were really lucky last time."

"Really? I don't think it's just you who are lucky."

The girl with red hair and the girl with blond hair didn’t let anyone go after they met in the aisle.

Ginny crossed her arms across her chest, raised her eyebrows, and said with a fighting spirit: "This year I will end Slytherin's victory."

Astoria was noncommittal.

The two people passed each other.

Luna flipped through "The Quibbler."

Suddenly, Luna looked out the window with feeling.

The large round shell she wore swayed.

An owl appeared outside, followed by a second and a third.

More and more owls appeared, flying past the Hogwarts Express and flying towards Hogsmeade.

Urgent newspapers fell from the sky one after another.

The beautiful proprietress of the Three Broomsticks walked out of the door. She picked up a newspaper, and the indifferent expression on her face turned to horror.

"Merlin-" She covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

Her eyes were red, and tears streaked down the side of her face that fascinated the wizard.

The teardrops broke free from her skin, fell from the air, and shattered on the newspaper.

The broken teardrops were printed on the newspaper, the city covered by fire.

More and more people read the newspaper, and their reaction was disbelief.

Everyone is looking at this newspaper.

The wind blew up the newspapers that fell all over the sky and flew towards Hogwarts.

Slughorn was looking at the instructions, holding a red can and thinking about it.

"Just pull the tab and that's it, magical Muggle."

He opened it curiously, and the gas turned into white and floated out.

"Oh, crap." Slughorn glanced out the window, where the owl tapped against the glass.

When he put down the soda, he accidentally touched it, and the soda fell on the desk with white steam.

Slughorn quickly picked up the jar and heard the owl's urging knocking sound again.

"Okay, okay, I'm here." He had no choice but to put down the scribbled things, walked over to open the window and took the newspaper, waved his palms angrily and said, "You are such a annoying owl, leave now!"

The owl pecked the back of his hand dissatisfiedly and flew away.

Slughorn yelled.

The damp air hit his face. Slughorn looked at the sky and said, "It looks like it's going to rain."

The gloomy clouds murmured, and Slughorn walked into the house and put down the newspaper, about to clean the table first.

He glanced at the newspaper unintentionally and froze on the spot.

"The Kingdom of Bhutan exploded, and many Ministry of Magic personnel died, including Barty Crouch"

He stared at the newspaper.

The unclosed window was blown open by the wind, and the parchment he had been working on yesterday was blown up.

Slughorn waved his hand wildly, sending a piece of parchment flying away.

The parchment followed his force and flew out of the balcony, swinging on the top floor and flying down.

Passing by the Transfiguration Office on the second floor, I was hit by a falling drop of water.

Then came the heavy rain, which made it wet and fall.

Professor McGonagall's office faced the Quidditch training ground. She sat there with her hair in a bun.

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

She looked at the newspaper delivered by the owl and murmured to herself with tears in her eyes, "This is so cruel."

Thousands of wizards died under gunfire. This was the biggest disaster in the wizarding world in 500 years.

She saw the list of dead people and looked at the young or not young faces on it.

Some are former students of Professor McGonagall.