"Hahaha, sure enough, this is the true meaning of alchemy!"

With his muscles bulging, Dumbledore held a machine gun and fired bullets at the opposite side, knocking the monster transformed by the archpriest backwards.

"It's not over yet!"

He threw away the machine gun, the barrel of which was hot, and his wand spewed out a glow of magic that deformed the rubble near the arena.

Soon, on the ground, on the walls, on the ceiling, machine gun bunkers protruded.

Then, flamethrowers, reembling the machine-gun bunkers in the Red Alert game, appear and a network of intersecting firepower blocks the position.

Seeing that his master was in danger, the blue-eyed white dragon pulled back to help, and was cut off by the sword-wielding wizard Gryffindor's sword.

The sharp magic sword, with the blessing of the dark ritual, has the power to restrain the dragons.

The high priest clutched his chest, and there was a sharp pain.

The blue-eyed white dragon is the spirit he summons, and he will empathize with it when he is hit hard.

"Machine gun bullets can't kill you! That's not enough firepower—"

Dumbledore, who completely abandoned his sanity, used superb memory magic to hypnotize himself into the character "Gandalf" in the book, so he has incredible willpower, and the pain suffered by the elves is nothing at all!

He shouted and fought, his wand fluttered, and the entire arena became his position.

Dumbledore, who was proficient in alchemy, learned positional warfare after studying the methods of his rival magician.

Numerous fortresses have risen from the ground and been magically transformed into various weapons on the battlefield.

All kinds of guns and ammunition, artillery drops, tank missiles, and even fighter jets········

For a while, it was as if I had come to the World War II meat grinder battlefield.

Tongues of fire and cannonballs flew in unison, and occasionally one or two magic shots, and the blue-eyed white dragon was surrounded by hundreds of aerial bombs after breaking through a plane··········

Boom –

Artillery positions, unmanned artillery self-filling ammunition, calibration, salvo!

"More is beautiful, big is good, come on, feel the power of the Multi-Turret Divine Cult!"

More turrets rose from the ground, clogging the entire arena in dense packs.

"If you sing the praises of one turret more, your heart hurts

I don't have time to pay attention to how much I just feel about you

Where is the commissar going, take my soul with him

It's obsessed with you, what's the use of keeping it

··················”

Humming the song of the multi-turret, Berserker Dumbledore expertly put on his sunglasses and earmuffs.

A blinding white light bloomed in front of my eyes·············

The pyramid was completely destroyed with a thud, and the dark ritual was interrupted.

There was no great priest on the other side, and the blue-eyed white dragon was invincible to the infinite power of the god of multiple turrets after all, and it completely dissolved under the 100,000-ton equivalent of Great Ivan.

"Ah, praise the aesthetics of violence, praise the god of multi-turrets, I am Dumbledore, I am a wizard, I am not Gandalf, I am not Gandalf, I am Dumbledore······"

Dumbledore regained his original memories, and he was skilled in the magic of memory, falsifying the memories of the Cultists of the Multi-Turret Cult in order to adapt to this form of warfare.

"It's not bad, this time, no one can stop me."

Everything vanished in the power of the powerful nuclear explosion, except for the artifact.

Lying in the ruins, seven artifacts that have been passed down for thousands of years are surging with dark power, blocking the ubiquitous strong radiation.

Under the protection of the elves, Dumbledore stepped forward to pick up the seven artifacts.

Once you get it, you can feel the dark power that has accumulated for thousands of years.

The pyramid itself can be seen as a place of energy to charge the artifact, and the power accumulated over thousands of years is terrifying.

With these seven artifacts, Dumbledore was a little more sure of the plan in his heart.

In addition, there are several places that have not been destroyed by the strong light and high-temperature radiation of Big Ivan.

"I knew that the Land of Inheritance would not disappear so easily."

Seven artifacts were packed up and embedded in the golden stone slabs on the ground, and the sealed door opened.

Dumbledore is straight ahead, has an artifact by his side, has a powerful elven guard, and can use the "Infinite Arms System" at any time, what is he afraid of?

············

Half a month later, in a large forest, there was a demolition office everywhere.

A fallen tree, a blazing fire, and a giant python snag its way through the depths of the jungle to escape.

"Tom, contribute your dark and twisted soul to the future of wizards!"

Dumbledore, the white-robed wizard, wore the Artifact Seven Kit and a dueling disc on his left arm, on which were placed four cards that exuded powerful dark power.

"The elves born from the legend of the four founders of Hogwarts, the four greatest white wizards in Europe, Tom, shouldn't you die calmly?"

The four elves had different expressions, and they all used their magic to search for Voldemort's traces.

It's just that after all, it's not the original four white wizards, but people's legends are a new elf born with the help of dark forces, so the magic they use is actually the knowledge that the creator Dumbledore himself knows, plus some of the black magic of ancient Egypt.

"You can't escape, Tom!"

The glow of magic is surging, a massive number of guns and cannons form a position, and half of the forest is transformed into a battlefield of World War II.

After obtaining the seven artifacts, Dumbledore's power swelled to tens of thousands of times that of before, which was still a negligible part of the artifact's power.

Guns rang out in unison, and artillery fire enveloped every inch of land.

From time to time, fighter jets flying in the sky swooped down to drive away wild beasts, and bombers dropped aerial bombs one after another.

Half a day later, Dumbledore collected Voldemort's soul tablets in the ruins.

"Extremely dark souls, the flesh and blood of 100,000 people as sacrifices, extract the divine power of the three illusion gods, and create new gods."

Dumbledore looked at the small silver basin in his hand, and he could see it.

Voldemort's soul tablets swirled in the small basin, like a gray mist.

"There is always a sacrifice to take this step. Rather than sacrificing humans, it is better to sacrifice foreigners. ”

"Wizards and magicians are both human, but the path of magic is different, and the two can't make the inhuman race cheap by fighting each other......"

There was an indescribable sense of fortitude and sacredness on the old man's face, and he had found his calling, as if he had returned to his youth.

"If all goes well, I'll be able to resurrect Arianna......"

Another pillar that supported Dumbledore to the end of the dark game was the resurrection of his sister Arianna.

As a young man, he once killed his sister by mistake because of his obsession with black magic, and since then he has since turned against his brother Aberforth.

……

Inside the Forbidden Forest.

"Dumbledore, what do you mean?"

The Centaur elder roared angrily, hooves stomping on the ground.

"Do you want the centaurs to start a station?"

Dumbledore stood in front with a blank expression.

“…… The Forbidden Forest is the Forbidden Forest of wizards, the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, and it has never been the territory of the Centaurs, not to mention ...... It was Hogwarts that sheltered you, not you who sheltered Hogwarts. ”

"Without the protection of Hogwarts, you would have been exterminated."

Dumbledore didn't want to say anything more about these dying men.

Shaking his head, he unleashed the ancient dueling disk, and the four near-god elves appeared out of thin air.

"No way, they should have died a long time ago!"

The centaurs were in an uproar, and there was no shortage of older centaurs who had seen the portraits of the four founders, after all, they were so famous.

"Kill them all!"

The cold order was carried out, and four elves with over 3,500 attack power slaughtered the entire centaur tribe in a dozen breaths.

The so-called attack power is divided by 4,000 as the standard of the giant god soldiers among the three phantom gods, and it is already a miracle that Hogwarts has accumulated faith for thousands of years.

Because they are not worshipped as gods, and the number of shamans has always been small, they have not crossed that boundary.

"Next, it's the fairy ......"

Half a day later, Gringotts was completely in ruins, and at the same time, several of the elves' base camps, that is, settlements, were breached, and both men, women, and children were slaughtered, and their bodies disappeared.

The Giant Tribe was attacked by unknown persons and disappeared without a trace.

Sacrifice the flesh and souls of elves, centaurs, giants, and magical creatures as sacrifices to use as material.

At this point, the surging dark power can no longer be hidden.

On the ruins of the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore held aloft a black-gold book of the dead, and recited the incantation one by one, using the ritual of the sacrifice of the priest of Guai:

"Taiyin, sun, resurrection, rebirth, rebirth!"

The gates of Hades opened for this, and the sacrifice on the altar was possessed by a soul, and Arianna returned to the moment before she died, opening her eyes in confusion.

"Brother, why are you so old all of a sudden?"

She looked at Dumbledore in amazement.

"Brother has something to do, you can sleep for a while......"

Albus Dumbledore, with tears in his eyes, handed over his reborn sister to his younger brother Aberforth Dumbledore.

The latter is also a centenarian with eyebrows and mustaches, and he carefully hugged his sister who fell asleep, and it was rare that he did not quarrel with his brother.

"I've really forgiven you this time, for Arianna's sake......"

At this moment, on the ritual altar, the sacrificial stone slab with seven artifacts was placed, and suddenly rushed out of the pillar of light that connected the heavens and the earth, and dispersed the clouds......

Right under Dumbledore's nose, someone had usurped the magic of the ritual and performed another ritual that he couldn't understand.

"Miss Granger?"

Dumbledore was shocked.

At this time, Hermione Granger had no resemblance to the know-it-all lady he remembered, except for her face.

She was wearing a gorgeous white dress and holding a ceremonial sword in her hand, with a sharp edge, like a female swordsman who had experienced a hundred battles.

"Come back! The immortal god! The root of all magic since ancient times! ”

"Lover's love, reclaim your personality ......"

……

The ultimate dark ritual, when it is launched to the extreme, the entire earth is visibly affected.

Continents are drifting, oceans are hurricanes, and magic webs in outer space are shaking irregularly......

Seven artifacts obey her will, serving as a medium to communicate the roots of the world, and thousands of years of dark magic are being consumed wildly......

Click, click, the artifact was overwhelmed and cracked.

"Let me go back to my hometown and get married! You bad guy! ”

Eventually, the artifact was overloaded and shattered, unleashing all the dark power, and day turned into night.

However, it is not enough, and the road to the root cause is still not open.

"Open it to me, the world of mental imagery reflects my heart!"

Unwilling to fail, Hermione bit her lip and used the last of her capital.

A pure white light illuminates this place, the embodiment of the mind, the reality of the individual, the world depicted by the mental image, at this moment, distorts reality......

"Half-plane, magician!"

Dumbledore's cloudy eyes shone brightly.

It was also the first time he saw the birth of a magician, synonymous with miracles, and a god of magic.

This kind of power has surpassed the four powerful elves he created by borrowing the thousand-year-old faith of Hogwarts.

"She's going to open the void to the outside of the world, I'm afraid that this alone won't be enough......"

After a moment's hesitation, Dumbledore was still going to make a move.

"Go help her, she...... There are people who want to be resurrected, right? ”

Looking at the sleepy Arianna, Dumbledore still asked the four elves to come forward to help.

Elves possess incredible powers, which helped Hermione immensely.

The pillar of light pierced the magic web, pierced the illusion of the solar system, and hit the invisible border.

There is a boundary in the world, but it is not a glass cover, and anyone who passes from the boundary line will appear in the corner of this world from another segment.

In order to open the hole to the outer side of the world, there must be a very high level of mystery and a corresponding method.

Like what...... Merlin's socks.

After Merlin hung up in the sky, became the root of the world, and began to flow out of mystery, this sock page became the sock of the root, with the powerful power of the holy relic (Great Fog......

"If you don't come back, I'm really going to find another man......"

"When the time comes, let other men beat your child......"

Hermione puffed her belly and shouted at the sky from the altar.

It seems that it was this last sentence that triggered the setting that made the whole world silent.

The void is opened, it is the area where there is no light and darkness, it cannot be described in words, the place where all the mysteries flow out, anything possible and impossible, very and normal, in short, the final place that ordinary people can hardly imagine, the root of the outer world, appeared.

"If I don't come back, I'll go find that Crum, Ron, Cedric......"

"I won't give him Merlin for your child, he will follow other men's surnames, and the house tickets you give me will be subsidized to other people's homes......"

The hole to the root was bridged, and the ritual saw the failure, and a desperate Hermione fell to her knees and couldn't help crying.

The rain was pouring down, and a man with an umbrella quietly shielded her from the rain, and whispered in her ear:

"I'm back!"