Gail turned slowly.

"Do you want to go on like this, Joel?"

He opened with a soul-piercing inquiry.

Mediocrity should not be the life of a genius.

It's quiet on the second floor of the barn.

"I thought you'd wait until Al came over." John didn't see Al.

"He's had some argument with that goat boy," Gail snorted, "and you haven't answered my question yet, Joel. ”

"Do you want to be like this forever?"

"Hide, hide?"

Gail said excitedly, "Why are we doing this? We can change! ”

"Change?"

John was a little amused and asked with interest, "What do you want to change?" ”

"Make the wizard better!" Gale frantically waved his right hand, causing his sleeve to fly, "Why should a wizard hide like a mouse?" ”

"We have the power to make a difference."

"You're strong, too powerful for me to see, so I need you, Joel."

Gale stared at John and said word by word, "Join us, for the greater good, and let the wizard live in the world in the open." ”

Why?

Why can those Muggles live unscrupulously in the world, occupying most of the resources?

Wizards, on the other hand, are forced to hide, like rats in the sewers.

He's going to change that!

Change the law of secrecy!

Gail had such an awareness at such an age.

This is a very ambitious man.

As far as ambition is concerned, John needs to admit that Gale is powerful.

After all, John never had the idea of secrecy law.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's that wizards can't do it.

Hide or destroy.

It's meant to be.

So John made a definitive conclusion about Gale's ambitious words.

It's a dream.

Dreamy Babylon can give people infinite reverie, but it only exists in other people's fantasies.

"Do you know the Hunter?" Instead of answering him, John asks a question.

"Hunter?" Gail was stunned.

At this time, Al, who had quarreled with Aberforth, came to the barn.

Here, Gale painted many beautiful scenes for him.

Those words brought two young hearts together.

Like poison, the desire in Al's heart is enlarged little by little.

Change the world so that wizards no longer hide in the dark.

Ariana didn't have to stay at home anymore and her wings were able to fly.

This ideal makes people obsessed and crazy.

He believed that two wizards with great talent could do just that.

Aberforth could not have imagined this, his shallow mind could only accommodate a simple life and a goat.

Gail wanted John to join him, and Al knew that.

Although they had not been together for a long time, Al could feel that John's talent and wisdom were as good as those of himself and others.

I don't know why he became blind, but the majestic magic of his body tells the strength of this peer all the time.

Gale is a golden eagle that soars in the sky and is a flower that fascinates people and contains poison.

John is a fiery dragon that lies dormant in the abyss and closes his eyes, a snow-capped mountain that makes people want to unleash their power.

Al wanted to know what it would be like for such a person to be with himself and others.

When John brings up the hunter, Al is also pondering what it means.

"When the hunter walks in the forest and sees the shaking bushes, his first reaction is to pull the trigger of the shotgun."

John's godless eyes have the power to penetrate people's hearts.

"Muggle, that's the hunter."

"And we ......"

"It's the prey."

A layer of bloody skin was ripped off, revealing the bright red and delicate body inside.

John's words of prey made the hearts of the two talented young wizards tremble.

"Muggles are weak." Gail immediately retorted, "They're just a bunch of ordinary people, and they can't even use magic. ”

"Yes, but they have intelligence, and a large population base." John interrupted him, "If it had been a thousand years ago, it might have been possible." ”

"But now, how many wizards are there?" John said, "A thousand? Ten thousand? Lakh? ”

"How many Muggles are there?"

"Billions!"

The huge population base has laid the foundation for human domination of the world.

John drew his wand, and a mist spread.

The fog surrounded them, and there were roars, explosions, and fights inside.

An ancient fighter jet in John's opinion flew through the sky, and the rain of bullets easily took dozens of lives.

The tank that wraps people in steel turtle shells is a steel beast that walks on earth.

All it takes is a cannonball to destroy a house.

A small bullet can have a faster speed than a spell.

Wizards, like Muggles, will die if their brains are broken.

Whether it's a requisition spell or a bullet, the effect is the same.

Equally lethal, piercing both the left and right eyes has the same effect.

Yes, wizards are powerful, and this is an innate advantage in life.

But ordinary people can cause countless times more destruction than wizards.

Scene after scene, the two wizards lost their language.

"A wizard kills a Muggle, or two Muggles? It is enough to kill a wizard with a hundred Muggles. ”

John shook his head and said, "Hogwarts was first founded to protect young wizards from Muggle persecution, Al. ”

He looked at young Al and said lightly: "We have always been prey, but there are many hunters with guns. ”

"What a wizard can do is make his movements as small as possible, so as not to cause the hunter's gun to be pointed at him."

The truth is so cruel.

Wizards cannot replace Muggles, and no one can do so in this wave of a populating world.

Youngsters with fiery hearts, their ideas seem childish and ridiculous in John's language.

Gail was silent, unacceptable.

Al's mouth seemed to be glued, bitter beyond words.

How many nights here they talked about the future, their anger at the wizard's situation.

They want change.

But now they are told that they can't change all that.

Destroying ideals is far more cruel than killing a person.

John is a demon who carries a butcher's knife to slaughter their ideals and destroy their dreams.

"You know this, so you don't want to change?" Gail's eyes gradually sharpened, and he was no longer as cynical as before.

"Change?" John chuckled, "We're different, Gail. ”

John waved his wand, and the mist vanished with those sights.

He chuckled and said, "Strength is what determines everything." ”

"Power is supreme, I never mind the conflict between wizards and Muggles, in my opinion, they are all human."

"Only those who are strong have the qualifications to gain a foothold!"

"Victory comes with me."

John's ideas struck the two young wizards.

This is a Slytherin through and through, and he has a different charm than Gail.

It's a kind of charm that is so powerful that people don't consciously approach it.

Power reigns supreme, and the winner is king.

So John was never defeated, he was a king, a strong man, a figure destined to stand above all beings.

Gail said to himself, "Power comes first. ”

Yes, with enough power, you can pry the world.

Enough victories to bring Muggles to their knees.

A person's strength is destined to be thin, and he needs his own followers.

At that moment, Gail's eyes were fiery.

He was like an idealist who knew he was going to die, even if he knew that the muzzle of a hunter would be deadly, he wanted to try whether he was a lion or a rabbit.

Since the wizard's power is not enough, then use more powerful power.

The power of the Deathly Hallows.

Al thinks of his sister, of his brother.

And his own father and mother.

The responsibility on his shoulders left him a little breathless.

He would rather believe in the dreamy scene that had been depicted for countless nights than be trapped here.

He's a Gryffindor.

Gryffindor's nature hides adventure.

He didn't want to be tied down, he wanted an unforgettable adventure, willing to die.

At this moment, two hearts are involved.

There was a high mountain in front of them, a high mountain that had been built up by John.

Overwhelming them out of breath, it can bring the two of them closer to each other.

"Come with us, Joel!"

Gale stood firm in his conviction and extended another invitation to John.

"Let's try to be that winner."

Fate is a storm, whispering to them to give up resistance.

Warriors face the storm and cry out in the darkness of the world.

It's a carnival, it's madness, it's a struggle.

Those who die for their ideals should not be ridiculed.

Al stood by Gelsheng's side and stood firm with him.

"Let's do it together." Al spoke up.

They invited John, invited to be the ones who shouted together.

Let the wizards hear their voices, and make the hunters frightened by the sounds in the bushes.

Unfortunately, the two were wrong.

John was never the one to rise to the storm.

He......

It's the storm.

"We weren't destined to be together."

John shook his head, after nearly a hundred years, what do you want me to take to go crazy with you?

He looked at Al and asked, "Are you going to run away, Al ?" ”

"Huh?" Al was puzzled.

John's calm language has a terrifyingly destructive power.

"Your sister, your family."

His words made Al a little flustered.

"The cloak of invisibility you choose, the escape you choose."

The power to see through people's hearts is like a storm that destroys Al.

"Face yourself, Al."

John turned to leave, and the voice came slowly.

"It was Gail who gave you the key so that you could untie your family's shackles and escape from that responsibility that suffocated you, but what about your heart?"

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