Chapter 1111 The Wizard's Last Home

Voldemort was really a little scared. Looking back on the first half of his life decades ago, he would naturally find that fate was never on his side.

He obviously has the best blood, the blood of Slytherin, the founder of Hogwarts, and the background of the Gaunt family, but he can only grow up in that dirty orphanage.

This has nothing to do with mixed blood. The Gaunt family also produced a woman who married a Muggle for love, but they could live so happily in America and founded the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

He obviously met the best wizard in the world, Albus Dumbledore.

This werewolf with terrible contagious wolf's poison can be accepted. Obviously there are so many students in his school who yearn to worship black magic. He is so tolerant, but he can't tolerate a slightly flawed character like him. orphan?

Too much too much.

Fate never favored him.

he……

I was really scared.

In his more than seventy years of life, he has almost never gambled once. Every time he makes a plan, he almost relies on his ability to step up step by step, relying on his knowledge of magic.

And now a gamble was placed in front of him.

Losing the bet, dying, and everything that was finally about to succeed will come to an abrupt end again.

Winning the bet, but only a woman?

one……

Probably the only person in this world who cares about him.

No, not even that! Tom Riddle knew too well that the Bella who loved him so much had been killed by him, and the one who survived now didn't even love him anymore.

isn't it?

He can see clearly!

It was simply not worth the risk he took.

But why is this heart so painful?

...

...

When careers, dreams, ambitions, etc., and "love that is extremely likely to be unavailable", no one can easily make a choice.

Dumbledore didn't.

Neither did Snape.

Nor did Voldemort these days.

Sometimes the molesting of fate does not even make everything pure, so pure that people can never turn back, making people seem to have many choices and leeway.

But in fact, everything has been arranged long ago. When everything happened, people realized that the so-called leeway did not exist.

Ariana is dead, Lily is dead, and Bella...

Who knows.

People are always greedy, even in the midst of hesitation and struggle, Voldemort still opened the warehouse of the Magic Congress, allowing George and the others to pick and choose.

The hut was also greedy, unceremoniously taking away enough magic materials to make hundreds of space converters.

It even needs the Magic Congress to send someone to help.

Anton didn't get involved. The production of this "space converter" needed George, Fred, Anna, Neville, and Hannah, but it really didn't need Anton.

He also has his own business to do.

For example, the most important research on the advanced gray magic of "Lunar Magic Riot".

He found Dumbledore, just as Grindelwald and the old wizard Fiennes were there.

Compared with the hard-working people, the old wizard Fiennes was too chic. If Snape didn't need his help in researching potions for Voldemort's Horcrux, it's hard to say what travel plans he has planned these days.

"Put the important meeting of the 'International Federation of Wizards' on the moon?" Dumbledore seemed a little baffled by Anton's proposal.

"That's right!" Anton's expression was very sincere, "Don't you think such a meaningful event, which represents the opening of a new era in the wizarding world, will be particularly meaningful when it is placed on the moon that also represents the new era? "

"Quack quack..."

The old wizard Fiennes smiled happily, "Professor Dumbledore, don't listen to him, Anton is such a thug, he must be planning something!"

Anton rolled his eyes and stared hard at Fiennes, "Maybe you can eat your matcha ice cream in peace?"

Fiennes took a bite of the ice cream, staring at Anton and Dumbledore without blinking, "I think it's more delicious this way."

heh~

Anton didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his head to look at Dumbledore again, "You think so too, right, it is full of significance of the times!"

As he spoke, he waved his fist vigorously.

"I have a request." I don't know when, Dumbledore didn't put up an air in Anton, but expressed his needs with an equal attitude.

"You say."

"Since the meeting of the International Federation of Wizards is going to be held on the moon..." Dumbledore's half-moon glasses flashed a stream of light, "As the host of the moon, the Forerunner Organization should participate, Anton, I will give you and the rest of the cabin Members arrange some seats in the federation."

Anton raised his eyebrows, nodded and agreed, "Yes, I think other members of the hut will accept such conditions, but the seat assigned to me must be one that doesn't need to be busy with anything.",

"Of course~" Dumbledore smiled.

"I think you can start preparing for the meeting place. This meeting will come soon..." He lightly picked up the berry on the ice cream and bit down, chewing while saying meaningfully, "When the time comes It must be very lively."

That must be a lot of fun.

Anton didn't bother to guess how 'lively' it would be. Lao Deng, a man who walked every step and watched hundreds of steps, was particular about one thing in doing things, and the ghost knew what he was scheming.

"I'm a little curious, why did you let this meeting be held on the moon?" Grindelwald looked at Anton curiously.

"Fate~" Anton's mouth twitched slightly, and he gave him the answer.

"Oh?" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, "How do you say?"

"This is about the gray magic I'm researching." Anton told these people about his research while eating his share of ice cream.

He didn't mean to hide anything, and he talked about his research results openly, "When I was researching magic, I saw a bright sea of ​​stars."

When he mentioned this, he seemed very excited, "The long river of time, the long river of fate, the long river of life, the long river of spirituality..."

"Too many collective consciousnesses gather, blend, and collide, and finally burst into a bright light of life."

"I found that the struggle between the individual soul and destiny is the easiest to wipe out the scorching brilliance of life. When applied to the level of collective consciousness, it is the collision of the long river of spirituality and the long river of destiny."

Grindelwald was thoughtful, "You mean, spirituality plus destiny equals life?"

"Oh, it's not such a simple addition and subtraction." Anton shook his head, "Collision! It's a collision!"

He first pointed to himself, "This is me, full of memories, emotions, will, thinking... and so on."

Raise your left hand, "This is my spirit!"

He raised his right hand again, "This is my destiny!"

Then, he slapped his palm vigorously, and there was a loud noise.

Anton dubbed excitedly, "Pa~, boom~, life blooms, so the rhythm of life bursts out with powerful magic power, penetrating the reality and the extraordinary, and bursting out with the light of magic."

The old wizard Fiennes looked back at Anton with an expression of "old man, subway, mobile phone", "Merlin's stinky jam socks, what are you talking about?"

Anton rolled his eyes at this guy, "Simply put, in the collision of fate and spirituality, a little wizard has a magic riot!"

"Similarly, in the collision of fate and spirituality at the level of collective consciousness, a planet that itself conceives spirituality also produces a magical riot, and it will be endowed with magical power."

"Do you understand that?"

Fiennes shook his head and replied honestly, "I don't understand!"

Anton clicked his tongue a few times, "My stupid teacher, it's hopeless."

To be honest, Dumbledore and Grindelwald really understood what Anton said, but the key points of these magic theories Anton told...

They secretly glanced at each other, and when Anton complained about Fiennes, they quickly put on an expression of 'Wow, so that's how it is...'.

"So, as long as this time-changing meeting is held on the moon, I can take the opportunity to pry this collective consciousness with destiny, to collide with the long spiritual river of the moon, and let its magical power riot."

"Then, it will follow the cycle of 'people and the environment', which in turn will be endowed with attributes by wizards and become the most suitable environment for wizards to live in."

Anton told everyone with a mysterious face, "This method is a bit tricky, but it would be a pity not to use this meeting. In the future, we should pay more attention to the concept of 'human collective consciousness' in other places like Mars. .”

"It's still a bit rudimentary to be limited to the level of 'wizard collective consciousness' like this."

"However, that's fine." Anton chuckled, "After all, the moon is too close to the earth, and most of the earth is also divided by Muggles. The moon can just be regarded as the last home of wizards."

"Based on such special spellcasting, I call this experimental magic: Wizard World!"

"If your transformation fails, or after a long time, wizards have been defeated by Muggles, maybe there is still such a moon that can have a place to stay."

Grindelwald exclaimed, and looked at Anton with burning eyes, "You should be called 'great' by wizards!"