Chapter 386 Young Man, Go Change the World

The effects of the spell continued.

Anton kept waving his 'pale spine' and muttering words.

Is he mastering the ability of this spell? It should be counted, after all, he can freely adjust the direction of the effect of the spell.

It shouldn't be counted, he has no way to control the intensity, no way to cut off this kind of negative information rushing from the "dementor world".

The ocean of information was too terrifying. If it weren't for his three 'rays of sunshine', he would have been washed into a lunatic by now.

Well, a ray of sunshine now has three.

But that's not the point.

Anton thought for a while, and the blue light appeared in his right eye again, and he looked towards the 'Dementor World'.

Perhaps, it should be researched in this direction.

At this moment, the sound of leather boots sounded in the corridor of the cell, clattering, clacking, neither slow nor fast.

After a while, Grindelwald's figure appeared in front of Anton.

Grindelwald looked Anton up and down, from the azure blue eyeballs, to the hands that turned into black threads of the soul, to the 'pale spine', and to the spell spewing from this magic item.

And the three-headed dementors on the ground.

Oh, there are so many interesting things in front of me at once, Grindelwald doesn't know what to say.

Tsk tsk admiration.

Grindelwald gently pulled out the gourd-like wand from the long purple leather jacket, and rubbed it with the other hand, "You should have a psychological expectation when you let me out."

"For a person like me, ideals have long been everything to me."

"Why do you feel that..."

"I look old, so I can only find a place to spend my old age and wait for death silently?"

"?" Anton cast a glance at him, and turned his attention to the 'Dementor World' again, "Oh."

"Satellites, nuclear bombs, communicators, networks..." Grindelwald frowned, "I didn't expect that this era is worse than mine."

He paced around the prison and sighed lightly, "The establishment of the modern wizarding spell system made wizards finally powerful enough to compete with Muggles. It is used to protect Muggles, for which countless wizards agree with my point of view-we should not hide in dark corners and be mice."

"But now..."

He sneered, "The law of secrecy is really used to protect wizards."

"The war between the two worlds really broke out. Powerful wizards can indeed ignore the threat of Muggles. Ordinary wizards have no resistance at all. Everything seems to be back to ancient times. Wizards can only hide. If they are discovered, they cannot escape being burned. The fate of death."

Old Ge said a lot, Anton couldn't calm down to study, he could only look at him helplessly, "None of my business!"

Really, if he doesn't find a way to turn off this damned curse, it doesn't matter to him, the whole Azkaban will go crazy.

At that time, the collective will become lunatics, mentally retarded, or even brain-dead, will it be okay?

You must know that in this prison, apart from the heinous people, there are also those who made mistakes and were imprisoned for a short period of time.

Not to mention there are Aurors who have done nothing wrong.

Anton didn't care about other people's lives, but since it was caused by himself, he felt obligated not to affect others.

Well, people.

Some Death Eaters were not classified as human beings by him, and there was no psychological obstacle to killing a few of them.

"None of my shit?" Grindelwald shook his head and chuckled, "You're still too young."

"Have you ever thought about the people you care about? What about your descendants?"

"When the war really breaks out, can you really ignore it? Is it really none of your business? If the wizarding world war loses, think about this scenario, your descendants can only live in precarious times?"

"Think what kind of life vampires lead these days."

"We have passed the new era, do we really want to go back to the life of ancient wizards, hiding in the dark corners of the world?"

"No, you can't hide. I saw the future. The sky is full of satellites, and the ground is full of cameras. Where can you, wizard, hide?"

"Even if you can escape, what about others, such as members of your cabin, the Weasley brothers, Neville Longbottom, Hannah Abbott..."

Anton really didn't expect that he had already hid in Azkaban, and he couldn't get a moment of peace.

He looked at Lao Ge with some helplessness, "There are satellites in the sky and nuclear bombs on the ground. Then our wizarding world will cooperate with those who master these to achieve a balance. The International Federation of Wizards and the Ministry of Magic of various countries seem to be doing a good job."

"There are cameras everywhere on the ground? Then don't let the cameras be installed, the Muggle elites will help us do these things well."

"is it hard?"

"On the contrary, if you start a war like you, then the wizarding world may really fall into such a situation."

Grindelwald pursed his lips, chuckled and shook his shoulders, "Ridiculous! Ignorance!"

"As long as there is a check and balance, there will be a moment of imbalance. Passively waiting until that moment is the biggest mistake."

"Muggles will not be content with the balance. They secretly capture wizards and build research rooms, trying to find a way to control magic power, or a way to suppress magic power."

"Do you know what Muggles claim we are?"

"???" Anton froze for a moment, then looked at Lao Ge curiously, "What?"

"Aliens." Grindelwald narrowed his eyes and stared at Anton. "They secretly study wizards in the name of studying aliens. They spend a scary amount of money and resources every year."

"This……"

"Is that what you call balance?"

Seeing Anton's pensive look, he took another step closer, "The Wizarding Secrecy Act is a joke. The Muggle elites know us, and the parents of Muggle wizards know us. After decades, a hundred years, Based on the population of wizards in Europe, how many people do you think know this secret?"

"Can these people still be described as a 'minority'?"

Lao Ge gently waved the Elder Wand, and the dots of light formed a picture.

In the picture, a 6-meter-tall giant is tied to a frame by a series of iron rings, and countless pipes extend from its shaved head to various instruments.

Several people in blue protective clothing were taking blood from the giant's arm above the iron frame.

On the ground, countless instruments were shining, and a woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses was reporting something to a man in military uniform.

Grindelwald looked down into Anton's eyes, "Remember, wizards are today because they waged war on horses, giants, goblins, and all intelligent creatures. It’s hard to have the life I have now.”

"Those losers are not uninterested in cooperating with Muggles."

"In this world, I am not the only one who is called ambitious."

Grindelwald patted Anton on the shoulder, "Think about it carefully, we need your joining."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Anton glanced at the scene silently, pursed his lips, and looked at Grindelwald's back, "Why are you looking for me?"

"Because werewolves experience candy." Old Ge glanced back at him. "I tried it, and ordinary Muggles have no effect at all. Only people with wizard blood will be effective, even if they don't have magic power."

"You are unique, Anton."

"You will change the world."