Chapter 799 Ten Thousand Explosions, One Month and One Building

"Another black magic creature appeared!" Anton stood on the top of the Twin Towers and looked down at the city, with a serious expression on his face. "It seems that not only one black magic creature will appear, but in such a messy environment, it is estimated that one will appear one after another."

Anna looked over there curiously, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything at all, "Will there be a lot of urban ghost stories in this city in the future?"

"I'm afraid it's not just as simple as ghost stories. Some black magic creatures are going to kill people!" Anton smacked his mouth and looked down at the city with a frown.

He is a time traveler, he has no sense of identity with the Muggles in this world, and he doesn't like this Muggle country, but at least he has no way to watch those innocent ordinary people being hurt or even killed by these black magic creatures .

At this moment, a witch led a group of people flying towards the roof of the twin buildings where Anton was located on a broomstick.

At the same time, a helicopter circled in the air and slowly landed towards the roof of the building.

It was the witch Freya Avery, the speaker of the Magic Congress, and Mr. Tom Stark, the official Muggle president, came to the door.

(Yes, that is the name of Mr. President of the wizarding world. This is not Anton's previous earth! Don't be serious.)

These two vaguely hostile forces have a common appeal - "Whether it is possible to extend the time range of this 'event reincarnation' magic, a few minutes is really not exciting."

A few minutes is really not enough.

While the few people were chatting, there was a rumbling sound in the city, and it was unknown which force threw a fire bomb at a corner of the city, and countless people lost their lives amidst howls.

In another corner, the terrifying Fierce Flame spread rapidly, and monsters made of flames were devouring everything within reach.

The corner of Anton's mouth twitched, and he shrugged helplessly, "I have just invented this magic, and there is no way to control it well."

And these people don't know that the impact of the terrible war is not completely over when the event is reverted.

Those hearts that have been hurt, those souls howling in pain, those helpless individuals living in panic and fearing the coming of death, are being devoured by these terrible things.

And the gathering of such seemingly simple individuals makes all kinds of terrible negative collective consciousness permeate every corner of the whole city, affecting the surrounding environment.

These circumstances then randomly and without reason randomly pick an innocent human being and breed dark magic creatures on him.

Or directly breed black magic creatures with great influence out of thin air in the environment.

This is the scariest thing.

The chosen ones, the hurt ones, often have no rules at all, and helplessly bear the impact of the harsh environment.

Anton has no doubt that in this city in the next hundred years, countless messy and strange things will definitely happen.

And the people who live here, whether Muggles or wizards, their upper class, don't seem to care about this.

When Anton seriously explained this matter to them, no matter whether it was Muggles or wizards, they were all overheard.

Then they just hesitated for a short while before making decisions one after another.

"Mr. Weasley, I think this is the price we have to bear, and we are ready to accept it."

"If I can only choose one of them, I hope to extend the time, even if it's just repeating these few minutes!"

"..." Anton was silent.

He pursed his lips, supported the wall on the top of the building with both hands and looked down, "This cycle will be lifted after finding the box carrying the magic of confinement! There is no need to discuss it!"

"!!!"

Mr. President's complexion changed, and he looked at him anxiously, "I hope you will think about it seriously, maybe this battle that won't cost too much will greatly promote the exchanges between Muggle civilization and wizard civilization!"

Anton was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him, and then glanced at a mercenary in the distance throwing a missile towards the Twin Towers. Flying back in the original direction, there was a huge roar, and a six-story residential building collapsed.

"You call this communication?"

"Yes, this is a necessary price!"

"..." Anton couldn't help but look at the speaker of the Magic Congress, "You think so too?"

The lady speaker shrugged, "Mr. Weasley, believe me, although American wizards are generally in a state of hostility to the Muggle world, this is not what we, the masters of magic who are deeply involved in the International Federation of Wizards, would like to see."

"I think the existence of black magic creatures in this city is not a bad thing. The Muggle government will need wizards to help deal with them, and wizards will greatly promote cooperation with the Muggle government in handling these matters. comminicate."

She spread her hands, "Maybe there will be some good changes in the future."

"And the fighting conflict that broke out now is enough to eliminate the ambitions caused by the prejudice and ignorance brought about by the "International Act of Wizarding Secrecy" in the past hundreds of years, at least let everyone know-Muggles who have mastered technology are not so easy to mess with , wizards who have mastered magic are not so easy to mess with, and people will be more and more eager for peace."

"Yes!" Mr. President interjected, "Besides, as the beacon of mankind, we are very glad that such a major event that affects the times happened in New York. If you can promise not to undo the magic of this cycle so quickly, we can send a message to everyone in the world. every one sends out olive branches..."

"Invite them to come and join in the grand event!"

Xiuer~

Anton was tongue-tied and almost called Old Tie 666 directly.

He once felt that he was not perverted enough, which made him seem so out of place with these politicians.

"Mr. Weasley, we don't know much about the wizarding world." Mr. President's words not only surprised Anton, but the speaker of the Magic Congress also widened her eyes.

The president glanced at the speaker with a chuckle, "Although your Magic Congress is unwilling to have more exchanges with us, we have more international Muggle organizations and have some exchanges with European international wizard organizations. You Look, we don't call ourselves No-Majs, but Muggles!"

He turned his head and looked at Anton sincerely, "I know your name, and I know that you are a wizard who is obsessed with exploring the path of magic. Our Muggle government can't provide you with enough benefits in exchange, but maybe we can give you You build a building in the middle of New York?"

"The Weasley Building, or would you prefer to call it the Anton Building?"

"So that your Animagus office can directly open a branch here?"

"Maybe you have other uses, I think this is a good idea."

"Ha~" The speaker of the Magic Congress laughed angrily, "I object, this is the territory of our Magic Congress! You disgusting No-Maj, I think you forgot how your No-Maj won from the British to free!"

Mr. President chuckled indifferently, "Compared to getting along with the Magic Congress, we are more inclined to be pro-Muggle European wizarding groups."

Then, the two guys buzzed and quarreled next to Anton's ears until there was a bang.

The nuclear bomb, with the attitude of everyone being equal, cleanses away all evils.

Then, after going through several nuclear explosions, these two goods reappeared on the top of this building.

They seem to have reached a compromise.

The Muggles promised to build a building for Anton in Manhattan, named it "Anton Building", and provided it for his arbitrary use.

The Magic Congress also passed a resolution, agreed to this approach, and allowed Anton to borrow part of their magic collection.

The reason they gave was to promote communication with the European wizarding world.

The requirements are also the same - to extend this 'circle of events' for at least one month.

That is, 10,000 nuclear explosions in New York!

At this price, all forces around the world are invited to join in the grand event!

New York big stage, come if you dare!

The impact of Anton's magic is unprecedented. He seems to have opened the lid of a "Pandora's Box".

Tell the world what the combination of wizard's magic and Muggle technology can look like.

When the scientific experiment is combined with the recovery spell of the wizard, when in the time loop, there is no need to worry about the cost of the experiment, no need to consider the danger of the experiment, and you can try all the ideas freely, what a beauty.

In the following time, not only two politicians, Mr. President and Ms. Speaker of the Magic Congress, approached Anton, but even many people with various names also approached Anton.

The particle accelerator at Brookhaven Laboratory in New York is said to be doing well.

Their biggest appeal is to extend the length of an 'event loop' so that some complete experiments can be completed.

But unfortunately, Anton couldn't satisfy them.

He has only just figured out the magic of 'Traces of Time'.

He recommends these Muggle forces or scientists to find a way to discuss with the wizarding forces. The general restoration spell may be able to meet most of their requirements.

Of course, this must not be an easy task.

The foundation of the existence of the International Federation of Wizards and the Ministry of Magic itself is the "International Wizarding Secrecy Act", and this kind of thing is definitely digging their roots.

Anton didn't even know how the International Federation of Wizards would end up dealing with the situation in New York.

Is it to cast a large oblivion spell, or to make some concessions?

This is unknown.

At least he himself is not worried that the International Federation of Wizards will trouble him because of this.

First, he used magic to save himself after Voldemort dropped the nuclear bomb.

Secondly, if you really want to blame him, then you're going to blame him, but if you want to be convicted, heh, Anton doesn't mind tearing down the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards.

With his current strength, he should enjoy the same treatment as Voldemort.

If these people don't have such a consciousness, beat them until they do!

As these nuclear bombs roared again and again, many people began to figure out some laws of this magic.

For example, the scope covered by magic is the largest coverage area after a nuclear explosion.

The interesting part is that the starting point of the event backtracking is before the nuclear explosion, but this range has been delineated early.

One meter away and within one meter are simply two worlds.

The most amazing thing is that within this range, you can enter or not, and the place you enter will also be the place that appears after each explosion cycle.

Even so, those scientists from all over the world still rushed to the various experimental sites tirelessly through the bombarded area.

Not only are they eager to take this opportunity to explore more results, such a wonderful experimental environment makes them feel like a mouse fell into a tanker.

Of course, there are also scientists who mutter about the law of conservation of energy and look skeptical about life.

In their eyes, since witchcraft or magic exists in reality, then this must also be an area that can be explained by science—this seems to have become a research direction for some people in the future.

It's just that there is no need to mention Anton's top-notch 'traces of time' magic, or the invention of the 'time converter' in the field of time magic by the ancient goblins, and the invention of the 'disappearing cabinet' in the field of space magic, these outrageous things.

Let’s just talk about the transformation of objects researched by ancient wizards, Animagus, the traceless stretching spell, the repairing spell, and other magic...

I am afraid that it is not a simple matter to figure out some truths in a scientific way.

Compared with these lovely and respectable scientists, what happened in other parts of this city is much more terrifying.

As the city completely opened its arms, all kinds of forces flocked to it.

Not just the Muggle stall, Aurors from the Ministry of Magic from all over the world have sent people over.

The Death Eaters, and the wizarding forces that now surrounded Voldemort, also came.

The Saints came too, with their sub-wizard mercenaries.

Then Anton's group of fanatics from the Arctic circle also came. They turned into big white bears with antlers and opened up. Have you ever seen someone charging with RBG?

The free New York stage roars every second.

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Compared with everything in this city that is a bit crazy, Anton looks even more out of place.

He and Anna approach Lupine and the rest of the hut and tell them what's going on here.

It is worth mentioning that Draco, Goyle, Braque and Dali are also here.

"I don't understand." Anton looked at Dali suspiciously. "The three of them have complicated pure-blood family interests behind them. It's normal to be involved. Why do you appear here?"

Dali looked at Anton with some respect, and said cautiously, "Master Malfoy wrote me a letter, inviting me to attend their party at Malfoy Manor. My father is very supportive of my approach..."

Draco held Dali's shoulders proudly, and raised his eyebrows at Anton, "My father doesn't want me to appear here. He thinks that a mysterious person will appear here and will drag me into the water. But I think , precisely because of his existence, I should come here with a clear-cut banner, stand by your side, and express the position of the younger generation of the Malfoy family!"

"Funny!" Ron snorted mockingly, "Your Malfoy family won't lose anyway, right?"

Then, Draco's group and Harry's group started a verbal battle.

Apparently, this is not the first time this kind of dispute has happened. These are members of the training center, and they usually work together on weekends.

Anton clicked his tongue a few times, and was pulled in front of the two Spidermen by Hannah, talking about the problems that happened to Peter and Julie.

I'm sorry for the delay. I thought it could be posted early, but my sick head was like a paste while editing and writing. I don't know when it will be finished, so it's embarrassing that I didn't release the update time. I'm so sorry.