Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 340 Who Said Standing In The Sludge Isn't A Hero?

"Censorship rights over professors?"

After hearing Hermione's words, the twins took today's Daily Prophet and carefully read the headlines on the front page. Their eyes met, and then they pursed their lips and tried hard to hold back their laughter.

But not for three seconds.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The ghostly laughter of the two scared the students around. The students who thought that the twins were going to make troubles cast their eyes one after another. The twins haven't given me melons for a long time, and they always feel a little lonely, even though it's the beginning of school. On the first day, but in the previous years, the twins who had held back a summer vacation had already done a lot of work. This year they were a little too quiet, which made the students who were familiar with him quite strange.

"Hermione, this is the funniest joke we've ever heard."

"Worse than Snape falling in love with washing his hair!"

"Censoring Hogwarts professors?"

"The Ministry of Magic is also worthy? Just rely on that clown Fudge and a woman who looks like a toad?"

There was a very complicated emotion on the faces of the two of them. What did Fudge look like now, maybe the two of them didn't know?
The staff of the entire Ministry of Magic, including their children and the people who love to eat melons, know that Fudge is only one step away from stepping down. Except for the little Muggle-born wizards, most people have a certain understanding of this, even if the newspapers do not Reports, but the news always becomes known through word of mouth, the difference is only in how much you know the content.

"But what if the school board and the pure-blood families of half England support him?"

Ron patted George and asked him to change his position to not be a big light bulb. The golden plate had appeared on the dining table, and dinner was about to start.

"The huge changes in the Ministry of Magic have changed the cakes of too many people. The Knights of the Round Table reorganized the Ministry of Magic. The wizards of the pure-blood families hate them to death. It's rare that they are now united in a group to support Fudge. You said Fudge Dare you touch Hogwarts now?"

"This is Fudge's last fight. If he wins, the minister might be him. At least he won't become worse than he is now. If he loses, he will go to Azkaban, or die on the street."

These words made the twins look at each other, staring at Ron with some doubts.

"How to say?"

The gossip-like light appeared in the eyes of the two of them again. This kind of thing is delicious.

"Say a fart, eat, adults' affairs have nothing to do with you two kids, you have to go to Professor Grindelwald after eating, if you are not in a hurry, then"

"Eat and eat!"

"The dishes are getting cold!"

The twins who shut up immediately grabbed the knife and fork and drew the delicious food into their mouths on the golden dinner plate that had just been filled with food, without wanting to delay for a second.

"But there will be trouble later, right?"

Hermione still asked a little worried, she doesn't like Hogwarts being messed up by Fudge or that toad woman, time is already tight, if it is delayed by these things, it will affect everyone A large number of people, Hogwarts students are innocent, and dirty political games should not be left on campus.

"It seems that our prefect is very concerned about the learning environment of the students. There is a saying, "You are inferior and dare not forget to worry about the country. Is that what it means?"

"I passed the Chinese Level [-] exam in half a year." Hermione rolled her eyes, "You can't use words indiscriminately."

"It seems that I still underestimated you, Hermione."

"But don't worry, it's just a bunch of jumping clowns. Hogwarts is not that active. Umbridge will be kicked out after staying in the school for a month or two at most, but ah."

Ron sighed helplessly, "Why are those old guys from the Knights of the Round Table doing things for me, I'm just a child."

Ron, who turned grief and anger into appetite, emptied the plate in front of him more than a dozen times alone. Fortunately, the elf in the kitchen had expected it long ago, and the endless food was served one after another, making this The big eater was eighty percent full after eating, and patted his buttocks in satisfaction and got up.

The twins were already anxiously gnawing their hands. As soon as Ron finished work, the two hurriedly pulled Ron away quickly.

"The lunch break is over."

Turning his head and giving Hermione a bitter smile, Ron returned to the corridor on the third floor.

“Tuk Tuk Tuk~”

There was a knock on the door of Grindelwald's office.

"Come in."

The three entered in a file, and Grindelwald, who was sitting in front of the fireplace and meditating, lit his pipe and drowned himself in the smoke with a bitter aroma.

"Time is running out, Professor."

Ron walked up to Grindelwald without any reason, raised his hand and called for a blackboard from an empty classroom and put it beside him.

"In the afternoon there is my favorite class on protection of magical creatures. Take a notebook and take notes. I will tell you what Dark Souls is."

"where are they?"

Grindelwald was actually a little surprised by the arrival of Fred and George. He knew who they were, but in Grindelwald's eyes, apart from Ron, Hogwarts really didn't catch his eye. little wizard.

"Two future arms dealers, they created the flames of chaos without a teacher. Our Weasley family lacks everything, but there is no shortage of talents with good brains."

"Now, it's time for class."

Ron tapped on the blackboard, and a line of handwriting appeared on it.

"The nature of power in the world of Dark Souls."

"If you want to truly apply the magic of that world to our world, it is not enough to only understand the structure of their magic one-sidedly."

Ron pointed to Grindelwald, "Don't just see the most superficial things, it's a world completely different from ours. Although magic power exists in the Black Soul world, it's not the core of the world."

"fire."

A lit bonfire pattern appeared below the handwriting.

"In the world of Dark Souls, the flame that represents life is the source of all power. The soul is born in the flame, and the soul is the core of the world's power. The magic power is only incidental, and it is purely used to drive magic. Even without magic power, they can use magic at the cost of burning their souls into flames."

Hearing this, Grindelwald was a little surprised, "But it's a little different from what I found in my previous research."

"Of course." Ron raised his eyebrows, "Whether it's my teacher, Mr. Nicole May, or Headmaster Dumbledore, all the knowledge about magic, spells, and miracles they got from the world of Dark Souls are all taken The castrated version, the most basic and basic version."

"Magic is limited to soul guns, spells are limited to big fireballs, miracles are limited to original force and thunder guns, and they are not entitled to all high-end and advanced powers."

"In essence, the world of Dark Souls is a gift that belongs to me, and I have the highest authority."

"Darkness, the other side of a magic similar to the fire of chaos, can be said to be the magic of black magic. The price for using it is to pay a certain amount of souls. In the world of dark souls, when the first fire gradually goes out , this kind of magic appeared before people's eyes, including the fire of chaos was born from then on."

"Darkness is released with the sacrifice of the soul, and the fire of chaos is burned with the sacrifice of life."

"So Fred, George, my dear brother, if you two don't want to die young, don't mess with the fire of chaos until you get the fuel to replace your own life. Its burning requires you to pay your own life .”

The lips of the twins, whose faces turned pale with fright, trembled. Before, they were complacent about having mastered the fire of chaos, but now...the two of them couldn't be happier.

"Aren't you kidding me?" the twins asked cautiously.

"Would you like me to teach you a Chaotic Flame Storm, which has a huge range and strong destructive power, and it can also guarantee that you will not live to be 20 years old."

Ron rolled his eyes, embarrassing the twins.

"A chaotic fireball can't burn many lives. If you don't use it every day for a few months, you will lose three to five months of life."

"It seems that I can barely accept it." They looked at each other with mournful faces for a while, "Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. Fortunately, we are not good people."

Speaking of this, they both clapped hands proudly.

"Okay, don't make trouble, let's talk about the next point."

"In the world of Dark Souls, the soul is the root of power, the root of powerful power, so, in their world, the soul is a special currency, weapons can be used for soul forging, and power can be obtained by absorbing souls. Become stronger, magic can be released by paying the soul, and even the initial fire that is going to be extinguished that sustains the entire world can continue to burn with the soul."

"But in our world, the soul is not a currency, our currency is magic power, which is not universal."

"There is indeed nothing wrong with teaching your framework theory. The magic in the world of Dark Souls can be used in this way to become the power of our world and be used in our world."

"But, do you know the curse left by the demon in this world after being repelled by the silver sage?"

Grindelwald shook his head, he didn't know.

"Then you should read my book. Chapter 1 of Demonology is about this."

"After the demons failed, in order to cut off the thickest arm of our wizarding world - the number of wizards in the European legal system is the largest, so they made all the 'degenerated' magic power unable to harm them."

"Only pure magic can cause harm to them. For example, China's elemental magic. The magic they use has not deteriorated. It is still one of the initial states of magic. The battle pattern in Africa strengthens survival and physical strength. Through materialization Magic turned into weapons, they can also beat demons with their fists."

"But we are different. Even if we rely on the power of the framework to reproduce the magic of Dark Soul in our world, the magic with a different layer of skin is still ineffective, because the nature of the magic power has also been changed,"

"We lack the currency of the soul. If we can't carry it perfectly, but just copied a framework, those efforts will be useless."

"So, professor, that's why I really don't want to participate in your research, because this research is so difficult that I don't know when it will be completed."

Grindelwald's eyes darkened. After knowing the restrictions set by the devil, he finally understood the difficulty of this research.

Immune to the magical power of "deterioration", this completely strangles all possibilities of the European legal system standing up again, unless it can truly break through and establish a new magic system, otherwise any tricky way is a waste of time.

"But don't be too disappointed, Professor, difficulties can always be overcome."

Ron's consolation made Grindelwald's dim eyes glow again.

"Albus was right, what a little bastard you are."

Grindelwald, who knew he had been tricked, shook his head speechlessly. If it was him when he was young, he might not be able to beat this bastard.
"I'll take it as your praise. Being a little bastard is not bad. It's so beautiful to watch you old people wipe the ass of this brat like me."

But speaking, Ron squinted and glanced at Grindelwald, "It's a pity that some old people don't give me money for food, and they always want me to work for nothing, especially that old man named Dumbledore. dirty."

"Cough, cough, cough." Grindelwald, who knew this clearly, coughed twice in embarrassment, "The weather is really nice today." He whistled and looked out the window. The sun is shining today, and the weather is indeed good.

"I thought you would do me justice."

"I lost to him decades ago, right?"

Grindelwald, who doesn't like this, spread his hands. This is true, but there is nothing tricky in it, which is hard to say.

"I'll take it for granted."

"However, there is no way to solve this problem. I did forget about it before, but fortunately, I have two good brothers who cheated on my younger brother. They gave me a little inspiration."

"I am also very unfamiliar with the soul. At least in our world, the soul is not a toy that can be manipulated at will. Professor, how much do you know about the soul?"

"I modified Avada Kedavra, and I also found the root cause of black magic that drives people into madness, so I know very well that our souls cannot be used as currency, and we cannot afford this price."

"If this is said, the entire European wizarding world will be shocked, right?"

"It seems that you didn't read the book I wrote carefully." Grindelwald smiled slightly, which Ron had just said before.

"We're all busy, please understand each other."

Ron shrugged off the subject, both of them lacking a bit of 'common sense' about the new knowledge.

"Although we cannot use our souls, we can use others."

"That's not something to say casually, child."

Grindelwald interrupted Ron's speech.

"Although I have killed many people, I never regard life as a digital currency. Many people died because of me, but that is the price of war. Although I failed, let those who died for me People who gave their lives were disappointed, but I never belittle their sacrifices."

"I'm not one of Voldemort's mind-twisted bastards. I'm equally sick of counting lives as numbers, and we don't need to go that far."

"Professor, have you ever heard of demon warlocks? This is a kind of demon hunter who appeared in the silver age to fight against demons. They use the demon's flesh and soul as currency to pay for the extremely evil and powerful magic. "

"Fred and George reminded me that life can be burned as fuel, so I remembered this career that my teacher told me about."

"Our souls cannot be used as currency, but the currency does not have to be paid by ourselves."

"But there is no demon as currency now." Grindelwald looked at Ron meaningfully.

"But in this world, there are things that don't regard themselves as human beings."

"Belittle the lives of others, but there is a price to pay."

Ron took a deep look at Grindelwald.

"Actually, you deserve to die too."

"I can only say that I did not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"I believe."

"If so, Albus isn't keeping me in self-imprisonment."

"But for those who belittle other people's lives, I can only say that it is only right and proper to kill someone, and I hate the Virgin of the White Left."

"You think they deserve to die too?"

"No, thoughts are free, but actions are not. The progress of human thought is not to give damned people a fixed term or no term to embody the so-called 'humanitarianism', but to give justice a fair answer."

"Aren't you afraid that they will attack in groups?"

"Are we still afraid of them scolding?"

The old and the young chuckled tacitly, while the twins sitting beside them shivered for no reason. This is not what children listen to.

"I will organize a global conference in the near future, how about you convince them?"

"What about the benefits?"

"Isn't it good enough to show your face in front of those in power all over the world?"

"Heh~" Ron sneered disdainfully, "As long as I want, one-third of Europe is mine. As long as I want, and give me a few more years, I even dare to build a land covering the entire Europa continent." Magic Empire."

"I don't care about showing my face? That's me giving them face."

The corner of Grindelwald's mouth began to twitch as if he had epilepsy. This bastard is really a veritable little bastard.

"Then let me think about it." He rubbed his forehead with a headache, this bastard is not easy to dismiss.

"Why do you want me to go?"

Before Ron was about to leave the office, he asked curiously.

"Because you are the most ruthless, youngest, and strongest of the three, and most importantly, the future belongs to you."

"Is this a responsibility again?"

"Just let it be. Whether you like it or not, someone needs to fight against it, but I hope it's you. You are much more amazing than both of them. Betting always chooses the best one."

"Interesting, but boring."

"Sooner or later, you have to face it, even if it's really boring."

"Dirty politics."

"Who said standing in the mud isn't a hero?"

Ron paused when he left, "But who doesn't want to be a white lotus that doesn't get dirty?"

He sighed, opened the door and walked out.

"Call me when the time comes, who will let me be a good teacher."

There was a loud slap along with the sound, someone hated his stinky mouth, why ask so many questions!
(End of this chapter)