Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

"Macvin!"

"Hi! Francie, I didn't expect you to come too."

"Yuna, how long has it been since we last met? Three years?"

More and more wizards came to Godric's Hollow, and they began to greet each other. Familiar people greeted each other, and wizards began to form small groups.

The Muggles living in the small town began to close the windows, draw the curtains, and turn off the lights in the bedrooms. It seemed that they all remembered that there were important things to do tomorrow and they should go to bed early today.

The wizards were not worried that they would be exposed. As the inviter, Dumbledore must have handled everything well. He was the most powerful white wizard.

And they don't need to hide themselves, because they are not Death Eaters. There are many pure-blood wizards who came, some who were neutral back then, some who are very active now, some who once turned to Voldemort and then cleared their name, and even some who are firmly committed to the Order of the Phoenix. .

Everyone looked at each other and realized that this seemed to be a pure-blood gathering, regardless of camp.

Those who come here are all wizards who can be called pure blood, have certain connections in the magic world, and are eloquent.

They talked in twos and threes, pretending to be elegant, and walked towards the brightest house in the town, Dumbledore's former residence.

………………

on the mountains.

Ciel, Dumbledore, and Nicolas Flamel quietly watched more and more wizards in the town.

"You really believe me."

Ciel said softly.

Not long ago, Dumbledore and Charles confessed a lot of things. Although Charles immediately changed his plan, how much did he believe Dumbledore?

Ciel himself wasn't sure.

But what he was sure of was that what Dumbledore said did not conflict with his goals. He decided to take it one step at a time.

But for now, Dumbledore seems believable.

Unless he is planning to surround and kill him with these pure-blood wizards, if that's the case... then there will be a river of blood tonight.

In order to convince these guys, Charles made a lot of preparations, and he was not afraid of the battle at all.

If Dumbledore also takes action, he will also use the last of his transformation skills and turn the entire Godric's Hollow into a battlefield.

Hope not so.

"I need to prepare some..."

"Is it this one?"

Dumbledore handed Charles a compass.

Charles took over the compass, and Dumbledore's credibility was greatly increased again.

The compass is a core of war magic.

Duel arena.

War magic is actually not an accurate classification of magic, just like witch's magic, fairy tale magic and so on.

It is a noun. Any magic that can play a role in war and is very suitable for war can be called war magic.

Naturally, there are also large war magic and small war magic.

Char is not a war magician nor does he know it.

He has also played through the plot of Witch Empire many times. Although there was help from players at that time, war magic was also indispensable.

Just because players are more aggressive and prefer to attack, most war magics are magic suitable for players to use.

For example, there is a duel field magic circle that can prohibit apparation and space transfer in a large area.

It is composed of seventeen nodes and requires seventeen souls as sacrifices at the nodes. Souls with magical powers are the best, followed by ordinary people and finally animals.

When players are fighting against the Witch Empire, they like to directly enter the duel arena, regardless of whether they can win or not. Players are not afraid of death anyway.

Circle the venue, no one can leave today.

Naturally, we will need to use this next thing.

Ciel originally wanted to arrange it himself. He had even caught enough small animals in the fairy tale world... but he didn't expect that Dumbledore had already arranged it.

Most people don't know how to use war magic, at least Dumbledore shouldn't know it.

He knew about this magic, which meant that he basically didn't lie. He did have a false dream about the Witch Empire.

“Very well prepared.”

Ciel smiled.

"As people get older, they like to think things over."

"Then leave it to me."

Ciel looked at Nicoléme.

Tonight, the legendary alchemist who is about to be buried will also help.

Seeing him, Ciel basically knew why he appeared in the Game of the Brave not long ago. It seemed that it was Dumbledore's fault.

Maybe it's to adapt to the future, maybe it's to change a bad time point or something.

Maybe that dream was the work of Nicoléme.

But that's okay.

Ciel's eyes drooped slightly. What gave him all this confidence naturally came from himself. He believed in his own strength.

He may not be able to fight against everything now, but he is strong enough, and in the near future, he will still reach his true peak again.

At that time, everything was no longer a problem.

This is the magical world, a world with magic. Everything must eventually surrender to magic.

The soil under Ciel's feet moved automatically in the absence of wind, as if it was caught in a hurricane, and began to slowly float up from the ground, hovering gently.

"boom!"

Countless smoke spread out from Ciel's body, instantly making the air look like sea water contaminated by ink.

The hurricane was getting stronger and stronger, and Charles was the center of the tornado. Countless black smoke was like silk and like obsidian crystal particles, rotating rapidly around him, so fast that it was even blurry to the point of being unclear.

Then, with a bang, Ciel completely disappeared, and thick darkness rose into the sky. Then, at the moment when he seemed to be about to reach the edge of the stars, he suddenly fell again.

He ran towards the brightest house in the town.

………………

Qiwei and Lucius, who had received the invitation, naturally came. They kept a low profile and did not contact the potential Death Eater lunatics who responded to them. They pretended to be ordinary pure bloods and sneaked in as if nothing had happened.

However, no matter how calm Qiwei was, the mark of his former Death Eater camp could not be washed away, and the matter of his child Felix could not be ignored.

There is not much news in the wizarding world, especially things related to pure bloods. The youngest son of the Prewett family, Felix, had a serious magical accident at Hogwarts, and it was almost impossible to hide it.

everybody knows.

So soon, Qiwei and Lucius heard a voice that was not friendly and obviously looking at a joke.

"Qiwei, I didn't expect to see you here. What a surprise. I thought you would be hiding in the hospital with poor little Felix. To be honest, I know some old magic can cure amnesia. Maybe You should try it."

"Oh, my bad."

"I have forgotten that you are even afraid of Dumbledore, and you will definitely not dare to try magic that you have never seen before."

Qiwei looked at the visitor with a cold expression.

He was a man from the Yaxley family, a typical member of the Death Eater camp, and one of the people who responded to him not long ago.

But obviously, Qiwei did not respond after receiving the reply, and was regarded as a coward by these people. Everyone also vaguely knew the truth that Felix was harmed by a mixed-blood and was sent to the hospital. Although Dumbledore came forward, it seemed that This matter has been settled, but the purebloods will definitely not accept it.

Especially Yaxley, a pureblood with Death Eater tendencies like Prewett.

Therefore, Qiwei's actions were seen by them as a sign of fear of Dumbledore, a sign of cowardice, and a sign of betrayal. Naturally, they felt very unhappy with him now.