Hogwarts: Dirge of Magic

peninsula of england

It is located more than 100 kilometers southwest of London, England.

Wiltshire

salisbury plain

The sun was setting, and the dim red sunlight dyed the green grass red.

Even though international storms are coming, British youths who have not yet been involved in the quagmire of war still have their hearts attached to landscapes.

In other words, a group of Muggles are traveling here in a group.

For some towering boulders stand in a ring among the green fields.

This is the most famous and mysterious prehistoric site in the British Isles - Stonehenge.

Now they are constantly posing in front of the boulders, or chasing each other like childish ghosts playing hide and seek among the boulders.

"what--"

Suddenly, a woman's shrill scream made the frolicking crowd shudder.

"Hey - it's so late, you should go to rest."

A tall and thin wizard wearing a black wizard robe sighed and murmured in a low voice.

"Hey! You..." A boy who heard the sound saw the girl he liked lying limply on the ground, and couldn't help scolding fiercely.

However, he didn't finish his sentence, and only saw the man in front of him help his bowler hat.

"Beautiful blue eyes..."

This idea appeared in my heart, and a sense of powerlessness and lethargy instantly oppressed my reason.

Before the boy fell, the corner of his eye swept behind him, and his companions also fell one after another.

"Who the hell is he?!"

...

Wan Lai was silent.

Several Muggles fell to the ground in front of the male wizard.

It wasn't like him to be indifferent, because he was a wizard who respected and protected the Muggle community.

Snapped--

An air blast suddenly broke the tranquility of the scene.

"Albus, are we really going to give them up?"

A hale and hearty old man asked with a hoarse voice, but his limbs were as dry as dry branches.

"Niko... we have no choice but to fight for that glimmer of hope."

The tall and thin wizard, that is, Albus Dumbledore, answered the old man Nicole Flamel with a slightly trembling voice.

"Then do you think you can succeed?"

Nicole Flamel waved his wand tremblingly with his frail arm.

In Stonehenge, the Muggles who fell on the ground dangled one after another and got up from the ground.

Lined up in a row and staggered towards their station wagon.

"If you do it, you may not be successful, but if you don't do it, you will definitely fail!"

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a while.

Nicole Flamel: "Then let's get started. Follow the plan. I'm in charge of colluding with the magic circle. You will guide the wraith to cut off its connection with Gellert."

"By the way, I have another question." Nicole Flamel said with a strange expression, "Your disciple Sifer Kerwin, do you know that you plotted him to break the seal?"

"I..." As soon as Dumbledore opened his mouth, Nicol interrupted.

"I don't believe that you will let the relics of the former vice-principal Brant kid stay there intact."

Dumbledore smiled wryly in his heart, he had indeed forgotten, but after he discovered something wrong with Elise, he arranged the next action.

Otherwise, at the very beginning, that is, when Alice was not completely parasitized.

All you need is to let Phoenix Fox spit out a mouthful of nirvana fire, and the lingering demon eggs in the photo will be completely wiped out.

"Albus, I have hesitated again and again, but I still want to ask you once."

"You worked so hard to activate Stonehenge, is it really to fight for that chance of survival, not to see the sober Gellert for the last time?"

The scene was silent, and Dumbledore spoke as if he was awake when he knew a breeze was blowing the brim of his hat.

"I would even sacrifice my own life for the greater good."

...

Nicole Flamel and Dumbledore are not stationed on the border of their own country, but appear in the British interior.

This matter is an irrational thing in the current situation.

But Dumbledore convinced Nicole Flamel, a centuries-old man, to go 'mad' with him.

It is Stonehenge in front of you - Salisbury Stone Circle.

This is the most commonly used title in Muggle circles.

In the wizarding world, they usually use an unpopular name for Muggles-the Temple of the Sun!

Since the Holy Demon War, the holy religion and the demon civilization have been intertwined and buried together.

It is also abandoned by wizards.

The Muggles came to study after learning, and even ridiculously proposed that this is the proof of the ancestors' study of astronomy...

In fact, these boulders are not purely human products.

It is a stone formed by the power of faith in the holy kingdom of heaven.

One of their high priests brought them out of heaven.

The Sun Temple was established in the human world, and it should be a building constructed by the materialization of magic power.

But now only the foundation is left, that is, a few boulders placed inexplicably.

Its function is also very single, which is to attract souls.

In the past, every believer who believed in the holy religion needed to let the holy father guide his soul after his death, or the believer came to the church of the holy religion to die.

His soul can be turned into a heroic spirit to go to the heaven of the Holy Cult.

And having the Sun Temple is like having a small underworld.

All unclaimed souls in the entire world are attracted to it.

As long as you believe in the holy religion, no matter where you are, you will be attracted here, and you can go to heaven after baptism.

And now, what Dumbledore has to do.

It is to build a temporary Sun Temple with the backing of the Philosopher's Stone and Nicole Flamel, whose magic power is close to infinity. At least, he must also build a projection of the Sun Temple.

Only in this way can he guide the unwilling souls of those soldiers who died on the European battlefield.

Collect them and group them together.

When reaching a certain gate value, send them over Nurmengard, Austria.

Unwilling ghosts will be turned into redundant information, cutting off a mysterious connection, so that Grindelwald can be temporarily freed from its control.

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Even if we were there... even with the best ending... Grindelwald would still end up haunting us.

You will still die on the battlefield as you do now...

Forgive me... for not being able to fight alongside you.

Dumbledore took off his hat and mourned the soldiers who shed blood on the European battlefield.

"Albus... when do we start?"

Nico Flamel turned around and saw that Dumbledore's eyes were full of tears. He let out a long sigh and the corners of his mouth twitched. After all, he didn't say anything to comfort him. Dumbledore had better come out by himself.

The ending of the upcoming war was prophesied in his house.

Whether he and Dumbledore intervened in this war could not influence the balance of victory at all.

On the contrary, due to their entry, nearly a million soldiers will be completely buried on the battlefield.

They didn't participate, and Grindelwald was timid, but hundreds of thousands of fighters survived.

"Not yet..."

Dumbledore wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and took out a round locket from his arms.

Above is an empty cozy cabin. The girl who should be sitting on the bed has not returned after going out.

"Ariana..."