A Magical Hogwarts

U.S,

Magical Capitol Building.

William did not expect that not long after he left, he would come back here again.

However, he also changed his body, from Professor Ilvermorny who "looks like Stark" to a brave man who "catches the leader of the purgers"

Although the leader was young and looked like a child, no one would really treat him as a child due to his deceitful abilities.

William and Hermione sat in the interrogation room, with Auror guards at the door.

William cast a spell that blocked the sound to prevent the Aurors from eavesdropping.

Then he talked to Hermione about what Tom had told him just now.

Leaving aside the purpose of Tom's going to prison, Hermione was more concerned about the so-called "exposure plan for the magical world".

"Magical power enough to destroy New York in an instant?" Hermione hesitated. "Is there such a powerful magic?"

If it was a Muggle nuke, she still believed it, but magical power...

"Back then, Grindelwald used a fiery spell that almost destroyed Paris." William whispered.

"But at the end of the day, it's Grindelwald, not the Fiery Spell.

A random wizard can destroy the entire community with the Fiery Fire Spell, which is already considered powerful. "

William's meaning is obvious:

He doesn't think that there are wizards of Grindelwald's level in the small purger organization.

Such a genius, once in a century.

If there is such an existence among the purgers, there is no need to hide it at all, and they will directly play the banner and start to stir up trouble in the United States.

So, what does Tom mean by the magical power that "can destroy New York in an instant"?

The discussion between the two was unsuccessful, and the interrogation next door was over.

Auror Chief of Staff Pete Picquili, walks into the interrogation room.

That's right, this man is Mela Picquili's biological father.

Meera had just said hello several times... With this relationship, neither William nor Hermione would be able to get in trouble.

It is even less likely that, like Newt, the first time he came to New York, he was caught by Grindelwald disguised as Graves, and then tried.

And be jealously asked:

"Why does Dumbledore like you so much?"

However, if Pete really wanted to ask, he would probably have to ask:

"Why does my daughter Mela like you so much?!"

Peter didn't ask, he looked at the two and said:

"Thank you two for catching that wizard, he's very dangerous."

William nodded humbly, thinking it was a trivial matter.

Pete looked at William and said cautiously:

"Do you know his origin, professor? Is he a student of Ilvermorny?"

William shook his head and said, "No, I remember all the students in the school, but there is absolutely no him."

Pete sighed, and he didn't think this existence...would be a student.

The clue is cut off.

Veritaserum can indeed be used, but it is not a panacea.

A skilled user of Occlumency can resist the effects of Veritaserum and tell some lies.

"But..." William suddenly said, "I suggest you negotiate with Hogwarts.

Those wonderful and powerful students are generally cultivated by Hogwarts.

You see Dumbledore, Voldemort, Newt Scamander..."

Pete: "..."

Good guy... Sure enough, my colleagues are enemies.

This began to spare no effort to hack Hogwarts.

"Are you going to put him in jail?" Hermione whispered.

"Yes, he will be imprisoned, miss." Pete assured:

"He's going to be in an Appalachian prison and never get out."

That year, the Magical Congress first settled in the Appalachian Mountains and built defensive buildings.

However, due to the poor geographical location, the Magical Congress decided to relocate again.

And the old site couldn't be left alone, so it was recycled and transformed into a magic prison.

But since Pete wanted to throw Tom in prison, his plan was basically successful.

At this moment, there were hurried footsteps at the door, and Meera ran over.

Pete narrowed his eyes and said sternly:

"Miss Picquilly, how many times have I said, don't break in during the trial.

You're not an Auror in the Auror Office now, you're the Magical Security Office..."

But Mela looked a little flustered, and she stammered and interrupted:

"Dad, Lucas... is missing."

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in a huge room,

A man walked in.

Carrying the latest prey, he walked towards the study, and finally stopped in front of the large painting of "Salem Witch Trials".

There are twenty girls in the painting, who are being tried, and even the fear on their faces is vivid.

He stood there, admiring it for a long time, and every expression made him feel happy.

After an unknown amount of time, the man stretched out his palm and tapped the right side of the large frame with his wand.

The oil painting is turned into the wall, moving around a central pivot like a revolving door.

Secret door!

The prey twisted desperately, but the man's hand grabbed the prey like pincers and stepped into the dark room behind the canvas.

The room looks unremarkable: bookshelves, tables, chairs, and a few odds and ends.

Here, however, is only a small part of the dark room.

There is another considerable space, separated by him with the Traceless Stretching Charm, to store prey exclusively.

Those small cages are also specially arranged with defensive magic to prevent the prey from escaping.

After putting the newly caught prey into the cage, the man began to make "weapons".

He took a prey that had been stored for many days out of the cage and trapped it on the operating table with magic.

After a period of training, this prey has completed the necessary conditions for the breeding ground:

Full of despair, fear, and... hatred.

Nice, nice look.

The man smiled with satisfaction.

This means... the prey can be "transformed".

After he cleaned his hands, he began to prepare.

Two vials of special potion reagents:

One bottle for pain; one bottle for hatred in prey.

A quill made of crow feathers, a silver tray, and three shimmering candles around a copper bowl.

In a small bowl made of pure copper, there was an inch of liquid.

Unicorn blood.

The blood is silver-white.

With everything in place, he put all these necessities on display on a side table.

The man walked to the shelf, removed an ivory box, returned to the side table, and put it among the other items.

He opened the lid and admired the "treasure" inside.

It is also by far the most powerful force in the wizarding world:

It was a small black oily mass that beat, swirled, hissed rhythmically, and released a turbulent energy.

The man stared at it obsessively, but unfortunately he could use this power, but he couldn't really master it.

But there is no need to be demanding, even if it is, it will be enough for him to destroy New York and expose the wizarding world.

He put the mass on a thick piece of vellum.

This unicorn calf was peeled from a dead unicorn with his own hands.

Following the way the man told him, the unicorn had to die a pure natural death, without the slightest killing.

Only this kind of thing can store that black mass.

The man finally raised his wand and started muttering a spell, and the black mass appeared on the prey's forehead.

He is very skilled in this training technique, and it only takes a few days to catalyze it, and he can once again generate a powerful "power".

Under the special dim blue light in the basement, everything seemed so orderly and terrifying.

After the spell was over, he carefully poured the blood from silver to black and red into a glass bottle.

The man picked up the quill, pressed his left hand on the vellum, dipped the tip of the pen in blood, and carefully touched the prey's forehead.

The prey shuddered violently and let out a horrified roar, which seemed extremely painful.

And the black mass also slowly entered the opponent's body.

Soon, the prey stopped shaking, and the black substance seemed to fill his chest.

The man smiled with satisfaction.

He has made a lot of these weapons.

These powerful magical powers, once fully erupted... can instantly destroy the Magic Congress and the entire New York.

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He was thinking about the whole plan, whether there were any mistakes or omissions.

Since the news just came, that person has been arrested, the risk of the plan will be exposed at any time.

He should pick up the pace.

Sitting at the table, the man thought to himself:

"One day wizards will appreciate what I've done, and Muggles will appreciate what I've done.

I am the savior.

I am a god.

I am the gateway to the post-wizard era. "

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