After Tommy Romney reminded all Magic Association employees through the magic broadcast, he has been hiding in the innermost corner of the office of the President of the American Magical Association, farthest from the windows.

After the initial bravery and fearlessness burst out with anger, fear and helplessness came like a tide.

What kind of magic is this?

What happened to my father?

Who did it?

How did they do that?

Why does this happen?

Question after question was like thunder hammering into the hearts of Tommy Romney and other wizards who witnessed this "miracle".

The answer to every question is so disappointing.

They seemed to have returned hundreds of years ago, to the Dark Middle Ages, to the time when the ancestors of wizards were hunted by Muggles——

No, it's even scarier than that time.

At that time, their enemies were Muggles. They could touch and see their enemies clearly. They knew that their enemies held pitchforks, hoes and torches, but now -

They don't know who their enemy is, they don't know what methods their enemy uses, and they don't know what their enemy's purpose is.

It's like... the moon, high in the sky, like the night... boundless despair.

Tommy Romney hugged his head and huddled in the corner, shaking all over.

"A miracle!"

When "Gellert Grindelwald" took a step forward and announced to all the wizards present, the entire tavern hidden underground suddenly shook, as if it was at the center of a huge earthquake.

The bottom they were standing on, the pub they were in, was like an elevator in the Muggle world, carrying them upwards slowly.

The streets and buildings composed of soil, cement, and bricks hanging over their heads seemed like two pieces of a puzzle pieced together, or two building blocks frozen in ice crystals——

The space above their heads was divided into two halves, slowly opening and closing to the left and right, revealing the quiet streets in the middle of the night, revealing the silent night sky, and also revealing -

The extremely weird moon.

"This...this, what is going on?" The old wizards who were invited into this underground tavern by Wenda Rosier as soon as night fell have never experienced the chaos in the initial stage of moonlight. Look at

He saw the strange moon hanging in the sky, and was caught in the chilling moonlight like a fish, slowly flying towards the moon.

"The moonlight is beautiful, look up..." The old wizards who were the first to be curious and the first to look up suddenly looked strange and began to mutter inexplicably.

"Look at me, don't look at the moon."

"Gellert Grindelwald" suddenly shouted.

"Ah!" the wizards exclaimed——

Time was like water, and all the wizards present felt a little strange at that moment.

It was as if I was a fallen leaf or a duckweed in the tumbling river. I could only sink and rot along the direction of the river without any resistance.

Suddenly, for a moment, the majestic river was stopped and flowed slightly back in the opposite direction.

All wizards have a sense of confusion and unreality.

They began to look around in confusion, observing their surroundings——

Just now...it seemed like time went back?

"Look at me, don't look at the moon!"

The roar of "Gellert Grindelwald" came again.

Their eyes fell on "Gellert Grindelwald" invariably.

"ah--"

Many wizards couldn't control themselves and shouted out again.

Even Wenda Rosier couldn't help but cover her mouth when she looked at "Gellert Grindelwald", looking very shocked.

They saw "Gellert Grindelwald"...or "Tiera", or "the moon".

They saw a very strange scene, or in other words, they saw "Gellert Grindelwald" turned into a very weird conceptual collection——

They also saw a middle-aged man with heterochromatic eyes where "Gellert Grindelwald" was. The middle-aged man was flamboyant, confident, and arrogant. He was full of majesty, as if he just stood there.

The center of everything, generally.

I also saw an Asian boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. The boy's right eye was a golden hourglass that kept rotating, and his right hand was a bone arm that kept burning golden-red flames. He always had that look on his face.

The gentle and cruel smile seems to be laughing at their stupidity, their ugliness, their greed...it seems to be laughing at all their weaknesses.

And then...a calm moon.

It was a moon that couldn't be more peaceful, but it exuded a disgusting feeling. Just by staring at it, you could feel the palpitating chaos deep in your heart.

"Gellert Grindelwald", "Tiera", and "Chaos Full Moon" are gathered together in a wonderful state——

It is not aggregation, splicing or stitching in any real sense, but a certain conceptual connection that makes everyone feel that the "Gellert Grindelwald" in front of them is both "Tiera" and "Chaos Full Moon".

"The first lesson after becoming a god, my comrades." Gellert Grindelwald spoke slowly, as if he was a long-standing professor explaining knowledge points to his students, preaching and solving their doubts.

The voice said, "The best demonstration of the three-dimensional theory of magic is through the ritual of becoming a god."

"The Holy Father, representing the supreme spiritual dimension, is the first and easiest anchor to pass through the spiritual world in the ritual of becoming a god...such as stories, legends, a mature theory and a theory recognized by most people.

The part that is returned by backup of one or more copies of memory."

Gellert Grindelwald said alone.

"The Holy Son," Tiera said with a smile, "represents the material dimension of the basic composition. This is the part that needs to be specially refined through alchemy. To walk the path of becoming a god and return requires a strong and solid material dimension...

...Or in other words, the original template of your artificial life form is the best anchor for your material dimension."

"Holy Spirit." A disembodied voice suddenly appeared in everyone's heart, "The source of magical power is also the spiritual dimension in the three-dimensional theory of magic. The anchoring of the spiritual dimension is more difficult. Theoretically speaking, as long as the anchoring of the material dimension and

The anchoring of the spiritual dimension is stable, allowing the material and spiritual dimensions to successfully return, and the spiritual dimension will automatically return as the last side of the magic three-dimensional triangle..."

These are relatively reliable and popular godhood rituals calculated by Tiera, Nicoléme and others based on their own godhood rituals and Hathaway Romanoff's godhood ritual.

Theoretical steps——

In fact, the old method of Grindelwald and Hermes was the safest. Refining a Holy Son, giving him a relatively free humanity, letting him go through the ceremony of becoming a god by himself, and waiting until the Holy Son returns for the first time.

At that time, he replaced the fused Holy Son with himself, thus making the second leap.

But after thinking about it, neither Dumbledore nor Nicoléme agreed with this method. In order to prevent the problem from going back to the ethical issues of artificial life forms, Tiera had to further improve the old god-making ceremony.

improvement——

Although you still need to refine an artificial life form, you can integrate your soul with the artificial life form while maintaining the activity of your original body, thereby establishing an extremely stable anchor in the material dimension.

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