Fairy Tail: I Am the God

"Professor Dumbledore, after each reset, how did you confront the other side?"

Gray looked at Dumbledore, trying to find a starting point.

Dumbledore thought for a moment and then said:

"At the start of each battle, we try our best to pool our strength. Generally, if there are no outsiders interfering, we will choose to start the war in the fourth year. Before that, we will be in a period of infiltration and accumulation!"

Without Grédo needing to think, he knew that the "external force" Dumbledore was referring to was the reincarnators from the Main God Space who came to carry out their reincarnation missions.

Judging from this, Dumbledore and the new Voldemort have clearly developed some kind of tacit understanding through their constant battles.

For Dumbledore, he could coordinate all available resources over three or four years to give Harry and the others room to grow.

At the same time, for the new Voldemort's side, Dumbledore's mobilization of forces also gave them a good opportunity to annihilate all the characters in the story.

Gray has reason to believe this is a win-win situation.

Dumbledore and the new Voldemort both got what they wanted here; now it's a matter of who has the bigger fist.

"No, based on the results of ten resets, it is clear that Dumbledore's chances of winning three years later are much smaller than the new Voldemort's."

Even with my involvement, I'm afraid we won't be able to turn the tide in the final battle unless we make some changes! Hmm, if that's the case, it seems I need to plan carefully!

A thoughtful look flashed in Gray's eyes. After a long while, he raised his head and spoke to Dumbledore:

"I've decided to take the initiative and stir up this mess. Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Excuse me for being frank, but I've tried that before, and it didn't work well!"

Dumbledore neither refused nor showed any approval.

Gray shook his head slightly and said affirmatively:

"It will take Harry and the others at least a decade to grow up. Forget about your teamwork and the so-called time spent in battle."

Trust me, strike first and you'll have the upper hand; we'll turn the tables and take control!

What we need to do now is clip their wings to increase our chances of winning! So, tell me the list of people you have in your possession!

"How about Azkaban?"

Dumbledore thought for a moment and then spoke to Gray.

"Can……".

Chapter 275. Words are useless; action is suffice. (Fifth update)

Azkaban, in the Harry Potter world, is a place specifically used to imprison evil wizards.

In the wizarding world, there is no such thing as the death penalty; the worst punishment is being imprisoned and subjected to the bites of Dementors.

The number of prisoners held in Azkaban is at least several hundred.

Even if they weren't the wizards imprisoned here, they were all Voldemort's henchmen.

But if the other side raises its arms and calls, this place will definitely be the most ideal recruitment site for Voldemort's side.

"You've decided to go to Azkaban?!"

Seeing that Grey was somewhat tempted, Dumbledore spoke in a heavy tone:

"Throughout the wars, I've developed a tacit understanding with Voldemort that I won't go to Azkaban or the homes of those Death Eaters to capture and control them."

Similarly, Voldemort won't send additional men to deal with me or other Order of the Phoenix members before the war begins! And you've thought this through: once you make a move, it means war is about to break out!

Grey chuckled dismissively, looked at Dumbledore, and retorted:

"If we remain inactive and wait until the agreed-upon time to start the war, are you absolutely certain of victory?"

Dumbledore didn't speak, but gently shook his head.

In 24 resets, Dumbledore won more often than he lost, especially in the last ten resets, where he was thoroughly thrashed.

Seeing Dumbledore shake his head, Gray smiled easily and said:

"That's simple then. Since we're not sure about it anyway, let's try my method. With me involved, I'm sure you'll thrive!"

"You're that confident?"

Dumbledore was very curious about where Gray got the confidence to say such a certain thing.

Gray chuckled at the sound, offering no further explanation.

"I will act tonight. You can inform your people that war is coming and have them leave the Ministry of Magic and assemble at Hogwarts!"

Gray got up and walked to the liquor cabinet, took out a bottle of champagne and grape juice, and three glasses.

Hermione looked at the grape juice, then at Dumbledore beside her, hesitating for a moment before wanting to drink it.

Finally, at Gray's prompting, he picked up a cup and whispered:

"Brother Gray, I wish you success!"

Grey patted Hermione's head, thinking that the little girl was getting cuter and cuter, much better than that white-bearded old man.

Dumbledore, standing to the side, watched Grey and Hermione raise their glasses to drink, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes, before finally speaking after a long pause:

"I go with you!"

"what?"

Grey, who was drinking grape juice with Hermione, began to wonder if there was something wrong with his ears.

"I'll go with you to Azkaban. Otherwise, if you run into Voldemort, you won't be able to escape!"

Dumbledore said in a deep voice, then, under Hermione's wide eyes, picked up a glass of champagne and drank it all in one gulp.

After downing a glass of wine, a hint of nostalgia flashed across Dumbledore's face.

Gray looked at him with some surprise, and hesitated before speaking:

"You're willing to come with me! I thought I needed to get to know you better before you trusted me!"

Trust is not cheap, and it is extremely rare.

Dumbledore made a pointed remark, then changed his tone and said casually:

“But I’m not afraid of death, am I? I can prove what I’m saying with a single death.”

In this world of endless resets, even Dumbledore himself doesn't know how many times he's been reset.

If we're talking about people who aren't afraid of death, the white-bearded old man is definitely one of them. After all, death is just a cycle that will pass in the blink of an eye for him.

Grey and Hermione exchanged a glance, both admiring the old man before them.

Unfortunately, after admiring him, Gray still had some hesitation.

Dumbledore could use an infinite reset to identify who was trustworthy, but Grey did not have this ability.

Just like Dumbledore, who doesn't trust Grey at this moment.

In fact, Gray didn't trust Dumbledore either, because trust is truly a rare thing.

"Professor, there are some things you may not like to hear, but how can I be sure that through countless resets, you have only developed an understanding with the new Voldemort, rather than completely siding with him?"

Gray's words were already a questioning of Dumbledore.

Hermione's eyes widened instinctively, while Grey smiled and explained:

"If, as we have analyzed, Voldemort has been replaced by that reincarnator, then that reincarnator should be able to leave. Professor, you once told me that you wanted to break this cycle."

So here's the question: Is it possible that person has already contacted you and promised to help you break the endless cycle of reincarnation in this world, in exchange for your help?

Regardless of the circumstances, Grey will do everything in his power to prevent the enemy from taking over Hogwarts, all for the sake of his mission.

However, this does not mean that Dumbledore, who represents Hogwarts, can be trusted completely.

These days, it's all too common for brothers to stab each other in the back.

"Hearing your words, I am even more certain that you have brought about change."

Faced with this suspicion, Dumbledore did not fly into a rage, but instead smiled and said:

Want to see my sincerity?

"Sincerity!?"

Gray was puzzled, wondering what Dumbledore was up to.

Dumbledore smiled slightly, and suddenly a bright light shone from outside the door, and a scorching heat rushed in.

The next second, a burning fire phoenix broke through the magical seals and smashed through the gates of Grey's defensive magic.

"Fox!"

Upon seeing the fire phoenix, Gray frowned slightly.

Dumbledore slowly extended his hand, letting Fawkes land on his wrist, and said:

"An outsider once told me that might makes right. If you're willing, I can spar with you a few times and let you feel my sincerity!"

His calm words carried a strong sense of self-confidence.

Dumbledore's meaning was clear: You doubt me? Then go out and try it out.

After all, it's hard to convince people with just a few words.