Daily News: The Prophet of Hogwarts

Chapter 290 The news is getting more and more outrageous.

"Please, please let us meet with Mr. Ryan. We have something very important to discuss!"

Officials from the Ministry of Magic in various regions, holding communicators, called in one after another to contact Karkaroff.

Throughout the day, Karkaroff was bombarded with calls from officials at all levels and from all over the country. Without exception, every single one of them wanted to meet with Ryan.

Although no specific reasons were given, Karkaroff could easily guess the reason for the meeting: to get Ryan, the most prominent figure in the new generation of wizards, to step forward and support them in order to quell the wizarding unrest in their territory to some extent.

If possible, Karkaroff would naturally be willing to act as the middleman and act as a go-between, so that once the problem is solved, he himself will also gain some prestige.

The problem is that Karkarov simply doesn't have the face to make that request, nor does he dare to.

He was certain that if either Dumbledore or Nico believed this was the right time for Ryan to step in and quell the unrest, then given the abilities Ryan had demonstrated in his previous performances, suppressing the turmoil in Europe would be a piece of cake.

However, since these important figures who could truly determine the future of wizards in the magical world remained inactive, Karkaroff naturally couldn't be the one to take the lead.

He turned down each of his "good friends" who called him, repeatedly emphasizing that he didn't have the face to do so. At the same time, he told them that Ryan was going to visit other magic schools, and they could try to get in touch with the headmasters of those schools to see if they could meet them. But he himself was powerless to do so.

He then casually mentioned, as if nothing had happened, that a performance had been held in Durmstrang, and that the performance had been so successful that it shook the world.

Although he refused to say what kind of performance it was, all the young wizards and other professors watched the whole thing. These young wizards all had families and friends, and the professors also had complex social relationships.

In just one day, the story of Ryan commanding an army of alchemical golems in a military exercise in Durmstrang had split into more than a dozen versions, each more terrifying than the last.

The first version is the closest to the normal version. It is a certification of the alchemical golems' combat power made by Professor Durmstrang himself. He claimed that these golems used only for exercises had the combat power to overturn a regional Ministry of Magic, and these golems were named mass-produced war golems.

The professor said all he wanted to say, but what he said sparked a lot of speculation among the Ministry of Magic officials who heard it—mass production! Did this mean that many of these alchemical golems could be produced?

They all remembered that when they bought their communicators, the salesperson told them that the reason the price was so low was because ordinary quality communicators were mass-produced and could be made in large quantities in a short period of time.

The most outrageous version—well, it came from a young wizard, one of the members who was terrified by the exercise. In a panic, he wrote to his parents that aliens had invaded Earth! They were giant metallic creatures! These metallic creatures were ruthless killers, capable of turning solid bunkers into dust in the blink of an eye, reducing towering castles to ruins, and killing any living being that saw them in a short time.

In a desperate and terrified tone, the young wizard wrote in the letter: Durmstrang is finished! Wizards are finished!

The young wizard vented his emotions, but his father was in a panic, rushing to Durmstrang at the risk of having his memories erased.

"We're not going to alter memories anymore. Everyone is welcome to visit Durmstrang. Don't worry."

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Krum greeted the worried father in a deep, resonant voice.

He had a bit of a cold, but he didn't know if it was from his body or his mind.

"Oh no, how could this happen?"

The students' parents were bewildered. How could a custom that had lasted for thousands of years be changed so easily?

Krum said, "Because—Mr. Lane thought it was a very bad custom and suggested that the headmaster change it. The headmaster humbly accepted Mr. Lane's suggestion and agreed. From then on, everyone can visit Durmstrang without worrying about their memories being erased."

"That's wonderful." After confirming his child was safe, the student's father walked out of Durmstrang's main gate for the first time. A split second before Apparating, he looked back at the castle standing between the mountains: "Everything is getting better! Even Durmstrang is open to visitors now! If only the Ministry of Magic would be a little more responsible, all the wealth my ancestors accumulated—"

He wept uncontrollably as he left.

A specially reserved lounge houses Durmstrang's most distinguished guests.

Ryan scribbled and drew on the manuscript, using a little trick to let his perception penetrate deep into the structure of Durmstrang Castle, constantly peeling away and repeating the spell of existence.

At the same time, he is also waiting, waiting for the avalanche that was predicted to occur this afternoon.

The parable of Krum falling off his flying broomstick yesterday is clearly no longer valid, as Krum spent the entire day in shock.

Ryan asked him last night if he had any training plans yesterday, and Krum nodded, but those plans were replaced by watching a show.

Time flies, especially when people are focused.

A small avalanche, like the mountains cheering for yesterday's performance, swept down with snowflakes, like a jade dragon emerging from the mountains, rushing for miles.

"They're really on time—"

Ryan looked at the time he had recorded, and it was exactly the same as the time given in the intelligence.

"Perhaps it's because my actions didn't affect the avalanche? But Krum's training was indeed canceled because of me."

"Perhaps it's because the intelligence reports only cover normal times when I wasn't involved?"

Ryan shook his head; that explanation wasn't accurate.

Even if he was not fully aware of the situation in the original work, he could be certain that the giant bat he encountered near the Eiffel Tower did not appear in the original work, and the dark future mentioned in the intelligence did not appear.

Therefore, the intelligence information cannot be simply summarized using the normal timeline without his involvement.

"The sample size is still too small—I can't draw any valid conclusions."

If it weren't for the darkness mentioned in the intelligence, he might have thought that because the original work focused on Hogwarts, it neglected the development of the magical world in other places. In that case, things like the Sword of Slaughter and the giant bats above the Eiffel Tower could be explained quite well.

However, the robbery of Gringotts and the looming dark future behind it cannot be explained by this perspective.

"Forget it, let's just improve our wizard tower. As long as our fists are big enough, we can solve whatever this is."

Driven by his obsession with power, Lane, as always, disregarded Dumbledore's prized "love magic" and continued his research.