Daily News: The Prophet of Hogwarts

Chapter 333 The Superposition Curse

In Hogwarts Castle and other wizarding towers, wizards who had been knocked offline by Voldemort suddenly opened their eyes from their hibernation pods, feeling as if they had lost some memories and wondering why they had suddenly woken up when they were clearly piloting alchemical golems.

George jumped out: "Hey, guess what? I survived Voldemort's Killing Curse!"

"That's all thanks to Senior Ryan. We didn't really face Voldemort head-on."

Because of his overly aggressive close-quarters combat at the forefront, Neville became Voldemort's primary target. Although he managed to slap Voldemort twice, he was sent back.

He was still in the mindset of charging forward before George spoke, only remembering a flash of green light, and then he lost his memory.

He also discovered that his memories of entering the golem were fragmented; he could only recall scattered pieces.

He said with frustration, "I can't use the Power Spell on the Alchemist Golem, otherwise I could have given Voldemort an even bigger slap."

After he finished speaking, he stared blankly at the hibernation pod, seemingly deep in thought. His youthful face held a mixture of longing, hope, and unease, as if he were facing the final reward but dared not step forward, fearing a trap.

Above the pyramids.

Reporters hiding behind the real battlefield felt a chill run down their spines at the sight of the war golem's formidable fighting power and its methods of reaping lives like the Grim Reaper.

"How terrifying are mass-produced war golems?!"

Especially the journalists from the Bald Eagle family, who were watching everything from the transport plane as war correspondents for the Bald Eagle fleet that had once fought against this wizarding army.

They naturally knew just how formidable this wizard army was; their elusive and unpredictable movements alone were a nightmare for all the Bald Eagle soldiers.

However, the alchemical golem in front of them did not use the countermeasures that Julia and Nava had mentioned. It blocked the magical attacks time and time again with the various alchemical symbols on its body!

Furthermore, since the golem is made entirely of metal, it naturally possesses strong physical protection capabilities, and as rational adults, they wouldn't fantasize that a golem could be destroyed simply by the propulsion of a firearm bullet.

"It requires a large amount of explosives—and the missile must hit precisely."

In addition to journalists, there were also strategic analysts accompanying the war golem, who estimated its strategic capabilities by assessing the war golem's demonstrated abilities.

The more they calculated, the more terrified they became.

Of course, what terrified them the most was the appearance of the golem.

One or two thousand golems were contained in a tiny package! And yet, these killing weapons could be unleashed!

You should know! Wizards possess the ability to appear anywhere at any time!

Once the two are combined, it means that an elite army can suppress all existing army man-made armies and can appear at any time in any heavily guarded place, whether it is a specific location or an army camp!

This also means that, if the wizards wanted to, they could take down a country's capital in a very short time!

How can this be allowed! How can this be permitted!

At that moment, countless officials in various regions who received the report voiced their anger and skepticism from the depths of their hearts.

This has nothing to do with country, region, or race; it's simply the unwillingness to accept that one's safety is in the hands of someone else.

The wise discover and accept this, and then consider how to develop together with the wizarding world.

The terrified men gave up resisting and obediently followed the orders of their leaders.

The ambitious kept their ambitions hidden, waiting for the wizards to show signs of weakness. They didn't believe, nor were they willing to believe, that wizards had no weaknesses—originally they had discovered that the wizard population was small, but now it seemed that the population wasn't necessarily small, and even...

A small population is not a factor that restricts wizards.

What happened next surprised the reporters and those watching from behind—they were too hasty in their assessment.

Above the matrix composed of numerous golems, ripples spread through the air, and some kind of visible substance appeared, increased, and gathered.

Then it turned into circles of light, rippling out like clouds, forming a magnificent glow that hung behind Ryan.

In the glow of the sunset, the shapes of a dozen tall towers and an ancient castle were faintly revealed.

Voldemort sensed something was wrong, and the two Voldemors pounced together, using Apparition to quickly close the distance, trying to interrupt Ryan.

However, after the green light accurately struck Ryan, it made a crisp popping sound, revealing its true nature as a wand.

Wand Substitute!

The two Voldemors realized something was wrong and quickly reacted. One fired Avada Kedavra repeatedly, while the other waved his wand, using the blood, bones, and souls of several elite android wizards to create a flesh and blood barrier.

"A pointless futile effort. But this is not the end for either of you. Neither of you is carrying a Horcrux, so we will meet again."

Maintaining the massive magical ritual, Ryan's voice was very soft, enough to convey that he was completely focused, but...

With the help of magic, each word could be heard by everyone.

weak.

But powerful.

This was a feeling that arose spontaneously in everyone's heart. Everyone could hear the weakness in Ryan's tone, but the mirage-like glow behind him and the surging magic power told people what true power was.

The next second, or less than a second later.

Countless gray-white gas lines gradually intertwined and condensed into a vortex.

The vortex spun very slowly, yet it stirred up a fierce wind all around, howling and tearing everything apart, whipping up dust and ripping the clouds.

Whether it was sand and dust, clouds, or even birds flying in the sky, everything was caught in the gray-white vortex.

No, not only that, such a massive spectacle, yet not a single sound escaped! Even sound, and even the light itself, was caught in the vortex!

This scene doesn't seem like magic at all; it's more like God using antivirus software to eliminate an undesirable construction model!

Wizard reporters and Muggle reporters alike watched this scene intently.

People watched in stunned silence, and even wizards couldn't comprehend how the magic was done.

They could only sense the presence of a large amount of magic, and that a large number of alchemical golems combined together seemed to form a stable and powerful area of ​​magic.

After that, Ryan's actions were incomprehensible to them and impossible to verify. They searched through all their memories but never had any recollection of this magic.

Then, a few self-proclaimed wise wizards said, "This must be an incredibly powerful ancient spell! Just like the legendary ones! The kind of guardian spell that's bigger than a mountain."

The ordinary reporter standing nearby was curious and asked what ancient magic was, and what the guardian spell that was bigger than a mountain was.