In the Apocalypse, I Can Enter Hogwarts

Chapter 426 The Power of the Deathly Trinity

Ian looked down at the various modern firearms and weapons below, with nearly 20,000 guns pointed at him.

This honor is extremely rare, even in modern history.

Although he didn't care much about the damage from the guns, Ian still had to think about the Ministry of Magic personnel accompanying him.

It's important to know that many of the staff here are just there to make up the numbers, and many of them are even recent graduates from Hogwarts.

If they were bombarded by more than 20,000 long guns and short cannons, the casualties would definitely be considerable. The Ironclad Spell is not something that an ordinary wizard can cast.

Thinking of this, Ian had a thought, and the azure magic nebula stretched out instantly as if pulled by an invisible giant hand, turning into a halo that covered half of the sky.

As a unique magic independently developed by Ian, this was the first time he had fully mobilized the magic power in his body, and the special rhythm of the Deathly Hallows invisibility cloak was also revealed.

Similarly, the pupils that once pulsed with golden flames now shimmered with starlight.

If you look closely, you'll see that those twinkling stars are all wandering ancient magical runes, drifting and gathering in unison in Ian's eyes.

A mysterious and elusive aura began to spread across the sky.

But this is not the limit.

With the enhancement of Ian's magic, in an instant, the entire sky was swallowed up by the azure nebula, 500 meters, one kilometer, two kilometers, ten kilometers...

The coverage area gradually extended from Oxford Street to Westminster, Inner London, Greater London... until the entire 1577 square kilometers of London was covered.

It felt as if someone had ripped off a decorative backdrop during a movie shoot, revealing the curtain behind it.

From a satellite viewpoint, the entire London area looks like paint applied to a map.

In mid-air, Ian's demeanor suddenly changed, and he exuded an aura of mystery. At the same time, the space around him, within a radius of several meters, began to dent and distort.

If Zeus was previously considered to be a god-king with emotions and humanity...

However, now, Ian gives the impression of a higher-dimensional being looking down on a lower-dimensional world, his indifferent disregard revealing a hidden danger.

After all, we've never cared about life in the microscopic world.

Regardless of what the werewolves below were like, even the wizards from the Ministry of Magic who were following behind couldn't help but quietly retreat a great distance.

There was no way around it; although many of them were clerical staff with lackluster skills, their dangerous warnings stemming from their wizarding bloodline were by no means few.

the other side.

Ian found himself experiencing an unprecedented freedom, a feeling he had never experienced before, almost like having his wishes fulfilled, and infinitely close to the essence of magic.

Although his awakening of his soul had elevated him to the status of a legendary wizard, he never felt that his understanding of magic surpassed that of Dumbledore, Grindelwald, or even Voldemort. Ian felt that the others were better than him in their understanding of magic.

However, he didn't care even so.

With the right mindset, I was lucky enough to come to the HP world and also have a magic stone to charge it. Isn't enjoying life better than competing to be the protagonist?

But at this moment, there was a strange feeling that he was confident he could go toe-to-toe with anyone in this state, even if Grindelwald and Dumbledore joined forces, Ian was confident he could fight them.

"The Three Deadly Holy Relics..."

Ian knew very well that this confidence came from the Trinity of Death: the Resurrection Stone, which had been fused together, the Invisibility Cloak that could analyze rhythms, and now he possessed two of the three...

"Looks like it really is a bug. No wonder it was damaged and destroyed in the original work. It seems they can't wait to fix it..." Ian thought to himself.

Both the Time-Turner and the Three Holy Relics of Death are loopholes in the magical world, and a healthy world would never allow such loopholes to exist.

……

Right now, at this moment.

Under the influence of powerful magic, the broken clouds in the sky completely vanished, and against the backdrop of the magic nebula, the sky looked like a gaping hole, revealing patches of blue curtains.

As the sunlight shines down, the dew in the dark clouds reflects a rainbow of colors. Rain mixed with snowflakes falls slowly, and each raindrop and each snowflake is like a tiny luminous object.

The sky reflected countless rays of light, adorning this side of the sky with unparalleled beauty.

Like a fairyland from a fairy tale, it left countless people speechless.

Whether it was the wizards present or the billions of Muggles watching on television, everyone stared wide-eyed, afraid of missing this wonderful sight.

As mentioned before, silence is meant to be broken, and so is beautiful scenery.

"Bang! Bang bang~" "Rat-a-tat-tat~" "Boom!"

Twenty thousand werewolves opened fire simultaneously, unleashing countless types of ammunition into the air, including RPG rocket launchers and various large-caliber anti-aircraft weapons.

However, these attacks vanished without a trace the moment they touched the Magic Nebula, just like snowflakes under the rising sun.

All the attacks failed to create a ripple, like a person standing on a mountaintop trying to throw stones at the stars in the night sky—it was all destined to be in vain.

Through satellite broadcast, this scene was also seen by countless Muggle leaders. In several eco-cities in North America, a group of top scientific researchers were analyzing the footage frame by frame.

"Similar to ultra-high frequency oscillations, all matter is shattered down to its atomic structure..."

"The energy transformation at the source of matter, whether it's an explosion or a bullet, is broken down into the most fundamental energy, and energy in a non-aggregated state does not exist in a physical form..."

The conflict between magic and technology has been analyzed by countless top talents, but due to the lack of samples, all they can do is make inferences based on visual observation.

But they couldn't guess the extent to which this magic could achieve, and could only continue to observe.

the other side.

Seeing that their first attack had no effect, the werewolves became even more ferocious, recklessly bombarding the sky with all sorts of weapons.

After a few minutes of continuous attacks from the werewolves below, Ian slowly extended his right hand and pointed his finger at the werewolves in the air.

Then, he said in a completely emotionless tone:

"Order of the Ministry of Magic of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, Executor: Ian Titus!"

The sound covered the entire city of Westminster and was also broadcast worldwide via television satellite.

Then, the Magic Nebula, covering 1577 square kilometers, began to churn and boil, like waves of a tsunami, or whirlpools in an abyss...

Under everyone's gaze, in less than a second, the entire area seemed to be paused, as if everything had frozen in time.

Immediately afterwards, the dense swarms of werewolves below, the countless towering buildings on Oxford Street, and even the dilapidated vehicles, mailboxes, and streetlights along the roadside all began to appear unreal.

Human visual nerves, or visual memory, only last for one twenty-fourth of a second, so even if the image disappears in an instant, a residual image will still be seen.

After a brief delay, the Oxford neighborhood in sight vanished completely at that moment.

There were no fancy decorations, no dazzling effects, and certainly no mushroom clouds during nuclear peace.

Everything is like people drawing on computer software, suddenly feeling dissatisfied, and clicking "Delete All".

The unknown is often the most terrifying. Whether it was the Muggles watching television around the world or the wizards from various countries present, they all fell into an eerie silence.

On the other side, the top research institution that was analyzing and speculating on Ian's magic also fell silent.

Clearly, everything in the scene was beyond their comprehension.

They were unsure whether nuclear weapons would be effective, given that this ability is close to the fundamental laws of physics and resembles the ability to decompose and recombine atoms.

It's important to understand that both nuclear fusion and nuclear fission are essentially products of microscopic particles colliding under high pressure.

The magic that appeared before them was more like a higher-dimensional application of particles, more convenient, more advanced, and more controllable.

a long time.

A voice broke the silence in the research lab.

"Give up. Just like we can't put out a fire with fire, that would only give it more energy..."

The speaker was a top physicist who was in a wheelchair and completely paralyzed.

If you look closely, you'll see that he can only move two fingers, and even the sounds he makes come from the unique sound-producing device attached to his wheelchair.

(End of this chapter)