A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 1045 To Be or Not to Be?

Three figures appeared on the path.

William walked slowly along the cobblestone path by the lake toward the agreed-upon place, followed by two pretty girls.

Babling suddenly appeared under a tree, gazing at the handsome boy from afar. As he drew closer, she finally spoke, "Why did you take so long to get back?"

"I discovered something interesting, so I was delayed for a little while."

William smiled, snapped his fingers, and the pendant floated over.

Babling reached out and grasped it, gently stroking it before tying it back around her neck. The amulet once again disappeared between her breathtaking breasts.

Hermione asked curiously, "Professor, what happened here? The school is in chaos!"

It was more than just a mess; William had just seen a herd of elephants running amok. You'd think you'd wandered into a zoo.

Could they have migrated all the way from Xishuangbanna?

Babuling quickly recounted what had happened.

William couldn't help but exclaim, "Tom is really amazing!"

No one expected that the wizard of Vagado was actually his backup plan!

Even more surprisingly, these were actually a group of Animagus.

"Tom Cruise, what other surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

Of course, Tom's ability to achieve this level was also within William's expectations.

No matter how tight the protection of Ilfamoni was, Tom could peel back the layers and reveal the secret place.

Having done so much work, and about to benefit William, he was about to complete the final step and take away Iphamoni's most precious possession.

Barbling lightly stomped her foot on the ground and sighed:

"There are still some problems, William. Hicks just told me that we are standing on an active volcano."

The snakewood is rooted deep in the mountains, which is why the volcano hasn't erupted. But if the wand is taken away, then… Boom!

"..."

Things have reached the final stage, the arrow is on the bowstring, and there's no turning back... And you're telling me this?

So, is this snakewood a guardian tree of the mountain?

Okay, the Deathly Hallows are all about doing whatever you want.

William rubbed his temples slightly; he hadn't had such a headache even during the explosion at the Capitol.

No matter how much of a headache it is, one thing is clear:

We absolutely must get our hands on Slytherin's wand; only by obtaining it can we unlock the Horcruxes.

Only when "Old Soup" and "Young Soup" are completely killed can the war end.

Tonight is the best time; if you miss it, who knows how many more years you'll have to wait.

But if the wand is taken away, the volcano will erupt, and Ilfamoni will not only be destroyed, but many people may also die.

All the little wizards of North America also gather here...

The most serious consequence would probably be that all wizards under the age of eighteen on this continent would be wiped out, and the American wizarding world would suffer a direct break in its lineage.

To be or not to be, that is the question.

Deciding who should survive and who should perish is an even more difficult choice.

William suddenly remembered the trolley problem:

A madman tied five innocent people to the tram tracks.

An out-of-control trolley was heading towards them and would run them over in moments.

You can pull a lever to move the trolley onto another track.

But the problem is, the madman also tied someone to another tram track.

So, do you know how to pull the lever?

Five against one... should we choose to save them, or... should we choose to kill them?!

William frowned, then relaxed, turned and glanced at the stunningly beautiful woman with an air of nonchalance, and asked:

"Do you have a solution, Professor Barbling?"

Yeah, why would he need to think about these things?

How to break through Ilfamoni's defense and successfully obtain the Snake Tree is something Tom should consider;

How to protect Iphamoni is something Baburin should think about.

Anyway, if the sky falls, those with big breasts will hold it up. William can just hide in their arms.

Babling rolled her eyes at William, met his gaze, and said calmly:

"I did come up with a solution, but the chances of it working are very low."

Tell me about it.

"That snakewood wand possesses Slytherin magic:"

The Parseltongue can awaken the wand, or put it into a dormant state, rendering it indistinguishable from an ordinary twig.

Babling tilted her head back, gazing at the night sky, and whispered:

"Back then, Aesop's aunt, Gormley Gaunt, chased him all the way to North America. She used Parsleyan to hypnotize her wand, turning it into ordinary snakewood."

Finally, Aesop buried the wand in the ground, and the snakewood slowly grew, nourished by the soil.

She squinted, gazing intently at William, and said seriously:

"After we get the wand, we give it to Tom so that he can sever the connection with the Horcrux."

Before the volcano erupts fully, the snakewood will be re-hypnotized using the snake-talking technique and buried again.

"But this method has two difficulties," Hermione said astutely after a moment's thought.

"After Tom gets the wand, he won't sever the Horcrux connection so quickly."

If I were him, I would probably leave here and wait for the right opportunity.

Even if a volcanic eruption is slow, lava will spew out from underground within a few hours at most.

We simply can't wait.

Barbling glanced at William and Hermione and smiled:

"This is up to you. Find a way to persuade Tom to cut off all contact as soon as you get the wand, and don't reveal your identities."

William was speechless. Tom's goal was this Slytherin wand, and it would be difficult to persuade him!

Hermione rolled her sly eyes, thought for a few seconds, and then quickly said, "I have an idea!"

Everyone stared at her in astonishment; she was incredibly clever.

Hermione didn't explain the method, but continued to ask, "There's one more question."

Even if a wand is hypnotized and buried underground, it would take a year for it to take root and sprout; by then, the volcano would have already erupted.

"That's easy," William said after thinking for a moment.

"I still retain a considerable amount of that time power from my last trip to the Bureau of Mysteries, which I can apply to the snakewood."

Ravenclaw used the power of time to rust the crown, while William did the opposite, restoring it to its original state.

Although the restoration went a bit too far, essentially resetting everything to factory settings, the method is still feasible.

"See, it's that simple." Babuling raised her beautiful, naturally alluring eyebrows and smiled:

"Now all we need to do is snatch the wand from that Pukchi."

It's just a Pukchi.

A... Pukchi?

William's eyes were unfocused as he gazed at the night sky, his expression suddenly turning serious.

As a veritable encyclopedia of Trelawney's humanoid encyclopedia, he suddenly recalled the prophecy Trelawney had made at the beginning of the semester when she was teaching fire divination:

The pine needles on the high mountain howl in the wind.

The night wind groans with despair.

Red fire,

Burn in all directions.

Blooming trees

He was cremated.

scorching magma...

The entire school is about to be destroyed…

There was much speculation at the time, but now it seems that the so-called school was not Hogwarts, but Ilfamoni!

William was filled with emotion; it was so rare to encounter a true prophecy...

I should have asked her if the lava really destroyed the entire school in the end.

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