A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 339 The End of Wizarding Secrecy

Arya dreams of becoming a female Thanos, while the French Ministry of Magic wants to become the Father of Sorrow... and then kill the female Thanos!

Then, a dozen or so flying brooms quietly approached from the storm clouds; and a dozen or so divine talisman horses spread their wings and took flight.

In an instant, countless spells shot out in mid-air, scattering light in all directions, dazzling and colorful.

The Norwegian Spinosaurus has steel-like scales and a layer of special magical protection that it is born with.

The spells struck it, causing Norber to let out a roar, but they did not cause much actual damage.

Arya looked down from her vantage point, twirling her wand and pointing it at the surrounding storm clouds.

The wand acted like a lightning rod, and a bolt of lightning struck it swiftly.

She wasn't struck by lightning; instead, she waved her wand, drawing the lightning to form a dazzling net of flames in mid-air.

The Aurors riding brooms accidentally struck lightning and fell from the sky one by one.

William suddenly loosened the reins, Hermione took them without hesitation, and with a sharp tug, the horse-shaped water monster soared into the air.

William raised his wand high, and a barrier of fire formed at the tip of the wand, protecting him and Hermione.

The fire barrier touched the web of lightning, like countless needles pointing at a mirror.

But the barrier of flames did not shatter upon impact, allowing lightning to pour down. Instead, it solidified and became as smooth as a mirror, maintaining its overall stability.

From a distance, William looked as if he were beckoning thunder... almost like the god of thunder!

Norber the fire dragon shook its head, suddenly widened its eyes, revealed a huge mouth, and roared ferociously at William, spewing out scorching dragon breath!

The horse-shaped water monster slid backward through the air, dodging the deadly dragon breath.

William stood in front of Hermione, both of them their hair flying wildly in the powerful flames.

When Norbert left Hogwarts, he was still an egg. He didn't even know Hagrid, his male mother... so how could he know William and Hermione, his unfamiliar uncle and aunt?

So today he's going to get rid of this rebellious son for Hagrid!

William patted the horse-shaped water monster on the head.

Norbert can breathe fire, and he also has the power to breathe water like the Dragon King!

The water monster opened and closed its mouth, sucking in all the rain that was pouring down from the sky.

As a magical animal that lives in water year-round, this is its species' natural gift!

William waved his wand rapidly, raised his left hand upwards, and whispered, "Waterspout!"

Arya isn't the only one who can skillfully harness the power of nature; William is also an expert in this area.

The torrential rain attracted by the horse-shaped water monster was completely taken over by him... along with the howling wind, it gathered into a tornado, forming a huge funnel shape!

The wind swirled violently above the church, seemingly reaching thousands of miles into the sky, constantly tearing down the dark clouds that blotted out the moon, growing ever more intense.

The wizards in the square were all trying their best to avoid the tornado and avoid being sucked in... Judging from its power, whoever went in would die!

William flicked his wand again, unleashing a tornado of magic that swept up the ruins of Notre Dame Cathedral and hurtled toward Arya.

Hermione can finally breathe a sigh of relief now, no longer having to worry about paying for the windows, because the entire church... is gone!

Arya raised her wand, and from within the thick clouds, a bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a tree trunk, struck down into the tornado.

In an instant, the sound was like a mountain collapsing and rocks splitting, shaking people's eardrums!

The purple lightning slowly dissipated in the gale, and the tornado, like a waterspout without a foundation, slowly rolled and tumbled at its peak before finally dissipating and returning to the sky.

Everyone covered their ears, staring in horror at William standing atop the water monster's head, and the woman named Arya!

A battle of this caliber is a once-in-a-lifetime event! The problem is, it's completely out of place for their ages!

That woman was at least an adult wizard, how old was William? Had his magical skills reached such an astonishing level?

This can no longer be explained simply by the word "genius"!

Minister of Magic Tully, suppressing his inner horror, only hoped that the man and woman on the water monster could stop the madwoman.

He could only pin his hopes on the two of them!

If he could successfully stop it, he immediately overruled all objections and awarded the two men the French First Class Order of Valor.

Clegane's eyes were glazed over; he had actually led a group of Aurors and been hunting down the Starks for days?!

He did something so amazing? Thinking about it carefully, it seems like something from a distant past life.

Arya stood alone on the dragon's head, letting the raindrops pelt her white robe, which accentuated her curvaceous and slender figure.

She waved her wand, shooting out a red beam of light, and shouted, "Stark, I've been watching you for a long time, gathering all the information I can about you, and I've been looking forward to meeting you."

Are you interested in joining me?

Just like Dumbledore and Grindelwald in their youth, we've formed a blood oath, creating an unbreakable alliance!

"This isn't the gesture of an alliance." William flicked away the spell with his wand and chuckled, "Put down your wand before I talk to you."

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Arya summoned a blue spear.

William waved his wand, conjuring a water arrow that collided with it.

"Am I wrong? There are too many Muggles; they'll become a cancer sooner or later!"

"Sorry, but you're like a cancerous tumor right now!" William said, "and a late-stage one at that... You're too extreme; you might as well give up on treatment!"

"Extremist? Even putting aside the issue of uncontrolled population growth, Muggle technology is getting more and more advanced." Arya said softly, "One day, when I speak here, Muggles on the other side of the world will soon see it."

In such situations, the wizard's laws of secrecy would instantly collapse.

That's true!

The Internet age can be seen as the end of the Wizarding Secrets Act.

Previously, wizards only needed to modify the memories of the Muggles around them, which was still within a controllable range.

But with everyone having a mobile phone, if they take a video and upload it online, it will be seen by people on the other side of the world in an instant... It's not something that can be solved by simply forgetting everything!

A single unexpected event would inevitably cause the Wizarding Secrets Act to collapse, and that future is not too far off.

"The Wizarding Secrecy Law... was never meant to protect secrets, but rather to protect wizards!"

"War is inevitable, whether for survival or to protect wizards... I sincerely reiterate..."

Arya extended her hand, her blue eyes fixed on William like autumn water. "I'm inviting you!"

The rain poured down, and William stood silently in the downpour.

Suddenly, Hermione took William's hand, stepped forward, and stood beside the boy.

Her temples were soaked with rainwater, clinging to her cheeks. Water droplets slid down her delicate, snow-white skin. She reached up to wipe the faint traces of water from her chin, staring at Arya without saying a word.

"So, you still have things to hold you back..." Arya gazed deeply at Hermione and said softly, "I have no things to hold me back. Vader is dead..."

"Did she leave you anything before she died?"

"Some letters...we've asked you to pass them on to Grindelwald," William said.

"Give it to me... no matter what, I am her and Grindelwald's daughter in name only," Arya said softly.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Rozier didn't ask us to deliver the letter to you before she passed away!" Hermione said, raising her pointed chin with a hint of provocation.

"Never mind..." Arya closed her eyes, looking like an ordinary girl who was extremely tired. "She's already dead, let Paris be buried with her."

Arya chose to destroy Paris because Vader had lived there!

Arya opened her eyes and said in a strange language, "Stark, our dance has only just begun."

She appeared in a phantom form and vanished into thin air.

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(End of this chapter)