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Skirt-lifting maniac: Oh my god, this Jellal is quite strong!

Book Artist: Indeed, it seems a bit bad.

At the strong request of the group members, Hermione also started a live broadcast. Everyone in the group also happened to see the scene of Jellal crushing Voldemort's Killing Curse with one hand.

Hatchet Girl: Is Jellal too strong, or is Voldemort too weak?

Lazy Kitten: Both?

Soul Society's villains: I don't think this is a matter of individual strength. Different worlds have different rules, and different levels of power. The power level in the Fairy Tail world is clearly higher than Harry Potter's.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Sister Hua's analysis is truly enlightening. Upon closer examination, it's true. Jellal isn't a wizard, but a mage. While both use magic as their fundamental power, the methods and rules of their use are completely different.

This is an actor: Moreover, Gerald has lived in the Harry Potter world. He probably understands the magical principles of the Harry Potter world very well and has learned to treat them accordingly.

Just as the group leader had sent this message, Hermione heard Gerard speak calmly. "The so-called Killing Curse is actually a simple spell that compresses one's inner murderous intent and twisted desires and releases them through magic. Only a fool without any principles like you would use it as a killer move."

Waste?! Voldemort is waste?

Everyone present was stunned, with extremely complicated expressions of helplessness on their faces.

Is Voldemort really a loser?

Neither Dumbledore nor the professors at Hogwarts would dare to agree with this.

If Voldemort was a waste, then why did they gather all the righteous forces of the Ministry of Magic to fight against him; if Voldemort was a waste, then wouldn't the English wizarding world, which had trembled in his shadow for more than a decade, be even more useless?

However, even though they couldn't agree with Jellal... they were powerless to refute him.

At least everyone present knew that in Jellal's eyes, Voldemort was truly an incompetent waste. Not only had his loyal subordinates been turned against him, but he had also been used as a test subject. And now, having been treated like this, he couldn't even resist.

If this isn't iron waste, what is it?

In other words, it's not that Voldemort is too useless, but that you, Gerald, are too strong. This strength is not only reflected in strength, but also includes brains, strategies, and means.

So even though they saw the Dark Lord, who once dominated the entire wizarding world, falling into a weak and passive position, Dumbledore and his people still did not feel happy or joyful at all.

Because compared to Voldemort, the Jellal in front of him was obviously more terrifying.

Just when everyone was thinking about how to fight against Jellal, who was darker than the Dark Lord, the other party had no intention of paying any attention to them and walked straight to the central magic circle.

"Come here, Luna." Jellal glanced at Luna and said lightly, "It's about to begin."

"Yeah." Luna nodded lightly and walked to Jellal's side.

"Wait!" Professor McGonagall suddenly said, "Miss Lovegood, you already knew that Ziklaine was Gerard's Horcrux?"

"Horcrux?" Luna was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Jellal and said, "Although I did know this a long time ago, Jellal is Jellal, and he is not a Horcrux at all. Unfortunately, Hermione, you guessed wrong."

"It's not a Horcrux?" Hermione was also shocked at this time. She said in surprise, "How is this possible! Even if a human could live for over 400 years, it would be impossible for them to maintain this youthful posture!"

"Yes, it's impossible in this world." Jellal nodded, acknowledging the point. "But what if such a method came from another world?"

668 Unrivaled Power

It may sound a bit unlikely that someone could live for four hundred years, but in the magical world of Harry Potter, there are real examples of this happening.

This example is not like Voldemort's radical approach of splitting the soul and creating Horcruxes to achieve immortality, but rather the use of special magical powers combined with alchemy to make wishes.

That’s right, the owner of this case was Dumbledore’s good friend, Nicolas Flamel, the greatest alchemist in the entire wizarding world.

The Philosopher's Stone he created is a pinnacle masterpiece that combines magic and alchemy.

The ability to turn stone into gold, achieve immortality, and achieve eternal life—powers that are coveted by everyone in the wizarding world. Even if the Philosopher's Stone were placed in a higher magical plane far superior to the Harry Potter world, it would still be considered a legendary item.

But even the power of the Philosopher's Stone could not keep Nicolas Flamel eternally young.

Jellal claimed to have lived for four hundred years, yet he still looked like a teenager. This made everyone feel very unbelievable, not to mention that he also said that this power came from another world.

No one, including Dumbledore, believed Gerard's words except Hermione.

She knew very well that Jellal's soul originally came from the world of Fairy Tail. In the world of Fairy Tail, there were many beings who had the ability to live forever and maintain a youthful appearance.

For example, the final boss Zeref, the founder of the Fairy Tail Guild, Mavis, and the black dragon that represents disaster. Did Jellal gain this power from one of them?

Hermione frowned, thinking to herself.

At that moment, everyone saw the light of the magic circle beneath Jellal's feet gradually grow brighter. A shocking magical wave spread from the center of the magic circle to the surrounding areas.

"What's going on?"

"This magic circle is attracting the surrounding magical energy sources?!"

The professors at Hogwarts were horrified and all looked at Gerard.

"Zeiklein, what exactly do you want to do?" Dumbledore finally recovered from his weakened state and slowly stood up. "You've made such a big fuss, I'm afraid your goal isn't just Harry and Tom, right?"

"Hmm, what do you think?" Jellal chuckled with a slight curve of his lips.

"Originally, I thought you were trying to recover your strength and fully revive." Dumbledore took a breath and said, "But now it seems that I underestimated you."

Underestimate? A complete resurrection is still just an underestimate?

The professors looked at each other, unsure what to say. If this was an underestimation, then what was Gerard's true goal?

"This magic circle is actually a transmission of command runes, right?" Dumbledore looked around and asked again, "What exactly do you want to use it for?"

Command rune?

Now not only the professors present, but even Hermione was stunned.

The so-called command rune is actually a variant of the rune. Its function is to sense and control at a distance. Two identical command runes can affect each other. This type of rune is commonly used for tracking and exploration, as well as in certain archaeological research.

However, since this rune is not very useful in real life, few people except some professionals are familiar with it.

"Professor Dumbledore, what do you think of the wizarding world?" Gerard asked with a smile instead of answering the other party's question.

How about the wizarding world?

Dumbledore frowned, lost in thought. He was clearly unprepared for this question and for a moment didn't know how to respond.

"You're always like this, Professor Dumbledore." Gerard sighed and said helplessly, "It's good to plan before making decisions, but people should also follow their hearts. You actually understand very well that this magical world has been corrupted to the core. Discrimination, oppression and exploitation, and the arrogant but incompetent pure-bloods control almost everything."

The professors, including Dumbledore, fell silent. They had to admit that the first Dark Lord was right. While the wizarding world maintained a glamorous facade, it concealed a bloody oppression.

Although this kind of oppression of people by people is not universal in Hogwarts, it is not completely absent. The half-blood wizards in Slytherin are often discriminated against and bullied by pure-blood wizards.

When this kind of thing is magnified to the social level of the entire magical world, it becomes even more real and cruel.

"So, our great Dark Lord wants to purify the filth of the wizarding world?" Snape suddenly spoke up with a sneer.

"Professor Snape, do you think I've lied to you?" Despite the other party's attitude, Gerard remained unmoved. "Don't worry, I promised to resurrect your childhood sweetheart and I will definitely do it."

"You..." Snape's body suddenly became stiff and his cheeks flushed.

Childhood sweetheart?

Hermione, Ron, and the other professors all turned their gazes towards him, their eyes filled with inquiry and confusion. Did Professor Snape actually have a promise with Gerald? And who was his childhood sweetheart?

"As for your previous question, I can answer that as well." Jellal curled his lips and chuckled softly. "So-called purification of the magical world is not my goal at all. I have no interest in it, nor do I see the need for it. As long as the magical essence of this world disappears, these filth will naturally be cleansed."

what?

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the first half of Gerard's speech, but the second half horrified them. Making the very essence of magic in this world vanish? What did that even mean? Could the very essence of magic actually vanish?

"As you can see, this is a magic circle dominated by command runes." Jellal explained directly, "This magic circle beneath my feet serves as the main command tower, and the remaining auxiliary towers have been placed in various corners of this world."

Dumbledore's eyes widened, his expression horrified. "Everywhere..."

"Ah, yes." Jellal blinked slightly and smiled. "There are nine thousand eight hundred of them in total. The function of these towers is very simple. They continuously absorb the surrounding magic power under the control of this main command tower. Well, just like now."

puff.

As soon as Gerard finished speaking, Ron instantly knelt on one knee, his face pale. Visibly, bluish-gray magic emanated from his head.

669 The power of despair

"Mr. Weasley!"

"Ron!"

"what happened to you?"

Hermione and the other Hogwarts professors were horrified when they saw this scene, and they quickly ran to Ron to check what was going on.

"I, I feel a little weak." Ron's voice trembled and he said intermittently, "It's like a part of my soul has been torn apart. It's very uncomfortable." As he spoke, he tried to stand up again.

"I advise you not to do this." Luna's voice suddenly rang out, "You're feeling right. That's the source of your magic power and soul being stripped away from your body. If you force yourself at this point, you might suffocate."

The source of magic power and the soul are separated? .

Hermione and the other professors' eyes widened in shock, while Ron was completely bewildered, not understanding what this meant at all.

"The so-called mana source is the magic core of wizards, which can continuously provide us with magic power." Luna seemed very interested and began to explain leisurely. "Those who qualify as wizards usually awaken their mana source before the age of eleven. This awakening process is what we often call a magic rampage."

"You, you mean..." Ron finally understood a little, and said in a trembling voice, "After losing the source of magic power, I have become a Squib?"

"Yes, Mr. Weasley." Luna blinked and said, "But our Demon Lord actually doesn't like the discriminatory term 'Squib'. He prefers to call them ordinary humans. Right?" At the end, she glanced at Jellal.

"No! I don't want it!" Ron couldn't accept this fact at all.

Whether it was an ordinary human or a Squib, as a young wizard, Ron didn't want to become that kind of person. His parents and his best friends were all wizards, so how could he accept becoming a Squib?

In his excitement, Ron stood up with a jerk, but was immediately followed by a strong feeling of dizziness. Without a second thought, Ron fell to the ground.

"Ah, everyone told us not to get too excited." Luna sighed, her voice still vague and ethereal.

"Why?" Seeing Ron's miserable state, even the good-tempered Professor Flitwick found it hard to accept. "Ziklein, is this what you consider cleansing? Depriving children of their hope and future, how can this be considered cleansing?"

"I never said this was a purification, Professor Flitwick." Gerald looked at him calmly and said lightly, "Luna has already told you that my goal is simply to eliminate the magical essence of this world."

"Eliminate the essence of magic..."

Hermione took a breath and said, "So even wizards can be wiped out with this sword? Jellal, you're certainly not the Professor Zikrein I know. If it were Professor Zikrein, he would never forcibly determine a man's fate, regardless of his will, as you are doing now."

"Well, I quite agree with you." Unexpectedly, Luna nodded at Hermione's conclusion. "But Hermione, the Professor Ziklein you admire doesn't even exist."

"This also applies to you, Luna." Hermione turned her gaze to Luna and said with a sullen face, "What you are doing now is totally unlike your past self!"

"Ah, then you're wrong." Luna's eyes curved, and she smiled happily. "Luna is Luna, and she's never changed. Luna loves the Demon King, and since he wants to destroy the wizarding world, I'll become a witch with him. This is Luna's choice, and she likes it this way."

"You..." Looking at the smiling Luna, Hermione's eyes suddenly became complicated.

If I had the same determination and courage as Luna, would I be standing next to that boy at this moment?

This sudden thought startled Hermione, and she shook her head decisively. No, it wouldn't happen! She had her own understanding and sense of good and evil. Even if the other person was someone she admired and liked, she wouldn't let them do such a wrong thing!

"No need to waste your words, Luna," Jellal said slowly, neither lightly nor seriously, "Just let them watch from there and witness the demise of the magic world."

"Delusion!"

"I will never let you succeed!"

The professors at Hogwarts were outraged and drew their wands to cast spells at Gerald.

Hey.

In an instant, colorful beams of light shot over, illuminating the entire area.

Standing in the center of the magic circle, Jellal didn't flinch. With a flick of his wrist, a black wand appeared in his left hand. His expression was calm, and his lips pursed softly. "All curses are ended."

Swish.

An extremely powerful magical wave burst out from the tip of the wand in Jellal's hand, and the colorful beams of light suddenly disappeared.

But this was not the end. Gerard spoke again, muttering softly, "Explosive shock." His left hand holding the wand waved gently, drawing an arc in the air.

Boom.

Suddenly, a surge of force comparable to a tsunami crashed down upon the professors at Hogwarts. Wherever it passed, even the ground beneath their feet trembled slightly.

"Armor protection!"

The professors were horrified and could only cast armor spells to defend themselves. However, the impact was so unreasonable that even the armor spells could not effectively resist it.

Bang bang bang.

For a moment, these Hogwarts professors were like bowling balls that were hit and flew out, falling to the ground in all directions.

"You still don't seem to understand." With his arms lowered, Jellal spoke calmly, "From the beginning to the end, I haven't been discussing this with you. Everything I just said was just a notice to you. This is an established fact. You can't stop it, and it's impossible to stop it."

All the professors, including Dumbledore, fell silent.

No matter how much they hated to admit it, they had to face reality. They had no way of stopping Jellal from telling them the truth. The gap between them was too vast, leaving no room for resistance.