Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Chapter 556 Hurricane

There's a hurricane here.

It was pitch black, with no sight of one's hand in front of one's face, and the strong wind threatened to sweep away anyone who came near him.

No one knew why the Hogwarts Castle suddenly rose into the air, and then crashed down when it hit the top of the space. This castle that had existed for thousands of years turned into a pile of ruins.

If people get closer, they can vaguely see some bloody liquid from the ruins.

The entire terrain sank, the Black Lake flooded back, the space became temporarily unstable, and everyone was frightened and trembling, huddling together for warmth.

Karkaroff was glad that he escaped early. He was also the first person to notice the changes. When he saw clearly what was happening in front of him, he couldn't help but step back.

The destruction of the castle seemed to have turned on a switch. The grass and dandelions on the ground all withered and died in an instant, and then turned into dust, as if all the vitality in the area had been sucked out.

There is a big hole at the top, and there seems to be something stirring inside the hole. It doesn't look like life, but more like a substance that can destroy the world.

The sky was suddenly dyed red.

As the castle fell and the ground collapsed, the dust raised by the lake water spread rapidly outward. Karkaroff fled in a hurry. There was only one thought in his mind, to go to those mountains, to where the Muggles were now.

"Yo~ This isn't our Mr. Karkaroff."

The sky suddenly turned red and the sudden shaking of the ground made everyone alert, but not many people knew what was happening over there. Those who went to investigate had not had time to pass on the news, so most people were confused.

As luck would have it, Karkaroff, as the first person to escape, ran into his former mortal enemy. Without even looking at him, he rushed to a wizard shop like a madman, and in front of everyone, he stuffed the food and supplies into his space pocket.

Then, ignoring the people chasing and hacking at him, he escaped by teleporting away several times.

"It's him, it's Karkaroff, the former headmaster of Durmstrang, what's going on?"

The owner of the shop chased out but the robber was gone. He was so anxious that he jumped up and down, feeling a little uneasy.

"Get an Auror, Auror!"

"Boss, look at this." A young employee nearby picked up a bag from the ground. There was a sound of metal colliding inside the bag, and when it was opened, it sparkled with golden light.

The boss immediately became obedient, but what was going on?

Soon, he knew.

When I walked out of the store and looked into the distance along the street in front of me, I could vaguely see a lot of people running near the skyline. Those who could Apparate came very quickly.

No one knew what was happening, but everyone rushed forward like crazy.

"What happened?"

"Look at the sky!"

In the distance, the gray hurricane mixed with the magma pouring from the sky. Wherever it went, the land was scorched, life ended, houses collapsed, and darkness shrouded the place. This was the end of the world.

Many people want to escape to the boundary of space, find the legendary exit, and then return to the foggy pink earth. Now it is hard to say which of these two places is better or worse.

If I return to Earth, I may still have a chance to breathe, but if I stay here, I will probably just become a lava sculpture.

The huge wind force scatters some magma. When it hits people's bodies, it will soon wrap up all the wizards with low magic power. The two forces fight against each other, and their bodies will no longer be melted, but their lives have ended and they have turned into ruthless stone statues.

Try your best to escape from here.

They thought it was a safe place, but it turned out to be a slaughterhouse of lives, and they were the shivering lambs inside.

The boss took a big bag, filled it with some necessary supplies, rushed into the house, picked up his child, and then rushed into the crowded crowd outside on the street, crossing the flow of people and was almost pushed down.

But as a wizard who had lived here for a long time, he knew clearly that there was a house on the second floor opposite with a fireplace installed, which led to a small house in the suburbs.

Few people knew about this passage. The boss was glad that his curiosity saved a family's lives. His wife should be cooking at home now. He should send the child there first and then return to pick her up.

Flying in the sky and running on the ground.

The flying broom played an unparalleled advantage at this time. The Indian flying carpet was covered with the smell of curry, casting its shadow on everyone's face. The modified magic motorcycle rushed into the street and ran rampant.

A car with wings broke through the window, with a family of five sitting inside. The car instantly became invisible and fled away from the place that was about to be melted by magma.

There was a whopping willow planted next to the street. It pulled out its roots, aimed at the car that had just appeared, then used dozens of its branches to make a slingshot, fired it with force, and quickly wrapped the car inside.

The quick escape tool undoubtedly became the Noah's Ark at this time. Standing on the roof, aiming at the distance and wanting to cross.

"Go quickly——"

Someone howled, and a huge pool of magma rushed into the boss's shop, wrapping up a wizard who was taking advantage of the fire to rob.

The wizard didn't even have the chance to utter a word.

In the face of natural disasters, wizards are much better at escaping than Muggles.

Everyone used their own skills to escape from the most dangerous area during the period when the disaster was most destructive.

With lingering fears, after nearly a day, the whole world began to cool down rapidly again. It was clearly spring all year round, but I had to cast layer after layer of warming spells on my body.

Karkaroff huddled in the cave, looking at the notorious wizards wanted by Dumbledore. In the deepest part of the cave, they gathered around a lit fire, plotting something. The light of the flames made them look like they were dancing.

He vaguely heard the names of Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Harry Potter.

Forget it, it’s none of my business anyway.

He would stay here and see if this world was suitable for him. If not, he would use his backup channel to return to the pink earth. As far as he knew, Grindelwald should have a secret base hidden there, and he had once taken away an ice-blue flower.

He knew the coordinates of the location, which meant he had found a way to survive.

Because he was too famous in the wizarding world, the headmaster of Durmstrang, who was previously a Death Eater, later joined the alliance formed by Dumbledore. He was very powerful in dealing with Muggles, and no one could steal his glory.

He buried his face in his wizard robes, but unfortunately no one seemed to care about him.

"Dad, you eat."

A pink-faced girl, holding a piece of white cake in her little hands, stuffed it into the mouth of her father. Next to her was a lady in a white nightgown and slippers. She had her golden hair tied up casually. She looked extremely lazy and casual, but the dust on her body made her look a little dull.

"tsk"

Karkaroff couldn't bear to see this now. What time was it? How could this family still be so intact?

Perhaps out of jealousy of their happiness, he began to curse this happy family in his heart.

Why didn’t the lava burn them to death just now?

At this time, several shrill screams were heard from outside the cave. Karkaroff stuck his head out curiously and saw that the Muggles who were originally protected under Dumbledore's ban were found by the wizards at some point.

In public, some people turned several Muggles into beads, then threw them into their mouths and chewed them like candies.

This is tantamount to cannibalism.

Even though Karkaroff himself was not a good person and had done some unscrupulous things, their behavior still made him feel a little sick.

this--

"Let me tell you about this," the man pointed to his left arm, which was no longer covered by any clothes.

"Just now a piece of magma hit my arm, but I didn't feel anything. Why is that? Of course it's because of this thing in my hand."

"They are all human beings just like you! What's the difference between what you did and eating them alive?"

Another man stood up and shouted.

But the man raised his wand, smiled, and said lightly, "Expelliarmus—"

The man who stood up later was hit in the abdomen. He was ejected and hit heavily against a willow tree more than ten meters away. He then fell and spit out a mouthful of blood, which spilled on the haystack on the slope.

That’s amazing! This is what almost everyone thinks.

"Aren't you afraid that Dumbledore will come and settle the score with you?"

The man was stunned for a moment, but then he said nonchalantly, "I'm not afraid of anything. That place has long been burned through by magma. If you don't believe me, you can go and see. The beautiful campus with green mountains, clear waters and rippling lakes has now turned into a scorched earth. There is no life within a hundred miles."

Moreover, the magma is still continuously flowing downwards, accumulating little by little. In such cold weather, the temperature cools down rapidly and it will soon become a small hill.

"In this turbulent time, only a strong force can win a chance of survival."

"Can you tell me what the spell is? I can trade with you--"

"No, no, there's no need to exchange. I can provide it for free, as long as everyone recognizes my kindness."

The person who spoke said with a smile, and then under the gaze of everyone, he came to the willow tree, gently helped up the wizard who was knocked to the ground by him, and brushed the dust off his body.

"I understand your feelings, but extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Everyone is doing this just to survive. You can ignore yourself, but you still have family, children and friends—"

Then the man's voice gradually became lower. "If they all have it and you don't, can you imagine what the consequences will be?"

He smiled extremely viciously, and put his right hand across his neck where no one could see.

The man calmed down, and after carefully analyzing the pros and cons, he suddenly looked haggard and sweaty.

"So what is it?"

Karkaroff looked down from above the cave, watching coldly as a group of people discussed enthusiastically how to transform their own kind into sources of magic power.

They also prepared many plans and signed the Fidelius Charm to ensure that when Dumbledore or Grindelwald and his group of powerful men returned, they would keep silent about what happened today and not leak a single detail.

Karkaroff didn't want to accompany him. Although he was cowardly and afraid of death, he still had the pride and dignity of a strong man.

During the time he joined Voldemort, he actually had the idea of ​​making wizards greater. Being able to become the headmaster of Durmstrang was naturally no easy feat, but unfortunately the world seemed to have forgotten this long ago.

The leader held the signed contract and ordered his new companions to surround the area, and then came one by one to the wizards who did not participate.

Force them to sign an agreement.

Many people slipped away before the situation developed.

Karkaroff wanted to Disapparate away, but he didn't expect that this place had been cast under a reverse Disapparation spell at some point, and there was not even a mature tool beside him.

He doesn't want to get involved in these troubles now.

But the man had already walked up to him with a pen and parchment.

"This gentleman."

The man didn't care that Karkaroff wrapped himself tightly.

Anyway, when the agreement is signed later, the name will appear and no one will forge it, and an actual contractual relationship will be formed with me, so the issue of his identity and name will not matter.

But this person was unwilling to move.

"Ok?"

Karkaroff calculated what the probability was that he could get out from here?

Even though he was confident of his abundant magic power, it seemed so inadequate in front of these evil people.

Or, or should I just write?

Karkaroff was forced to take the quill and write his name.

The man's eyes suddenly lit up.

He respectfully invited Karkaroff to the front of the stage, "Look! This is Mr. Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang."

It was like a drop of water splashing into a frying pan, the crowd was boiling and everyone was paying attention.

Karkaroff was enjoying himself a little at this time.

He took off his hood and looked around. He seemed to understand how Voldemort felt. It was a good feeling indeed. He licked the corner of his mouth and put the idea of ​​leaving behind him.

The temperature dropped rapidly and snowflakes began to float down from the sky. Within a few days, the snowflakes covered the black land with white snow. The big hole in the sky seemed to have been slowly repaired.

When people stand below and look up, they find a sea of ​​blue and dark green.

Looking at this mountain formed by magma, Karkaroff felt something was wrong. He didn't want to stay in this place any longer, but unfortunately the man disagreed.

To be precise, people who have taken the beads disagree. They can feel that living here will gradually increase their strength.

The air is filled with magical energy that can be absorbed at will, and it is very intoxicating.

"Sir, would you like another one?"

The man held a khaki bead in front of Karkarov.

Karkaroff frowned, but still stuffed it into his mouth under the gaze of those people, deliberately making chewing sounds to reassure them.

In fact, it is hidden in a space inside the teeth, where there are no less than dozens of them.