Grindelwald downed the rest of his beer.
"So what happened in the end? Did you kill them all?" Victor asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Why would I keep them around to disgust me?" Grindelwald rolled his eyes. "I killed every single one I could find, but like I said before, it's inevitable that some of them would slip through. And once people fall into madness, it's very difficult for them to return to normal."
"So, in the end, it was all pure-blood supremacy at work..." Victor pieced everything together and came to this conclusion.
"That's why when Dumbledore told me you wanted to overthrow pure-blood supremacy, I was a hundred percent in favor. That stuff is truly revolting." Grindelwald suddenly chuckled and gave him a playful look. "But I have to ask you, Victor Dreyar, do you know what you're getting yourself into?"
"Of course I do," Victor replied calmly. "But this is an inevitable part of historical development. In my homeland, people's bloodlines never determined their nobility or lowliness, except for the stray dog."
"Haha! That's interesting. Well, I wish you success." Grindelwald finished the rest of his pork and threw the bone on the ground. "I'm just an old man past his prime. This is your generation's world now."
With that, he turned to head back into the tower. "Remember to clean up the mess. Muggles are coming this way."
Victor watched Grindelwald disappear into the darkness, then looked at the apocalyptic scene in the valley below. He looked at Dumbledore, who had been silent the whole time, and scratched his head. "Professor, my magic can't cover a place this big."
For such widespread destruction, Reparo wouldn't work. After all, it was a spell that even an un-enrolled wizard could use. His Arc of Time magic could only cover a 500-meter radius at most, and the battle had affected an area many times that size.
"Maybe we can modify the memories of the people who come here?" Victor suggested.
"Sigh..." Dumbledore sighed helplessly, wiped his mouth, and stood up. "I'll handle it."
He then called out, "Fawkes!"
A ball of golden flame appeared, and Fawkes and Dumbledore vanished instantly to clean up the mess.
Victor looked around and found himself alone. It was getting late, and he wasn't going to just stand there and wait for Dumbledore to come back, so he used Spatial Magic a dozen times to get back to Hogwarts. He didn't go straight home to the Swinton's because he still hadn't given up on one thing.
That night, at the small villa of the Swinton family, a sound of retching came from the bright dining room. A familiar voice screamed in agony, "Urgh! It's so disgusting! The old geezer wasn't lying this time!"
In the blink of an eye, half of the summer vacation was over, and a rainy August had arrived. That afternoon, Hermione used Spatial Transfer Magic to get to the Fairy's Abode. She saw some of her friends there, and they were all doing something strange.
"Harry, Ron! What are you two doing?"
"We're helping Harry move," Ron replied, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead.
"Moving?" Hermione immediately frowned and looked at Harry. "Harry, did your aunt and uncle abuse you again?"
Harry didn't say anything, but he pursed his lips and nodded.
"They're a bunch of scumbags!" Hermione said angrily, then immediately offered her support. "Harry, you can move into the Guild. I'll talk to Victor about it."
"Thanks," Harry said with a smile. Compared to the three people at 4 Privet Drive, these friends who were not his relatives made him feel especially warm.
"By the way, have you seen Victor?"
After helping Harry sort out all his luggage, Hermione brought up the purpose of her visit. She hadn't been able to find Victor recently, but she had heard from Cedric that Victor came back to the Fairy's Abode almost every day. He just hadn't shown his face and was hiding in his room doing Merlin knew what.
"The Guild Master? When I came back this morning, I saw colorful light coming out of his room," Harry thought for a moment and replied.
"I saw it too!" Ron chimed in. "I thought the Guild Master was practicing some powerful magic in his room, so we didn't dare to disturb him. Is there something urgent you need to talk to him about?"
"Victor promised to teach me the Patronus Charm, but he only taught me twice and then suddenly disappeared!" Hermione said angrily, wrinkling her nose. "I've hit a wall with the spell these past few days and wanted him to guide me. But when I went to his house today, he wasn't there, so I thought he might be at the Guild."
"The Patronus Charm? Doesn't Luna know that spell? You could ask her," Harry said, pointing to a nearby pond. "She's over there, and it looks like she and Zoe are studying some strange magical creatures."
"Hmph. I don't want her to teach me." Hermione mumbled under her breath.
"What did you say, Hermione?" Harry asked, thinking she was talking to him. He hadn't heard her clearly.
"Nothing." Hermione immediately glared at him, then pouted. "Forget it. If you see Victor, just tell him I'm looking for him."
"Of course, but..." Ron's words trailed off when he saw something strange appear behind Hermione.
"But what?" Hermione frowned, unaware of the strangeness behind her.
"Hermione, behind you," Harry said, pointing.
"Huh?" Hermione looked at the two of them and realized their expressions were strange. She immediately turned around.
A purple, black hole-like thing had suddenly appeared in the plaza in front of the Fairy's Abode.
Hermione's expression immediately became serious. She quickly pulled out her wand and got into a fighting stance. Harry and Ron also stood up, holding their wands and waiting nervously.
"What's going on?" Just then, Luna and Zoe also ran over. They had also seen the strange situation from a distance.
"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling about this." Hermione stared intently at the black hole.
Victor had previously warned them that since the power of the magic circles had been exposed during the Grand Wizarding Tournament, many people with ulterior motives were now coveting the Fairy Tail Guild and wanted to steal all the secrets of the magic circles.
He told them to be extra careful during the holidays. And now that this abnormal situation had suddenly occurred in the Guild, everyone there had no choice but to be on high alert.
After an unknown amount of time, a faint light shone from the black hole. The space twisted, and a foot stepped out of the black hole. Hermione and the others tensed up instantly and lit up their magic circles. Luna even went into Take Over Mode and summoned her Patronus.
But just then, a familiar voice broke the tension. A figure slowly walked out of the black hole and said, "Don't be so nervous, it's me."
"Victor?!"
"Master?!"
Everyone immediately recognized the voice. Victor staggered out of the portal and the portal behind him instantly vanished. He immediately collapsed onto the ground.
"Victor!" Hermione saw this and quickly ran over. She got closer and saw that Victor was covered in wounds. Blood was flowing from his cuts and staining his tattered clothes dark red. His clothes were in shreds, with many burn marks on the edges, and his hair was also singed.
"What happened?! Why are you so badly hurt?!" Hermione's eyes immediately reddened when she saw Victor's condition. She quickly knelt down to heal him. A blue magic circle lit up, and the healing power of Sky Magic began to work on Victor's body.
"I'm fine, they're all just scratches," Victor said, waving his hand nonchalantly as he sat on the ground. "I just ran out of magic power, broke three ribs on my left side, five on my right, and lost a bit of blood, and—"
"Shut up! You're so badly injured. Save your strength and focus on the healing!" Hermione scolded him with red eyes. He was so badly hurt, and he was still joking.
"Hehe..." Victor chuckled and obediently closed his eyes to receive the healing. He admitted that he had been a bit too reckless this time. He really had almost died there.
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