Chapter 438
Descendants of Grindelwald?
Chapter 438 Descendants of Grindelwald?
In the past, Wade had also wondered whether Muggle weapons could directly kill wizards like Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Grindelwald, who possessed top-notch magical abilities.
No matter how powerful a wizard is, he has the weakness of high attack and low defense.
For example, Professor McGonagall, who was a powerful magician and proficient in Transfiguration, later became the headmaster of Hogwarts, but was almost sent away because of four stunning spells.
No matter how powerful those three people were or how much magic they mastered, they all died from the Killing Curse in the end.
Voldemort, in particular, died twice - both times from rebounding Killing Curses he had cast himself.
According to Wade's original idea, the high-intensity covering shooting of modern weapons would force the target to be unable to Apparate calmly, which would have a great chance of killing the wizard standing at the top of the pyramid.
But he didn't expect that the first time he saw the imagined fire coverage, it was from Grindelwald's hands.
The wall was razed to the ground, the beautiful tall building was blown into ruins, and the previously densely packed human figures quickly disappeared in the flames and explosions. Even two tanks and a missile launcher that were originally hiding behind the building were destroyed.
Countless lives melted away as quickly as dew under the scorching sun, but perhaps because he did not see the corpses and blood directly, Wade did not feel that the scene was bloody and cruel, but only felt that it was dazzlingly spectacular.
What’s the difference between this and a swarm of small drones bombarding the ground with artillery fire?
He didn't know if anyone on the other side could survive this level of attack - unless they had hidden in a solid basement beforehand.
After hearing Grindelwald's words about Muggle weapons, Wade was silent for a while, but he couldn't help but ask curiously: "So many paper airplanes... have you been preparing them for a long time?"
This is not a simple matter of folding it. Paper airplanes can carry objects heavy enough that they cannot carry natural buoyancy. Some of them can even dodge bullets flexibly. Alchemical technology must have been used.
Even though it is very simple, not everyone can master it.
If this scene was the kind of "ten years of training a sword, one sword that shocks the world", it would not be so bad - the Wucui Party only has so many capable and hard-working alchemy apprentices, and it would take them a long time to make these planes, and they are all disposable consumables with no possibility of recycling.
But Grindelwald had a faint smile on his face and asked, "Ved, if Muggles want to mass-produce exactly the same thing, what would they do?"
Wade hesitated and said, "Assembly line operation?"
This is the method adopted by Aslan Magic Workshop, which enables them to produce sufficient products each time to quickly occupy the market, and when new products are released, they are always promoted to wizards all over the world.
Grindelwald nodded and said, "It's the same for us. These cute little guys don't take as much time as you think."
——What is assembly line operation?
Delain thought about it in his mind, but did not ask. He just memorized the word secretly and planned to look up the information when he returned.
He was born into a very typical pure-blood family. Although he had always hoped that wizards could rule over Muggles, he disdained to truly understand another group.
But now, seeing that the people he admired had learned Muggle knowledge, and that the paper airplanes that were originally used for communication could create such terrible scenes after being equipped with Muggle weapons, he finally quietly changed his mind.
Grindelwald suddenly laughed and said, "It seems that the rats can no longer hide... Günter, go and kill them!"
After all the paper planes were used up, those who had been hiding before finally emerged - a black vehicle drove out from underground, roaring and trying to surround the wizard from both sides, with cylindrical gun muzzles extending from the sides of the vehicle, making a faint buzzing sound.
Delain's eyes suddenly became very sharp. He pressed his left ear to give orders, and in the blink of an eye he Apparated to the front, facing those steel behemoths, and raised his magic wand.
Wade discovered that almost everyone in the Witch Party was equipped with a communication pea, and they quickly separated and found their corresponding targets.
"Oh!"
The muzzle of the car made a loud noise, and a large amount of gold powder sprayed out, shining in the light of the fire.
The Shivangis bells on the wizards glowed in sync and swayed gently.
Vader was watching the battle when he suddenly heard someone next to him ask, "Have you learned the Fire Shield?"
He turned suddenly and looked at Grindelwald.
Although he had already guessed the reason why the magic book appeared on the bookshelf, Grindelwald's direct question still caught Wade off guard.
He was silent for a moment, but finally chose to seize this opportunity and said, "...Actually, there are still a few things I don't quite understand."
"Well, tell me?" Grindelwald said in a calm tone.
On the battlefield not far away, the gold powder seemed to have turned into a small tornado, constantly drilling into the bells hanging around the waists of many wizards.
Except for a few unlucky people who accidentally inhaled the gold dust and fell to the ground, most people were not affected at all. They walked towards the enemy while throwing spells.
——It’s not that the wizards don’t want to run, but this kind of brisk walking can better ensure the accuracy of the spell.
Some vehicles were overturned by rapidly expanding rocks, some cars fell into sudden swamps while speeding, and some drivers were suddenly controlled by the confusion spell and drove their cars head-on into other vehicles.
Vader withdrew his gaze from the battle and asked, "Apart from the Patronus spell, I have never seen a spell that can distinguish between friend and foe... It is both a protection and a devil's flame that can bring death."
"But is the decision on how to distinguish based on the thought at the moment of casting the spell? Is this thought determined after comprehensive consideration, or is it a subconscious thought?"
Grindelwald laughed and said, "If it is following the subconscious that we ourselves do not understand, then after the spell, there may not be many people left around me."
He looked at the clumsy wizards who were casting magic by swinging their arms and shouting spells without emotion, and said indifferently:
"You learned Occlumency, but you only learned Occlumency. You haven't learned how to create the illusion of memory."
"Just clear your mind of distractions and leave one clear thought in your mind. That's where your fire will burn."
Wade was stunned for a moment, then realized something, his eyes twitched slightly, and he forced himself not to complain.
—How do you know I learned Occlumency?
——So you, old man, tried to read my mind while I wasn't paying attention?
While he was glad that he had learned the art of brain occlumency early on and cleared his mind every night before going to bed, he also clearly realized once again the difference between Grindelwald and Dumbledore.
This dark wizard is already so powerful, but he doesn't seem to have any awareness that "bullying children is immoral".
After a pause, Vader skipped the question and asked, "Fire Shield is the same as Fiery Flame. It is a very difficult black magic to control, right? This one is even more difficult."
"After casting the spell, even if you don't use magic power to maintain the spell, the flames will engulf the people around you, thereby strengthening its own power... So if it gets out of control, it will definitely cause huge casualties."
"How can I completely control or restrain it?" Grindelwald looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Control it, that's fine... but you also want to learn how to restrain my flames?"
Wade's eyes wandered for a moment, a little embarrassed, but he still shamelessly asked: "...Can I learn it? If not, forget it."
“Since I’m going to teach you, I’m going to teach you the whole set.” Grindelwald said, “The secret to mastering it lies in courage and determination—you can’t be afraid of your own flame, and you can’t waver.”
“Even if you see your trusted comrades turned to ashes in the fire, you must always believe that it is not you who is wrong, and certainly not your spell. Since you have made the decision, the guys who are burned by the flames are all enemies, nothing more.”
Wade looked at Grindelwald's cold profile and couldn't help but think - he himself had experienced that kind of time, right?
He watched someone familiar walk confidently into his flames, scream, beg for mercy, and die, only to realize that the other person was not actually his companion.
In the distance, Delain smashed a few bottles, and green smoke with an ominous smell exploded like a rapidly expanding cloud, covering the entire car.
The people inside rushed out wailing, their skin quickly festering and covered with blisters. They desperately scratched their faces with both hands, and soon died.
Although Draine looks like an elite warrior, he is actually a master of potions.
Several vehicles flew up under the control of the levitation spell, then fell heavily to the ground, and then suddenly broke into pieces, revealing the stunned soldiers inside.
The people who rushed out in the vehicles finally discovered that their steel bodies could not provide them with protection, but instead became helpers for the enemy to slaughter them, so they rushed out of the vehicles one after another.
"Bang bang bang..."
Amid the sporadic gunfire, several members of the Wu party suddenly fell down.
The soldier who fired the shot himself showed an incredible look - why did the missiles and machine guns fail to work before, but the bullets with less power killed the enemy?
Then they immediately realized that not every wizard was as strong as a monster! The trick of blocking bullets was not so effective when the wizards were scattered!
More guns spewed flames.
But the wailing and sacrifice apparently did not disturb Grindelwald's interest in teaching. He watched his own people die grimly, and also watched those who were not dead grow rapidly under tremendous pressure.
He is the leader of the Wu Party, but not their nanny. He has no interest in using his old and tired body as a wall to protect the Wu Party like babies.
He did not think about what Vader was thinking, but continued:
"When you doubt and resent magic, magic will betray you - this is true for any magic, except that the backlash of Fire Shield will be even more cruel."
"As for how to restrain it... there is actually only one way..."
The surrounding environment was very noisy, and Grindelwald lowered his voice again. Wade subconsciously moved closer so that he could hear more clearly.
……
On the hillside, if the baby had not been so weak, Voldemort suspected that he would have jumped up several times in surprise.
Fortunately, every time he was about to do so, his soft bones forced him to interrupt his thoughts, and his motionless posture appeared very calm and steady.
It was different for Barty Crouch Jr. next to him. He was sweating profusely, his face looked paler and his hand holding the wand was shaking slightly.
Looking at the battlefield below the mountain, he unconsciously put himself in the shoes of the attacked party, and every time he found it difficult to survive in this meat grinder-like place.
The hail of bullets at the beginning was enough to make people into sieves... Aren't paper airplanes small gadgets purchased by the Ministry of Magic? How could they be so powerful... Why hasn't it ended yet? How many paper airplanes do they have?
What is that gold dust... The Muggles seem to be full of confidence, but it doesn't work...
If someone shoots you from behind when you are protecting your master, and you block one shot but there is still another, how many times can you handle it?
The reason why the wizards of the Witch Party did not suffer large-scale casualties was that they were surrounded by companions and could protect each other's invisible areas, and the effect of the spell was such that the sum of one was greater than two.
However, because of his personal stance and his father's identity, Barty Crouch Jr. actually had no good friends on either side.
He used to think it was nothing, because the Voldemort he admired had proved that as long as one was strong enough, there was no need for friends and everyone would bow to him.
But now it seems that when you are not that powerful, having a comrade is actually very important, especially when facing the powerful and insidious weapons of Muggles...
"Barty," Voldemort said suddenly.
"Owner?"
"Look at that man, the one standing next to Grindelwald."
Baby Voldemort pointed his wand and said.
Barty Crouch Jr. quickly found the person he was talking about - Grindelwald was not wearing a hood, and his white hair was very conspicuous among the many dark wizards.
The man was not tall, but he was very close to Grindelwald, and the positions between the two seemed to make them seem very intimate.
Moreover, he did not take any action from beginning to end. This obviously could not be because his status was higher than Grindelwald. It could only be that his magical ability was not that strong, so he was protected.
"It looks like he should be a descendant that Grindelwald values." Barty Crouch Jr. guessed, "He's not very tall... maybe not too old either."
"Well, write it down." Voldemort said: "If we want to deal with the Witch Party in the future, this may be a breakthrough point."
"Yes."
Barty Crouch Jr. responded and looked at the cloaked figure.
Although I can't see his appearance clearly, if I ever meet the Wizard Party again in the future and see a young wizard of similar height being treated with great attention, I will probably be able to confirm his identity.
If Grindelwald wanted his descendant to be the heir, he couldn't keep him hidden forever...
……
On the battlefield, Vader, who was so comfortable that he didn't even cast a spell, suddenly clenched his fists. His expression instantly tensed and his scalp almost exploded.
After asking several major questions, Grindelwald suddenly pressed his shoulder and asked, "Ved, are you planning to escape today?"
(End of this chapter)