"Protego Totalum! Utmost strength, utmost shield!"
"Protego Totalum! Utmost strength, utmost shield!"
The black-robed wizards chanted, and silver-white light burst from the tips of their wands, merging into the enormous, translucent barrier.
The barrier, which had initially been like a thin film, gradually solidified and became stable. From above, it looked like a crystal shield had appeared on the ground.
Wade approached Grindelwald and heard the old man ask in a low voice, "Do you remember what I told you about the magic that can counter Fiendfyre?"
"I do," Wade replied.
Spells like "Finite Incantatem" were universal remedies against all curses, but they weren't the best choice. This was especially true when dealing with fire-based magic that grew stronger the more it burned, making such efforts particularly inefficient.
According to Grindelwald's theory, the best way to deal with spells like Fiendfyre was to fight fire with fire.
Though both were highly destructive flames, Fiendfyre seemed to have a life and mind of its own, and it possessed the characteristic of "burning all combustibles." However, its own temperature wasn't particularly high.
Therefore, even if one was only a few feet from the flames, as long as there was no direct contact, there would be no heat radiation damage, no burns from high-temperature air, or injuries like gas explosions.
The key to Fiendfyre was its selective lethality: enemies touching the flames would instantly turn to ash, while allies would remain unharmed, not even feeling significant heat.
And in the Dark Magic books Grindelwald had given Wade, there was another Fire Charm recorded that emphasized extreme high temperature and destructive power. It could instantly suppress and devour Fiendfyre, break through Fiendfyre, and instantly destroy the casting wizard.
The drawback was that this spell consumed a great deal of the wizard's magical energy and lasted for a very short time.
"You said before that my past strategy was wrong, that slaughter and tyranny could not change the Wizarding World."
Grindelwald's words made Wade's expression slightly awkward. He thought Grindelwald had already skipped that part. Why bring it up now?
Then, he heard the former monarch say arrogantly:
"Most wizards are foolish lambs content with the status quo. When a lion tries to lead them to become a pack of wolves, not only do they refuse to accept it, but they want to resist."
Wade raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Isn't it only right to fight for one's own life and the lives of their family?"
Behind them, the barrier looked almost fully formed, but Grindelwald's wand was still in his pocket, seemingly with no intention of acting.
He chuckled softly and said, "I'll admit there's some truth to what you say. I can see you've also thought seriously about how to bring about change."
"But child, that's not enough… mere ideas and morality aren't enough to win people over."
"Many people in this world will only fear violence far greater than their own, but they won't be grateful for the help and kindness of others."
Grindelwald's eyes seemed to be looking far into the distance. Wade believed that, at this moment, he, like Grindelwald, instinctively thought of Dumbledore.
Although the plot in the original work where the Ministry of Magic slandered, expelled Dumbledore and Harry, and tried to frame them with various charges hadn't happened yet, Grindelwald seemed to have already seen that scene.
He knew very well—the Wizarding World did not thank its Saviors, no matter which one.
"So if you want people to listen to you, you have to display your power… destructive power, that's how everyone will become polite, peace-loving, and respectful of your will."
Grindelwald chuckled, "Even Athena holds a shield and a spear, Wade. Only violence can stop violence. So go, let everyone see your strength."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a continuous series of loud thuds echoed through the forest.
*"Boom—Boom—Boom—"*
As far as Wade's eyes could see, seven or eight giant trees pulled their thick roots from the soil and began moving towards the camp.
Their trunks twisted and deformed, branches trembled, and gigantic limbs flailed wildly, knocking over smaller trees in front of them. Two large trees that were relatively close even savagely fought each other.
The shortest of these trees were as tall as a five or six-story building, while the tallest reached thirty or forty meters. They lumbered through the darkness, making the ground tremble violently.
Seeing this scene, which seemed capable of destroying the world, Grindelwald actually laughed.
"I thought that fellow would wait until the end of the match. It seems our friend lacks a bit of patience."
He pointed his wand upwards, and a giant orb of light flew into the sky, like a new sun brought to the wilderness, illuminating everything in perfect detail.
Under their black hoods, many Alliance members' faces turned pale, their legs trembling uncontrollably. If it weren't for Grindelwald standing in front, many might have Apparated away the moment they saw the giant trees emerge.
Even Antoine stopped bantering with the person next to him, gripping his wand Tightly.
The wizard holding the Streaming Mirror Master Mirror beside him was a young girl with short brown hair. Her hands trembled as she fearfully asked, "Why… why are we facing these monsters alone? There are a hundred thousand wizards in the stadium behind us!"
"Mr. Grindelwald naturally has his reasons," Antoine said with a stern face, forcing himself to remain calm. "Trust our leader."
The girl nodded, then saw the wizard beside Grindelwald, who didn't look particularly strong, actually walking forward… walking towards those monstrous giant trees.
"He… what does he want to do?"
The brown-haired girl asked in terror.
Antoine said nothing. He looked at Wade worriedly, then at Grindelwald, involuntarily taking a step forward, only to stop under Drayne's gaze.
As Wade walked forward, a strange calmness, rather than fear, filled him.
This mental state surprised even him, as if he wasn't facing murderous, building-sized giant trees, but merely going downstairs to buy breakfast.
I thought: Actually, when I first started, I didn't want to change anything, nor did I think about gaining much influence… I just wanted to safely learn more magic.
Magic was amazing, and the Wizarding World was wonderful, but if Voldemort returned, he had even considered taking his parents and leaving this land for a safer country.
But when did his thoughts start to change, little by little?
Wade looked at the giant trees ahead, softly sighed, and raised his wand—
"Ignis Divinum Furor! (Wrath of the Flame God!)"
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