On Christmas Day, Arthur came to pick up John early in the morning... He was going to visit his grandfather and ask about the situation of those Soviet scientists. When he was still in school, the old man wrote a letter saying that from the perspective of homeland strategic defense attack and logistics The Security Bureau has seized back some cutting-edge researchers from the former Soviet Union.

Facts have proved that the Paperclip Project did give some people a taste of the sweetness.But with John here, it is destined not to allow Hydra to develop smoothly... Howard has already gone to see Ms. Carter. Two old people who know the horror of Hydra are already planning some plans, some that even John has no way of knowing. plan.

Walking out of the Burrow, he met a wizard wearing Muggle farmer's clothes. Arthur patted John on the shoulder.

"Dumbledore said I can't know what you are doing yet, but children... maybe this term is not appropriate..."

"No, Mr. Weasley, Ron and I are very good friends."

"Okay, kid, take care of yourself and don't be too hasty. Dumbledore and the others are standing in front of you. You're still young and you still have a long time."

"You're so perceptive."

"You look the same now as you did when we joined the Order of the Phoenix... Just as young, just as high-spirited... I thought my children would never encounter war again, but now, it seems like war is coming..."

Arthur sighed and muttered to himself

"Secret societies, large-scale rendition of Muggles, just after the saints died, there are a lot of wizards here... Merlin's beard, Dumbledore is not going to rebel."

"Stop your imaginings, Arthur Weasley. We are just a group of poor wizards who have been taken in. We come here just to contribute some of our own power."

The farmer pressed the brim of his hat and walked over

"Mr. Dumbledore said that you would be our second batch of members... After the plan has achieved some results, you are his most trusted student."

"What he said is really inflammatory, even though we are willing...Okay John, take care of yourself, Molly likes your child very much."

"Of course, Mr. Weasley."

John waved goodbye to Arthur.

After following the farmer for a short distance, and after confirming that there were no people around, John curiously looked at this wizard who was dressed in a Muggle-like style.

"Sir, what shall I call you?"

"Segur Harosh...young master, my name."

"Young Master?" John was a little confused... Could it be that Grindelwald is planning to train me to pass on his mantle of saint?But John will not go after the Deathly Hallows. Anyone who has watched the movie knows how unreliable that thing is.

Segel ignored John's doubts and just took the lead and continued walking.

"Okay, Mr. Harrosh. Where is Mr. Grindelwald, who can answer my questions?"

"He's dead." Segel's tone was very calm, as if he was telling John that he had eaten breakfast.

"Aren't you a saint?"

"There are no more saints, young master...the saints are all dead too."

"Okay, okay, you guys did a really good job... Then why did he change his name... Don't give me a bad look!"

"Carlos Harris."

"Harris?!"

John was a little shocked. Alicia's family is also related to Grindelwald?

"Yes, the Harris family was the foreshadowing laid by the master in the last few years... Due to the pressure of the master, he had financial ties with the master. When he realized that the master was about to collapse, he cleverly transferred the family industry to the UK."

"It's a good script, no one noticed it?"

"Everyone except Mr. Dumbledore had an accident."

"died?"

"No, just like those Muggles this time... fires, research accidents... tomorrow and accidents always don't know who will come first, right?"

Segel was a little proud when he said this, and his originally calm voice became louder... He liked this feeling of deceiving the world very much, just like the demise of Grindelwald and the Saints.

Using the loopholes in the plan to his advantage and inciting people from other camps to rebel... this is the master's specialty.

"What about the real Carlos?"

"Cherlobeli." Segel returned to the calm and meticulous tone just now, but the slight frown showed that he was not so calm in his heart... Both he and Carlos were the most trusted people by the master. , are all the winners and losers hidden under the gambling table.

Unfortunately, Segel waited until Grindelwald walked out of the tower, but he failed... It's ridiculous for a wizard who gave his life to save Muggles, right?

"I'm sorry... He has noble qualities."

"No, young master, he is a wizard with bad habits..." He just practiced his master's philosophy... Wizards are not nobler than Muggles.

"maybe."

silence.

Fortunately, the place arranged by Dumbledore was not too far away. After walking into a valley, a fairly large village appeared in front of John.

"We are here, young master."

Segel took out his magic wand and waved it. The trees in front suddenly gave way, and a fairly spacious road appeared.

"The new world, the name the master gave it...the master has high expectations for you, young master."

Grindelwald had high expectations for the magic technology that John mentioned, which combines magic and technology. He had roughly learned from Howard that Muggles understand the foundation of things much deeper than wizards.

For example, when it comes to diseases, wizards often try to use different methods, different combinations of medicinal materials or magic to try to cure it...But unlike Muggles, they never pay attention to the cause of the disease and its effects when researching cure methods. Study this aspect of its nature.

While magic allows wizards to master many magical and incredible methods, it also limits the thinking of wizards. They believe that the essence of their world is magic... But as a person who has lived in the Muggle world for more than twenty years Man, John knew, the basis of the material world are elementary particles.

Perhaps, the magic related to the spirit is the essence of the spiritual world or some other world... But, for wizards who still need to use physical bodies and physical objects, it is true that the essence of the world is basic particles.

Making a bold guess, maybe magic is just a kind of particle that Muggles haven't discovered yet.

John believes that there are no technical barriers between magic and technology, just like people thousands of years ago believed that lightning and thunder were divine punishment... Magic is just a science that has not yet been studied.

Magic is the outpost of the fusion of magic and technology. Perhaps, decades, hundreds or even thousands of years from now, when people have thoroughly studied magic and magic, an ordinary person can use the air in a systematic and scientific way. He casts a powerful forbidden spell with the scattered magic power.

Just like the ancient people's fantasy of cultivating immortals, they absorb the magic particles scattered in the air into the body and use them for their own use.

John thought to himself that although he was not qualified to participate in the research, he was considered a leader. Thinking about it, it would be written in future history textbooks that it was Mr. John Stark Wick and the two old men who pointed out the relationship between magic and The development direction of science and technology...it’s exciting just thinking about it!

"John?! My dear grandson, come to grandpa quickly."

Before John could recover, Howard, who had just walked out of the house, hugged him.

"I never thought that your kid has the ability to predict the future? Thank you for saving Maria and me."

After Catherine and Tony left, Grindelwald told Howard everything about the affairs between him, Dumbledore and John, including some of John's abilities and some of his enjoyment of magical technology.

After all, it is John's family, and they will know sooner or later. The main reason for not telling Catherine now is not to worry them, and Howard is related to the group of scientists from the former Soviet Union and some subsequent research, so he needs to know this... John also believes that Howard Although we will worry about ourselves, we will never forcefully stop it...because, before we learn to walk, we need to learn to run first.

A Stark man is not afraid of any challenge.

After following Howard into the two-story wooden house, John looked at Segel curiously... Why did this old-fashioned old gentleman follow him in?

Walking into the cabin, he was greeted by a rush of heat. John quickly took off his coat... A thin T-shirt covered his strong upper body. Such full muscles were a bit exaggerated for an 11-year-old child. .

"You're in great shape, boy."

Looking around, Dumbledore and a lean old German man with gray hair were sitting on the sofa in the living room. The small patch of beard under his nose made him look like an old Adolf... This should be Carlos Harry. Come on, she does look a bit like Alicia.

There were two cups of black tea and a cup of coffee on the coffee table... Howard couldn't drink tea, not even the British ones.

The three of them must have been chatting about something just now, and then the two great wizards sensed the arrival of John and the others, so there was a scene where Howard came out to pick them up.

Segel naturally placed his right hand on his left chest and saluted Grindelwald. After Grindelwald's signal, he naturally walked to stand next to him.The upper body is slightly tilted forward, ready to listen to instructions.

Two words, professional!

John couldn't help but admire Segel's smooth operation in his heart.

"Come sit down, John, and we'll take this opportunity to go over the plan."

Dumbledore conjured a glass of honey water...warm, fresh from Hogwarts.

John was just about to sit down when he heard a discordant voice.

"Wait a minute, grandson, call grandpa first and listen!"

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