Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

He was frightened by the opponent's strength and methods, and the strange moves and star power he displayed from time to time made him feel... [incomprehensible].

Yes, that is incomprehensible.

That is a magical power that does not belong to this world.

High dimension beats low dimension.

Perhaps from the perspective of realm, Mu En was far inferior to Him, but it was the incomprehensible high-dimensional methods that appeared from time to time that made Him feel difficult.

At this moment, opposite Him, Mu En waved his magic wand again, and the moon in the sky also burst into infinite brilliance.

His figure began to flicker and twitch under the moonlight.

"There is no time to waste!" He began to talk to himself. It was Helbo's personality urging and roaring.

"Lock him up and take him away! Just like you did to me!" Merlin also roared in a low voice.

"Capture him first, seal him! We have plenty of time to absorb him slowly, and he will eventually become one with us."

The next moment, cracks appeared in the surrounding space again, and an ancient and magnificent aura emerged and spread around.

Mu En's expression changed. He felt that the moon was no longer his friend and the tide was moving away from him.

It’s [the world].

The world had taken action against him, and he had caused it.

This was not his first time dealing with the [world], but he had only encountered minor conflicts before.

For example, some worlds don't like planeswalkers like him and will try various methods to drive him out, while some worlds won't even open the door to him.

This is usually the case, because the world has no concrete thoughts, it is just some nature.

But this time it’s different. The world is guided by Him to take direct action against Mu En.

The chains of the world emerged from the space crack, and the other end of the chains appeared on Mu En's shoulders.

Yes, it manifests directly like this, rather than in the form of [shooting out, binding].

After all, Mu En is in this world.

Merlin once lost in this way, and was then taken to the border between life and death.

"Interesting." Mu En raised the corner of his mouth. He felt that his power was beginning to be suppressed. However, he was not afraid at all. He grabbed the world chains with both hands, and blue-purple flames flowed in his hands.

"Even at this point, you still choose to continue resisting!" He looked at Mu En in disbelief.

In his concept, the world cannot be violated. After Merlin was suppressed by the world, he simply gave up resistance.

However, in Mu En's concept, the world is not a rare thing.

There is nothing that cannot be resisted!

This is a difference in thinking.

It’s like when a student looks at his teacher, he will involuntarily feel afraid and want to avoid him.

When adults see their teachers, they don't feel panicky at all.

This is how Mu En sees the world now.

Such behavior also made Him desire more transcendental scenery.

Thinking of this, He began to guide the world, tightening the chains, and taking away Mu En's soul.

The flames in Mu En's hands remained the same as before, and the magic array deep in his brain continued to hum.

He lowered his head and looked towards Greater London and towards Big Ben.

Under his mandatory orders, the people of the Ministry of Magic avoided the occurrence of man-made disasters.

Just like the discussion at Hogwarts earlier today:

"I'm talking about the students at Hogwarts, the parents, and those who bear no responsibility but are implicated - anyone."

"London? No, no."

"London. OK, that's a success."

After ending the recollection, Mu En withdrew his gaze.

Success, hmm. He was quite satisfied with the result.

His soul was gradually drawn out, and his body began to sway in mid-air.

Using one's own strength to fight against the will of the entire world feels like an ordinary person wrestling with an elephant.

He could already sense that he was about to be dragged into Avalon.

"Lucifer, are you afraid?" Mu En asked.

Lucifer's voice appeared in his mind.

"Don't be afraid, burn them! Burn them, burn everything!!"

But then, his passionate voice dropped again.

"What a pity, the child hasn't even been born yet."

"What a pity! I didn't have time to say goodbye to Xindel." Mu En also sighed: "Everything that needs to be arranged has been arranged, except for this."

"Are you afraid?" Lucifer asked again, "You are not afraid, so you asked me that question just now, wanting to find confidence, right?"

"Afraid?" Mu En smiled and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. Either you win or you die - isn't that how we get here?"

"Then, keep winning." Lucifer let out his last roar in Mu En's head!

The next moment, the sky over Greater London shook.

He disappeared.

Avalon also disappeared.

Just a figure fell from the sky.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The next moment, the Aurors who had been hovering in the low sky over London, as well as Dumbledore and Harry on Big Ben, all moved together.

Dumbledore arrived the fastest. He hugged the falling figure and his whole body became extremely stiff.

Then, he slowly fell down, and his landing point was London's most iconic building, Trafalgar Square.

In the center of the square, in front of the monument and the statue, Dumbledore fell to the ground.

He gently and carefully placed the figure on the ground and straightened out his complicated robe and the hair that had become messy due to the battle.

He knew that Mu En was a person who paid attention to appearance.

At this moment, he would definitely make sure he was clean.

Harry came, his green pupils were like an earthquake, and his legs and feet were shaking like sieves.

Then, his feet went weak and he hit the ground hard.

Around them, Moody, Scrimgeour and other Aurors, who were closest to them, also gathered around and stayed where they were.

pat-

Raindrops as big as beans fell, and dark clouds that came from nowhere obscured the moon, which had been dazzling and boundless just a moment ago.

It's raining.

Time passed slowly, and Harry felt a hand on his shoulder.

It was Hermione, she came over.

"Harry," she began.

Harry placed his hand on Hermione's and opened his mouth, but couldn't take a breath of air.

"I--I'm fine." Harry stood up tremblingly: "No, I'm fine." He waved his hands around, pushing away those who wanted to support him.

"I can walk, it's okay," he repeated.

He turned and stumbled away from the group.

"Harry!" Hermione followed behind him and couldn't help shouting loudly.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." He kept repeating it.

The next moment, he suddenly felt nauseous and started to dry heave on the spot.

But then, he felt like something was stuck on his neck and he couldn't even breathe.

Dumbledore turned and looked at Harry. He took a deep breath, then raised his hand and gave an order.

"Scrimgeour, organize the recovery work. This rain is a good opportunity to erase the memories of all Muggles.

Hurry and restore London to its original state before tomorrow's sunrise."

After saying this, he squatted down and tried to pick up the body again.

But a hand suddenly grabbed Dumbledore's wrist.

It's Harry.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." He said quickly, then squatted down with a normal expression and gently picked up the body.

This body has no temperature at all and is as cold as ice.

"Let's go back to Hogwarts first," Dumbledore said.