Harry Potter and the Rebirth

If God gave him another chance, he would definitely not be soft-hearted and agree to Harry's request.

As Moody panted and mixed in with the group of wizards, following the main force and moving forward, some people who knew him well stared at him with wide eyes.

Is this still Mr. Moody, the wizard who has always been darker than other dark wizards?

He still looked weird, with one eyeball spinning around, the scary artificial eye not limited by human physiology, staring at everyone carefully. But he couldn't help but look at his messy and fluffy hair, his white face flushed, his whole body steaming, panting, as if he had just come down from a 1,000-meter test.

Lucius was hiding at the back in the chaotic crowd. In front of him and behind him stood two very powerful people whom he had hired from the Aurors at a great price, using a lot of his connections and energy for this purpose.

He needed to come here as a representative of the pure-blood families to show Dumbledore that they were not afraid of fighting.

Grindelwald was at the back of the crowd, while Dumbledore was at the front. The two men cooperated well and kept the entire team firmly under their control.

The midsummer of that year, those few months of crazy passion, made them the people who understood each other best. Grindel stared at the blood alliance that was gradually taking shape in his hand, feeling very happy, and even began to tease Rosier who was following behind him.

"Why don't you bring those two followers here?"

Rozier frowned. She was really troubled by these two troublesome guys. They also wanted to follow her to this place and fight together.

But they always have to consider the worst case scenario, and they must leave their own people in Country M.

"They don't really want to come."

Rosier dismissed Grindelwald casually. He was happy to see her casual attitude and thought it was a sign of letting go of the obsession in her heart.

It is indisputable that Grindelwald felt guilty towards her, but as the first generation Dark Lord who dominated the European and American wizarding worlds, how could he let such a minor emotion affect his decision?

Rosier saw the blood-red bracelet flash across Grindelwald's wrist, and his eyes became dim. He pretended to be calm and dealt with Grindelwald's temptation.

It seemed that he got a result that satisfied him.

At this time, the surroundings were dark. The modern Muggle army stationed nearby turned on super-high-wattage light bulbs, surrounded them, and ruthlessly dispelled the darkness.

"They don't glow, but—"

Muggles are pretty awesome too.

This is the voice of most wizards present.

This cooperation was unprecedented, the first action of wizards and Muggles joining together.

If the last time Dumbledore invited them to watch the final match, it was a show of wizard muscle.

This time, it was undoubtedly the Muggles' home turf. The armies of several countries united cautiously and were wary of each other. They all held the hope of continuing to exist in peace after the war, so they were wary of each other.

But soon, this glimmer of hope was blown away by the ruthless hurricane, which increased the determination of some people to escape.

After this battle, some wizards and Muggle space agencies secretly united, hoping to escort them out of the confines of the earth and into the vast universe.

This was undoubtedly a feasible idea. During that time, NASA, the American space agency, became a hot entity, until Grindelwald showed them that he had control of all the equipment, cutting off their hope of flying into the universe privately.

Wizards can learn the abilities of Muggles, which is what Dumbledore hopes to see. Although he hopes that the two can coexist peacefully, once the huge deterrent from the outside is lost, this fragile alliance will collapse in an instant, and the weapons used against the enemy will be directed at his former companions who once fought side by side.

Class contradictions were irreconcilable, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to be a wizard and be robbed by Muggles into their laboratories by various means, and then be brutally dissected on the laboratory table.

So he tacitly allowed Grindelwald to prepare a backup plan in secret, so that when friends came, there would be wine to drink, and when jackals came, there would be swords and guns.

They soon reached the farthest red church, which looked very dilapidated. A thin cross was placed on the pointed roof, and the bottom of the cross was stained with dark red stains.

If an experienced forensic doctor came here to take a look, he should be able to find that these are unique traces of blood.

Grindelwald's face looked very bad. He teleported to Dumbledore and whispered to him, "The smell here is the same as the laboratory I seized in Country M last time."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Grindelwald was very confident. This confidence was not arrogance, but a clear understanding of his own strength.

Faced with such a huge gathering of the enemy, how could Bai You not join in the fun?

"Boss, aren't we going?"

The little boy stood respectfully beside the boss, and behind him were several good players from the organization, nearly a dozen people, but the boss's presence was equivalent to that of hundreds of adult wizards.

The little boy did not feel how big the gap in strength was, and he could easily deal with those Muggles who had no weapons. He would cast a Confusion Spell and make their weapons point at his own people, and then he could quickly strike the enemy forces.

Bai You stood in the dark, looking up at the gorgeous aurora appearing in the sky, feeling that everything had settled.

Muggles call this kind of aurora a natural phenomenon, but what they don’t know is that every appearance of the aurora is a collision between spaces. When the aurora covers the entire sky, it is the arrival of another space.

"No, we'll just take a look and then leave."

This trip came for no apparent reason, and Bai You had no intention of confronting the forces formed by Dumbledore.

For a tricky character like Dumbledore, it is neither right to fight nor not to fight.

Just as he saw the group of people in the distance surrounding the church, Bai You glanced underground. There were a few tricky guys there who had even stolen some Muggle weapons. The bloody scene was really an eyesore.

Bai You didn't want to watch it anymore. This did not pose a threat to their group.

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to leave, Bai You suddenly stopped, and some people around him also stopped. The little boy looked at his strange master and followed his line of sight to the distant end.

There seemed to be another group of people there.

When the two groups gradually got closer and saw each other's leaders, Bai You decisively chose to retreat.

Tom still made himself look like a boiled egg in front of this familiar face.

"Master, this is an insult to you!"

Bella was very angry, watching the forces that had recently become famous in the world, and Dumbledore's huge alliance, mediate and confront, retreat immediately without even saying hello after seeing their master.

The key point is that the man in the lead actually looked at the master with contempt.

Bella couldn't help but want to express her anger with an Avatar.

"Humph!"

Tom also hated the way he looked now, but the attitude of the man opposite him made him puzzled and torn. Did he know his identity, or was there some other reason?

"go!"

They hid around the Muggles, waiting for the wizarding team to disperse and go underground. They planned to massacre the Muggles to announce their return.

This move made Bella and her Death Eaters very excited. They couldn't defeat some wizards, but they could kill some others, such as...

Bella stared at the cowardly Lucius fiercely. Such a hateful traitor who had defected to Dumbledore early on was actually her relative. She could tolerate her uncle but not her aunt, so she planned to start with him.

Lucius felt a chill on his back, as if some sinister venomous snake was staring at him, but he was also a snake, so he had no reason to be afraid of a fight among his own kind.

Then, a war began unexpectedly, without anyone showing up and without any warning.

It was like a pink dandelion being swept around by a hurricane, with its fluff blown away. Some defenseless Muggles, even though wearing sturdy helmets, were still unable to defend themselves against the invasion of magical things.

Once this thing gets into the nostrils, it will immediately reveal its true form, transform into multiple tentacles, then drill into the nasal passages along the nasal cavity, go to the brain along the blood vessels, and begin to control the entire body. In just a few minutes, it can transform the enemy into its own person.

Dumbledore shouted, "Stand by!"

This inexplicable strong wind and the plants caught in it put him on high alert.

Grindelwald protected the saints who followed him, and this action made many people envious.

Dumbledore opened a huge protective shield, covering all the wizards and some Muggles present. Some Muggles who did not have time to get in desperately slapped the energy shield.

Unfortunately, despite the help of many Auror wizards on the scene, there was still no way to rescue everyone. Outside the energy shield, there were some powerful wizards wandering around. They were the Muggles who were responsible for observing and controlling weapons.

Moody teleported to the operating room of a giant weapon, where a Muggle in camouflage uniform and helmet looked at him expressionlessly.

"slogan--"

"Must win——"

Moody unceremoniously fired several powerful bullets at the entire weapon, shattering it into pieces, and several bullets at the main console, smashing it to pieces. He also took the Muggle out of the weapon. The moment he teleported out, the huge weapon exploded instantly, forming a small mushroom cloud.

It was destroyed before it could be used.

This movement seemed to be a signal. The weapons and equipment that were not protected outside the energy shield exploded one after another. The wizards were like a no-man's land. In this war, they quickly cleared out the internal unstable factors.

While inside the energy shield, some wizards exploded and started to deal with their companions around them. They couldn't tell whether they were enemies or victims who had just been controlled, but they were all treated equally at this time. They were kicked and thrown out of the shield, and their bodies were torn into pieces, and some people had their limbs chopped off.

They were obviously normal people who were chatting and laughing with him just now, but now they have suffered a lot of losses before they even saw the enemy. And those Muggles were weapons and equipment, so Dumbledore felt that they should not be allowed to enter the battlefield.

Becoming more cautious, the huge searchlights that were lit up around them were turned off one by one. Dumbledore let a group of people in, and Moody came up to report the situation to him.

After hearing the news, Dumbledore felt very heavy-hearted. Fighting on their own soil was really timid. They could just send some people in to investigate, find the coordinates, and let the Muggles cooperate in using their nuclear weapons.

But some reasons made Dumbledore give up this decision.

This head cannot be opened. As far as he knows about Muggle weapons, the aftereffects can last for hundreds of years.

There are almost no people living on a piece of land on a small island in the East, and in a certain big country, due to a nuclear leak, the surrounding creatures have mutated and all fertile land has been lost.

If this is the case, there is no need to wait for those people to come. We can just gather forces one after another and drop atomic bombs one after another. In less than half a year, the entire earth will no longer be suitable for human survival.

Dumbledore had been to the places where the so-called nuclear bombs were launched and had observed those weapons up close.

Once you get close to it, you will feel a severe discomfort, which is even more creepy than the curse of a dark wizard. This weapon is equally terrifying and dangerous to Muggles and wizards.

The reason why they dared to gather the forces of wizards together was that the weapons that could threaten them were already under their control.

Once the extremely high temperature erupts, everyone will turn into steam in an instant.

The red house still stood there. He watched coldly as humans killed each other, while his brother and a group of people were watching covetously. They stared at the bulky computer screen in front of them, watching countless snowflakes flashing on it, and occasionally only one or two people could be seen.

"Let's start—"

They held an extremely firm belief and wanted to drag everyone down with them.

No one knows what happened to them that turned them from a crying baby into what they are now.

The situation is tense and ready to go, and there is no room for hesitation.

The people present dispersed one after another, leaving only a piece of letter on the red solid wood table. This letter was sent to Dumbledore, and they wrote many versions.

The content is to prove to Dumbledore that he has the ability to drag everyone to death, and at the same time reveals the location of his base.

Thinking of the terrorist attacks all over the world, thinking of how one little wizard seed after another was recruited by his organization, those little wizards who were not even eleven years old, lay in fear on the cold operating table and had their stomachs cut open.

Dumbledore couldn't suppress his anger. These tragic situations were partly caused by himself because he wanted to live in peace with Muggles.

These horrifying photos were sent to every witch's household. No one knew how they did it, as if they appeared out of thin air.

Some Aurors began to demolish the building, destroying and crushing the erected church layer by layer.

Dumbledore wanted to scare these people, so he had to have blood on his hands and become extreme and cruel.