Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

A dark hole appeared on Regulus' forehead, but no blood flowed out.

"This……"

He was shocked, shocked that such a small piece of metal could burst out with such tremendous power.

Anriel struck while the iron was hot and explained:

“This one is called a pistol, and as the name suggests, it is a portable, single-person handheld firearm.

There is another type, called rifle.

Even in the Muggle world, there are machine guns—they fire these things called bullets that can even form a line.”

Anriel removed the magazine from his pistol and showed Regulus what had just pierced his head.

Now the bullet hole has returned to its original state, but Regulus knows very well... this is because he is dead.

If it were an ordinary wizard, as long as this "bullet" could penetrate, there would be absolutely no chance of survival.

"This... is amazing..."

Regulus pursed his lips... they were a little dry.

This lethal weapon made by Muggles has deeply shocked him.

"So, Master, what do you think..."

Regulus was keenly aware that when Anriel told him this, he was definitely not simply introducing this iron box called a "pistol".

"My opinion? Haha, that might lead to obstruction and resistance from both the Muggle and wizard communities."

Anriel laughed twice.

Regulus' eyes widened slightly, and he lowered his head:

"Appreciate further details."

"What I envision is for Muggles and wizards to move together towards a more reasonable future... towards a greater evolution.

I am not an extreme bloodlineist. I can even say that I am a new advocate - let's call it bloodline futileism.

What I advocate is to take Muggles as the foundation of society, encourage intermarriage between wizards and Muggles, thereby increasing the appearance rate of wizards of Muggle descent, and advocate the use of magic to improve Muggle technology..."

Anriel spoke slowly, and Regulus became more and more frightened as he listened...

This claim is even more extreme than that of Anriel's father, Gellert Grindelwald!

Is this... Grindelwald II...?

Grindelwald's idea of ​​enslaving Muggles still has the support of extreme groups in the wizarding world...

Anriel will offend extreme groups on both sides at once!

However, Regulus once again keenly noticed:

Anriel's idea is more reasonable if we put aside racial prejudice.

This kind of thinking might offend radical extremists in both the Muggle and wizard worlds...

But it is also possible to gain support from advanced elements on both sides at the same time.

Maybe... this is what belongs to Anriel...

“The Greater Good”.

The future of this new idea is chaotic, uncertain and invisible.

But if we ignore the prospects and only look at the idea itself...

To be honest, Regulus' heart was deeply moved.

After experiencing the power of "opening one's mind", there is a way to combine the advantages of both sides...

That is because Regulus is a dead man and does not breathe.

Otherwise, he would be in an excited state with rapid breathing and accelerated blood flow.

Anriel saw clearly his reaction tendency.

"So, what do you think, Regulus?"

Regulus slowly stood up from his chair, walked step by step to the back of Anriel who turned back to face the scorching sun again, and knelt on one knee:

......

"Yes, my Lord."

......

Anriel doesn't need any fire shield spell to test the loyalty of his subordinates.

Because Regulus is a dead man.

Under the effect of the Resurrection Stone, he was pulled out of the coffin-like lake, and was forcibly dragged back from the afterlife that no one could ever leave.

There was no possibility that he would betray Anriel.

He wouldn't do that.

"very good."

Anriel turned half of his body, and the scorching sunlight cast a layer of sacred and dazzling light on his body.

"You know, among the five exceptions to Gamp's basic law of transmutation, there are no steel or gunpowder among the substances that cannot be created out of thin air..."

Anriel clapped his hands, took out the various gun drawings he had drawn long ago, and smiled like a devil:

"Try it, Regulus. You're a genius. You can do it."

......

Ten minutes later, Anriel was the only one who left the Room of Requirement.

He couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Anriel still underestimated Regulus's ability.

After mastering the manufacturing of parts and rifling engraving, Regulus alone is a complete arms chain...

He no longer needs to produce parts and then assemble them.

Before Anriel left, Regulus had just made his first MG42 machine gun, which came with a 2400-round ammunition box, a powerful anti-Jew.

This is a cloth ripper that doesn’t have any barrel problems because of the magic coating!

I really don’t even dare to think about it…

Regulus seemed to be enjoying it, so Anriel simply let him have fun by himself - what man doesn't like this?

Anriel had nothing else to do, so he wandered back to the Ravenclaw common room.

As he passed by the window, he saw a khaki pug next to the school's Quidditch pitch.

He thought of Sirius...

Sirius Black probably never dreamed that his "long-dead brother" would not only be "resurrected", but also stay in Hogwarts before him... and secretly rebel with a 14-year-old boy using Muggle technology...

Has this world gone crazy?

Not to mention Sirius himself, even if Anriel put himself in Sirius's shoes and thought about it, he would feel that this matter was a bit too weird.

......

One week later.

This week, apart from a Quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, nothing else happened. Even this match was one that Anriel didn't care about at all.

As long as Luna didn't go to see it, the "Quidditch" matter had nothing to do with Anriel.

Which team beats which team, and then the ranking rises or falls to which place...

Anriel really couldn't muster any interest in caring about such things.

On the contrary, this matter made Anriel more concerned:

He went to ask Lupin if Harry had come to him to learn the Patronus Charm.

Lupin looked confused... and unaware of the situation.

Considering that Professor McGonagall had already checked the Firebolt, it seemed that Mr. Potter had completely immersed himself in Quidditch.

He had completely forgotten about the Dementors.

This is also closely related to the fact that Anriel hunted down all the Dementors around the school.