The moment Hoffa buried nothingness in his heart, the world changed again. In the dim streets, the flames were still crackling, but the expressions of those crazy people returned to normal little by little.

They stopped from running wildly, put down their guns, masonry, and knives, stopped killing each other, and looked around in confusion, as if they were just waking up from a dream.

Some people looked at the corpses around them and screamed and cried. Some people looked at the head they were holding and threw it away as if they were electrocuted.

In a park somewhere, under the beautiful and distorted sky, a man was holding a woman under his body, shaking his lower body desperately regardless of howling.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The man was stunned and put on his pants.

He lovingly said to his crying girlfriend: "My dear, you have to believe me, what I love is your soul, not your body."

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In the church, an old priest with a ferocious face was slashing at the believers with a kitchen knife. He was naked and not even covered with hair.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The old pastor was horrified, and his eyes regained clarity. He threw away the kitchen knife and put on his sermon clothes again.

"The Lord's virtue shines on all things. All the sufferings we suffer are tests given to us by the Lord. When facing sufferings, we must be full of gratitude..."

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In the shopping mall, a disheveled businessman was holding various valuable commodities and banknotes, drooling and playing around.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The businessman stopped, looked at the money in his hand, and suddenly showed a sad expression.

He covered his head frantically and yelled, then without hesitation he lay on the ground and took back the money one by one.

I encountered someone who was unwilling to give their money back.

The businessman would slap him on the head.

"Without transactions, there would be no society. What are you doing with my money?"

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In a certain Muggle high school, a teacher was leading a group of students, tearing up books crazily, and the classroom was filled with endless white scraps of paper.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The teacher and students paused one after another, and then stopped moving. They stood in an awkward silence in the classroom with flying confetti.

Finally, the teacher coughed and said, "You guys, go to my office and get another set of homework books."

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In a certain Western country, a group of politicians were fighting each other wildly in the conference hall. They dragged each other's ties and poked each other's eyes with pens. The sky was full of flying and smashing leather shoes.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The fighting politicians were stunned, and the leather boots flying in the sky fell to the ground. They quickly found their positions, tied their ties, put on their shoes, and continued the negotiation and meeting as if nothing had happened.

The madness that shrouded the world disappeared, the sky was no longer distorted, and a wisp of starlight shone through the dense dark clouds on the streets. At this moment, everyone felt a sense of relief.

Within Hogwarts, countless students who had been transformed into animals returned to their original appearance. After they stood up, they looked at their palms in confusion, as if they had had a ridiculous and bizarre dream.

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However, in the British Ministry of Magic, Fatir, who noticed this scene, hugged Vincent without hesitation, grabbed his hand, and roared: "Catch them!!"

This action was like lighting a barrel of explosives. The surrounded Ministry of Magic officials drew out their wands. Countless prisoners swung their wands and rushed towards the Ministry of Magic officials.

After receiving the order, the fire dragons blocking the way between the two sides began to spit out flames without hesitation. They shuttled among the crowd, flying up and down. Every time they opened and closed their mouths, some prisoners were burned until their bodies were blackened.

For a moment, a curse stirred in the air. Broken marble fragments flew in the air like shrapnel.

Fires of various colors radiated. Some statues were hit by magic spells and corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some people were hit by crushing spells, and their arms exploded into a blur of flesh and blood, flying in the air.

The sounds of shouting and fighting were endless. Some Ministry of Magic officials fled in panic. They lay down under the table and crawled forward, trying to climb out of the Shura field.

But as soon as someone was halfway up, he was dragged out by the thighs of the crazy prisoner. The prisoner grinned and pointed his wand at the Ministry of Magic official, but in the next second, his upper body was bitten in half by a Hesidian black dragon.

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Before the black dragon had time to swallow the body whole, several magic spells were heard in the distance, causing the black dragon's scales to fly and its eyes to shatter.

All kinds of brutal roars could be heard endlessly.

In the midst of chaos.

Fatir pressed Vincent to the ground, clasped his neck with one hand, took away his wand with the other hand, and then punched him hard in the face.

"Wake up! Did you see it?"

The warden roared: "What did I see?"

Fatir: "The void has disappeared, don't be bewitched by Grindelwald anymore."

Vincent, who was lying on the ground, laughed, his smile filled with unwillingness and despair. He shook his head: "You are still struggling. Do you know that Grindelwald has long expected that something like this might happen?"

After a pause, he struggled and said, "He asked me to tell you."

Fatir pressed Vincent's neck, and an unknown premonition came to his mind: "What are you telling me?"

The muscles on Vincent's face twitched a few times and he smiled: "Grindelwald said that living is more painful than death. And giving death is a kind of mercy to him."

"What on earth are you talking about?"

Fatil asked sternly, the ominous premonition in his heart getting stronger and stronger.

"He also said that for a moment, he really admired your daughter. She is tenacious, lively, optimistic, and always lives in the present. Compared with her, we are as ugly as maggots."

boom!!

Fatir felt like he was struck by lightning. He let go of Vincent and stumbled back.

After a few seconds, he rushed forward again, pressed the warden of Azkaban against the wall, and roared sharply:

"Where is Grindelwald?"

Vincent looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

Fatir took out his wand, put it on his temple, and roared again: "Tell me, where is that guy!?"

"I have no idea."

Vincent's face was red and his eyes were red, "Don't you know where you let your family go?"

"I'm asking you where the hell Grindelwald is!!"

The top of the wand was bent, and Vincent's face was squeezed out of shape. He felt the undisguised naked murderous intention and raised his hand: "Grindelwald didn't tell me, he just said..."

"say what?"

Fatir asked.

"He also said, you, although you know a lot of truths, but until your death you will be just a man who puts his family first, a mediocre person, and a vulgar person. You are not worthy of being a master of dragon training."

Fati's face turned pale. He weakly let go of his hand and glanced blankly at the chaotic Ministry of Magic, looking at the Azkaban prisoners who were fighting with the fire dragon. Then, without hesitation, he apparated and disappeared.

in the air.

Vincent lay on the ground and laughed. He couldn't help but burst into tears as he laughed.

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In the dark castle courtyard covered with ivy, a patchwork of red roses slowly danced with the wind and waves. They looked like flames, but also like frost, mysterious and silent.

In the old castle, a man was sitting high in the hall, hidden behind the curtains, and only his vague outline could be seen.

In front of him were several light blue transparent cubes floating in mid-air, with different figures imprisoned inside the cubes, including men and women.

They are locked in a transparent barrier, like goldfish floating in a fish tank, rolling slowly and not being disturbed by the earth's gravity. The entire Derasese family is bound here.

The air was quiet and the curtains fluttered in the moonlight, as if this area was far away from any place of conflict on this planet.

With a soft crackling sound, the silence was broken.

Fatir apparated and appeared in the center of the hall. He slowly straightened up and saw a group of people trapped in the barrier.

His expression changed, and he stepped forward with great strides, sticking to the edge of the barrier.

When the people in the barrier saw Fatir, they began to slap the glass desperately, trying to make a sound. But they couldn't make any sound.
To be continued...