In the Gryffindor common room, Harry sat there looking completely bewildered as he recalled his experiences since entering Hogwarts.
Clever?
Did talking to that snake at the zoo really count as being clever?
Cold?
He didn’t feel that way at all.
Charming?
Harry thought back to that annoying Malfoy, who had desperately wanted to become his friend.
Well…
perhaps there was a little truth to that.
As for the final point, Harry’s voice caught in his throat.
Technically, he still had relatives alive.
They were just Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and Dudley.
Wait.
It actually did fit.
Harry slapped his forehead and said to Ron,
“Looks like you were right.”
Realizing he had misspoken, Ron stammered,
“All right, Harry. You’re the Boy Who Lived. You’re nothing like that bastard.”
Harry thought of Anton and said seriously,
“I’m not.”
“I just happened to survive.”
Hermione said quietly,
“Actually, it’s not just Harry. The mysterious man was like that too.”
“I’ve read some information about him.”
Reminded by Hermione, Harry suddenly became excited.
“Then does that mean Voldemort is Kaecilius?”
Thinking that the Q&A might ask this question, Harry seemed to have unlocked some hidden ability.
He struck a confident pose.
“Brilliant! I’ve got this question in the bag.”
Hermione shrugged.
“All right, Harry.”
“As long as you’re happy.”
“Speaking of which, those dark wizards haven’t done anything for quite a while. I wonder what they’re up to?”
…
Inside the chat group, the members were also discussing the question Anton had raised.
Although wizards lived longer than ordinary people, apart from Nicolas Flamel, most wizards couldn’t maintain such an extraordinarily long lifespan.
Let alone keep the same appearance for decades.
[Newt: I’m quite curious as well. That Ancient One seems to be only around thirty, but her actual age is clearly far greater than that.]
[Newt: And the way she speaks certainly doesn’t sound like someone in her thirties.]
[Dumbledore: Indeed, appearances cannot be used to judge everything. It’s excellent that Anton was able to notice this.]
[Dumbledore: I suspect the Kamar-Taj sorcerers possess some unique magic, a kind of power we’ve never encountered before.]
[Snape: Or perhaps every one of them possesses a Philosopher’s Stone. Quite a supply of Philosopher’s Stones.]
[McGonagall: Are you saying they’re all Nicolas Flamel? Merlin! Those mysterious Kamar-Taj powers!]
[Grindelwald: Speaking of which, someone who’s afraid of death is probably going green with envy.]
[Voldemort: …]
Outside the screen, Voldemort had practically pressed his face against it, desperately wanting the video to start playing again.
To resist death, he had created seven Horcruxes.
Only then had he barely managed to maintain a semblance of normal life.
But his soul continued splitting every day, while countless voices seemed to shriek endlessly in his ears.
The wizards he had killed tormented him day and night.
Yet these Kamar-Taj sorcerers on the screen could apparently maintain their youth for at least several decades.
And perhaps even live forever?
What absurd Kamar-Taj magic was this?!
At this moment, he desperately wanted the video to play again.
He wanted to see every detail of this magic.
Perhaps Voldemort’s desperate prayer had been heard by the screen.
The video that had stopped suddenly began playing again. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
The scene had already shifted to the library of Kamar-Taj.
Strange took a forbidden book from the shelf and carefully examined it.
The first line on its cover immediately caught the attention of every wizard.
“How to Harness and Control Time.”
Several pages in the middle were damaged.
But even from those few words alone, it was obvious that this book contained an incredible amount of valuable knowledge.
The chat group instantly exploded.
[McGonagall: Such dangerous knowledge! How could they simply leave it in the library?! It should be kept somewhere much safer!]
[Cassandra: Controlling time? Isn’t that what a Time-Turner does?]
[Cassandra: But… a Time-Turner doesn’t seem capable of controlling time itself.]
[Dumbledore: The last person who used a Time-Turner for long-term time travel disappeared into the cracks of time. Neither dead nor alive. Even now, some people can still hear his screams coming from the temporal rift.]
[Grindelwald: I’m beginning to take an interest in this school. Their magic is even more exciting than Durmstrang’s.]
[Dumbledore: For now, we can only hope that Anton can control this power without being consumed by it.]
[Voldemort: Impossible. Those pages were torn out by that dark wizard. There is no way he can learn this kind of magic.]
[Voldemort: Hahaha! I should have taken something with me when I left Hogwarts.]
[Dumbledore: I just remembered. Ravenclaw’s diadem seems to be missing.]
[Voldemort: ….]
Strange slowly turned the pages.
The words written in the book floated into the air.
“First, find the Eye of Agamotto.”
Strange looked toward the shelf.
The Eye of Agamotto was glowing green.
He took the artifact from the shelf and held it in both hands.
A green light radiated from the Eye of Agamotto, illuminating the entire space with its gentle glow.
Like a wand responding to its destined wizard, the Eye of Agamotto instantly began to pulse in Strange’s hands.
Magic continuously flowed through it.
As though it had encountered its destined master.
Strange held the Eye of Agamotto and returned to the pages of the book.
He began reciting the spell.
As the incantation continued, a green Raggadorr’s Ring flickered beside Strange’s hand.
The artifact around his neck began radiating a jade-like light.
The half-eaten apple on the table gradually became whole.
Strange waved his hand again, and the apple slowly went from whole back to being partially eaten.
From incomplete to complete, the apple had essentially experienced its entire life.
In other words, within just a few seconds, Strange had made the apple experience its entire life.
Everyone in the livestream room was stunned.
Controlling time required extraordinarily powerful talent and self-control.
Otherwise, one would immediately be consumed by the power.
Yet Strange seemed completely immune to temptation.
Not only was he able to manipulate time with ease, his personality hadn’t changed much either.
He remained calm and composed as ever.
Considering Anton’s extraordinary performance on the snowy mountain earlier, however, it all made a certain amount of sense.
[Dumbledore: It seems my worries were unnecessary. Anton’s previous life also possessed remarkable self-restraint and did not blindly pursue power.]
[Ron: That’s amazing! If I had this kind of magic, I could eat half a Chocolate Frog, then use magic to restore it. Wouldn’t that mean I’d have an endless supply of Chocolate Frogs?]
[Hermione: …. In this kind of pointless matter, Ron, you really do have some talent.]
[Hermione: But what is Anton doing by restoring that apple? Is he going to eat it?]
[Newt: He probably wants to preserve the apple so he can eat it several times. It’s very red and looks delicious.]
[Voldemort: ??? This is infuriating! He actually used time magic for something this pointless!]
[Voldemort: If it were me, I’d use it to summon an entire army of Inferi! Then I’d mock this world mercilessly!]
[Newt: ….]
After experimenting with the apple, Strange picked up the damaged magic book.
He recited the spell once again.
As the incantation was spoken, the pages that had been torn out by the dark wizard began growing back from the damaged edges as though they were alive. This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
The incomplete pages gradually revealed their true contents.
They were two pages containing simple spells.
Their complexity was even lower than Expelliarmus.
But the effects of the spells were incredibly tempting.
They instructed wizards to worship the Dark Dimension and seize immortality from it.
Strange stared blankly at the restored pages.
He had never expected the power contained within them to be so terrifying.
“The Dark Dimension? Immortality?”
The livestream room exploded.
[Newt: I can’t believe it! Those Kamar-Taj sorcerers actually possess such powerful magic? Immortality? Wouldn’t that mean everyone could rival Death?]
[Ron: Th-that… that’s terrifying! Wouldn’t I have to stay at Hogwarts for the rest of my life?]
[Dumbledore: Immortality is not necessarily a blessing. It may be the most terrifying curse of all.]
[Voldemort: Zoom in! I want to see it enlarged! Why can’t this damned video be zoomed in?!]
Amid Voldemort’s anguished howls, the scene suddenly changed.
Strange recited another spell.
He was clearly intending to experiment with the spell that could obtain immortality from the Dark Dimension.
As the spell was spoken, the space around him began to compress and distort.
More and more mirrors appeared throughout the room.
The world before him looked like a mirror.
Strange’s spell tore open one crack after another in reality.
Seeing this, the wizards sucked in a cold breath.
This magical power was truly formidable.
As space continued to tear apart, the so-called Dark Dimension was about to descend.
At that moment, an angry shout came from outside the room.
“Master Strange, what are you doing?”
Master Mordo rushed inside from outside, instantly interrupting the spell.
He stared at everything before him in shock.
The pages had been restored.
Time itself had been cut open with cracks.
Everything pointed to one conclusion.
Strange had cast the spell.
Mordo stood there for a long time.
He couldn’t say a word.
The magic of controlling time was a unique ability possessed by generations of Sorcerer Supremes.
Only a wizard whose talent was comparable to that of the Sorcerer Supreme could earn such a distinction.
“You? How did you do it?”
Strange said,
“I was just following the instructions in the book.”
Mordo’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
“Following the instructions in the book?”
“You succeeded on the first try?”
Strange nodded.
Mordo’s expression was filled with astonishment.
He patted Strange on the shoulder.
“Master Strange, you were born for magic.”
After saying this, he snatched the magical tome from the table.
“Now, go find Ancient One.”
“She has something extremely important to tell you.”
“This concerns the fate of every one of us.”
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