[Snape: Potter, why are you here?]
[Harry: Professor, I don’t know.]
[Grindelwald: I’m even more curious about who Anton is. And Albus, what kind of trick are you playing this time?]
[Albus: Anton is my student, and I didn’t create this either. Grindelwald, believe me, you are the last person I want to see.]
[Newt: Same here.]
[Hermione: ?????? Professor Newt, could I get your autograph? I’ve practically memorized Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.]
[Newt: I’m flattered, but I still want to figure out what’s happening right now.]
[Newt: Everyone here is a famous figure in the magical world. For some reason, we’ve all been gathered here, and that reason is Anton.]
[Newt: Mr. Anton, do you have any idea what’s going on?]
[Anton: I don’t know.]
[Grindelwald: Look at him. Innocent, pure, and brimming with talent. Exactly the type of student Dumbledore likes most.]
[Albus: Grindelwald, I suggest you cut the sarcasm. The Sorting Hat has already confirmed that Anton’s magical talent is enough to rival Merlin.]
[Gellert: ??????]
In front of the screen, Grindelwald’s heart, which had been dormant after years of imprisonment, began to stir violently once more.
Was this true?
Magical talent capable of rivaling Merlin?
Although Grindelwald was filled with shock, he knew perfectly well that Dumbledore would not lie to him.
After years of imprisonment, his dreams from the past had long since fallen silent.
But now, they were stirring once again.
A young genius whose talent was enough to rival Merlin!
The mere appearance of such a person in the magical world could cause an uproar no less than that surrounding the Boy Who Lived!
This boy named Anton was absolutely worth his attention!
….
The screen, which had been silent for some time, suddenly erupted with light once again.
This time, the radiance was more intense and dazzling than anything that had come before.
[Previous-Life Exposure Trial Begins]
[This exposure will reveal a fragment.]
[Location: Earth]
[Exposed Individual: Anton]
[Identity: Supreme Dark Sorcerer of the Nine Realms]
A single line of text instantly stirred countless waves of commotion!
[Quirrell (Voldemort): Supreme Dark Sorcerer? Arrogant! Insolent! How much magical power does this boy possess to dare call himself the Supreme Dark Sorcerer?!]
[Gellert: Hahahaha, if this information is true, then I’m delighted to see a worthy successor with actual taste instead of a hairless, noseless madman.]
[Quirrell (Voldemort): You foolish failure have no right to mock a true living king!]
[Harry Potter: Um, what does the Quirrell in front of your name mean?]
[Voldemort: Shut up! Potter!]
[Hermione: Impossible! I’ve known Anton for a month! He could never be like that! He would never become a Dark wizard! Let alone some Supreme Sorcerer!]
[Ron: I think so too. Anton may be a little quiet, but he’s a really good person. He even gave me Chocolate Frog on the train.]
[Newt: I also trust Professor Dumbledore’s judgment. He has never misjudged a student.]
[Gellert: Don’t be naive. If the Anton you’re talking about really possesses Merlin’s talent, then the difference between good and evil lies in nothing more than a single thought.]
[Gellert: Am I right, my dear Albus?]
The moment Grindelwald sent his rhetorical question, the entire Hogwarts common room fell solemnly silent.
All the teachers turned their gazes toward Anton.
This new student was practically a mystery!
Not only had the Sorting Hat declared on his very first day at Hogwarts that he possessed talent comparable to Merlin’s, but that mysterious screen had also revealed that in one of his previous lives, he had been the Supreme Dark Sorcerer!
If he were an ordinary person, that would be one thing.
But Anton’s extraordinary magical potential truly made the claim believable.
The teachers looked at Anton, then at Dumbledore.
Their gazes flickered back and forth.
Yet not a single one of them spoke.
Minerva suddenly raised her wand, but her target was not Anton.
It was the screen.
“Everything this thing says is false.”
“I’ve seen Dark wizards before. None of them are anything like Anton.”
“All right, Minerva. Don’t get worked up.”
Dumbledore spoke soothingly, and only then did Professor McGonagall sit back down.
Snape suddenly said, “Professor, if you are willing to take certain measures that may not be necessary…”
“I am willing to assist.”
Seeing that Snape wanted to test him, Anton said lazily,
“It won’t work, Professor.”
“Your Veritaserum and magic are no different from ordinary drinks to me.”
“I suggest you try another method.”
Having his methods exposed by Anton, Snape was momentarily stunned.
That normally sharp-tongued mouth of his remained silent for quite some time.
Dumbledore raised a hand.
“Severus, don’t make things difficult for our student.”
He then looked toward the screen.
“Even those who are utterly wicked have their reasons for committing evil.”
“What’s more, Anton hasn’t done anything yet.”
“And from what I just saw on this screen, what it is showing is his previous life.”
“Isn’t that right?”
The moment his words fell, another image appeared on the screen.
The professors all held their breath and silently gazed at the display.
The image on the screen showed a blood-red abyss.