great-warnovel Chapter 505 Paradoxical Ruins
Chapter 505 Paradoxical Ruins
Chapter 505 Paradoxical Ruins
Bad news arrived a week later.
The team that went to the ruins of London to search for the time converter only had one wizard return alive; the entire team was almost wiped out.
Old Abernathy, a saint, died in the abandoned Ministry of Magic.
When Hermione received the briefing, her eyebrows furrowed deeply.
Although the old man's condition seems to be improving, he is too unstable and could break open again at any time.
If that dark and deep rift were to open completely, and the end of time, consumed by the Fiery Blaze, were to arrive in reality, the end of this earth would likely come without the fairies even lifting a finger.
Heaven knows how many times Grindelwald sealed away his own loss of control, and how much matter that inextinguishable Fiendfire devoured in that false future.
Judging from the monsters that crawled out, in that future, all the followers of the Witchcraft Party had been transformed into the strange Fiend Clan.
According to the surviving Vigilante, the Ministry of Magic ruins were in complete chaos.
Lucius's violent excavation several years ago destroyed too many magical structures, causing many things sealed within the Department of Mysteries to escape.
Although he only took the stone archway from the Hall of Death, leaks occurred in the adjacent Hall of Time, the Room of the Brain, the Hall of Prophecy, and other places.
The lack of maintenance resulted in the strange magical artifacts and the spacetime forces gradually dissipating from the time converter becoming mixed together. Even the "permanently locked room" was inexplicably opened, making the entire ninth underground floor extremely dangerous.
The sole surviving wizard was responsible for providing support on the surface and relaying information. He didn't have a clear understanding of the specific situation below and could only hear some vague information from the magic radio station.
"If all else fails, I'll go," Hermione said.
If even the elite wizarding team led by the saint couldn't escape unscathed, then perhaps only a great wizard could venture deep into the territory.
But Grindelwald disagreed: "Even if those things can't kill you, what if you get trapped?"
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He had a deeper understanding of the time converter: "That thing needs to be maintained regularly, otherwise it will gradually start to affect reality."
"At first, it was just that the clock was a second fast or slow, and then people and objects suddenly disappeared and appeared."
"You'll find that even though you went out wearing red boots, you turned into black dragon-skin shoes when you got to the classroom; or you drank coffee in the morning, but when you burped, it smelled like milk."
His scars looked smaller, but were still frightening: "Your magic is strong enough to make these anomalies have little effect on you, but perhaps by the time you return to the surface, a year will have passed."
"Can the current Hogwarts, New Paris, and all of humanity accept your disappearance for a year?"
Grindelwald's statement may have been exaggerated, but it is indeed something we must be wary of. Time is the most unpredictable force, and we are currently at a critical juncture in our secret struggle against the fairies. Humanity cannot accept the loss of a great wizard.
"But we can't accept an unstable Dark Lord either." She grabbed her slightly messy long hair.
"If all else fails, I'll throw you into the Fairy Realm and let you self-destruct there, shall I?" she said, urging the old man on in despair.
Grindelwald chuckled; perhaps because he had vented his anger once, he had been quite stable these past few days.
"Let's put the plan to explore the British Ministry of Magic on hold. I think I can hold out until the end of the war without any problems."
But Hermione didn't believe him at all. She knew the old man was proud and arrogant, and in his eyes, everything was under his control.
Suddenly, Adam, who had been quietly handling his official duties, spoke up.
"If possible, I'd like to see that place where time and space are chaotic. The wizards' time magic has no logic. According to scientific theory, you couldn't possibly have that much power to manipulate time."
Hermione and Grindelwald exchanged a glance.
Adam continued, seemingly oblivious to his own words: "Your time magic is nothing short of logical terrorism disguised as mysticism. Proficiency in spells cannot explain the inconsistencies in the theory. Relying on human intervention to monitor the collapse of causality is utterly foolish, and using 'determination' and 'love' to excuse thermodynamic accountability is clearly too reckless."
According to records in the library, within the Time Hall of the Department of Mysteries at the British Ministry of Magic, countless clocks tick indefinitely, hummingbirds hatch and die, without any external energy input. Assuming the individual mass of all of this is (m=1e...)
t{kg}），时间流速（t=10^3et{s}），其维持运作需至少（E=mc^2=9imes10^{16}e
(tU}), equivalent to the total yield of the world's nuclear arsenal.
"If possible, I suggest classifying the Time-Turner as a Level 1 prohibited item and applying Occam's Razor to all wizards: Do not add timelines unless absolutely necessary."
He muttered to himself for a long time, but even though the two wizards in front of him had read many science books, they still didn't understand much.
"Is he insulting us?" Grindelwald asked, turning his head.
Hermione nodded: "It seems so, and the insults were really nasty."
"But I think maybe I could take Adam with me to London?" she suggested.
"He has a different view of space and time from a scientific perspective, which may be able to work with me to better solve the problems."
Adam's seemingly profound but ultimately unconvincing explanation seemed very plausible to the two great wizards.
Even Grindelwald was somewhat tempted.
After all, foreign monks are better at chanting scriptures, so perhaps so-called science can really be of great help?
They are not people who underestimate the power of Muggles, otherwise they would not have allowed a robot to sit here and work without any prejudice. Of course, Grindelwald is not one to mince words.
"Muggles don't even understand nuclear energy yet. Without goblins, they'd probably still be boiling water—"
He muttered, "But if you trust him that much, then take him with you."
He thought for a moment, then retrieved the remains of the time converter he had previously discarded and removed the crooked, broken hands from them.
"Take this; if there are large-scale fluctuations in time, this might hold out for a while."
Hermione actually wanted to ask why this was different from the hourglass-shaped converter described in the book, but then she thought it might be a difference between different countries, so she let it go.
Hermione nodded: "I'll have Hilmi fill in for you these days, but you'd better recover quickly so you can at least show your face, otherwise the Saints will go crazy again."
The death of old Abernathy was not without its consequences; at least another saint's seat became vacant, and those below him would once again vie for it.
It's a pity that Sven Haakonsson is already dead, otherwise he and Regulus could have worked together.
However, judging from the current atmosphere in New Paris, the most popular candidate for Saint is actually Krum.
Although this boy has not yet graduated, he has already won many honors for the Malay Party, and his performance in the Goblet of Fire has also proven his strength.
Previously, he might not have been in a hurry and wanted to advance steadily.
But now he just wants to get closer to Hermione and climb higher.
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