allendalepharm Chapter 237 The Cultivation of Hakimi
Chapter 237 The Cultivation of Hakimi
Chapter 237 The Cultivation of Hakimi
How powerful are Muggle shipborne missiles?
Even if only one of them took effect, a large number of wizards were carried up for treatment at that moment.
The horrific scene of screaming and carnage, even when the shattered limbs were pieced back together with white moss, the sight of large areas of flesh missing and the bizarrely reassembled appearance made everyone realize the terror of the missile.
Not to mention, some wizards couldn't even find a whole piece of flesh, which goes beyond the scope of white lichen, a herb used to heal wounds; they were truly dead.
Death is always cruel.
Only when death is truly revealed will all arrogance, all contempt, and all illusions be swept away like the biting, knife-like winds of winter on the ocean, utterly shattered.
It's a case of feeling sorry for one's own kind.
In today's wizarding society, which is based on the Law of Secrecy, wizards are required to live alone in their own communities and villages, far away from Muggle communities. With the help of some treacherous wizards who expose their targets, these Muggle bombs can kill all the wizards in the wizarding community at any time and at any unexpected moment.
Magic isn't always as useful as we imagine.
For example, Ravenclaw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, had her daughter stabbed to death.
The sea breeze howled, carrying with it the icy wind rising from the iceberg, and frantically seeped into the collars of the wizards surrounding the corpses, sending shivers down their spines.
At this time...
If Grindelwald were to step forward and raise his voice, the world would be even crazier and more terrifying than it was decades ago.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Old G rolled his eyes at Lockhart, who was watching the spectacle with anticipation, and sneered. "I told you long ago, that was their last chance. They didn't seize it, and now they're begging me to show up. What else can I do?"
Lockhart raised an eyebrow. "You really think so?"
Grindelwald pointed to the sky. "Believe it or not, Muggles are watching us!"
Drones?
Lockhart quickly looked up, then realized that such technology didn't exist in 1993; Old G must have been referring to satellites.
He didn't like being stared at, so he strode forward, pushed aside some people blocking his way, used a flight spell to float onto the warship's gun turret, and waved his wand at the sky.
In an instant, dark clouds surged and piled up, with lightning flashing everywhere.
Then, bolts of lightning struck the sea, and the lightning spread and branched in the air, as if guarding against reconnaissance planes that might be hiding somewhere.
After doing all that, he turned around and saw everyone looking at him. He simply shrugged and said, "I don't want to be attacked by missiles again. You guys continue."
Lightning surged and flickered in the sky behind him, illuminating the dark, icy mountain beneath the clouds.
Dumbledore's face also flickered in the light and shadow.
"Heh heh, when winter is coming and resources are scarce in the forest, the tigers in the mountains will stand on high places and roar, deterring any restless thoughts," Grindelwald complained to Snape beside him.
This means that Lockhart was also a restless person.
Snape didn't speak, but stared intently at the corpses laid out in the distance, his thoughts seemingly returning to the war more than a decade ago.
Nobody likes war.
Especially someone like him, who survived a brutal war, would understand the beauty of peace and stability even more. In such turbulent times, it seems that all personal desires become unnecessary, and everything loses its value. All that exists is the endless cycle of life and death.
Fortunately, Dumbledore isn't Grindelwald.
He always remained so restrained in the conflicts between wizards and Muggles, simply watching everyone in silence before shouting in a resounding voice, "Voldemort, he's back!"
Yes, the blame for all of this does not lie with the Muggles, but with Voldemort, who had ulterior motives.
It's time for Voldemort to take the lead, to raise this banner openly, and to let more restless people come under his command, only to be annihilated by the forces of justice!
Muggles, giants, goblins, centaurs, merfolk, house-elves, werewolves, Veela...
All the restless people in all the various groups who are willing to join Voldemort's ranks, go ahead and accept a thorough purge!
Maybe……
Voldemort's plot will be the best opportunity for wizards and Muggles to explore how to coexist.
……
Next, the entire planet seemed to be plagued by an owl plague, with even Muggles seeing large numbers of owls flying around.
The mysterious incident in the Norwegian Sea where a warship was "frozen after sailing onto an iceberg," the madness of the owl—all of it was thrown into the rumors of the apocalypse, mixed in with various ambiguous statements, and became part of some outrageous tidbits in various discussions of "mysterious unsolved mysteries."
Everything was hidden beneath the surface of the water.
Only the officials of the Muggle countries know exactly how many meetings they have held with those strange wizards and how many contingency plans they have discussed.
The wizards also kept some information hidden internally, including news about warships and missiles, and the fact that wizards and Muggles were causing trouble at the Ministry of Magic. All of this was buried under the words "Voldemort Returns".
All the newspapers featured Dumbledore announcing the news on their front pages.
In the photo, at the moment lightning struck, Old Deng's solemn expression looked particularly terrifying.
Of course, some busybodies also included Gilderoy Lockhart, who was standing on the gun emplacement in the corner, in their photos, with the one provided by Rita Skeeter, a reporter for The Daily Prophet, being the most eye-catching.
Yes, such a lively scene would naturally attract reporters.
Even with so many journalists from around the world gathered here and sifted through all the wizarding news from around the globe, mentioning Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Lockhart, not a single word about Gellert Grindelwald could be found.
Only whispers circulate in certain corners, at family gatherings, or during casual conversations at pubs, where people speak with utmost secrecy: "The mysterious man has returned; he has returned..."
Many forces have had to admit the fact that they need Dumbledore more and more!
And so, at that very moment, the figure of a newly ascended magic master suddenly became so eye-catching.
Gilderoy Lockhart!
He thus subtly became the object of many people's admiration, and countless forces wanted to contact him. Unfortunately, Lockhart seemed to have returned to Hogwarts and no longer cared about these matters, so he could only seek the help of Fudge, the middleman, to make contact.
Fudge was overjoyed.
He never imagined that his political investments would bear fruit so quickly.
His gratitude towards Lockhart was almost overwhelming.
He really should be grateful to Lockhart.
If it weren't for Lockhart's existence, following the original trajectory, Voldemort would have returned, but he wouldn't have acknowledged it, and would have been impeached and removed from office soon after, completely leaving the game.
In fact, this event unfolded in a very subtle way along its original trajectory.
In 1995, Dumbledore fought Voldemort at the Ministry of Magic and later announced Voldemort's return. The British Ministry of Magic refused to acknowledge this, and the International Confederation of Wizards collectively voted to remove Dumbledore from his title of First Wizard and expel him from the International Confederation of Wizards.
In 1996, Voldemort reappeared, Fudge was dismissed from his post, and Dumbledore returned to the International Confederation of Wizards, but no longer served as the chief wizard.
Compared to the current situation, there are actually too many variables.
Gilderoy Lockhart was recruited by Dumbledore as a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where he distinguished himself and rose to the rank of 'Master of Wizardry'.
Dumbledore's Hogwarts has been exposed for training a student army.
Gellert Grindelwald was released from Nurmengardry by Dumbledore.
What does this mean?
At least in some people's eyes, this means that Dumbledore's ambition is laid bare!
Dumbledore, who was just coasting along and waiting to die, was naturally disliked by everyone. They couldn't wait to find a chance to kick him out of the game and stop him from hogging the job.
But an ambitious Dumbledore would be fantastic!
With Voldemort's return and Muggles stirring, in such a rapidly changing situation, people always hope that an ambitious Dumbledore will appear to take the lead.
so……
Even if wizards preach about being pro-Muggle and inclusive of Muggle wizards and half-breed wizards, they still clearly distinguish between wizards and Muggles.
The witch hunts are not some myth; they are real and tragic experiences that occurred in the history of wizarding.
No matter how many people stubbornly claim that wizards can cast spells and won't be burned to death by fire, words can lie, but life cannot. The countless wizards who lost their lives throughout history are a testament to this.
But no matter how clearly the distinctions are made, compared to Grindelwald, who stirs up conflict, and Voldemort, who goes to extremes, everyone still prefers the more moderate Dumbledore to lead them.
The situation is ever-changing, and the overwhelming voices hidden beneath various slogans and banners may not seem to be out in the open, but that is where the greatest power lies.
At this moment, some people were fortunate enough to grasp the pulse of the times.
For example, Fudge.
He's been going to Hogwarts a lot lately.
Although they always claimed to be discussing strategies with Dumbledore, they would always head straight for the mushroom house in the Forbidden Forest after leaving the headmaster's office.
He knew that Gilderoy Lockhart was doing some interesting research.
Research that can change the times!
Lockhart named it—the breeding of Hakimi.
Hakimi is a cat, at least in Lockhart's words, a cat bred according to his wishes.
Perhaps this is the biggest difference between breeding magical creatures and breeding dark magic creatures.
The breeding of magical creatures emphasizes bloodlines. Thestrals naturally have the head of a fire-breathing dragon, the body of a horse, and the wings of a bat. Eagle-headed, horse-bodied winged beasts naturally have the wings and head of an eagle and the body of a horse. It can be said that at a glance, you can tell what the source of their bloodline is.
The same applies to dark magic creatures. Their classification leans more towards the humanistic elements they embody, representing the convergence of magic power from memories that run through time. For example, Dementors are characterized by characteristics that closely resemble depression, werewolves by characteristics that closely resemble a certain infectious disease, and Obscurus by characteristics that closely resemble a misperception of self.
Because they are mostly negative, they are mostly dark magic creatures.
This statement may not be authoritative, but for Lockhart, it makes sense.
The themes of "fairytale adventure," "magical bloodline," and "individual and collective society, nature, and the world" contained within it are all presented in a highly self-consistent manner.
Since it makes sense, regardless of whether it's really true or not, we can follow this path to develop and cultivate it.
In particular, Lockhart recently acquired a very interesting "tool"—an elevator that can transform the expression of magical bloodlines.
With everything in place, the magic experiment began!
Lockhart soon embarked on a spontaneous journey with Madago the cat, traversing the river of time along the threads of time and the shifts in magical bloodlines.
In this era, perhaps only Lockhart would dare to do something so crazy.
Now that Hermione is using the Time-Turner because she has chosen courses outside of her schedule, she is extremely cautious, worried that she might accidentally run into herself, creating a time paradox and plunging herself into a terrible time vortex.
Lockhart wasn't worried about that.
He was very clear that he was himself, his will was extremely strong, and his magical bloodline was connected to the river of time, transforming him into a long serpent that roamed in the river of time.
Time travel is a very interesting thing.
Sometimes it's not really about changing anything, but about going back to an interesting moment in your past life, to experience the insights you overlooked in the past, and to capture the wonderful moments you forgot.
Lockhart owned a cat in a previous life.
A fat orange.
It was a beautiful experience of an orphan and a stray cat comforting each other as they journeyed through life.
After owning that fat orange cat, Lockhart never kept another cat or dog, because their lifespans are too short, and the emotions invested in them have nothing to rely on when facing death, leaving them with a sense of loss and pain, which is truly agonizing.
Now, Lockhart is taking Madago the cat back to this time in the past to relive this emotion.
So sometimes Lockhart really understands the idea that "time does not exist" better than most people.
It's impossible for him to travel back to his previous life.
But he truly followed his memory back to that point in time and genuinely felt everything around him at that time.
Through that magical elevator and the power of time, he transformed back into his Muggle self, embarking on this fascinating "fairytale adventure."
The weather was sunny that day.
Minister of Magic Fudge returned to the Forbidden Forest mushroom house at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After observing Professor Lupin teaching a class to the young wizards in the Dueling Club for a while, he finally saw Lockhart emerge from the mushroom house.
"Gidero!" He walked forward excitedly, watching as the vines hanging from the giant mushroom were pulled open like a curtain, and quickly took out a letter from the pocket of his wizard's robe.
However, before he could get close, a terrifying roar suddenly came from the mushroom house.
"Alert!" Professor Lupin shouted anxiously from behind. Fudge stumbled and was pulled behind Lupin to protect him. The young wizards, riding flying brooms, surrounded the mushroom house.
Each young wizard looked tense, their wands already gesturing in anticipation of magic, ready to unleash their spells at any moment.
"Isn't this Gilderoy's house?" Fudge was stunned and whispered to Lupin to confirm.
"Yes." Lupin nodded, but didn't relax at all. "He instructed us that if he accidentally made a mistake in breeding it, we should immediately deal with the monster that escaped from the house!"
Fudge swallowed hard. "A monster?"
Lupin nodded seriously. In fact, the number of dark magic creatures that Gilderoy cultivated in each of his magical experiments was unknown. In just this period of time, they had already killed more than double digits of monsters.
Otherwise, why would they specifically practice near Gilderoy's mushroom house? It was precisely to guard against this.
Once, a monster even summoned lightning, nearly sending all the young wizards to the school infirmary.
Soon, as the vines hanging from the giant mushroom umbrella were completely lifted, a very strange "elevator" that looked like it was temporarily built from wooden planks appeared before our eyes.
ding~~~
A strange electronic voice, seemingly emanating from the mind, rang out, and the elevator doors slowly opened.
"Obstacles are numerous!"
Several young wizards instantly cast spells, and various obstacles quickly appeared on the ground in front of the mushroom house.
With Lockhart's guidance tailored to their individual mental states, and Grindelwald's supplementary explanations and guidance, the young wizards now each have their own unique understanding of the same spell.
So Fudge could see that, under this spell, some young wizards summoned an earthen wall, some created a huge stone monument, and some conjured a tide of bees...
There are all kinds.
"Roar~~~~"
The terrifying roar rang out again, and an animal that looked somewhat like a tiger, but even more fat and clumsy, stepped out of the elevator.
Its massive body swung majestically, its long orange and white fur trembling, making it look incredibly imposing.
"Hakimi~"
Lockhart's voice came from inside the elevator. The huge monster turned its head and glanced at it. Suddenly, its body shrank and collapsed rapidly, turning into a tiny ball in an instant, just like an ordinary cat.
No.
It is fatter than the average cat.
Chubby and with a cute but fierce look.
Meow~
Lockhart walked out with a smile, scooped him up and held him in his arms, then looked at the wary young wizards around him and smiled brightly.
"Experiment successful!"
Immediately, all the young wizards cheered.
Not easy.
The young wizards have truly experienced what responsibility means these days, constantly on edge, fearing that the elevator doors might suddenly open and some unknown dark magic creature might jump out and overturn them.
(End of this chapter)