Chapter 518 Hello, Ideal
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Gale turned slowly.
"Do you want to keep going like this, Joel?"
He started with a question that hit the soul directly.
Mediocrity should not be the life of a genius.
It was quiet on the second floor of the barn.
"I thought you'd wait until Al came over." John didn't see Al.
"He had some disputes with that goat kid," Gail said with a cold snort, "You haven't answered my question yet, Joel."
"Do you want to stay like this forever?"
"Hide and hide?"
Gail said excitedly: "Why are we doing this? We can change!"
"Change?"
John was a little funny, and asked with interest: "What do you want to change?"
"Let wizards live better!" Gail frantically waved his right hand, causing his sleeves to fly up. "Why should wizards hide like mice?"
"We have the power to make a difference."
"You are very powerful, so powerful that I can't see through, so I need you, Joel."
Gail stared at John and said word by word: "Join us, for the greater good, let wizards live in the world aboveboard."
Why?
Why are those Muggles living in the world unscrupulously and occupying most of the resources?
But a wizard with great power needs to be forced to hide, like a rat in the sewer.
He wants to change all this!
Change the secrecy laws!
Gail has such awareness at such an age.
This is a very ambitious man.
As far as ambition goes, John needs to admit that Gale is strong.
After all, John had never thought of secrecy laws.
It's not that he's cowardly, it's that wizards can't do it.
Hide or destroy.
This is a doomed thing.
So John made a conclusion about Gail's ambitious words.
It's a dream.
The dreamy Babylon can give people unlimited reverie, but it only exists in the fantasy of others.
"Do you know about hunters?" John didn't answer him, but asked a question.
"Hunter?" Gail was taken aback.
At this time, Al, who had a quarrel with Aberforth, came to the barn.
Here, Gail has described many beautiful scenes for him.
Those words bring two young hearts together.
Like poison, it magnifies the desire in Al's heart bit by bit.
Change the world so that wizards no longer hide in the dark.
Arianna does not need to continue to be trapped at home, and her wings can soar.
This ideal makes people obsessed and crazy.
He believed that the two wizards with incomparable talents could do this.
And Aberforth can't imagine these at all, his shallow mind can only accommodate simple life and goats.
Gale wanted John on board, and Al knew that.
Although they didn't get along for a long time, Al could feel that John had the same outstanding talent and wisdom as himself and others.
I don't know what caused him to become blind, but that majestic magic power tells the strength of this peer all the time.
Gail is a golden eagle soaring wildly in the sky, and a flower that is fascinating, delicate and poisonous.
John is a fire dragon dormant in the abyss with eyes closed to rest, and a snow mountain that makes people want to release its power.
Al wanted to know what it would be like for such a person to be with him and others.
When John brought up the hunter, Al was also thinking about its implications.
"When a hunter walks in the forest and sees trembling bushes, his first reaction is to pull the trigger of his shotgun."
John's lifeless eyes have the power to penetrate people's hearts.
"Muggle, that's the hunter."
"And we..."
"It's prey."
A layer of bloody skin was torn off, revealing the bright red and delicate body inside.
John's words of "prey" made the hearts of the two extremely talented young wizards tremble.
"Muggles are weak." Gale retorted immediately, "They're just a bunch of ordinary people, they can't even use magic."
"Yes, but they have wisdom and a huge population base." John interrupted him, "If it was 1000 years ago, maybe it could be done."
"But now, how many wizards are there?" John said, "One thousand? Ten thousand? One hundred thousand?"
"How many Muggles are there?"
"Billions!"
The huge population base lays the foundation for human beings to dominate the world.
John drew his wand, and a puff of mist spread out.
Fog surrounded them, and there were roars, explosions, and fighting sounds from inside.
A fighter jet that seemed ancient to John flew across the sky, and the pouring bullets easily took dozens of lives.
A tank that wraps people into a steel turtle shell is a steel beast that walks in the world.
It only takes one shell to destroy a house.
A small bullet can travel faster than a spell.
Like Muggles, wizards can die if their brains are smashed.
Whether it is a death curse or a bullet, the effect is the same.
The same fatality, the penetration of the left eye and the right eye have the same effect.
Yes, wizards are powerful, which is an inherent advantage in life.
But the destruction that ordinary people can cause is countless times that of wizards.
Scene after scene, the two wizards lost their language.
"One wizard kills one Muggle, or two Muggles? It's enough for a hundred Muggles to kill one wizard."
John shook his head and said, "Hogwarts was first established to protect young wizards from being persecuted by Muggles, Al."
He looked at the young Al, and said lightly: "We are prey from beginning to end, but there are many hunters with guns."
"What the wizard can do is to make the noise he makes as small as possible, so as not to cause the hunter's gun to point at him."
The truth is so cruel.
Wizards cannot take the place of Muggles, and in this population booming world, no one can.
Young people with passion, their ideas appear childish and ridiculous under John's language.
Gail was silent and hard to accept.
Al's mouth seemed to be stuck, and the bitterness was indescribable.
How many nights they've been here talking about their anger at the future, at the wizarding situation.
They want change.
But now tell them that nothing can change all this.
Destroying ideals is far more cruel than killing a person.
John is a demon, holding a butcher knife to slaughter their ideals and destroy their dreamland.
"You know this, so you don't want to change?" Gail's eyes gradually became sharper, and he was no longer as cynical as before.
"Change?" John laughed hoarsely. "We're different, Gail."
John waved his wand, and the mist disappeared with the sights.
He chuckled and said, "Strength is what determines everything."
"Power comes first. I have never minded the conflict between wizards and Muggles. In my opinion, they are all human beings."
"Only those who are strong have the qualifications to gain a foothold!"
"Victory is with me."
John's idea shocked the two young wizards.
This is a Slytherin through and through, and he has a different charm than Gale.
It was a charm that was so powerful that people would approach it unconsciously.
Power comes first, and the winner is king.
So John has never been defeated, he is a king, a strong man, a character who is destined to stand above all living beings.
Gail said to himself: "Power comes first."
Yes, with enough power, you can move the world.
Enough victories are enough to make Muggles surrender.
A person's power is doomed to be weak, and he needs his own believers.
At that moment, Gail's eyes were fiery.
He is like an idealist who knows that he will die. Even if he knows that the hunter's muzzle will kill people, he still wants to try, whether he is a lion or a rabbit.
Since the power of the wizard is not enough, then use more powerful power.
The power of the Deathly Hallows.
Al thought of his sister, and of his stubborn brother.
And my own father and mother.
The responsibility on his shoulders made him a little breathless.
He would rather believe in that dream scene that has been depicted for countless nights than be trapped here.
He is Gryffindor.
The nature of Gryffindor hides adventure.
He doesn't want to be chained, he wants an unforgettable adventure, and he's willing to die.
At this moment, the two hearts were drawn together.
Before them was a mountain, a mountain that John had built up.
It makes them breathless, but it can make two people get closer to each other.
"Come with us, Joel!"
Gail strengthened her belief and extended an invitation to John again.
"Let's try to be that winner."
Fate is a storm, whispering to them to give up resistance.
The warriors face the storm and cry out in the dark world.
It's a carnival, it's madness, it's a struggle.
Those who die for their ideals should not be ridiculed.
Al stood beside Gershin, standing firm with him.
"Let's go together." Al said.
They invite John, they invite to be a shout-out together.
Let wizards hear their voices, and hunters be terrified of voices in the bush.
Unfortunately, the two were wrong.
John was never the one to weather the storm.
he……
It is the storm.
"We are destined not to be together."
John shook his head, after nearly 100 years, what do you want me to use to go crazy with you?
He looked at Al and asked, "Are you going to run away, Al?"
"Huh?" Al was puzzled.
John's calm words had a terrifying destructive power.
"Your sister, your family."
His words made Al a little flustered.
"The invisibility cloak you choose, the escape you choose."
The power to see through people's hearts destroyed Al like a storm.
"Face yourself, Al."
John turned and left, the voice came slowly.
"It was Gail who gave you the key so that you could undo the shackles of your family and escape the responsibility that suffocated you, but what about your heart?"
...
"Do you want to keep going like this, Joel?"
He started with a question that hit the soul directly.
Mediocrity should not be the life of a genius.
It was quiet on the second floor of the barn.
"I thought you'd wait until Al came over." John didn't see Al.
"He had some disputes with that goat kid," Gail said with a cold snort, "You haven't answered my question yet, Joel."
"Do you want to stay like this forever?"
"Hide and hide?"
Gail said excitedly: "Why are we doing this? We can change!"
"Change?"
John was a little funny, and asked with interest: "What do you want to change?"
"Let wizards live better!" Gail frantically waved his right hand, causing his sleeves to fly up. "Why should wizards hide like mice?"
"We have the power to make a difference."
"You are very powerful, so powerful that I can't see through, so I need you, Joel."
Gail stared at John and said word by word: "Join us, for the greater good, let wizards live in the world aboveboard."
Why?
Why are those Muggles living in the world unscrupulously and occupying most of the resources?
But a wizard with great power needs to be forced to hide, like a rat in the sewer.
He wants to change all this!
Change the secrecy laws!
Gail has such awareness at such an age.
This is a very ambitious man.
As far as ambition goes, John needs to admit that Gale is strong.
After all, John had never thought of secrecy laws.
It's not that he's cowardly, it's that wizards can't do it.
Hide or destroy.
This is a doomed thing.
So John made a conclusion about Gail's ambitious words.
It's a dream.
The dreamy Babylon can give people unlimited reverie, but it only exists in the fantasy of others.
"Do you know about hunters?" John didn't answer him, but asked a question.
"Hunter?" Gail was taken aback.
At this time, Al, who had a quarrel with Aberforth, came to the barn.
Here, Gail has described many beautiful scenes for him.
Those words bring two young hearts together.
Like poison, it magnifies the desire in Al's heart bit by bit.
Change the world so that wizards no longer hide in the dark.
Arianna does not need to continue to be trapped at home, and her wings can soar.
This ideal makes people obsessed and crazy.
He believed that the two wizards with incomparable talents could do this.
And Aberforth can't imagine these at all, his shallow mind can only accommodate simple life and goats.
Gale wanted John on board, and Al knew that.
Although they didn't get along for a long time, Al could feel that John had the same outstanding talent and wisdom as himself and others.
I don't know what caused him to become blind, but that majestic magic power tells the strength of this peer all the time.
Gail is a golden eagle soaring wildly in the sky, and a flower that is fascinating, delicate and poisonous.
John is a fire dragon dormant in the abyss with eyes closed to rest, and a snow mountain that makes people want to release its power.
Al wanted to know what it would be like for such a person to be with him and others.
When John brought up the hunter, Al was also thinking about its implications.
"When a hunter walks in the forest and sees trembling bushes, his first reaction is to pull the trigger of his shotgun."
John's lifeless eyes have the power to penetrate people's hearts.
"Muggle, that's the hunter."
"And we..."
"It's prey."
A layer of bloody skin was torn off, revealing the bright red and delicate body inside.
John's words of "prey" made the hearts of the two extremely talented young wizards tremble.
"Muggles are weak." Gale retorted immediately, "They're just a bunch of ordinary people, they can't even use magic."
"Yes, but they have wisdom and a huge population base." John interrupted him, "If it was 1000 years ago, maybe it could be done."
"But now, how many wizards are there?" John said, "One thousand? Ten thousand? One hundred thousand?"
"How many Muggles are there?"
"Billions!"
The huge population base lays the foundation for human beings to dominate the world.
John drew his wand, and a puff of mist spread out.
Fog surrounded them, and there were roars, explosions, and fighting sounds from inside.
A fighter jet that seemed ancient to John flew across the sky, and the pouring bullets easily took dozens of lives.
A tank that wraps people into a steel turtle shell is a steel beast that walks in the world.
It only takes one shell to destroy a house.
A small bullet can travel faster than a spell.
Like Muggles, wizards can die if their brains are smashed.
Whether it is a death curse or a bullet, the effect is the same.
The same fatality, the penetration of the left eye and the right eye have the same effect.
Yes, wizards are powerful, which is an inherent advantage in life.
But the destruction that ordinary people can cause is countless times that of wizards.
Scene after scene, the two wizards lost their language.
"One wizard kills one Muggle, or two Muggles? It's enough for a hundred Muggles to kill one wizard."
John shook his head and said, "Hogwarts was first established to protect young wizards from being persecuted by Muggles, Al."
He looked at the young Al, and said lightly: "We are prey from beginning to end, but there are many hunters with guns."
"What the wizard can do is to make the noise he makes as small as possible, so as not to cause the hunter's gun to point at him."
The truth is so cruel.
Wizards cannot take the place of Muggles, and in this population booming world, no one can.
Young people with passion, their ideas appear childish and ridiculous under John's language.
Gail was silent and hard to accept.
Al's mouth seemed to be stuck, and the bitterness was indescribable.
How many nights they've been here talking about their anger at the future, at the wizarding situation.
They want change.
But now tell them that nothing can change all this.
Destroying ideals is far more cruel than killing a person.
John is a demon, holding a butcher knife to slaughter their ideals and destroy their dreamland.
"You know this, so you don't want to change?" Gail's eyes gradually became sharper, and he was no longer as cynical as before.
"Change?" John laughed hoarsely. "We're different, Gail."
John waved his wand, and the mist disappeared with the sights.
He chuckled and said, "Strength is what determines everything."
"Power comes first. I have never minded the conflict between wizards and Muggles. In my opinion, they are all human beings."
"Only those who are strong have the qualifications to gain a foothold!"
"Victory is with me."
John's idea shocked the two young wizards.
This is a Slytherin through and through, and he has a different charm than Gale.
It was a charm that was so powerful that people would approach it unconsciously.
Power comes first, and the winner is king.
So John has never been defeated, he is a king, a strong man, a character who is destined to stand above all living beings.
Gail said to himself: "Power comes first."
Yes, with enough power, you can move the world.
Enough victories are enough to make Muggles surrender.
A person's power is doomed to be weak, and he needs his own believers.
At that moment, Gail's eyes were fiery.
He is like an idealist who knows that he will die. Even if he knows that the hunter's muzzle will kill people, he still wants to try, whether he is a lion or a rabbit.
Since the power of the wizard is not enough, then use more powerful power.
The power of the Deathly Hallows.
Al thought of his sister, and of his stubborn brother.
And my own father and mother.
The responsibility on his shoulders made him a little breathless.
He would rather believe in that dream scene that has been depicted for countless nights than be trapped here.
He is Gryffindor.
The nature of Gryffindor hides adventure.
He doesn't want to be chained, he wants an unforgettable adventure, and he's willing to die.
At this moment, the two hearts were drawn together.
Before them was a mountain, a mountain that John had built up.
It makes them breathless, but it can make two people get closer to each other.
"Come with us, Joel!"
Gail strengthened her belief and extended an invitation to John again.
"Let's try to be that winner."
Fate is a storm, whispering to them to give up resistance.
The warriors face the storm and cry out in the dark world.
It's a carnival, it's madness, it's a struggle.
Those who die for their ideals should not be ridiculed.
Al stood beside Gershin, standing firm with him.
"Let's go together." Al said.
They invite John, they invite to be a shout-out together.
Let wizards hear their voices, and hunters be terrified of voices in the bush.
Unfortunately, the two were wrong.
John was never the one to weather the storm.
he……
It is the storm.
"We are destined not to be together."
John shook his head, after nearly 100 years, what do you want me to use to go crazy with you?
He looked at Al and asked, "Are you going to run away, Al?"
"Huh?" Al was puzzled.
John's calm words had a terrifying destructive power.
"Your sister, your family."
His words made Al a little flustered.
"The invisibility cloak you choose, the escape you choose."
The power to see through people's hearts destroyed Al like a storm.
"Face yourself, Al."
John turned and left, the voice came slowly.
"It was Gail who gave you the key so that you could undo the shackles of your family and escape the responsibility that suffocated you, but what about your heart?"
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