The film version of Grindelwald did not find peace as depicted in the novel.
He hated Dumbledore than he loved him.
That's why, when Voldemort came knocking, he immediately revealed the whereabouts of the Elder Wand.
But now, another man, younger and more handsome than him, also known as the Dark Lord, appeared beside that man.
There was clearly someone sitting to his left next to that person.
But such a close position as Vice Castle Lord was given to that young man.
"Tom Riddle." Grindelwald's words were filled with murderous intent, and the forgotten love resurfaced in his mind.
"Tom Riddle." Dumbledore frowned; he still didn't understand why Voldemort was the Vice Castle Lord.
He doesn't seem to have parted ways with Gellert in the picture, and Ariana might still be alive and well.
This position should rightfully belong to Gellert.
Two same-sex lovers who had been separated for many years finally reached a consensus.
The four Champion also set their sights on Tom Riddle, the Dark Magic Fairy, who is the Vice Castle Lord the Magic Fairy Castle in this world.
For no other reason than the mission, who else could be the Dark Magic Fairy who stole the Magic Fairy Colorful Stone but Voldemort?
In fact, even Voldemort himself began to doubt whether this "I" had been enduring for so many years just for the sake of the Magic Fairy Colorful Stone.
The original Dark Lord, who has found a new job nearby, is definitely there to keep an eye on him.
Even Basil, who created this dreamlike reality, was unaware of how things were unfolding in the scene.
The background and tone were indeed set by him.
The spells inside are effective as long as they have Evil Power and Light Power support them.
Even the possibility of becoming an elf is certainly feasible.
But apart from Basil himself, the other characters are all condensations of the thoughts of the audience and the contestants.
After all, playing Dumbledore and Grindelwald, this old, estranged couple, was nothing short of torture for Basil.
In other words, Ron's Magic Immortal Artifact is a chicken leg, and it wasn't just something Basil made up.
He doesn't have that kind of free time.
After all, Basil had more important things to do.
He needs to constantly harvest the emotional energy of the audience and contestants, and use the computing power of their brains to re-derive a magic system.
The magic, Magic Immortal Artifact, and magical sprites depicted in the artwork are early works.
"What? Every fairy is immortal?" Phoebe, who was assigned to Gryffindor due to her high ranking and was a student at the White Magic Fairy Academy specializing in Balala energy, was surprised.
(The emotions of all the audience members reached a peak instantly, with Voldemort's being the most intense.)
(Basil wears the smile of an old farmer seeing a bountiful rice harvest.)
"Of course," Percy Prefect, patiently explained, "But if you want to live forever as a fairy, you have to reach the level of Great Magic Immortal."
"Ordinary magical fairies usually become spirits after they die of old age."
Phoebe, and most of the audience, understood that elves have an infinite lifespan.
All the audience's attention was diverted from the unremarkable Sorting Ceremony.
There's just a Crystal Ball. When someone's name is called, they come forward, and whatever light it emits determines which fairy they are.
Phoebe stared blankly at her small hands, "I'm immortal?"
(Voldemort was so envious of Jill that he was practically purple with envy. Damn it, why wasn't I a contestant?)
(Dumbledore regrets destroying the Philosopher's Stone for the first time; his sister is immortal, and so am I.)
The next second, she raised another question, "If all the fairies are immortal, then there should be Gnome."
"What do the elves eat? Can society support these immortal elves?"
"Where have all those Great Magic Immortal gone? How come a young man like Dumbledore is king?"
Percy nodded approvingly, "No wonder she's the Little Magic Fairy's closest to human form among the elves."
"In the past, other Little Magic Fairy from the mortal world would either be so happy that they forgot themselves, or they would go crazy and say things like immortality is poison, a curse, or an offense to God."
"Very few people can recover so quickly like you."
"You should have noticed the contents of the letter, 'Become a citizen of the Tree Realm'."
"Aren't those immortal elves and Great Magic Immortal in the Tree Realm?" Phoebe guessed.
"Not entirely." Percy nodded. "Little Magic Fairy are too weak and have little chance of improvement. They are allowed to stay in the Tree Realm to do basic jobs such as mail delivery, guarding the library, cleaning, and cooking."
"Do I have to work?" Phoebe asked.
"It's not necessary," Percy said softly, glancing around. "Let's just say that the existence of the elves is essentially working for the great Balala."
"From the birth of the first wizard to the present, the recorded time is a full 1 million years."
"Excellent wizards are as numerous as fish in a river, so why are only the great Balala and the Guna La Goddess of Darkness called gods—"
"You mean a wizard?" Phoebe asked in surprise.
"Yes, at least in Europe, we call humans with magic wizards." Percy sighed. "The more powerful wizards who achieve immortality through various paths, we call gods or demons."
"If we stop here, gods and demons are nothing more than immortal wizards."
"But it must be admitted that these wizards who reached the realm of immortality were geniuses among geniuses, and would at least be Great Magic Immortal in today's world."
"If you add a heart that is tirelessly pursuing magic, plus the accumulation of time, it's simply a nightmare."
"At some point, they came to control the sources of all kinds of energy; lightning, Stormfront, and the pulse of the Dadi all had their own masters."
"All the spells that wizards could use, which required external energy, became ineffective one by one, unless they signed a contract with the corresponding gods or demons to borrow them."
"It was a chaotic era. Gods and demons waged wars on the Dadi according to their own will, leaving the Dadi riddled with holes. Ordinary humans had no choice but to believe in the gods, and even wizards did the same."
"What's even more terrifying is that after death your soul will not be free either, but will belong to the god you believe in."
"Back then, the great Balala was just an inconspicuous music god. He soothed people's Mind Stone with music, bringing them joy and peace."
"In pursuit of Eternity peace, He went to the East—to the land where even the most powerful god called himself a 'celestial being'."
"I wonder how much time has passed and what stories have unfolded."
"Rooted in the realm of goodness of all sentient beings, it is governed by Balala."
"Isn't it amazing? Even the most powerful gods belong to sentient beings."
"And so, in 189 AD, the Era of the Magic Fairy arrived."
"The gods and demons who controlled all energy became elves."
"The dimensions they governed were unified, forming three worlds."
"The Tree Realm that belongs to the Fairies, the Mountain Sea Realm that accommodates the Immortals, and the Cloud Realm that supports the Pillars."
Phoebe swallowed hard. "Is this something I can talk about?"
Percy's voice remained low. "Of course. This is from the A History of Magic, as long as the fanatics of the Balala Church don't hear it."
"They refuse to believe that the great Balala was once a wizard."
"And he also refused to attend classes on the A History of Magic."
"Isn't that ridiculous?"
"The current Balala Church is nothing more than a remnant of the church when He was still the God of Music."
"He doesn't consider himself a god, high above anyone else."
"If He thinks so, then our spells aren't Balala Energy, but rather the God of Balala Light, just like the Dark Magic Fairy's spells contain the Guna La Goddess of Darkness!"
At this point, Percy became a little angry, "These guys have the guts to try altering the spell's casting and see if that works! This is the most obvious evidence!"
Seeing that Percy was about to lose his voice, Phoebe coughed to avoid causing trouble. "I remember we were initially discussing the elves."
She shrewdly skipped over questions about the origins of the Guna La Goddess of Darkness.
The great Balala may be kind and enlightened, but the Guna La Goddess of Darkness...
"Ah, elves," Percy said, his eyes filled with reminiscence, "Elves belong to the true immortals of the great Balala."
"They are the pillars of the three worlds themselves."
"If those pillars that were once considered gods, now overlooking all living beings in the Cloud Realm, are the load-bearing walls of a house."
"The spirits are the bricks. One or two may seem useless, but they make up the house itself."
"Furthermore, everything that the elves have learned and acquired, the great Balala will also automatically master."
"That's how those old gods were defeated by the great Balala."
Looking at Phoebe, whose mouth was almost forming an "O", Percy said with a smile, "Surprised, aren't you?"
"After learning this fact, even the most ambitious Dark Magic Fairy would not dare to harbor any ill intentions towards the existing regime."
"That's why the fanatics of the Balala Church tolerate the existence of us disrespecters, heretics, and Dark Magic Fairy."
"No matter how evil the Dark Magic Fairy is, or how heretical we are, we are still contributing to the great Balala."
Even a lazy bum who slacks off has value to the great Balala.
(Off-screen, Voldemort is utterly dejected. Is this even possible? Making wizards all over the world learn for him?)
(Even if he were arrogant, he wouldn't dare say that his efforts alone surpassed those of all the wizards in the world.)
(Dumbledore, however, was more curious about how the Guna La Goddess of Darkness had risen to power. He couldn't imagine anyone bypassing this system and becoming equal to Balala.)
(Ron smacked his lips, "Does that mean I don't have to study anymore?")
Even Ron's barren brain was awestruck and amazed.
No one was surprised that Cedric was assigned to Slytherin —the house of the Dark Magic Fairy.
Even Cedric's parents were the same.
They felt more longing and curiosity about that world that was both strange and familiar.
But precisely because of this, Cedric's images, which had previously gone unnoticed, are now attracting countless eyes.
Phoebe, Harry, Krum were all sorted into Gryffindor, the house of the White Magic Fairy.
Cedric is the only one who can become Dark Magic Fairy.
Why shouldn't he ask about things related to the mysterious Guna La Goddess of Darkness?
But now, they are witnessing this scene.
"Aki Zhang, a second-year student~" Cedric looked in the direction of the Ravenclaw Blue Magic Fairy, his heart fluttering.
He had no intention of cheating on himself.
However, he didn't notice the girl until he was in fifth grade and Cho Chang was in fourth grade.
The Cho Chang instantly robbed him of any motivation he had been prepared to give up.
(Cho Chang, in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, lowered his head and smiled sweetly, "Side is really something~")
(Other audience members, you'd better keep doing this!)
As if sensing the audience's resentment, the blond, slick-haired boy instantly launched his attack.
"I'm talking to you! What are you looking at! What's your name?"
Cedric instantly recognized the grinning man opposite him as Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter's archenemy.
"Sai— Edward Cullen."
"Cullen?" Draco raised an eyebrow. "An unheard-of surname."
"Could they be mortals from the mortal realm?"
"Does anyone in your family live in the Mountain Sea Realm?"
"The Mountain Sea Realm?" Cedric asked, his face full of doubt.
"It seems you really are a mortal." Draco's tone immediately changed, with a hint of coy approval mixed with disdain. "You're really lucky to be a mortal and yet have the privilege of serving the Guna La Goddess of Darkness."
"If you're Green Magic Fairy digs for food in the soil, Blue Magic Fairy who plays crazy tricks, I guarantee you won't live more than a week after your identity as a mortal is exposed before you turn into an elf."
"What good luck," Draco exclaimed again, "To serve the Supreme God in such a lowly position."
"This should be a school, right? How dare you kill someone?" Cedric asked tentatively.
Draco replied without hesitation, "Of course, we have the Guna La Goddess of Darkness behind us!"
"There are no gods behind Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff."
"Although the Four Founders have already ascended to the Cloud Realm and become pillars, there are still differences in their levels."
"At worst, I'll go to Azkaban."
"Those inside are all loyal followers of the Guna La Goddess of Darkness, and some are even relatives."
"It's much better inside than in the Magic Fairy Castle!"
Draco said with pride, "My dad and mom both studied in Azkaban."
"Especially my mother's side, apart from a few scoundrels who were expelled from the family tree, they're all in there!"
(The Malfoy and their group, who had previously escaped from prison due to severe bleeding, only to be re-imprisoned a few days after Dumbledore took over, were all speechless. It seemed that they were indeed acquaintances.)
"Although a hundred years later, I am unfortunately limited to becoming an elf and entering the Mountain Sea Realm, and cannot choose the orthodox dark race, it is not bad."
Cedric was also shocked, but he still managed to calm himself down and asked, "Which races are the Dark Races?"
Draco's face fell, and he pointed to the front of the Slytherin table, in the direction where the senior students were sitting, "Can't you, a mere mortal, see for yourself!"
"The characteristics of the Dark Holy Race couldn't be clearer!"
"Those with pale skin and canine teeth are vampires; those with thick hair and sharp claws are Wolf Race; those who are tall and strong are Giant; and those whose bodies are transparent and glow with a pearly white light are Ghost Race."
Cedric was incredibly surprised. Only then did he notice that the further he looked, the less human these Dark Magic Fairy seemed.
In his world, these humanoid races would conceal their differences from others to avoid discrimination.
But in this world, they became the Dark Holy Race.
"You're surprised?" Draco snorted, seemingly sensing Cedric's disdain. "These were developed by the outstanding ancestors of the Dark Magic Fairy, a shortcut to becoming Great Magic Immortal while retaining a physical body and ascending to the Mountain Sea Realm."
"These contents in the Black Magic Tome are not publicly available."
"You want to learn, but there's nowhere to learn!"