The moment Voldemort finished speaking, the Magic Corps showed just how different they were from the violent Aurors.
They barely hesitated. They didn't waste time talking; they simply raised their wands and cast the Killing Curse.
Of course, not every member of the Corps used the Killing Curse. Each had their own Charms.
"Or maybe..."
Anton blinked, then turned to look at Grindelwald in astonishment.
Old Grindelwald looked disgusted. "Squibs. That's what you thought of, right? Yes, they're a bit like Squibs. I can feel it—they can only cast a single Charm."
Dumbledore was also watching closely. He shook his head. "Extreme emotions bring extremely powerful Magical Power, which eventually produces extreme magical effects. But they've gone too far. There's no variety, and no room for further improvement."
He sighed. "What Tom came up with clearly isn't a path suited to wizards. They've simply been turned into war machines."
Anton agreed. "Using the Killing Curse like a laser has stripped away all its spirit. It's not elegant at all. These people have even been assigned a particular kind of magic based on their psychological flaws and pain. They're a lost cause."
This was vastly different from the kind of "innate magic" Anton had talked about.
Anton's "innate magic" held that people could draw strength from their strongest emotions. As their understanding of those emotions changed—through an epiphany, acceptance, despair, or some other shift—their magical power would change too.
What he emphasized was the spirit's capacity to change, shaped by interactions with other people, society, the environment, nature, and everything else.
Old Voldy's method, on the other hand, was a way of purifying that strongest emotion. He refined it to its absolute limit, then let it devour a person's spirit, driving them ever closer to becoming a Fantastic Beast capable of