One Possibility That Could Change the World

Three minutes passed quickly, yet the Dark Magic Creature—the Giant Frog—inside the five-story building still hadn't been cleared out.

When the next cycle began, everyone reappeared atop the concrete Fire Dragon, flames burning in their eyes. After a brief discussion, they couldn't wait for Anton to arrive. They mounted their Flying Broomsticks and raced toward the building.

Most of Cabin's friends usually carried Flying Broomsticks, keeping them in small bags enchanted with the illegally cast Undetectable Extension Charm. After all, Anton's Snuffbox was just too convenient.

Anton had been about to hurry over, but when he spotted them from a distance, his eyebrows suddenly lifted.

He keenly sensed a unique change.

A new atmosphere, unlike anything before.

If old-timers like Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and Voldemort were the older generation of big shots, and people like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Uncle Lupin, Uncle Arthur, and Bella were the middle generation, then...

Anna, George, Fred, Neville, Hannah, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco, Goyle, Crabbe, and Dudley.

These names might seem ordinary, but they were the new generation of the wizarding world.

And Anton seemed to have enough influence over this new generation. They were highly impressionable, unlike the older generation of big shots, who had already settled into their own paths.

"This seems like a pretty good opportunity!"

Anton pondered.

If he could guide these people as they grew—not with Dumbledore or Voldemort as their model—perhaps they could bring about changes in the world unlike any before.

Anton didn't have any lofty goals. Unlike Grindelwald and the others, he had no plans to reshape the world into something in particular.

He just liked seeing the world change because of him.

It didn't matter what changed. Change itself was interesting.

Especially interesting.

And deeply satisfying.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of that imposing quote: