How Dare You Use What I Taught You Against Me!

The final moment had arrived. The Traces of Time magic was about to end for good, and Anton had made it clear there would be no extension.

No one could force him to keep the time loop going, so everyone was helpless.

The city's residents had all moved into the Sanctuary Tower. New York, with its population of tens of millions, now looked like an abandoned city in an apocalyptic wasteland.

Ruins from the battles were everywhere.

This massive relocation project had been miraculously completed with the cooperation of Muggles and wizards!

Everyone was waiting for the final loop to begin, so everything could return to normal.

Apparently, though, the Muggle authorities liked to call the building known as Sanctuary Tower the Noah's Ark Building.

It didn't matter. Some of the magic and theories Anton invented were always going to be named according to other people's preferences.

But the name Noah's Ark carried a lot of weight. For a time, the name of the wizard Anthony Weasley had become synonymous with the most powerful wizard in the Americas.

As for Dumbledore, the Muggles weren't nearly as reverent toward him. At least, this major figure in the Wizarding World didn't seem to have any influence over their own country.

They had no idea that, in pursuit of the greatest good, Dumbledore could be the best wizard for protecting Muggles—or the most powerful wizard for slaughtering them.

As if! Old Dumbledore wasn't some kindly old man.

Back then, he had let Gellert Grindelwald reshape the Wizarding World and launch a war against the Muggles. Now, he was letting Voldemort build his forces and use the Squibs to influence the balance of power across the world.

Then he coldly surveyed the great chessboard of the world, deciding when it was time to put