England
Located more than 100 kilometers southwest of London, England.
Wiltshire
Salisbury Plain
As the sun set, its dim crimson light dyed the lush green grass red.
Even with an international storm brewing, British youths who had yet to be drawn into the quagmire of war still had the mood to enjoy the scenery.
To put it plainly, a group of Muggles had come here on a tour.
Because several towering megaliths stood in a ring amid the green wilderness.
This was the most famous and mysterious prehistoric relic in the British Isles—Stonehenge.
They were now constantly posing for pictures before the stones, or chasing each other and playing hide-and-seek among them like childish fools.
"Ah—"
Suddenly, a woman's shrill scream made everyone in the midst of their play shudder.
"Hey... it's so late. You should all be getting some rest."
A tall, thin wizard dressed in a black Wizard Robe sighed and muttered softly.
"Hey! You..." A boy who rushed over saw the girl he liked lying limp on the ground and immediately began to rebuke him furiously.
However, before he could finish, he saw the man before him adjust his bowler hat.
Such beautiful blue eyes...
The thought had barely surfaced when a wave of weakness and drowsiness crushed his reason.
Before the boy fell, he caught sight from the corner of his eye of his companions collapsing one after another behind him.
Who exactly is he?!
All was silent.
Several Muggles lay sprawled haphazardly on the ground before the male wizard.
Yet he remained utterly unmoved. That was unlike him, for he was a wizard who respected and protected Muggles.
Pop—
A sharp crack in the air suddenly shattered the silence.
"Albus, are we really going to abandon them?"
An old man, vigorous in spirit but