Then they learned various ways to restrict wizards, the most important of which was the mutual interference between electromagnetic fields and magical energy fields. Now underage wizards all wear a collar called a restriction ring, which makes it impossible for them to use their powers normally.

This results in those children having to endure the cruel treatment they receive from the base, yet they are unable to even commit suicide.

“Stupid Muggles.” Dumbledore said grimly after seeing the documents: “This will have very terrible consequences – I hope they haven’t made a big mistake yet.”

Wade glanced at the security guard who had fallen beside him.

This is a fat man with a round face, a round body and round eyes. He looks like an innocent raccoon and is the caretaker of this place.

When he broke in, Wade only used a Stunning Spell to make him fall asleep, but after reading a few documents, he used a truth serum to force the fat administrator to tell the truth –

“I don’t know how many people were sent here. I haven’t counted them… No one needs to know this…”

“There are children sent here every month. Sometimes there are 20 to 30 children, sometimes there are 100 to 200 children… There is no pattern. If I have to say something, there are more people when there is a war, and the same is true when there are natural disasters or man-made disasters…”

“After raising it for a while, if you find a suitable buyer, you can sell it…blood, organs, bone marrow, skin…anything is fine.”

“Even if there is an infectious disease and the organs cannot be used, there are still people who specialize in collecting bones and eyes… The sphenoid bone is the butterfly-shaped bone in the front of the head. This has the most collectors and is sold at the highest price…”

“In fact, those who were sent to us were discarded. Those good-looking children and the talented little wizards who were easy to brainwash were all sent to other places… We just picked up the garbage that others didn’t want and made use of it…”

The fat administrator spoke terrible words in an ordinary tone.

After a few more questions, Wade discovered that this seemingly honest and simple man actually had several lives on his hands.

The job of “scavenger” had nothing to do with him originally, but in order to relieve the pressure of work and for the absurd reason of “having fun”, he gave gifts to other colleagues and asked them to give him the opportunity to participate.

When Wade was about to do something, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and the two had to begin to resist the pain of boiling magic power. The fat administrator was knocked unconscious again to prevent him from taking advantage of the opportunity to do anything.

When it was over, Wade asked, “Professor, do you think… we still need to hold back on these people?”

Next to Dumbledore, he originally wanted to act more “great and glorious”, but at this moment, he felt that he could no longer endure it.

Dumbledore sighed, “I never wish you to be too kind to your enemies, Vader – I only wish you would not underestimate the value of life.”

“I understand……”

Vader waved his hand, and the firebird Michal excitedly poked his head out from the closet space. The flames on its body danced, and in an instant, the temperature in the room seemed to rise by several degrees.

But Dumbledore pressed Michael’s head in the air, and the Firebird looked at him in confusion.

“Go back,” said Dumbledore.

The white wizard’s language seemed to contain some powerful magic, and Michal fell back into the wardrobe space involuntarily.

Vader frowned, “Professor?”

“You are not needed, Vader,” Dumbledore said. “I do not wish to see your soul traumatized.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a ball of blazing flame enveloped the fat administrator’s body.

The man suddenly woke up from his coma, jumped up and then immediately fell down, with his mouth wide open, dying in a posture as if he wanted to scream but couldn’t.

Ignoring the scorching heat behind him, Vader looked at Dumbledore and asked, “And your soul, sir?”

“It doesn’t hurt my soul to save innocent children from torture and death and to send those demons that roam the earth to hell.”

Dumbledore said gently: “Vander, I have come through two wars, not by shouting slogans or using love to influence the enemy – I know when to make up my mind.”

“But you are still too young, kid. I am not worried about your level of magic – I know you are capable of eliminating all enemies in front of you. They are as powerless as scarecrows compared to you.”

“I know you are a mature thinker and a skilled magician, and I have always been very proud of you, Vader.”

“But I’m worried – I’m afraid you won’t be able to tell the difference between fighting to protect and fighting to kill. I’m afraid you’ll become addicted to the thrill of life and death, and take the lives of others as a regular, problem-solving method.”

“I have seen the most outstanding wizards in this world fall into depravity. I know that many outstanding young people initially just wanted to speak for those who were persecuted, but in the end they became the darkness that harmed the world itself.”

“They believed in their own strength and that their efforts were all for the purpose of saving the world, but in the end they got lost on the road to saving the world…”

“Those people have lost their respect for life and death and their sympathy for ordinary people. Even if they slaughter an innocent baby, they only pity their own pain, but not the innocent people who suffer.”

“So wait a little longer, Vader. I’m not looking down on you, but I hope you won’t let your soul be polluted before you build a strong enough mental defense.”

Vader: “…”

At this moment, he really hoped that Dumbledore would treat him like he did to Harry in the original book, either ignoring him or simply forcibly preventing him from participating.

——In this way, Wade can feel at ease and ignore Dumbledore’s opinions and do things according to his own wishes.

But he really couldn’t resist such gentle and sincere teachings and exhortations from others.

There was no time for the two to talk to each other or persuade each other. Wade could only say, “What should I do? You want me to just watch?”

“Of course not.” Dumbledore smiled. “I need you to protect those children, and to find Ms. Skeeter and keep them safe – you can do that, right?”

“–certainly.”

……

“boom!”

“boom!”

“boom–“

Explosions roared one after another, raging flames shot up into the sky, electric poles broke, underground cables flew into the air, twisted and entangled, and the machines that were originally roaring underground suddenly flew out and exploded in mid-air.

After experiencing an attack from a strong magnetic field, Dumbledore had completely figured out the location of these things.

He didn’t need to know how they worked, just that they were destroyed to the point where they couldn’t be used properly.

The Headmaster was well aware of how fragile Muggle machinery was.

The men in black who rushed forward fell one after another, and the researchers in white coats fled in panic, but fell down halfway while grabbing their chests.

This time, the principal showed no mercy.

Only then did Wade see in him the terrifying aura that made Grindelwald wary and Voldemort terrified.

He knew that Dumbledore had held back because there were still some innocent children on the island, as well as poor wizards who had accidentally fallen there.

Otherwise, the entire island would have turned into a sea of ​​fire by now, so how would these people have a chance to struggle and escape?

but–

When you need it, just say, “Let me teach you magic.”

When it’s not needed, it’s: “You’re too young, Vader.”

As he ran towards the dungeon, Vader was still muttering indignantly in his heart.

But he still faithfully carried out Dumbledore’s orders…or requests.

no way.

“I need you.”

——Although this sentence is ordinary, it always possesses great power.

The fat administrator was naturally aware of the location of the dungeon. It was not a separate building, but was hidden at the bottom of the laboratory, separated by two full floors.

So even though there was chaos upstairs, it was still quiet here, except that a few guards were walking back and forth frequently in the corridor in the middle of the cell.

When the buzzing stopped, Rita Skeeter quickly transformed back into a beetle, and the children who had been deliberately blocking the beds dispersed.

The sound of boots hitting the ground rang out again.

They sat on the floor, silently watching the guards walking back and forth in the corridor with a frown on their faces, occasionally speaking in a low voice into their headphones, or exchanging glances with people around them, and then continuing to walk back and forth.

The children in the cell were also whispering to each other –

“what happened?”

“They don’t usually patrol so frequently…”

“Does that need someone again?”

“I don’t think they’re in any trouble.”

“Mabel, what do you think? Mabel?”

Mabel stared blankly into the sky for a long moment before she said, “I don’t know.”

Luke raised his head to look outside, then lowered it again, as if he was not interested in anything.

The back of his hand had been scratched before, and he was licking the wound like a cat licking its paw.

Rita really wanted to say something to them, but she knew that for safety reasons, it would be best for all of them if she didn’t make any noise.

She was crawling around on the old blanket in frustration, when she suddenly heard the sounds of “thump”, “thump”.

The guard in the corridor fell down without warning, with a bang, and his nose seemed to be flattened.

They heard footsteps and everyone became quiet again.

Then, Rita heard a young man’s voice ask, “Just these few guys? Are there any other guards here?”

No one answered him. The frightened and hurt children just stared at him in silence, as if they didn’t understand English.

Rita was stunned for a moment, then she jumped forward, turned back into human form, grabbed the railing and shouted, “Ved! Vader Grey! Is it really you? Are you here to save us?”

Like those other children before her, she uncontrollably squeezed her face between the iron bars, almost deforming it, completely forgetting that she could turn into a beetle and fly away.

“Rita?”

Vader was also a little surprised, and walked over quickly and said, “Thank Merlin, I’m glad you’re okay. I didn’t expect you to be hiding in the cell.”

As he spoke, he unlocked the cell with an Unlocking Charm.

Rita Skeeter rushed out immediately, and was about to give Wade a hug excitedly, but she saw the tip of the wand pointing at her nose.

“Wait a moment and prove you are Rita Skeeter herself.”

Vader said expressionlessly.

Rita Skeeter, who was about to burst into tears, suddenly froze. She raised her hands pitifully and tried to recall the few interactions she had with Wade.

“I…you gave me the invisibility cloak…”

“That was borrowed… but never mind.” Wade put down his wand and asked, “Where’s the invisibility cloak?”

“They broke it.” Rita said anxiously: “Never mind that – how many people did you bring?”

“two.”

“What? Only two?” Rita screamed.