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Chapter 218: Chapter 215 - The Spark of Chaos (2)

(Note: I'll skip the speech, I've done it too many times and my head can't think of other ways to talk about another speech... forgive my lack of motivational speeches...)

Asterion looked at all the participants who had managed to complete the Dragon Race, the number of people had reached thirteen. Seven teams, some even with just one person, these being the Japanese team and Russia. The Chinese team had just two left, France two, Brazil 2, the United States 2 and England 3.

At the same time, Dumbledore's next words surprised Asterion.

"In three days, it will be the last stage of the First Edition of the International Tournament of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dumbledore spoke as the audience applauded loudly. The crowd was more than happy not to wait too long like the Dragon Race, which they had to wait a week to start.

But Asterion frowned at Dumbledore's words, although he couldn't be involved in the decisions of the Tournament for more than obvious reasons, he could still get some confidential information as one of the most powerful and influential men in England.

As far as he knew, the days between the Three Trials of the Tournament were a great solution for increasing the flow of trade during the time the Tournament was taking place. As was quite normal when an event of this scale was taking place, Diagon Alley had never been so crowded with wizards and witches since its creation. Many people have profited from this and made real fortunes.

So moving up one of the most important events of the Tournament was really a way of undermining the interests of some people who wanted to profit even more, which could give Dumbledore a huge headache during the Senate in the Clock Tower.

But, after thinking about it, Asterion understood the reason for bringing the tournament forward: the longer Luis and Joseph are in the country, the more the chances of the Third Wizarding World War occurring increase. And like Dumbledore, the Black Patriarch didn't want another war to occur on English soil, it would practically be the fourth in less than fifty years!

Even though England was a powerful country, three wars had already done great damage to the country's foundations, especially when it came to the birth rate. The number of Witches and Witches in the country was the lowest it had been in three hundred years.

Which was an extremely important point in every country in the world, given that the birth rate of witches and wizards was much lower compared to Muggles.

Another war would simply cause the number of witches and wizards in England to fall to a level that would be extremely dangerous for any government.

Asterion really wanted to kill Louis and Joseph for putting him in this kind of extremely dangerous situation, but his rationality won out over his own desires. He could even smell the gunpowder in the air, a simple spark would make the gunpowder explode like the sound of the first shot, heralding the arrival of the Third Magical World War.

Taking a deep breath, Asterion calmed his feelings and began to presume numerous war scenarios with his Second Innate Technique. Perhaps a function that Salazar had never thought of doing with his Innate Technique, but it was a very useful skill for a General like him to have in times of war.

Honestly, war was almost inevitable in Asterion's eyes, the conspiracy of Luis Delacour and Joseph Weiss was almost impossible to prevent without causing a world war, both men want to use war to promote their own countries in a war that will probably be the bloodiest this world has ever seen?

Killing or making them both disappear would make the war happen, what do you think the politicians of both countries will do when they find out that both Ministers have disappeared on English soil? Attack when they left the country? That would just paint them as the biggest suspect. Even if they deny the accusations, France and Germany won't believe them and will declare war just the same.

Asterion didn't believe for a moment that the politicians of France and Germany didn't know about the conspiracies of both their Ministers of Magic. Both countries wanted war no matter what England did to mediate the situation.

"If war happens, you'd better run far away, because I'll be sending Special Grade Cursed Spirits into both countries, I want to see how you deal with it on numerous battlefronts." Asterion muttered to himself as he looked towards the VIP seats, the Black patriarch's gaze completely cold. A look that Dumbledore also shared, they both looked at each other and saw each other's intent.

Because of Louis and Joseph's actions, Asterion would have to change his plans, something he didn't like to do, as it could increase the chances of something going wrong even more.

Asterion had no doubt that he would be a General if the war happened, and with Grindelwald's Plan about to be completed, the future he foresaw was not at all pleasant, at least for the citizens it would be a difficult life.

He would probably become a war machine with his more than twenty Special Grade Spirits. Not only that, Asterion had to deal with Organization R while he also had to be careful not to be attacked by Herpo the Dirty. He was surrounded by enemies.

Calming the turbulent feelings bubbling up in his chest, Asterion corrected his posture as he raised his head proudly, feeling an incomparable weight falling on his shoulders.

It felt like a mountain trying to make him bend over and go crazy with so much responsibility and pressure. He was only fourteen and would be bearing the weight of an entire country on his shoulders.

"Great-grandfather, if you're in hell, you're probably proud of me, I'm going to be the strong man you raised me to be." Asterion muttered to himself as he clapped his hands together with everyone else, celebrating the end of the Dragon Race.

Rose looked at Asterion clapping and couldn't help but notice how incredibly serious her adorable fiancé was at the moment of celebration, others might not have noticed, but she did notice the tension in his body, the cold look in his eyes and the undeniably serious expression on his face.

Although she didn't understand why Asterion was so serious, Rose held his hand and smiled, showing her impeccably white teeth as she sent him a look of comfort. "Smile, Little Star, let's face the applause together!"

Asterion looked stunned at Rose and suddenly realized that he wasn't alone, he had people by his side who shared his burden.

Rose, Daphne, Narcissa, Bellatrix and so on.

Asterion had a serious problem with wanting to do everything himself without asking anyone for help, which is perhaps why he would have countless gray hairs in the future.

"A powerful family is a united family." Asterion muttered and for some reason, the weight on his shoulders didn't seem as heavy as before.

After resolving his internal doubts, Asterion became even more determined and no longer bothered to think about the consequences that a war would bring. If everyone else didn't care, why should he? Maybe that's how a leader should be in order to lead a nation in times of war.

"Very well, if you want war, don't regret it later. I will bring you much pain and suffering." Asterion muttered to himself, his lips curving into a cold, murderous smile. "I will bathe your countries in the blood of your soldiers."

'I'm ready for war. Are you?" Asterion thought, looking towards the VIP seats.

...

In the medical center, Apolline looked at her daughter and let out a sad sigh at the state of her beautiful daughter. "Is it really worth suffering to fulfill an ideal? Why not settle for the status quo?"

Fleur looked at her mother and replied with an answer that left her completely silent. "I want a world where Gabrielle can walk down the street without feeling the stares of disgust and hatred, even if I drag this whole planet into war, so be it."

"Even betraying your own father?" Apolline held her daughter's hand and asked in a low, worried tone. At that moment, she no longer seemed like the beautiful, elegant and confident woman, just a mother worried about her daughters in this increasingly chaotic world.

"You and I both know that Luis only cares about his damn presidential throne, he pretends to be happy in an open marriage to subtly turn you into a prostitute to gain allies." Fleur spoke with a fierce tone of anger and resentment towards her father. No one could believe that she was the man's most beloved daughter.

"Fleur." Apolline bit her lower lip in anguish. "I'm a terrible mother, aren't I?" "No, you're an excellent one, Mom, you made me the confident, strong woman I am today." Fleur squeezed her mother's hand and spoke in a genuinely grateful tone.

"When the war starts, take Gabrielle and go to Granny's House, she's a woman who has survived for two hundred years, she knows like no one else how to hide in difficult times." Fleur commented in a serious tone. She didn't think that Asterion or Dumbledore would be able to stop the war from starting, because it wasn't just the wish of both Ministers of Magic, there were other people orchestrating the war behind the scenes.

"What about you?" Apolline couldn't help but ask, shocked to realize that Fleur had no intention of leaving.

Fleur spoke with a smile, although that smile contained more sadness and uncertainty than happiness.

"France needs another Jeanne d'Arc."

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Next Chapter Second Volume: Chapter 216 - The Spark of Chaos (3), Chapter 217 - The Spark of Chaos (4), Chapter 218 - Ancient Artifact (1), Chapter 219 - Ancient Artifact (2), Chapter 220 - The Last Moment Before Chaos (1), Chapter 221 - The Last Moment Before Chaos (2, Chapter 222 - The Labyrinth of Cnossos (1), Chapter 223 - The Labyrinth of Cnossos (2), Chapter 224 - The Labyrinth of Cnossos (3).

Next Chapter of the Third Volume: Chapter 225 - A Dark Day (1), Chapter 226 - A Dark Day (2), Chapter 227 - A Talk Between Two Monarchs (1), Chapter 228 - Preparations for War (1), Chapter 228 - Preparations for War (1), Chapter 229 - Preparations for War (1), Chapter 230 - The French Battlefront (1), Chapter 231 - The French Battlefront (2).

 


Chapter 219: Chapter 216 - The Spark of Chaos (3)

After the victory speech for the Hogwarts team and the other foreign teams, Asterion wasted no time and without even saying hello to any of his family, he followed Dumbledore to his office. It was an emergency meeting that they both needed to attend as soon as possible.

In the Headmaster's office.

Dumbledore and Asterion were sitting opposite each other, both wizards showing cold, murderous expressions.

Dumbledore in particular looked especially murderous, you could see the fury burning in the man's eyes. "When it happens, it won't matter whether Louis and Joseph are alive or not, I'll kill them both." He spoke, his tone cold, despite the fiery aura surrounding his body.

"They'll flee the moment it happens, I think it's hard for you to kill them before they get away." Asterion commented, downing an entire glass of wine in one go. Even if he couldn't get drunk, he could still relieve the fatigue from the previous ordeal.

"It doesn't matter, Paris and Berlin won't go anywhere." Dumbledore replied with a cold smile. At this point, the kind and compassionate old man had completely disappeared, replaced by a man who had lived hundreds of years and been through many bloody battles.

Asterion remained silent, this feeling of not being able to prevent what was about to happen left a bitter taste in his mouth, it was as if no matter what he did, fate would not change.

"Asterion, in the event of a war, I will send you as a general. Rose will be sent to guard the border between England and France. The Flur Nets must be turned off and Anti-Apparition enchantments must be erected at strategic points around England. I will remain in England in case of an attack." Dumbledore filled a goblet of vine to the brim and drank, then spoke seriously.

Asterion wasn't surprised by Dumbledore's words, the Innate Technique of House Black really was suitable for attacking and defending, especially if the user had more than twenty Special Grade Cursed Spirits. If he wanted to defend, he would be an almost impenetrable wall protecting England, if he wanted to attack, he would be a sword that no country in the world wanted to face.

"What about the Secrecy Act? An attack on the capitals of the other countries will alert the muggle world. The Queen of England must also be notified." Asterion asked with a rare expression of helplessness. Today wasn't the Middle Ages, people definitely wouldn't believe in something as stupid as punishment from the gods or gas explosions.

"Asterion." Dumbledore looked at the sixteen-year-old and spoke. "You must stop thinking about the consequences. In a war of this caliber, collateral damage and problems can be solved after the war. During the war, attack to kill and don't hesitate to destroy a bloody city. If it's a French or German city, burn every last person alive."

Patriarch Black couldn't help but cluck his tongue as if seeing Dumbledore's true personality for the first time, the man was crueler than he was. He himself wasn't prepared to kill civilians indiscriminately, something that Dumbledore had apparently encouraged him to do.

"Dumbledore, don't forget it's the Third Wizarding World War we're talking about, not a civil war, we don't want to reveal the Wizarding World to the muggle population. The negative feelings of six billion people is not something to be trifled with." Asterion commented with a frown, he felt that if he carried out Dumbledore's words, the world would turn into complete chaos. He could control England with the help of the English Muggle Community, but the same couldn't be said for the other countries.

So, it was absolutely impossible for him and any other Special Grade Wizard in good conscience to attack with all their might and reveal the existence of magic and Cursed Spirits to the world. Chaos was indeed a good thing for the ambitious, but too much chaos was something totally out of control.

"You're still very young, Asterion. You'll understand that whoever is plotting against the whole world from the shadows doesn't care what happens to the world. They just want their profit regardless of the consequences of their actions." Dumbledore shook his head and let out a tired sigh, he looked up at the ceiling of his office with a calm gaze.

After calming down and analyzing the information he had, Dumbledore knew very well that Louis and Joseph were far from capable of starting a Wizarding World War with just two countries. There was someone behind them and the most likely suspect was the recent criminal organization he had discovered.

R.

Of course, Asterion knew that Dumbledore's words were true, the people who were really orchestrating this war didn't care about anything but themselves.

"We have to worry not only about enemy countries, but also about Organization R and the masterminds of the Hogwarts Attack. We're surrounded and our enemies are in the shadows waiting for the right moment to fire their poison-filled arrows at us." Asterion stroked his forehead and sat slumped in his chair, his voice filled with an audible weariness. Despite this, his eyes were more determined and calm than ever.

Dumbledore frowned at his words and nodded; as Asterion had said, they really were surrounded on all sides. Many enemies expected England to weaken even more than ever.

Just as he was about to speak, the office door opened and Rose entered with a calm but strangely intimidating look on her face. Seeing the heavy and hostile atmosphere in the office, she asked in a casual tone.

"Are you two fighting again? Is it because of me? If it is, I respectfully ask Dumbledore to fuck off and let him mind his own business, I decide my life and especially who I marry." Rose didn't hide her dissatisfied look towards Dumbledore.

The Hogwarts principal just snorted coldly at the mention of Rose's marriage. "Although it dismays me to see you marrying my political enemies, it's not about you, Rose."

Rose raised an eyebrow in confusion at hearing this, she had stormed into his office thinking that Dumbledore had been annoyed by her actions, but seeing her teacher's calm and cool face, the girl changed her mind. There was something very serious going on!

Walking over to Asterion and claiming her rightful place on her fiancé's lap, Rose ignored his helpless stare and sat down on the Black Patriarch's lap quite naturally.

Seeing their actions, Dumbledore regretted that he was getting old, young people these days weren't ashamed to show affection in public.

"So, what's so important that two powerful wizards are arguing with such serious expressions? Rose asked, looking at Dumbledore as she felt one of Asterion's arms wrap firmly around her waist.

Dumbledore sighed and told Rose one by one.

Each time Rose heard his words, a little of her smile disappeared, in the end, her face was as cold as Asterion's and Dumbledore's, even the cheerful, carefree aura she had, had disappeared at that moment.

"Let's kill these two pieces of shit from Thestrals!" Rose spoke, practically growling with a threatening aura enveloping her. She had never been as furious as she was at this moment. War, a word she simply hated with all her might. Not only had it taken the lives of her parents, it had also caused her to see many deaths.

If it hadn't been for Asterion, Rose would have run towards the chambers of the French and German delegation, killing both Ministers of Magic in front of everyone.

"Rose, calm down, killing both of them would only make the war happen sooner." Asterion commented, reinforcing his arms with Magical Energy, preventing the white lion in his arms from causing the Third Wizarding World War.

Rose frowned and suppressed her killing intent. "Is it certain that there will be a war on this scale?" She asked, her tone lower than usual.

Dumbledore extinguished the flames of Rose's hope with a cold, indifferent voice, something Rose saw for the first time in her teacher. "Yes, it's almost certain, we're going to war. Probably after the tournament is over, they want war and they'll get it."

"What do I have to do?" Rose asked, snuggling into Asterion, the only place that seemed warm in the cold atmosphere of the office. She rested her head on her fiancé's shoulder and the smell of him seemed to calm her.

"Probably defend the French Border, but I'll call an emergency parliamentary meeting and summon all Twelve Lords and Senators." Dumbledore replied, his eyes wandering to the window, where he could see the blue sky, but he didn't know when, but the blue of the sky had been replaced by storm clouds.

"France." Rose murmured to herself, the sparkle of the stars seemed to sprinkle in her beautiful eyes, but instead of beauty in her gaze, there was a cold murderous intent. "I knew the French couldn't be trusted, look at them now, plotting against the whole world to secure their stupid past glory."

Asterion rolled his eyes at his fiancée's xenophobic comment, technically, England was no different from France either, England had always coveted French lands. During the Hundred Years' War, when a French monarch sneezed at random, the English king already claimed the French throne for himself.

But could Asterion retort to Rose's words? The answer was no!

Call him a hypocrite, but he didn't want to deflect Rose's resentment towards France. He was just afraid that this resentment would force Rose to rashly attack France.

"What about the last event of the Tournament?" Rose asked again, in her eyes, there really was no point to this whole Tournament anymore, if it wasn't for the Unbreakable Vow, she would like to leave the Tournament and prepare for war.

"It will still happen." Dumbledore replied, his gaze focused on the two teenagers sitting in one chair, his gaze becoming gentler as he looked at them both. "You can enjoy yourselves while the storm has not yet arrived, bring glory to Hogwarts and England, we have to build morale for the start of the war."

Asterion and Rose nodded, they weren't too worried about it, they were going to win, that much they were sure of.

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