Chapter 322: Let's Settle This Today

Old Harry Rock, White Cliffs.

The neatly fractured white cliffs stand amidst the sea.

These fragile lands are formed from the skeletons and corpses of plankton from sixty-six million years ago, creating chalk.

Murphy overlooks this magnificent scene from the air and then casts a Muggle Repelling Charm downwards.

In the magic vision, ripples spread out, and at a spot on the coast, in the optical field of view, two massive magical forces shine like campfires in the night.

The Disillusionment Charm can bend light to erase a person or object from the background, but the magical fluctuations of the spell itself do not disappear.

"What a surprise," Murphy chuckles.

Sending a few Thunderbolt Crows to monitor Nurmengard was actually a casual move by Murphy previously. If the Wizarding Congress remained relentless, he planned to release Grindelwald to cause them some trouble.

However, now that the Wizarding Congress no longer poses a threat to Murphy, this little action led him to discover the cooperation between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

At that time, the Thunderbolt Crows were too far away to hear what the two were discussing, but seeing their magical auras now, he has a good idea of their intentions.

But where is the Holy Mother?

Below the high tower, they clearly met someone resembling a penitent monk, obviously someone from the Holy Mother, yet he is not here.

Does that mean the Holy Mother doesn't plan to take action personally?

It's a pity not to catch them all at once.

He connects with Lady Yaga through the mental network, "Lady, please inform the Empress that the time has come. I need to borrow that thing."

After receiving a reply, he turns into a bolt of lightning and lands on the ground, revealing himself.

He walks on the grass and casts a Primal Manifestation Charm, to no avail.

At that moment, two figures materialize at his side, and one of them points a wand at the ground, "Anchor of Space!"

This counter-disillusionment charm immediately locks down the surrounding space, making it a no-apparition zone like Hogwarts and Nurmengard.

Dumbledore's Anchor of Space is incredibly strong, and Murphy can feel that even his newly acquired "Thunderbolt Crow Transport" is prohibited.

But he doesn't panic; not only can he transform into lightning to leave, but he can also quickly escape combat through flight alone. Merely blocking spatial movement is hardly sufficient to ensnare him.

"Professor," Murphy turns around, "long time no see."

"Murphy," Dumbledore looks at him with a complex expression, "long time no see."

Murphy turns to Grindelwald, "Mr. Gellert Grindelwald, a pleasure to meet you. I actually considered releasing you to trouble the Wizarding Congress and thought you might understand my actions."

"Oh?" Grindelwald looks at him curiously, "Then why didn't you?"

"On one hand, my messenger observed the magic imprisoning you and found it to be a ritual spell. To release you without harming you, I'd either need magic far surpassing the caster or a specific key. I doubted I could release you unscathed."

"On the other hand, I had my doubts about your stance."

"As it turns out, these doubts were not unfounded," Murphy glances at them, "after all, stances and standards are for those who don't care."

"Must say, the lad's got a way with words," Grindelwald speaks, "No wonder you can't outplay him, Albus."

"Murphy, stop this," Dumbledore says.

More than a year has passed since their last encounter, and Dumbledore no longer possesses his usual composure. He now finds himself forced to resort to violence.

He looks very tired.

"Haven't we already discussed this, Professor?" Murphy still smiles, "You haven't convinced me."

"Breaking the Statute of Secrecy is extremely dangerous, Murphy. I'm not exaggerating, and the danger isn't just about Muggles," Dumbledore says, "You're about to disrupt a delicate balance, potentially dooming our world."

"If you truly wish to convince me, you'd better provide solid evidence, rather than vague speculations," Murphy says, "Honestly, I dislike cryptic people. Make it clear, what exactly is this danger?"

"..."

"Tell him, Albus," Grindelwald speaks, "You don't have to bear this burden alone."

Dumbledore hesitates for a long time before finally sighing, "No, I can't take that risk."

Grindelwald frowns, then sighs, "Then, it seems we have no choice but to resort to that method."

Seeing the murderous intent in Grindelwald's eyes, Murphy smiles, "Don't rush. I know you've come to kill me, but let's not hurry."

"You know?" Grindelwald is startled.

"It's not hard to guess. If it were just Professor Dumbledore, he'd likely not go this far; he's not one to resort to extreme measures. But with Mr. Grindelwald, I believe the Professor can understand what 'for the greater good' means."

"So, you're not running?" Grindelwald asks.

"Why run?" Murphy still smiles, "It wasn't easy for you to find me, and it wouldn't be easy for me to find Professor Dumbledore either. Now that we're all here, let's settle this today."

As he finishes, Dumbledore suddenly looks up to see a figure on a giant eagle appear in mid-air after a blinding flash of lightning transport.

Then, a cascade of light unfolds from the raised hands of the figure, forming a nearly invisible dome in the sky.

The next moment, the light extends to the sea, and with a "boom," a piece of chalk rock is cut off and falls into the ocean.

"What is this..." Grindelwald is stunned.

"The Wall of Saint Peter!" Dumbledore is astonished at the giant barrier connecting the sky and sea, "They said you have close ties with the wizards of the Soviet, but... you managed to borrow their artifact?"

"Who else but Arkaim's National Shaman," Murphy says.

"Even with the Empress's endorsement, I can only borrow this thing for an hour. Time is of the essence, let's begin."

He looks up and calls, "Great Shaman Maxim, please seal the magic in this area!"

As he speaks, the figure on the eagle descends, chanting a long spell, followed by the sound of war drums.

The feeling of being disconnected from magic, which Murphy experienced during his fight with Alexei, returns.

In this space, the power of spells is greatly weakened.

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