Before chaos split apart, Heaven and Earth were in turmoil, vast and misty... To learn the arts of creation across the ages, you must read The Harry Potter's Havoc-Calming Tale.
First came Gellert's wizard supremacists, then Voldemort's Death Eaters. Yet the Ministry of Magic did nothing, and Dumbledore was too softhearted.
Harry returned from the Journey to the West and shouted, "Listen up! Old Fudge, the Minister's seat should change hands every so often. Next year, it's my turn! If you can sit in it, why can't I? Step down and hand it over, or we'll fight, and the Wizarding World will be devastated!"
With that, he pulled out his wand and said, "Grow, grow, grow!"
In an instant, the wand in his hand grew as thick as a bowl. Any wizard it touched would die; anyone it grazed would be injured.
Fudge was so frightened that he dove into the fireplace and shouted, "Quick, go to Hogwarts and fetch Dumbledore!"
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"Today, my parents are dead. I can't be bothered explaining right from wrong anymore!
Take this, Voldemort! Eat my wand!"
The wand, as thick as a millstone, came crashing down. Voldemort regretted everything, and as he faced death, he threw his head back and laughed: "Heh heh!"
The plot of this book is generally good, but the style of writing is more classical Chinese, and the plot is interrupted. The plot ends after the branch is divided, and the rendering of the scenes is not too strong.