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"You want to protect those Muggles and wizards down below—how do you expect to defeat me?!"
With a thunderous boom from the sky, the real George was blasted down by a fierce stream of dragonfire from the fire dragon. His enormous body crashed onto Oxford Street, flattening a large swath of buildings.
Fortunately, the Muggles in the area had already been evacuated to other neighborhoods by Rufus and his team.
"Minister!"
Seeing George fall, the Aurors clenched their teeth in fury, but they could do nothing.
As spectators, it was clear to them that the giant form of the Minister was not actually weaker than the fire dragon form of Voldemort. In fact, he even seemed to be gaining the upper hand.
Unfortunately, every time the cunning Voldemort found himself at a disadvantage, he would redirect his attacks toward the city below.
In order to protect the innocent Muggles and wizards, the Minister was forced to block those attacks with his own body. After doing so multiple times, his injuries were clearly severe, and he was nearing his limit.
"Get up, giant!"
The Muggles in the city, upon seeing George collapse, began praying silently in their hearts.
Through what they had overheard, they already understood that the dragon was trying to destroy the city, while the giant had come to protect them.
"Voldemort! You won't get away with this!"
Struggling to his feet, George clapped his hands together, lightning bursting across his body. A terrifying pillar of thunder surged into the sky, shooting straight at Voldemort.
Struck by the thunderbolt, Voldemort let out a bone-shaking scream of agony.
He immediately reverted from his dragon form to his normal human appearance, his furious voice echoing through the sky.
"Very good, George! You've done well! But I, Lord Voldemort, will not give up! I will lead wizards to rule over the Muggles and make those filthy beings our slaves!"
Leaving behind a final threat, the battered memory projection vanished on the spot.
The real George, now shrinking back into human form, staggered and nearly collapsed to the ground.
Thankfully, Rufus and the others rushed over in time to catch him.
"Minister, are you alright?!"
"I'm badly injured. The spell I used just now disrupted the flow of magic within my body. I may need to remain unconscious for a while to recover.
From here on, the affairs of the Ministry will be in your hands.
Remember—do not let anyone know about my condition. If Voldemort thinks I'm still strong, he won't act recklessly. He was hurt badly too."
With those words, George rolled his eyes back and pretended to faint.
From this point on, his real body would remain in a state of feigned unconsciousness.
The memory projection, disguised as Voldemort, would retreat to other countries like the United States, wary of the real George after their intense battle.
With the wizarding world now exposed, the Ministries of Magic in different countries would be scrambling to deal with rising tensions between Muggles and wizards.
At that moment, the Voldemort persona he controlled could take the opportunity to recruit large numbers of wizards who hated Muggles, launching attacks against both global magic ministries and Muggle governments.
All George had to do was stay in hiding, pretending to be unconscious. Once the world descended into chaos, he would reemerge as a savior and wipe everything clean.
It wouldn't take long—at most a year—to achieve this goal.
While the Harry Potter clone was energetically pursuing the plan for a new empire, on the main Marvel Earth, George was facing a situation of his own.
"Love… this magic is quite similar to Rakade's Lust Magic."
Inside the floating island of the Superpower Academy, George was engrossed in studying the Love Magic he had obtained from the Department of Mysteries.
The Department's research into Love Magic was still in its early stages. At best, it could block the Killing Curse occasionally, but not reliably.
But after thorough analysis, George discovered that this magic had vast potential.
Whether Rakade's Desire Magic or the Department's Love Magic—once studied deeply—they were more than just mental spells.
They resembled a form of law-based magic, a higher tier of spiritual enchantment.
If thoroughly mastered, even just one of these spells could elevate a person to the level of a demigod.
To be more precise, these magic systems were akin to the mythical Seven Deadly Sins, each possessing immense potential.
"George, there's been some trouble at the school. We need you to come right away!"
Just as he was engrossed in his research, Professor X's voice echoed in his mind, making George frown with confusion.
He had made it clear to Professor X before entering seclusion: unless it was truly urgent, he didn't want to be disturbed.
After returning to Earth with the Power Stone following the defeat of Thanos, the Nova Empire had formally dispatched a fleet to assist Earth's integration into interstellar society.
Naturally, this sparked internal power struggles among world governments, resulting in plenty of behind-the-scenes schemes.
But with overwhelming strength on their side, all these plots were laughable. George didn't even need to lift a finger—the teachers at the Superpower Academy, working in coordination with the Nova Empire, resolved everything with ease.
Humanity had now taken its first real step into the universe. While large-scale migration hadn't yet begun, many wealthy and adventurous individuals had already started space travel.
At this pace, it wouldn't be long before Earth joined the galactic community like any other planet.
As the population dispersed to other planets, the maturation of the Celestial embryo within Earth would be significantly delayed.
So what could possibly have happened that warranted Professor X's urgent tone?
Was it an invasion by the Skrull or Kree Empires? Had Hela escaped from her seal? Or perhaps the World Devourer, Galactus, had made an appearance?
With a flash, George appeared in the school's main conference room.
"Professor, what happened?"
Seeing that almost every teacher was present, George looked toward Professor X, who stood at the front.
Professor X pointed to several corpses on the ground, dressed in strange uniforms, his expression grim.
"Logan is missing. We checked the surveillance footage…"
Five minutes later, George had a full understanding of the situation from Professor X.
Just moments ago, Steve had gone to find Logan, only to find several strangers in bizarre uniforms in Logan's room, cleaning up a scene full of corpses.
They were dragging the bodies into a strange glowing portal.
Naturally, Steve couldn't just stand by. He questioned them, but got no answers—so he tried to detain them.
The intruders were skilled—on par with elite special forces—but nowhere near Steve's level.
However, the metal rods they wielded packed a serious punch.
During the fight, one of them accidentally got struck by another's rod and vanished instantly.
Realizing they couldn't win, the intruders leaped into the portal and fled, leaving behind several uncollected corpses and a few of their weapons.
Steve reported everything to Professor X, who immediately pulled up the surveillance footage.
The video showed a strange man in a red bodysuit, with two swords on his back, stepping through the glowing portal and entering Logan's room.
Shortly afterward, a large group of people in similar uniforms followed him through the portal.
(End of Chapter)