Mysterious Journey

Chapter 692: Stagnation and Change

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It's the summer of 1992. Counting from Grindelwald's downfall, it has been forty-seven years.

For the magical world, forty-seven years isn't too long, but according to past experience, even during the darkest periods for wizards, after such a long time, at least one or two new magical fields would emerge.

But now...

Forget about any new magical fields, there aren't even any new magical theories!

Take Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as an example. Apart from the continuously updated "A History of Magic" series, the textbooks used by the students in important core subjects like Transfiguration, Charms, Astronomy, Potions... are almost exactly the same as those used when Dumbledore was still the Transfiguration professor, even the layout hasn't changed.

Dumbledore knew very well that some things, once decided, could not be turned back.

The current "International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy" is like a solid barrier, completely separating the magical world from the non-magical world. The mystery of magic is guaranteed, and society is becoming more stable, but it's also becoming difficult to see new vitality.

The stagnation and even regression in the development of knowledge is, to Dumbledore, even more terrifying than the wizarding wars.

And what's worse is that this sense of stagnation, as if time has stood still, is not just confined to the British magical world. For forty-seven years, magical civilizations worldwide have been in a state of stagnation!

This is very scary!

If he hadn't personally witnessed the dying moments before the "dissolution of the Soviet Union," participated closely in the magical改造 of the "Hyperion," and actively learned about many non-magical theories under Eileen's influence...

Dumbledore might not even have realized the intersection of the two worlds' trajectories.

Whether it's the electronic computers that haven't yet been built in the Hogwarts research area, or the research on controllable nuclear fusion, or the establishment of an extraterrestrial second ecosystem, or even biological cloning and gene editing.

With this month's exchange with those former Soviet scholars, the sense of crisis in Dumbledore's heart grew stronger.

Unconsciously, the non-magical world is no longer the ordinary Muggle world that wizards imagine. In some top research fields, Muggles have used a way of thinking called "science" to form a wonderful civilization no less than magic.

Just as Eileen said - the magical world may not have much time left...

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The storm at Hogwarts has only just begun to ripple.

No matter how anxious Dumbledore is, he still has to wait for time to gradually gather the storm clouds. At least in these short one or two months, this storm, which may sweep across the entire magical world, will not affect places too far away yet.

England, Dorset.

A Quidditch pitch near the Jurassic Coast.

The lavish lunch provided by the Goblin Queen of Gringotts comes at a price.

The players of the British National Quidditch team are mostly young people under the age of twenty-five.

They are still too young to know that all gifts from fate have already been marked with a price.

Before they could secretly rejoice in the power constantly surging within them, the fully powered Eileen knocked these players from various Quidditch professional teams back to the ground. Compared to the restraint during the previous scrimmage, the silver-white witch soaring in the sky could finally unleash her full strength without restraint.

The strength enhancement from "Bloody Bronia" can only ensure that players, when faced with Bludger attacks, can at least avoid being instantly beaten into a near-death state as before, as long as they can perform the correct block...

Of course, even if they enter a near-death state, it's not a big problem.

According to Eileen, Quidditch is the battlefield of wizards. If you have never experienced flying shoulder to shoulder with death, then even if your skills are superb, you are just lambs to be slaughtered when you encounter a true sky ace.

Fortunately, the hell flight has an end.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

As head coach Brandon Dunne's whistle sounded, the tense and fulfilling Quidditch training camp finally came to a temporary end. The players floated down from mid-air, their faces still bearing a trace of bewildered relief.

For these players, the past few hours felt like an unreal journey through hell.

Even the usually carefree, energetic Seeker Lexie, who boasted that he could fly around the pitch all day without feeling tired, was now filled with faint aches and a weariness that came from deep within his bones.

He had never been so eager to return to his bedroom and lie down to rest.

On the other side, the girls seemed to have just finished a spring outing.

Compared to these adult wizards who were undergoing high-intensity training for the first time, this afternoon's exercise was just an enhanced version of what Eileen and Hannah usually did for physical training at school. Although they were a little tired, they could still bear it with a bit of grit.

Not to mention, they had all eaten several times their usual amount of beef and "Bloody Bronia" at noon.

As for Luna Lovegood, she was in a different state from Eileen and Hannah.

Her extraordinary sixth sense and enviable self-regulation ability allowed Luna to perfectly absorb the magic contained in the beef and blood and transform it into her own power without much physical training.

Unless it was close-range, tight marking, it was difficult to hit the erratic Luna with long-range Bludger attacks.

Therefore, although she was a little out of breath, the three little witches were in much better condition than those useless men who looked like they had been fished out of the water, so much so that head coach Brandon Dunne began to suspect that his players had engaged in some exciting multi-person activities the night before the training match, which had caused their physical fitness to decline so much.

"Well, Coach Brandon, if there's nothing else, we'll go first?"

"Okay, see you tomorrow! Thank you for your hard work today, Miss Kaslana."

"It's nothing, it will be a little difficult at the beginning, but you will slowly adapt later. After all, I only have one month to participate in the training, and if I don't add some weight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see any obvious improvement."

"As long as we can win the championship, what does a little hardship matter? This is destined to bring about earth-shaking changes to Quidditch... Okay, you guys go back quickly, I just saw Mrs. Scamander at the entrance of the pitch, ready to take you home."

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