"Albus? Caesar? James?!"

Albus was extremely joyful to see his best friend who was once dead back alive. "Taylor! We have so much to catch up on. There's a mystery at Hogwarts and you have to help us. We need you to-"

"No. Taylor, you know what you're here for," James interjected.

"I do," he nodded. "I have some news to tell. I have seen the future." Taylor's face was grim.

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In the future.......

"Well done, my servant," remarked Malfoy. The Ministry of Magic was in flames, and smoke from burning documents were spreading until the buildings were no longer visible.  A crisp, clear scent of the night sky was no longer present, as the smoke replaced the air. Malfoy coughed. 

Greyback smirked. In the distance, faint screams could be heard. The building was no more than a huge pile of ash. 

"We will no longer live in fear of being evil. We will control this world and the others. We will be unstoppable. Next stop, Hogwarts."

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"Taylor! We need to do something!" Albus exclaimed.

"No. There's nothing we can do." An explosion could be heard in the distance. Albus could see smoke rising. It was too late. The Death Killers had already started.