Ghostie blinked and climbed towards me. He sat by my side, looking at me warily. He lifted his hand to poke me softly, as if asking me what happened.

“Everyone thought it was a natural disaster, but Professor Yin Yue told me today that it was…” I turned to look at Ghostie. His amber eyes were shimmering with curiosity under the moonlight. “A weapon…”

Ghostie’s pupils grew wide. His mind seemed to have blanked and he was stunned, looking like a wooden chicken.

“Hagrid Jones wanted to use death to stimulate human evolution. In the cruel race of ‘survival of the fittest’, he left humanity two outcomes: Die, or... evolve into metahumans.”

Ghostie’s chest started heaving. He clenched his claws with anger,...