Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"who are you?"

Near the outskirts of Salzburg, seven or eight wizards clasped their wands together, and the sweat soaked their backs. Everyone's face was overwhelmed with confusion and heartfelt fear-beside them There are dozens of wizards of the Austrian Ministry of Magic lying on the ground.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is, is your name Rodris?"

"Why are you looking for Rodris ..."

A witch swallowed, and the wand shook slightly.

All of them received a warning from Pope Rozier, and after discovering that there was magic in Grindelwald suspected of convoking believers in Salzburg, they were temporarily transferred from the Austrian Ministry of Magic to support the wizard.

However, while they were still discussing whether to enter the city to rescue Rozier and others, or to wait for the arrival of the support of the international magic world, an old wizard suddenly appeared in front of them, with one enemy, effortless The wizards present were knocked down one by one.

Before that, they never believed that there actually existed people who could be beaten down one by one under the siege of more than thirty wizards. All the spells were blocked by the old man one by one. With the passage of time, a name that has disappeared for almost half a century has once again appeared in everyone's mind.

"Okay, wrong answer. I have already said that, he bullied my children."

Grindelwald looked closely at the wizard in front of him for a moment, then shook his head regretfully, and slowly raised his wand.

"Wait. I'm Rodris. I want to retaliate and make it clear, please don't use that kind of ridiculous excuse to humiliate ..."

The windbreaker was broken, and Rodris, who was still pale, came out of the crowd, watching the old man in front of him take a deep breath, and was about to say a few bold words.

"Everything is forgotten."

A white light flashed, and the wizard's eyes were blank, and his eyes lost focus and looked at the front.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and looked around the enemies of young wizards. The old man lowered his wand calmly.

"Before I leave, I want to tell you an experience from the seniors. Learn to compromise, and, do n’t always put yourself in a position of justice-the city behind you, come to you, those who are not too conscious. Say, it's a little too dangerous now. "

After talking, Grindelwald nodded gracefully towards the crowd like an old gentleman, put away his wand, and turned away unattendedly, just as he did when he came, without worrying about the spell coming from behind.

"Wait, what's wrong with you, Chief Rozil ?! What the **** do you want to do?"

Looking at the old man's back, a wizard woke up loudly.

Rozier?

Hearing this familiar surname, Grindelwald paused, and the corner of his mouth slightly bent.

"Relax, in my opinion, the little Rozier is a smart person, she will choose the safest path. As for what I want to do ..."

Grindelwald waved his hands behind his back and took a new step. "I'm protecting the future of this world, just like what I've been doing all my life-for the greater good."

"Wait, you really are ..."

Hearing the familiar declaration, the wizards in the back opened their eyes sharply and watched the figure of the old man disappear in front of him, his body loosened, and the expression of the rest of his life was revealed.

"Damn, why didn't anyone tell me before coming ... Need to fight against Grindelwald?"

"It really is him. He is still alive. He is at least a hundred years old now."

"I can't believe that we repelled Grindelwald head-on, hahaha."

"Oops, Millhouse was scared. Who will help me hold him."

...

At the same time, London, England.

British Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

A fierce dispute and discussion have been going on for a whole day.

"I emphasize again, this is a violation of the bottom line, a naked split!"

Douglas from the venture capital department of Gu Ling Ge knocked on the file on the desktop with his cane. The middle-aged goblin had a terrifying light in his eyes, and his face was full of grief.

The whole office is divided into three sides.

The side with the largest number of people is the current Minister of Magic Fudge, Umbridge, the Senior Deputy Minister of Magic, Batty Crouch, Director of the International Magic Cooperation Department, and Amelia Burns, Director of the Enforcement Department of Magic Law. Senior officials of the British Ministry of Magic.

On the other side are the fierce goblins of Gulinge Wizard Bank headed by Douglas and Leos.

And between the two, on the edge of the vortex of discussion, is a special adviser composed of Albus Dumbledore, Gesirda Machiban, and other members of Wisengama (the highest court of the wizarding world). group.

"Sorry, I still don't understand too much."

Connelly Fudge frowned, glanced at the pile of data and reports filled with dizziness in front of him, and gave up the idea of ​​analysing the information from the data, "As far as I know The investment behavior of the Gulingge Wizard Bank has always been an impartial neutral team. From your description, I do n’t feel any problems. "

"No problem? Stupid wizard, what do you want me to say several times before you understand! This is war!"

Douglas patted the table angrily, and long, pointed fingers poked the report on the table.

"That group of North American branch Goulege elves have announced that they will be separated from the old system of Goulege and carry out a separate financial settlement. According to the report, a large amount of funds from unknown sources are pouring into the Soviet market and want to short the ruble. The ruble-Kingalon-Pound Sterling system is already standing on the edge of a precarious cliff. "

"Simply put, the group of traitors now stands opposite to all of us. Once they succeed, this week, the Muggle rubles exchanged by your Ministry of Magic for the stored gold gallon may shrink by at least three More than two-hundredths of the value. Our Guling Pavilion, located in the Soviet Union, was hit by an unprecedented run-in impact. "

"Also, I add one sentence."

Elder Elder Leos, the elder Elder Gulingge, patted Douglas on the shoulder, throwing a stack of photos.

In the photo, several well-dressed wizards are shaking hands with some goblins, and seeing the wizard's face in the photo, Fudge and Crouch's eyes suddenly exchanged, this is ...

"As far as we know, the U.S. Magic Congress has teamed up with those traitors. If everyone in the room does not respond, after eating the resources of the entire Soviet magic world and the Soviet non-magic world, the next turn We are. "

Leos looked around the wizards present here, "Gentlemen, this is not a war limited to European and American fairies. If you stand by and stand by, you end up with the traitors. Puppet. Then, when they target the European magic world, they lose the support of the native Gu Ling Pavilion, and it will be a one-sided slaughter. "

"It makes sense. But, I think you think it's a bit exaggerated. Mr. Dumbledore, what do you think?"

Connelly Fudge opened his mouth, thought about turning his head, and looked towards the white-haired old man who had never spoken.

With Fudge's actions, everyone on the scene turned his attention to Dumbledore, waiting for the old man to make a final decision.

"I don't think there is much controversy on this issue, war is always our best to avoid ..."

Dumbledore folded his fingers together slenderly, put them gently on the wooden table, and said calmly and solemnly.

boom!

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly opened with a curse.

"Everyone, we are in big trouble, an important first-level event!"

A middle-aged sorcerer who looked fierce and vigorously put away his wand and strode into the office.

He looked alive like an old lion. His dark brown hair and thick eyebrows were covered with a ray of gray. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses was a pair of sharp eyes, which immediately made him feel a keen, tough guy.

"Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour! I remember I said before that this is an extremely important meeting, which is about a war that may break out! Therefore, as long as it is not the end of the world, do n’t disturb us! We do n’t have time now Handle the small things that individual black wizards do harm. "

Cornelius Fudge glanced at the door of the office that was forcibly exploded by the curse, frowned heavily, and turned his head to look at Amelia Burns (currently the Enforcement Department of Magic Law) Director), "Bones, your management style may need to be strengthened."

The wizard who broke into the office was named Rufus Scrimgeour. He was the director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic under the [Magic Law Enforcement Department]. He was an upright but extremely tough senior Auror.

"Mr. Rufus, this is not the right time to discuss Auror's work. Please go out." Amelia Burns said coldly. "Our discussion will determine whether a goblin war will break out. War , At the touch of a button. "

"Sorry ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I just chose what I think is the most correct way at the moment. If no action is taken, the war in the wizarding world may first break out."

Rufus Scrimgeour looked at Connelly Fudge and Amelia Burns without timidity, nodded respectfully, and then quickly turned his head to look at Albus Dumble in the middle of the crowd Lido, the tone is particularly solemn.

"The Austrian Ministry of Magic sent a message of help and Gellert Grindelwald escaped. Not only that, his iconic war magic of convening the saints appeared in the Muggle city, and at the same time the whole Salz was blocked with magic. Fort-According to current statistics, including Ms. Pope Rozier, director of the Austrian Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, a total of more than 70 wizards have lost contact. "

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