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Speaking of which, Dewey Jones gave Ms. Burnsch a radiant glow.

I have to say that Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart's few little magic effects are very good.

Ms. Bernsch was indeed in good spirits.

She seemed refreshed, looked at her face in the mirror, and Ms. Bernsch nodded to herself in the mirror.

Duvi Jones led her out.

Ms. Burns saw the chilling Ministry of Magic, saw a large number of strikers and operators, and escorted some other officials of the Ministry of Magic to the basement.

"Is everyone caught?"

asked Miss Burns.

"Not everyone, Minister. To be precise, we have only scratched the surface. The Ministry of Magic is more troublesome than we thought. I have called the next meeting of the Wizengamot in my name. , which will be a week-long trial.

In the meantime, no matter what Voldemort wants to do, we must stop him. When I went to save people, I heard that he was going to find Grindelwald.

No matter what he went to Grindelwald for, we can't let him succeed. "

"hope so."

Ms. Burns said that she was also worried. Nurmengard was guarded by the Magical Congress of America and several European ministries of magic.

There are not many wizards in the several Ministry of Magic in Europe.

Although the English Ministry of Magic seems to be in decline, with two or three big cats and kittens, it is still an internationally famous Ministry of Magic. Except for the American Magic Congress and the Ministry of Magic of several other major countries, there are only a few wizards in other countries. .

In some ancient African Ministry of Magic, there may be only a dozen wizards with the ability to act.

They also have their own things to do.

Wizards have their own affairs to do, and if they are required to guard Nurmengard, these wizards cannot even guarantee their role as a facade.

So the person in charge of all this is actually the Magical Congress of America. Although some old wizards in England still look down on the Magical Congress of America, it does not affect the growth of the Magical Congress of America over the years.

With a kind of lightning speed.

So this time, the person who really counts his words is the representative of the Magical Congress of America, a fat man wearing a coat and chewing chocolate in his mouth.

Hearing what the English Ministry of Magic said opposite, the fat wizard seemed a little absent-minded.

He has his own ideas.

Even the Magic Congress of America, they have to admit internally that Grindelwald did not leave the castle where he was imprisoned, largely because his heart was ashamed and his ideals were disillusioned.

It's not that he can't leave.

For a wizard like him.

When he's downhearted, his wand has no power.

Whether he can match Voldemort in his heyday in his heyday is an unknown.But now, everyone at the meeting knew that if Voldemort really came to Nurmengard, Grindelwald would undoubtedly fail.

...

A wizard who doesn't even have the mentality to raise his wand, how can he fight against the strongest Dark Lord now.

He can only die like this.

death.

Thinking of this, Fatty felt that this might not be a good idea. The manpower and material resources approved for Nurmengard every year are all because of Grindelwald.

If Grindelwald died like this...

The representatives of the Magical Congress of America had an inexplicable expression on their faces.

This is a good thing.

He looked relieved.

After thinking about the pros and cons of this matter, the Magical Congress of America quickly realized that if this situation really develops, it will not be the Magical Congress of America that will be attacked first.

Left and right, this is the situation facing the English Ministry of Magic.

After weighing the pros and cons, the fat wizard quickly made a decision.

"We will tell our superiors about this matter, but one problem is that we need time."

The Magic Council said.

Look like we're going to try.

But everyone present could see that what he meant was obvious, and I didn't want to deal with these matters.

Take care of it yourself.

Dewey Jones impolitely puffed up his pipe.

Without much serious thinking, he understood the other party's consideration.

Use Voldemort's hand to kill the previous Dark Lord who was heavily guarded. Anyway, this new Lord seems to be only interested in England at present.

Unlike Grindelwald, although Voldemort made a lot of noise, his noise was only limited to England, and the slogan he put forward was pure-blood wizards, and the Magic Society of America has a pure-blood wizard with a hammer, The rest of the world might worry about it, but the Magic Council is probably the last Ministry of Magic to look like the English Ministry of Magic, and they've only been established for a short time.

This group of wizards is not so hostile and discriminatory towards Muggles.

In general, the Magical Congress of America is still young.

Ms. Burns also saw the meaning of the Magic Congress.

She felt her heart go cold.

She still wants to struggle, but unfortunately, the other party will not change her mind because of her words.

Profit is your best friend.

The chocolate fat man continued to eat two pieces of chocolate, his language was as smooth and sweet as milk chocolate.

But no matter what he said, he was shirking responsibility.

After the meeting, Ms. Bernsch sat on the sofa, exhausted.

She also understood the other party's meaning and plan.

"These idiots."

Ms. Bernsch gave a rare swearing.

Duvi Jones stood behind her, continued smoking his pipe and said, "I'm going to Nurmengard."

Ms. Burns looked at him in surprise.

"Sorry, but what did you say?"

She repeated again, it wasn't that she didn't hear what "Scruncher" said clearly, it was because she heard what Scrimgeour said that she subconsciously asked back.

What are you doing in Nurmengard?
"I said, I'm going to Nurmengard, and no matter what happens, I can't get Voldemort what he wants."

Duvi Jones said clearly.

"Voldemort is a very purposeful person, he will not do those useless things, so..."

Duvi Jones exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "The two generations of Dark Lords must never be brought together."

"Maybe we can negotiate again," Ms. Burns said, but halfway through the talk, she also felt that her words were ridiculous, and she said, "You can call someone else, the Ministry of Magic can't do without you."

"No, no, no, the Ministry cannot live without you, Minister."

Duvi Jones said, "That's what I'm supposed to do, Minister, Law Enforcement Division."

He rubbed his forehead and said, "Without further delay, I may have to start now, but no matter what happens, Minister, the Wizengamot Trial cannot be stopped.

Can only speed up. "

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