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"Smaug is miserable."

Tang Sen looked at the giant dragon controlled by countless killing curses one after another, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

To be honest, although he expected that Grindelwald would come up with a way to deal with Smaug, he never thought that the way would be so simple and rude.

Let other wizards learn the Killing Curse, replace quality with quantity, and use the fact that Smaug will be slightly affected by the Killing Curse to form a continuous chain of control.

And he was able to hold back the wizards from Europe with his hands free. With the blessing of the Elder Wand, even though there were a large number of wizards in Europe, they couldn't extinguish the monstrous blue Fiercefire for the time being.

The situation was somewhat stalemate, but Townsend knew that Grindelwald's preparations were more than that.

He raised his hand and let the crystal pendant on his wrist hang down.

"Tom Riddle is nearby."

"Tom Riddle is nearby."

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After reciting this silently seven times, Tang Sen opened his eyes and saw that the pendant was spinning rapidly and clockwise.

This meant that Voldemort was not only nearby, but a great threat to himself.

Townsend has no doubt that if he shows up, he will immediately receive a fatal blow from Voldemort - this Dark Lord is unique in his ability to study black magic. In two years, the other party may not be able to research a paper figure that can restrain him. Magic of stand-ins and flame jumping abilities.

Therefore, Tang Sen didn't plan to show up at all.

Let's leave things like fighting to those who are good at it. Although my strength has improved a lot in this world, there is still a big gap from the top combat power.

He used his hallucination ability to hide his figure in the crowd, and then snapped his fingers, a figure appeared above the dragon's head.

Double-breasted black coat, bowler hat, gold cane.

Everyone can see clearly what this person looks like.

"coming!"

Grindelwald's heart skipped a beat.

But the wizards below showed doubts.

Isn't the dragon a magician?Why is there a new magician?

Grindelwald has never spread the news that a fortuneteller is a magician. He is not so stupid. Publicity of such things will not hurt the reputation of the magician at all, but will make the opponent's reputation even greater. The entire magic world has been suppressed by force. If people find out that this person can accurately predict the future, then the situation may become one-sided.

It's better to wait until he kills the other party, and then reveal the news. At that time, the story depends on himself.

Thinking of this, Grindelwald shouted without hesitation: "Don't stop attacking!"

His task is to stabilize the dragon, and the magician naturally has other people to deal with.

Facts did not disappoint him, a black chain suddenly extended from a dead corner behind the dragon, and directly penetrated the body of the magician standing on top of the dragon, and at this moment, a black mist flew It came out, and shot directly at the magician along with the green killing curse.

This is a spell carefully studied by Voldemort, which can completely block any transfer of space. He can be sure that this spell can completely restrain the damned abilities of magicians.

But his plan fell through.

Although the conditioned reflex released a killing spell, but when the chain penetrated the magician's body, he realized that he had missed it.

"That's not an entity!"

Rich experience allowed Voldemort to immediately recognize that what was in front of him was just some kind of phantom magic.

"Being tricked!"

Voldemort was furious almost instantly, and the attack he had planned for so long was actually ineffective because he was too impulsive.

Grindelwald also noticed this, he just felt that some speechless Dumbledore's students were really not as good as one class, this Voldemort was not good at other aspects except the level of black magic, especially the brain.
But it was useless to regret at this time. Grindelwald realized that the magician was obviously unwilling to appear in front of the two and give them a chance to assassinate him.

"Let's start the backup plan directly."

Grindelwald is unwilling to waste time looking for magicians in the crowd. European wizards have begun to unite. Under the leadership of a powerful wizard, they are trying to use the magic spell to extinguish his Fiendfire. I am afraid that he will also delay. It won't be long.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to come out, I can always force you out."

Grindelwald took a deep breath.

In the last battle, in addition to obtaining that the dragon will be temporarily controlled by the death curse, he also obtained a key piece of information.

Although the wound on the dragon's chest was not covered by dragon scales, there was no vital point where the heart should have been.

It was because of this that he and Dumbledore were caught off guard.

But after thinking about it, it doesn't matter even if it doesn't have a heart. The dragon's body is not covered by dragon scales, so it must not have such a strong resistance. In other words, through this wound, the dragon can be really hurt.

"Voldemort!"

Grindelwald yelled at Voldemort, who was still venting his anger on the illusion, "Stop dwelling on that illusion!"

"You still have business to do!"

"Shut up!" Voldemort roared in turn, turning into a cloud of black mist and heading towards the dragon's chest.

At this time, the dragon's self-healing ability had already healed the wound on his chest, but without the stop of the dragon scale, it was obvious that there was no way to be immune to the attack of a top wizard like Voldemort. After a few curses, the wound was torn open again.

"Damn dragon, I will tear your flesh and blood, smash your brains, and get out of your eyes!"

Voldemort snarled and plunged into the wound.

Then, an abrupt screaming sound that almost tore the eardrum came from the wound.

Accompanied by the figure, there was also a scream that was almost covered up. Almost at the moment of entering, the black mist came out again, and ran towards the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Anyone can see that the volume of this cloud of black mist has suddenly decreased by nearly one-third.

Before Grindelwald could react to what happened, he suddenly saw a larger and darker black mist emanating from the dragon's wound. No, it was not black mist, but it was composed of flames and lines that seemed to be real. The strange creature, because the wound was not big, her body was pulled into a long comet shape, chasing towards the opponent at a speed not weaker than Voldemort.

"Damn it! It's a trap!"

Grindelwald felt his hands and feet suddenly become cold.

"The damned fortune teller actually planted a trap in the dragon's wound! He actually foresaw this scene!"

The pure dark magic power exuded by that strange creature Grindelwald will never admit it wrong, it is silence.

He is a person who has seen Moran with his own eyes, and he knows what kind of destructive power Moran has. He once placed high hopes on Moran, hoping to kill Dumbledore through Moran's power.

Although it turns out that Dumbledore is far stronger than Silence, but——

The thing in front of Grindelwald looked at the silent body that was tens of meters long, but still squeezed out of the dragon's wound.

Is this thing really silent?How can there be such a big silence in the world?
Back then, the unique Mo Ran had accumulated such strength because the other party miraculously survived the age of 20!
The one in front of me. Could it be that its host lived to be a hundred years old?

(End of this chapter)