"What the hell are you ...... Who is it?"

On the outskirts of Salzburg, seven or eight wizards gathered together with their wands clenched, sweat soaking their backs, each with a look of bewilderment and visceral trepidation on their faces—dozens of wizards from the Austrian Ministry of Magic were already lying around them.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters, is your name Rodris?"

"Why are you looking for Rodris ......"

A wizard swallowed, his wand trembling slightly.

They were all wizards who had been temporarily transferred from the Austrian Ministry of Magic to support after receiving an early warning from Poppe Rozier and discovering that there was a suspicion that Grindelwald had summoned believers in Salzburg.

However, just as they were still discussing whether to go into the city to rescue Rozier and the others, or wait for the support from the international magical community to arrive, an old wizard suddenly appeared in front of them and defeated them one by one with a crowd of powerful wizards present.

Before that, they had never believed that there really existed that people could knock everyone down one by one without hurry under the siege of more than thirty wizards, and all the spells were blocked by the old man one by one, and as time passed, a name that had disappeared for nearly half a century resurfaced in everyone's hearts.

"Well, the answer is wrong. The reason I have already said, he bullied my child. ”

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

"Wait. I'm Rodris, and if you want revenge, please don't humiliate ...... with that ridiculous excuse."

Rodrisi, whose trench coat was torn and his face was still a little pale, walked out of the crowd, looked at the old man in front of him and took a deep breath, and was about to say a few hard words to strengthen his courage.

"Forget about it. ”

A flash of white light flashed, and the wizard's eyes were dazed, and his eyes looked ahead unfocused.

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow and looked around at the young wizards who looked like they were facing a great enemy, and the old man lowered his wand with a calm expression.

"Before leaving, I would like to share with you an experience from the elderly. Learn to compromise, and don't always put yourself in the position of justice - the city in the back is a little too dangerous for you children who are not too sober-minded. ”

With that, Grindelwald nodded gracefully to them like an old gentleman, put away his wand, and turned away as if no one was around, as he had been when he came, without the slightest fear of a spell coming from behind.

"Wait, what did you do with Director Rozier?!What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Looking at the old man's back, a male witch couldn't help but shout loudly.

Rozier?

Hearing this familiar surname, Grindelwald paused, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Rest assured, it seems to me that little Lady Rozier is a wise man, and she will choose the safest path. As for what I want to do......"

Grindelwald waved his hand behind his back and took a new step, "I'm protecting the future of this world as I've been doing all my life – for the greater good." ”

"Wait, you're ......"

Hearing that familiar declaration, the eyes of the wizards behind widened suddenly, and they watched as the figure of the old man disappeared in front of them, and their bodies loosened, revealing an expression of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

"Hell, why didn't anyone tell me before I came...... Need to fight Grindelwald?"

"Sure enough, it's him, he's still alive, and he's at least a hundred years old now. ”

"I can't believe it, we repelled Grindelwald head-on, ahahaha. ”

"Oh no, Milhouse is scared and confused, who's going to hold him down for me. ”

......

At the same time, London, England.

British Ministry of Magic, Minister's Office.

A heated argument and discussion has been going on for a whole day.

"I emphasize once again, this is an act that violates the bottom line, a naked split!"

Douglas, from Gringotts' venture capital department, tapped the papers on the table with his cane, and the middle-aged goblin had a terrifying glint in his eyes and a hideous face written on his face.

The whole office is clearly divided into three sides.

On the side with the largest number of people are the current Minister of Magic, Fudge, the senior undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge, the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Amelia Bones, and a number of other senior officials of the British Ministry of Magic.

On the other side are the goblins of the menacing Gringotts wizarding bank led by Douglas and Leos.

In between, on the edge of the discussion, is a group of special advisors to members of the Wizengamot (the highest court of wizarding worlds), such as Albus Dumbledore and Geselda Marchban.

"I'm sorry, I still don't get too clear. ”

Cornelius Fudge furrowed his eyebrows, looked at the pile of dizzying documents filled with various data and reports in front of him, and gave up the idea of sorting out the clue from the information, "As far as I know, Gringotts Wizarding Bank's investment behavior has always been impartial and neutral, and from your description of me, I don't feel any problems. ”

"Nothing is wrong, stupid wizard, how many times do you have to say it to understand! This is war!"

Douglas slapped the table angrily, and his long, pointed fingers poked at the report on the table.

"The Gringotts elves of the North American branch have announced that they will break away from the original Gringotts system and conduct separate financial settlements. According to the report, a large amount of money from unknown sources is pouring into the Soviet market in order to short the ruble. The entire ruble-gold-pound system is already standing on the precipice of the precarious. ”

"To put it simply, those traitors are now on the opposite side of us all. If they succeed, the Muggle rubles that your Ministry of Magic has exchanged for stored gold gallons will probably lose at least two-thirds of its value over the course of the week. And our Gringotts branch in the Soviet Union was hit by an unprecedented run. ”

"In addition, I would add. ”

Leos, the aging Gringotts elven elf, patted Douglas on the shoulder and threw out a stack of photos.

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

"As far as we know, the Magical Congress of America has joined forces with those traitors. If all of you here don't respond and eat up the resources of the entire Soviet magical and non-magical world, it will be our turn next. ”

Leos looked around at the wizards present, "Gentlemen, this is not a war between European goblins and American goblins only. If you stand by and watch, we end up being puppets of traitors. Then, when they target the European wizarding community, without the support of their native Gringotts, it will be a one-sided slaughter. ”

"It makes a lot of sense. However, I don't think you're overexaggerating. What do you think, Mr. Dumbledore?"

Cornelius Fudge opened his mouth, thought for a moment and turned his head to look at the white-haired old man who had not spoken.

With Fudge's movements, everyone present turned their eyes to Dumbledore, waiting for the old man to make his final choice.

"I don't think there's much controversy about this, war is always something we try to avoid ......"

Dumbledore put his fingers together slender and placed them gently on the wooden table, speaking calmly and solemnly.

Bang!

At that moment, the door to the office was suddenly opened with a spell.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're in big trouble, an important first-class incident!"

A middle-aged wizard who looked vigorous put away his wand and strode into the office.

He looked like an old lion, his brown hair and thick eyebrows interspersed with gray wisps, and behind his gold-rimmed glasses were a pair of sharp eyes, which immediately gave the impression that he was a sharp, tough fellow.

"Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour! I remember saying before that this is an extremely important meeting, and a war that may break out! Therefore, as long as it is not the end of the world, don't bother us! We don't have time to deal with the little things that a few dark wizards are doing to people. ”

Cornelius Fudge glanced at the door of the office that had been forcibly blown open by the spell, frowned heavily, and turned his head to look at Amelia Bones (currently the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement), who also had a somewhat unpleasant face, "Bones, your management may need to be strengthened. ”

The wizard who broke into the office was named Rufus Scrimgeur, the head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic under the [Department of Magical Law Enforcement], a senior Auror with integrity but extra toughness.

"Mr. Rufus, now is not the right time to discuss the work of the Aurors, please get out. Amelia Bones said with a cold expression, "Our discussion will determine whether a fairy war will break out. War is on the verge of breaking out. ”

"I'm sorry, I just chose what I thought was the right way to do it right at the moment. Because if we don't take action, the war in the wizarding world may break out first. ”

Rufus Scrimgeour glanced at Cornelius Fudge and Amelia Bones without fear, nodded respectfully, and then quickly turned his head to look at Albus Dumbledore, who was in the center of the crowd, and his tone was extremely solemn.

"The Austrian Ministry of Magic has sent a message asking for help, and Gellert Grindelwald has escaped from prison. Not only that, but his signature war magic to summon saints appeared in Muggle cities, and he also used magic to lock off the whole of Salzburg - according to current statistics, more than 70 wizards, including Ms. Pope Rozier, the head of Austria's [Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters], have lost contact. ”

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Goo ~ Chapter 1 ~

It's also a small chapter~

Old Radish hold on, be strong, and the wizarding world will count on you to deal with His Highness the Demon King.