Devon, near the village of Ottery-St Ketchpole, the town of Quibur.

Compared with the usual bustle of the scene, this wizarding colony that surrounds the House of Lovegood, or the expansion of the headquarters of "Singing and Singing", is extremely rare today.

With the exception of a few personnel stationed in the vicinity to maintain basic protection, the vast majority of the personnel had jumped with the Hyperion to the outskirts of Moscow, thousands of kilometers away, a few hours earlier, ready to carry out their respective missions.

In the office of the editor-in-chief of "Singing and Singing", Xenophilius Lovegood is seriously concerned about the movements of the movement not far away, thousands of miles away, as a member of the [SCP Foundation] O5 Council, the plan for the release of [Special Containment-017] at the Russian branch of Gringotts Wizarding Bank was jointly developed by him and Elena.

"With [Special Containment-017], as long as we can complete the evacuation as soon as possible after the lockdown is completed, the success rate of this plan can be said to be almost 100%, and for a long time, the International Federation of Wizards and the United States will not have time to pay attention to us. ”

The quill in Xenophilius' hand shook for a moment, and he said confidently.

"That's right, the long-lost Dark Lord has reappeared in the wizarding world, intent on destroying the peace—"

Leos, the old goblin who served as the Foundation's chief advisor, chuckled and grinned.

"This is very shocking news for the Ministries of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards, and everyone knows what to do - those traitors in the Americas are too immature, just a bunch of salesmen who have never seen blood......"

Slandering each other for colluding with the dark forces can be said to be the most common way to attack each other.

Since the Gringotts Wizarding Bank has chosen to take the lead in launching a public opinion offensive, it is natural that it will not be defenseless against the counterattack of the American elves.

In fact, the reason why the Gringotts Wizarding Bank took the first step was to completely muddy the waters and plunge the situation into a meaningless dog-eat-dog war of words - so that it would be difficult for the American elves, who had lost their first mover advantage, to use this trick to redeem Gringotts.

Naturally, the American elves were also aware of Gringotts' plans for the Wizarding Bank.

But unless they're willing to give up all their business in Europe, they'll have to fight back on Gringotts' Wizarding Bank's claims, even if it looks like they're throwing dirt on each other.

In the wizarding world, it is not illegal to provide financial services to dark wizards.

Neither the Gringotts Wizarding Bank nor the newly formed "Magic Fed" theoretically have any reason or position to refuse to provide financial services to wizards.

For the International Federation of Wizards and the Ministry of Magic, they don't care whether the two goblins identify each other's collusion with the Dark Devil forces Gellert Grindelwald or Voldemort.

It's just a bunch of greedy goblins vying for the bite of the Golden Galleons, and it's essentially no different from some gossip - fake news, the next one.

It is impossible for the magical government to be frightened by a vague rumor all day long.

Unless...... A certain Dark Lord swaggered out on the streets of the wizarding world, as if he were wandering in his own garden, blatantly sowing panic and chaos in the wizarding world.

............

Diagon Alley, London, United Kingdom.

In the cobbled winding streets, the young demon king patrols his territory and acts as a tourist guide for his future elementary school girl.

"Oh, Irina, you need to start changing habits now......"

Elena shook her fingers and smiled incomprehensibly.

"Times have changed, and in the wizarding world, there will only be fewer and fewer occasions when you need to use cash - when you enter the school and complete the sorting ceremony, you will get your own MID, which is the magic identification number, at least in Diagon Alley MID payment is much easier than gold gallons......"

They had just emerged from the fireplace of the Gringotts Wizarding Bank, standing bare hands on the sunny street outside Gringotts, ready to follow the enrollment list to procure school supplies in turn.

And not far from them, there stood a middle-aged goblin with a capable spirit.

Just a few minutes ago, the "fairy salesman" named Douglas had opened a personal bank account for Irina Ivanovich, and helped her deposit all the pounds and gold galleons that she had brought with her to buy school supplies.

As a "special perk" for opening an account for the first time, the kind Mr. Douglas will accompany them to buy supplies in Diagon Alley for the next half day.

It is obviously more important to make sure that Her Majesty does not get lost than to hold a press conference......

"But, Erin...... Sister Kaslana, I mean Professor Kaslana, if there is a store that only accepts gold Galleons, wouldn't it be ...... if you didn't have some cash on you?"

Irina Ivanovich looked at the girl next to her, who was as tall as her, and after changing several titles back and forth with a little hesitation, she asked softly with some hesitation.

Aside from her father, Irina didn't have much contact with other wizards.

Most of the knowledge about the wizarding world comes from the descriptions of grandfathers and fathers.

Ever since she had mustered up the courage to make her way through the Floo Network to the steel chamber known as the Hyperion-Reactor Seven, everything in the wizarding world seemed strange.

"Elena, just call me Elena......"

Glancing at Irina Ivanovich, who was a little nervous, Elena smiled and raised her hand to gently pat the girl's head, and said with a look of satisfaction.

"I'm not a little older than you, to be exact...... Besides, I'm not an official professor, I'm just an assistant professor in Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts. ”

"As for the refusal to use MID Quick Payment......"

Elena paused slightly, a look of inscrutable terror flashing in her eyes.

"Believe me, most of the shops that lack market acumen have been forced to close down or move to other places to open stores due to poor management half a year ago. ”

"Hey, it's completely different from what is written in this book, and Dad will be surprised if he knows!"

Irina looked around at the shops around her and nodded her head in understanding.

"Is it possible for an underage wizard to be a professor at Hogwarts?"

"Of course, as long as you're good enough. ”

Elena smiled and nodded, glanced at Irina, and said meaningfully.

"Whether it's a prefect, a student council president, or a subject representative of each subject, or even an adjunct professor or substitute professor, these are all possible at Hogwarts......"

Perhaps because of malnutrition since childhood, Irina is even thinner than Elena, who has just entered school, and her shriveled body is not enough to see even if she is stuffed with a reserve of food.

It's just that Elena will not be deceived by Irina's expression at this time.

With the exception of Luna Lovegood, who was naturally confused and optimistic, Elena never imagined that a little witch of her age would behave so calmly aboard the Hyperion.

Even if the little witch from Russia didn't see the full picture of the Hyperion, Irina Ivanovich showed far more composure than any child Elena had ever seen when faced with an unfamiliar environment.

And in a similar situation, at this year's Hogwarts, Irina is not the only one.

After bringing together some of the best wizards and scholars in the wizarding and scientific worlds today, and recalling some outstanding graduates on a small scale, there is no shortage of geniuses in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and talent is not the most important factor here......

Talent alone isn't worth the risk of being accepted to Hogwarts.

There are not many young wizards with magical abilities in this world, but there are only a few children who are eager to explore their own potential, have a strong will, and have a clear purpose.

Hogwarts, or the wizarding world in England, was too precarious.

If you want to revitalize the wizarding world, you need to constantly add catfish to the water, and Irina Ivanovich is undoubtedly the cutest little catfish.

"If there are any problems, we can discuss them slowly, don't rush. As for now, I'll take a look...... Wands, books, instruments, wizard's robes...... There's a lot to buy today. ”

Elena glanced at the reserve on Irina's chest with satisfaction and smiled slightly.

"Let's go, let's go buy you a uniform first......"

............

And at the same time, a magical street in the center of Russia.

Rumble!

The air was filled with dust.

Green and red light flew through the air of the street, and the asphalt stone street had just been subjected to a terrible attack, and countless wizards screamed and shoved outward.

With a deft flick of his wand, Gilderoy Lockhart sent the half-shattered wooden door to float, blocking the oncoming beam of enchantments, and the crimson enchantment slammed into the broken wooden door, blasting it into four or five pieces of varying sizes.

Not far away, four or five fairy guards lay unconscious in the ruins.

On the street more than ten meters away from Lockhart, dozens of wizards hidden behind hoods and masks laughed wildly, waving their wands loudly, and dark purple demonic flames continued to streak through the air, crashing into the surrounding streets, street lamps, and shop doors.

"Who the hell are you! Stop! I won't allow ......"

Gilderoy Lockhart waved his wand in rage, and a dark blue light flew out of his wand and struck the "evil wizards", forcing them to defend.

However, even so, the weak Lockhart continued to retreat.

"Fear, tremble, the great Dark Lord has returned!"

Noticing that Lockhart's magic power began to wane, the laughter of the black-robed men grew more and more triumphant and sharp, and they slowly began to approach like cats and mice.

A green cloud of smoke flew quickly towards the sky.

Then, in a matter of seconds, it enveloped a small half of the block—it was a huge skull, and a large python emerged from the skull's mouth like a tongue.

Behind them, a cloud of black smoke gradually coalesced into a human form.

Accompanied by the voice of the black-robed man, a pale face first appeared in mid-air.

It was a hideous and terrifying face that most wizards had never seen before, whiter than a skeleton, red eyes glowing, two long nostrils like snakes underneath, the only strange thing was that there seemed to be a hint of confusion on this face.

A cold, shrill voice said in the smoke and dust.

"Who is it summoning the great Dark Lord-"

At this moment, among the crowd that had been fleeing, pushing, and screaming in a hurry, some people suddenly stopped and turned slightly sideways to face the demon shadow that was making a sound.

The wand was drawn from all sides, from under the cloak, from the sleeve, from the newspaper, from the belt...... Each wand was pointed at the dark shadow in mid-air.

"Powerful blast!" dozens of voices shouted at the same time.

Boom Boom –

The blinding flash of the explosion enveloped almost the entire neighborhood.

As if a strong wind swept by, countless scorching red lights shot out from the wizards' wands, staggering, colliding, and bursting into deafening sound in midair.

"Damn, it's the Aurors of the Russian Ministry of Magic!"

In the midst of a deafening roar, a black-robed man with a loud voice scolded and shouted loudly, and immediately after, a series of popping air explosions sounded in the air.

Seconds later, more than thirty wizards descended from the sky and appeared on the block.

"Stop them!" an angry voice shouted, "Stop them! Don't let these damn bastards get away! I'm going to get them all up and feed them all to the Dementors!"

It's just that as the dust clears......

In the ruins of the empty and dilapidated streets, there was not a single black-robed man.

All that was left was an ugly black gemstone ring, and not far above the ring, a grim wizard who was constantly twisting, gradually returning to human form, and his face distorted.

In his long, lanky fingers, like a few withered branches, a trembling wand showed the fury in the heart of the most terrifying Dark Lord in the wizarding world to date.

"Voldemort — or ...... Tom Riddle?"

Among the wizards who arrived later, "Newt Scamander" stepped out of the crowd and looked at the young junior floating in mid-air, a hint of inconspicuous contempt flashing in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be really making trouble, it seems that the goblins are not all lying......"

Is this called a Horcrux...... What a pathetic guy......

Voldemort's snake-like red pupils contracted violently, ignoring the ministers of magic around him, and slowly turned his head, looking at the old wizard not far away who dared to call him by that name.

No one had ever dared to tease the great Voldemort like this—except Dumbledore.

The next moment, before everyone could come to their senses, the "Phantom of Voldemort" suddenly raised his arm without warning and nodded towards "Newt Scamander".

A green light shot out of Voldemort's wand.

"Avada suo!"

"Really...... ...... without any new ideas or creativity"

Newt Scamander couldn't help but yawn, looking at the oncoming green light with a calm expression, not even moving his fingers, as if he didn't intend to draw his wand for protection at all.

In the next second, a huge figure appeared in front of him, blocking the spell just right.

"Wang!?"

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

A terrifying beast with a dark blue flame appeared on the street, three hideous heads swaying from side to side, looking condescendingly at the black "little dot" in front of them.

Whew-

The six eyes of the three-headed dog of hell rolled, and gently spewed out a few swirling snorts of flames, breaking the eerie silence.

"I'll leave it to you, Louwe. ”

"Newt Scamander" didn't appreciate the ugliness of the panicked Ministry of Magic officials around him, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly.

"Don't let this guy run—"

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