Sitting on the sofa in the living room of the room, looking at the expressionless Missandei, William was quite helpless.

This witch is so desperate that the minister told her not to leave an inch, but she really couldn't leave an inch, and she couldn't be accommodating at all.

When you sleep at night, do you have to stare here?

William gave Hermione a look, and Hermione immediately understood:

"Missandei, don't you have to go and talk to your minister, such a big thing?"

"I have sent a letter to Mr. Minister, telling him that you are going to Newmondard." Missandei said calmly.

"I'm here and don't need to leave."

"What did you send the letter with?" Hermione looked around suspiciously. "Owls?"

After the three of them left the hall, they went to William's room, and never left, and Hermione didn't see the owl at all.

"It's not an owl, I asked them to deliver the letter."

Missandei raised her arm, and her wide black sleeves were unfurled.

William looked curiously into the black sleeve, and what caught his eye was first an unusually white arm, like an agar jade.

Look in again......

Hermione suddenly held out two fingers, dangled them in front of William's eyes, poked them menacingly, and glared at him again.

William hurriedly withdrew his gaze to prevent being tactically poked.

But there's one thing to say...... True white.

Missandei didn't seem to realize anything was wrong, and Hermione stood up and pulled her towards the couch on the other side.

Hermione was close to Missandei's ear, muttering there, teaching her some basic movements.

Missandei, who had always been expressionless, seemed to be a three-nothing girl, and her face finally rippled, and a faint flush appeared.

From time to time, Hermione pointed at William, and from time to time she came up with strange words like "pervert" and "pervert".

Hey, who is Hermione talking about?

William thought about it, and couldn't tear his sister.

After a moment, he suddenly narrowed his dark green pupils and looked straight ahead.

It was a very small flying bird:

It is only the size of a thumb, with a round body, an elongated mouth, and ruby eyes.

Its wings are vibrating rapidly? It was so fast that there was an afterimage.

William looked at it for a while, quietly like a wood carving, I don't know how long it was? Suddenly, without warning, he stretched out his right hand.

He jerked forward? Will that Golden Flying Hero? It was grasped delicately in the palm of the hand.

The Golden Flyer is a magical creature of great speed that can change the direction of flight with incredible speed and skill.

Its feathers and eyes are particularly prized and have always been the object of hunting by wizards? It was even on the verge of extinction at one time.

A few hundred years ago? Quidditch matches are not played with the Golden Snitch either, but with the Golden Flying Warriors.

It was only later with the invention of the Golden Snitch that replaced this creature.

William never saw the Flying Warriors in England? Didn't expect this room? You'll find out.

Is Pflicker a social animal? Got the first one? There must be a second one.

William looked up? Sight in the room shuttle patrol? Sure enough, not far away, a few more were found.

His wand raised, conjuring a net and slamming towards the sky.

Who knew that Missandei, who had been paying attention to William, whistled? The Golden Flying Heroes? Like smelling good food? All flapping their wings and flying high? Fly towards her.

William turned his head to look at Missandei and said suddenly, "It turns out that you sent the letter with the Golden Snitch. ”

No wonder? He hadn't noticed it just now.

"Did you raise this?" Hermione looked at the birds, landed on Missandei's shoulder, and cautioned:

"It's illegal to raise the Golden Flying Warrior, right?"

Missandei calmly said:

"They settled in my yard many years ago.

It's now designated as a Golden Flying Reserve by the Austrian Ministry of Magic, and they just follow me, so they shouldn't be breaking the law. ”

William was slightly stunned.

Your yard is the Golden Flyers Sanctuary?

How big a yard is this?!

It's a bit like pointing to a certain mountain and saying, "Our mountain has been designated as a giant panda reserve, so it's not illegal for me to raise giant pandas."

What kind of lady from a big family is this?

Missandei did not pay attention to William's expression, but was surprised:

"You're so fast, it's the first time I've seen a wizard who can catch the Golden Flying Man with his bare hands."

"Meaningless, although I am a chaser, I also have the heart of a seeker." William said proudly.

"Jin Feixia follows me and I don't break the law, but I remember that it is illegal to capture the Jin Snitch, right?" Missandei looked at him solemnly and said straightly:

"Is the net in your hand a special tool for catching Jin Feixia?"

William coughed and forcibly explained:

"As a chaser, I carry a net to catch the Quaffle, which makes sense, isn't it?"

Just then, a doorbell rang at the door.

Hermione got up and walked over and opened the door.

A man in a robe with an extraordinary bearing walked in.

William glanced at Missandei, saw that her face was expressionless and did not move, and thought that it was a wizard sent by the Austrian minister.

Who knew this man, he opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Stark, my name is Soros, and I am the Austrian Minister of Magic. ”

William threw a stunned glance at Missandei.

He's the Minister of Magic?

Missandei nodded at William.

"I heard you two are going to Newmongard?" Soros asked.

"Grindelwald is the highest war criminal, not a wizard, you can see him."

"This is Dumbledore's letter to you." William pulled out the letter.

"It's not that I'm going to see Grindelwald, I'm going to Newmondard on behalf of Dumbledore, the man who once defeated Grindelwald...... Visits. ”

William said righteously.

"Let's see if this Dark Lord has any chance of escaping, if he does, I'll have to catch him back!"

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Newmengard,

Rozier bypassed a hallway and quietly made his way to the roof of the prison.

After walking for so long, he didn't see a single wizard except for a few Aurors on the outermost part.

The prison of Nuoda is guarded by no wizards, and it is worse than Azkaban!

However, it also brings him a lot of convenience.

Rozier pushed open the heavy door and stepped into a cramped room.

The stone bed was placed inside, and on top sat an old man with gray hair and emaciation, who was only skinny and bones.

He curled up under the blanket...... I don't know if I'm asleep, or if I'm ...... He's dead.

Is this bad old man Grindelwald?

You can't find the wrong person, right?

Rozier hesitated for two seconds and was about to speak, but the old man suddenly stood up.

His rickety body suddenly straightened, as if he had come back from the dead.

Those blue eyes, sunken deep in their sockets, were now shining as golden as flames.

The old man's eyes were ethereal and attentive, as if he was cutting through the river of time to witness a ...... that had not yet happened Far into the future!

Rozier raised his wand in panic and pointed it at the old man, only to find himself unable to move.

He didn't think about the fake letter in his pocket anymore, but honestly shouted, "The Dark Lord asked me to bring you a message!" ”

The flame in the old man's eyes slowly subsided, and he staggered to Rozier's side, and wanted to reach out to take the wand, but as if electrocuted, he immediately retracted.

He promised him never to touch a wand again in his life.

So, will he be coming this year?

The old man walked lonely to the stone window, the setting sun shining on his face, and the water of the Danube was flowing slowly.

Grindelwald pondered, the scene he had just seen.

That's what he saw...... New prophecies.

Grindelwald muttered, "Death, ......"

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