Albus. Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, is also a famous archwizard in the wizarding world world.

His status in the English wizarding world is transcendent, almost a symbol.

Merlin met the old wizard and talked about some important topics for Merlin, but he didn't expect that that brief meeting would become a farewell.

On the road to Merlin's mansion, Merlin drove the car, with Bill in the passenger seat and his wife in the back. The three of them did not speak, and the atmosphere in the car was a little stagnant for a while.

"Tell me, Bill, about Dumbledore's death."

Merlin flicked the steering wheel, and he asked softly:

"I don't have much in touch with that great wizard, but I think a character like him, even if he dies, won't be unknown, right?"

"He, he died last summer."

Bill replied in a hoarse voice.

The young man also had three hideous scars on his face, and it seemed that his vocal cords had also been injured, which were obviously the marks of a serious injury. His blue eyes shone with grief and pain, and he said:

"He died at Hogwarts, his favorite home. A traitor betrayed us and killed him by knocking him out of the tower in a dastardly manner. ”

"He has been protecting his students until he dies, and his death is a loss to the entire wizarding world."

"Hmm."

Merlin nodded, he didn't know what to say.

It was the Wizarding War that took place in distant England, and Voldemort had completely gained the upper hand in the course of three years because of the inaction of the British Ministry of Magic. He and his mad followers began to persecute the wizards, which caused them to flee.

They didn't even dare to use the Floo Net, for fear of being tracked down by the increasingly rampant Death Eaters. They even had to disguise themselves as Muggles, whom they had always despised, and escape from their country in Muggle fashion.

This is an absolute disgrace to those arrogant wizards.

And Dumbledore's death is just a footnote to the intensifying wizarding war.

"What about you?"

Merlin glanced at Bill, who seemed to hate sunlight, and sat in the car, raising his hand from time to time to block the direct light in front of him.

Merlin asked:

"I received a magical letter from Mr. Arthur, telling me that you had an accident before you got married. This time you're in the U.S., are you here to ask for help? ”

"I'm fine."

Bill, who seemed a little agitated, said to Merlin:

"I'd rather stay in England and fight Voldemort than here! I want to protect my family. ”

"Bill was bitten by a werewolf."

The beautiful lady sitting in the back row, Bill's new wife, showed a worried expression and said to Merlin in a voice mixed with a French accent:

"Voldemort and his Death Eaters have captured the Ministry of Magic, and now there is no safe place in the whole of England, and my father is concerned about Bill's situation, so he asks him to come to the United States and seek the help and treatment of the doctors of the Magical Congress..."

"Fleur! I'm fine! ”

Bill shouted angrily:

"Don't treat me like a patient."

"You should calm down!"

In the face of Bill's angry yelling, his wife Fleur appeared calmer, saying:

"Whether you are a patient or not depends on the doctor. It's going to be a long time coming, and it's never too late to go back when you're fully recovered! ”

"I..."

Bill's eyes were red as his wife's rebuttal grew agitated by his wife's rebuttal, and just as he spoke again, Merlin, who was driving, drew his wand and threw a slumber charm at Bill.

The latter's head tilted, and he leaned back on the passenger seat and began to fall asleep.

"He was bitten by a werewolf?"

Merlin asked in a serious tone:

"Was it bitten by a werewolf before the beast, or after the beast?"

"Before bestiality."

Fleur did not blame Merlin, she looked at her husband worriedly and full of concern, and said:

"We know that Bill hasn't turned into a werewolf, but he's been irritable lately and likes to eat fried tender steaks, which worries me and my father."

"Well, I'll send you to the Magic Congress."

Merlin Says:

"He's probably under too much pressure... I just heard you say that Voldemort attacked the Ministry of Magic? That is, the British wizarding world is now in complete chaos? ”

"It's worse than you think."

Fleur Says:

"The Death Eaters have openly searched the Mudbloods, and have made no secret of their hostility towards Muggles, and since the Ministry of Magic was breached last year, more than 200 people have died in the murders of the Death Eaters, and many wizards have mysteriously disappeared, and everyone suspects that they have been poisoned by those bastards. The Order of the Phoenix is still fighting, but the Death Eaters have the absolute advantage..."

"What about Harry? And Hermione and Ron. ”

Merlin asked:

"These guys haven't written to me in weeks, and it makes me a little worried about their situation."

"Harry, they are looking for some important treasures against Voldemort according to the message that Dumbledore left before he died."

Fleur said with some vagueness:

"They're safe at the moment, and the Order of the Phoenix is protecting them."

"Really? I don't feel like they're safe, you need help, there's no doubt about that. ”

Merlin's expression became serious, and he said:

"As things stand, after Dumbledore's death, it's no longer enough for you to fight alone. If you need it, S.H.I.E.L.D. Europe will be happy to help, provided you share with us the information you have now. ”

"Let Muggles intervene in wizarding wars?"

Fleur was born into a pure-blood wizard family, and when she heard Merlin's proposal, her eyes widened in surprise, and she said:

"This is impossible, you are sending your companions to death again."

"My companions may not be able to deal with a dark wizard like Voldemort, but it is not a problem to deal with some sparse and ordinary Death Eaters. You should take the time to wander around the Magic Congress in New York, our partnership with the Magic Congress is already paying off. ”

Merlin whispered:

"It's time for your isolation to come to an end, girl, and it's very inappropriate to give up the last reinforcements like that."

He glanced at Fleur from the rearview mirror and said:

"But it doesn't matter, you and your husband will be treated in New York with peace of mind, and I will contact your father Arthur directly for these things."

Merlin was only 6 years older than Fleur, but the cold aura he exuded reminded Fleur of the majestic professors she had met at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and after Merlin stopped talking, Fleur had no heart to speak.

They leave them at Merlin's house, and then they are sent to the Magical Congress, where Bill is treated by the physicians until he recovers.

Merlin also took this opportunity to chat with Chairman Samuel about the British Wizarding War.

Chairman Samuel lamented the fall of the wizarding world in England, but at present, the Magical Congress and S. L.D.'s cooperation has reached its most critical period, and with the template of a new order in the North American wizarding world taking shape in New York, it would undoubtedly be a waste of all the efforts of the past three years to drain all the magic power and go to Britain to support the war effort.

Not only will the members of the Magical Congress not allow this to happen, but even Nick. Fury, he won't allow the Magic Congress to give up halfway.

"With Voldemort already in full swing, sending some Aurors to England won't help at all, and Tan Shui has been completely muddy."

Chairman Samuel said to Merlin:

"Either the organization of the British wizarding world is overturned, or the wizarding war spreads, and the German and French ministries of magic will not sit idly by. In general, the current situation is not so anxious that we need our help from across the ocean. ”

"You know, the wizards of Europe don't like it very much when other people dictate to them."

"Stupid prejudice."

Merlin commented on it, and he said to Chairman Samuel:

"Then we'll wait and see what happens, and I'll report the matter to Director Fury. If he feels the right to intervene, then our agents in Europe will join the war... I don't care how Voldemort tortured the wizard, but he had already started to kill ordinary people. You see, Lord Samuel, protecting the innocent is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s most important responsibility. ”

"I understand."

The old wizard sent Merlin to the fireplace at the entrance of the Floo Net, and he said to Merlin, with his cane:

"If Director Fury makes the final decision, I'll send some Aurors with you."

"Well, thank you."

Merlin smiled at the old wizard, he took a handful of green powder from his pocket and threw it towards the burning fireplace, and in the green firelight, Merlin waved at the old wizard, and then turned and walked into the flames.

The next moment, in the midst of the familiar whirlwind, Merlin appeared in front of his own fireplace.

After cooperating with the Magic Council, Merlin connected his fireplace to Floo.com, so that he could receive requests for help and share information from the Aurors of the Magic Congress as quickly as possible.

But before he could catch his breath, a strange wave of magic appeared in the living room of the room.

Merlin drew his wand and looked up, and saw a group of people lying in their living room in a posture of stacking arhats under the influence of the Transfiguration Charm.

The weight of these several people combined directly crushed the wooden table in the living room, making the poor table make a loud breaking noise.

"Harry? Hermione? ”

Merlin looked at the embarrassed people, and he saw several familiar children, among whom he even found an old acquaintance:

"Master Ollivanders? You are... What's going on? ”

"Merlin!"

The moment the weakened Hermione saw Merlin, tears welled up in her eyes, and she threw herself into Merlin's arms and hugged Merlin tightly.

All the grievances and pains that have been suffered for most of the past six months, the kind of despair that children can't bear, when they get close to the person they can rely on, rolls out like a tide at this moment.

"It's okay, it's okay. Kid, I'm here, it's okay. ”

Merlin didn't know what was going on, but judging by the awkward gestures of the children and the staff master Ollivander, they must have experienced something terrible.

Merlin stroked Hermione's hair, and he soothed the pained girl.

His nose moved, he smelled blood, he grabbed Hermione's wrist, and someone had cut a bloody wound on the girl's arm.

That's a line of words.

"mudblood"

Merlin's expression turned cold at this moment, like a cold winter wind where all the sunlight had dissipated.

"Who did it?"

He crouched down and pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket to help Hermione stop the bleeding. He looked at Hermione and asked in a calm, eerie voice:

"Is it Voldemort? Is he hurting you? ”

"No, a madman."

Hermione tried to stop crying, but when she saw Merlin's eyes, she couldn't stop her tears, and she cried and said to Merlin:

"I was very happy with my parents... Using the Oblivion Charm, I made them forget about me... Only then, only in this way can they be protected ... I..."

"Dobby!"

As Hermione spoke, behind Merlin, Harry let out a scream.

Merlin looked back and saw Harry holding an odd elf in a ragged robe, worn leather boots, and a dagger stuck in his chest.

Harry was holding it, and he scrambled to pull out the dagger.

"Don't touch it!"

Merlin snapped and stopped:

"You pull it out now, and that goblin will die instantly!"

"So what should I do?"

Harry, whose face was stained, looked at Merlin in despair, and he said in a crying tone of pleading:

"Please, Mr. Merlin, save Dobby, it is it that has saved us from a desperate situation."

"Okay, get out of the way."

Merlin stood up, took off his coat, and handed it to Hermione, who reached out and undid the cuffs of his sleeve, and said to Ron and the other girl, who were standing on the side:

"Ron, move the table! Hermione, go to my basement and get the healing potion and stitches, and let the poor goblin live a few more minutes. Master Ollivander, please go and sterilize the scalpel in the second drawer of the kitchen! Harry, put the elf on the table, and with a gentle movement, its life was as weak as a candle in the wind. ”

Merlin unbuttoned the first button around his neck, and with a few fingers, he said to Harry:

"I'm going to have an operation on it... But don't get your hopes up, Harry. ”

"Although I have a lot of experience in theory, this is the first time I have actually operated on someone, and the target of the operation is still a goblin that I am not familiar with."

"Whether it's dead or alive depends on its luck."

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