And this scene was completely watched by another group of wizards in the city.

"Humph! It's rubbish, but at least it's useful! "On a towering building, a group of black-clad wizards silently watched the battle below.

The head wizard has short black hair, and his face is handsome and handsome. If you look closely, you will see that the person appears to be a heterochromic pupil.

One was a dark brown, like a jewel, and the other was a bewitching crimson, an eerie and terrifying red, like blood.

Different from the cloth robes that wizards usually wear, he wears a lined suit on the upper body, black tight leather pants on the lower body, a pair of black boots on his feet, and a black trench coat that gives him a little more Parisian elegance.

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"The Libyan Muggle army helped us hold off the British guards, and now this madman has caught the attention of the Aurors."

"There's no more power to stop us." The man's cold face was filled with a hint of joy of success, and the necklace of the Three Hallows hanging around his neck swayed in the wind.

"Mr. Moriarty's plan was seamless." Beside the man, a witch spoke.

A military long trench coat with the same top hat and veil, close-fitting tight silk underwear, outlining her graceful body, bright red lips and tender eyes, no one can believe that such a beauty would be a member of the dark wizard.

"Fanny Rozier, he's smart, but don't forget who he is." Pierce Lamb gave her an indifferent look, then looked up into the distance.

There was a commotion at the location of Westminster City Cathedral, and it was clear that this fierce battle was breaking out there.

They didn't intend to intervene, though, as the Saints had never been to deal with the Aurors.

"It's time for us to do it!" Behind him, several wizards raised their wands, and a dark cloud spat out of their wands.

Slowly, raindrops began to fall over London. Then, the rain grew heavier and heavier, and in the blink of an eye, it began to rain all over the city.

This is a weather spell, originally it did not have such power, but the rain in London today is very thick, like a string about to break, magic is only a catalyst, and heavy rain is the inevitable result.

"Do what you planned." With that, Pierce Lamb directly phantomed away, and his target was Lancaster Palace.

Hearing this, a group of members of the Saints Order also followed, frantically rushing towards Lancaster Palace like hungry wolves, and their figures were perfectly hidden in the heavy rain.

"Fanny!" Pierce Lamb's voice rang out in the rain.

"Understood." Hearing this, Fanny Rozier nodded to him in the air, and then led a team of people to turn around, and the destination was Buckingham Palace.

- At this moment, Buckingham Palace is already on guard. The royal guards surrounded the palace on three floors and three layers outside.

Air support from Windsor Castle has also arrived at Buckingham Palace. Several helicopter gunships are on alert in the air.

The wind and waves set off by the propellers blew the flowers and trees in the palace to the west. On the contrary, there is silence in Buckingham Palace, so small that you can only hear the sound of breathing.

In the entire palace, the only wizard, Rocius, was staying in the bunker under the castle with a group of royal family members.

In addition to the Queen, the rest of the people present included her sons and daughters, and even her sister, who had never dealt much with her.

In the boring environment, the queen's voice suddenly sounded,

"Rosius." There are also dozens of monitors in front of her, and the images displayed in them are very different from those seen in the prime minister's command room.

"The enemy is not going to attack here, you should go and help the Prime Minister." It is not unreasonable for the queen to say this, since the beginning of the battle, it has been an hour, and the queen can clearly see the direction of the enemy's attack from the city's surveillance.

They came for the leaders of a dozen or so countries. Compared to those people, she, the queen, is insignificant, and there is no need to attack.

Now, seeing the city burning, she really can't tolerate it, and Rocius, a living force, stays here to spend time.

"No, Your Majesty." Rocius did not accept this proposal, he shook his head, and said in a resolute tone: "As a court mage, my duty is to ensure your safety. ”

"So as a court mage, do you obey the king's orders?"

"This..."Rosius was silent for a while, and only got up after a while, and said lightly: "If you insist!" He leaned slightly, bowed to the Queen, and then stepped forward to leave the bunker.

"Boom! Boom Boom~~" Suddenly, a deafening explosion came from the gate of the bunker. Before everyone could react, a beautiful witch walked in with graceful steps.

She waved her wand to dispel the dust, then slowly crouched down, knocked down by the shock—Charles' son, Prince William, who was sitting on the ground.

"It's not hurt! Your Royal Highness! She said seductively with her red lips open.

"N-no." William slowly stood up from the ground, at this time he was ten years old, and he didn't have much fear in front of a big sister who suddenly broke in, but had a lot of good feelings.

"It's okay." Then Fanny smiled and said to the queen in the distance: "Good day, Your Majesty! Then she bowed slightly, and walked to the side of everyone with a calm expression.

Say, "Hmm! Don't be nervous, we just need to rest – just wait a while. ”

"Oh! You're Mr. Rocius! I've heard about you from the mouths of friends. Court mage, quite powerful! She said softly, softly and with a smile on her face.

"You-" Rocius frowned slightly, seriously, he must not have had an impression of this elegant Frenchwoman.

Moreover, there is a big gap between her temperament and that group of vicious bandits, which makes it difficult for him to distinguish whether the other party is friend or foe for a while?

"Sorry, I don't remember knowing you!" Rosius replied indifferently.

"It's okay!" Fanny didn't get angry at his attitude, she raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing a touch of tenderness and said, "Fanny-Fanny Rozier." Now we know each other! ”

"Rozier?" Rosius was stunned, although he didn't have much of an impression of the name, but this surname, Rozier.

It is an ancient pure-blood wizard family and one of the twenty-eight holy clans. Originated in France, it is related to the Black, Lestrange, Malfoy and other families.

It's a well-known surname. And—suddenly, a woman from France appeared in his mind, the same tenderness, the same beauty, the same French.

"Wenda Rozier, who are you?" He asked.

"Do you know my grandmother?" Fanny's big eyes flickered, and she seemed surprised,

"You don't look old! I would have known that my grandmother, after the defeat of Grindelwald, disappeared for many years. ”

"Huh?" Rosius noticed that there was something strange about Fanny's attitude. From the decoration on his body and the three-holy necklace around his neck, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the other party's saint organization.

But just now, she talked about Grindelwald's defeat... It's so arrogant, like talking about something innocuous about it.

It's not like the saints who thought of Grindelwald as a prophet.

"What the hell are you—" Rocius was about to ask, when a few chuckles interrupted him.

Rocius's face changed, and he looked towards the gate of the bunker that was blasted open, only to see several wizards in black robes, and members of the saints who were still embroidered with the symbol of the Three Sacred Weapons on their black robes walked out.

"The castle's protective magic has been cleared without alarming the Muggle army." The visitor said lightly, his tone full of pride and disdain for Muggles.

"Good!" Fanny said lightly. Then she looked at Rosius sharply, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and muttered, "Sir, prepare..."The next second, she got up suddenly, raised her wand, raised her head, and her face was calm.

A green light flashed, and the members of the Saints who had come first fell to the ground.

"Fanny? What are you doing? The rest of the saints trembled and hurriedly wanted to raise their wands to fight back, but then Rocius also reacted, he quickly threw out the disarming charm, and then counted the confinement charms to bind them all.

Seeing this, Fanny slowly put away her wand and smiled at the member of the Saints who had just entered.

"Traitor!" The imprisoned members of the Saints roared in anger. They couldn't believe their eyes, Fanny Rozier, descendant of Wenda Rozier, descendant of the most loyal servant of the prophet Grindelwald.

She actually betrayed the saints, betrayed her own bloodline? If it weren't for the cold corpse lying beside them, they would never have believed it was real!

"Traitor? I'm not a traitor. Fanny walked over slowly, her eyes growing cold as she looked at them.

"Foolish fellow, who thinks that the descendants of Wenda Rozier must be the most loyal saints, has anyone asked me?"

"Avada suo!" Another flash of green light flashed, and one of the members of the Saints fell to the ground.

"For the greater good, don't say you didn't swear an oath, the prophet Grindelwald will definitely break you to pieces!"

"Oh! Where was Grindelwald when your brother died tragically? Where was your Grindelwald when you were about to die under my curse? Where was the great Grindelwald when my grandmother, Wenda Rozier, was hiding like a mouse and being hunted down by the Aurors of several countries?! ”

"Oh! That's right!! - That's right! - When the whole world needed him, he was sent to the highest prison in Newmontard because of a quarrel with his young lover! Hehe~"

"What are you talking about! It's all Dumbledore's sneak attack..."! A member of the Saints retorted loudly.

But all he answered was Fanny's smile. and

"Avada suo!" She picked up her wand and shot a green light at the man.

"The inferior excuse that all the pain of me and our mother comes from him. And – why should I follow a loser? ”

"Muggles are encroaching on our living space, can't you see this? The prophet's prophecy was correct, we must destroy their leaders before the Muggles are united, plunge them into chaos, and wizards will eventually rule the world! The last member of the Saints shouted hysterically.

This time, Fanny's face finally changed, and the cold expression gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint smile, like a sunny day after a rain.

Then she looked at the fool with the eyes of a fool. Said frivolously: "Sir, didn't you say everything? If wizards are so incompetent, why should I support them to become leaders? ”

"A fool like you, who has been obsessed with bloodline and identity all his life, how can you know that no matter how the world changes, only smart people can control the world. So..."

"Greetings, Mr. Moriarty." As soon as her words fell, the last green light lit up.

And this time there was no more rebuttal.