Ted and Dumbledore, on the other hand, felt that something was wrong when they noticed the frequent shaking in Paris that evening.

It's just that this is France after all.

If the two Englishmen, one old and one young, dare to point fingers here, they will be forked out by the French Ministry of Magic.

And neither of them thought it was going to be much of a big deal at the time.

By the time it was nightfall, the mana fluctuations in the ground were already so big that people were a little scared.

Even some ordinary people who are born with high perceptual attributes can feel "a chill under their feet rushing to the back of their heads".

And the dozen or so zombies that came out of the ground have already bitten dozens of people.

That's right, now everyone is running around the streets at night, it's like running around the ground with roast duck, getting one bite at a time.

Although there are more living people, once the crowd riots, it is like people stepping on people and running away frantically.

If this were in the United States, someone would have pulled out a gun to attack those biting "people" a long time ago.

Of course, if they find that the gun they rely on for their lives is not working, it will be ten thousand times more panicked than the current French!

And at this time, what are the officials of France and the masters of the Ministry of Magic doing?

They had just sat down at a table and had a meeting.

According to the regulations, there can be no formal meeting between the two sides.

It took almost five hours just to organize such a meeting!

It needs to be signed and confirmed by the two sides of the eighteen departments combined!

At this time, the dozens of people who were bitten and killed by zombies have also begun to be dominated by the curse of the undead and turned into new zombies.

And most of them have spread to several urban areas, starting to harm and infect others.

These eighteen departments can be called eighteen layers of hell!

Fortunately, there are always reliable people in a country.

Francois Mitterrand, the visiting commander-in-chief, urgently returned home, declared a state of emergency, and ordered the imposition of military control over the whole of Paris.

Heavily armed soldiers began to guide and isolate the flow of people, and began to block the movement between the various regions......

At the same time, he asked the Minister of Magic to come to the meeting as soon as possible, and the two sides should cooperate wholeheartedly to quell the riots.

"Now it's certain that some monster is attacking the citizens! And they're contagious! ”

"I hope the wizards can come up with a solution and help us control the situation!"

"No matter the cost! Paris will definitely not fall! ”

At this very moment, there were already sporadic GIs who had encountered those zombies.

They soon discovered that these monsters, who had little sanity and only knew that attacking people, had no weaknesses!

Even if half of his head was lost by a bullet, he could stagger forward.

They were even forced to use incendiary bombs, which were completely burned to char.

It's not like in the movie, just watch the zombies come over and don't know how to run.

After all, it is a violent mechanism, so it will not be manipulated by these most rubbish undead.

This problem was immediately learned from above, and it was communicated to the various detachments: shrink the team, attack the monsters with fire, and at the same time distinguish the wounded who are attacked by the monsters......

It has to be said that for modern teams, there is still a way to achieve this level of "unnatural interference".

Organization, discipline, firepower, and equipment are the strongest weapons!

However, this is not even an appetizer, at most it is the air conditioning that is open in the restaurant when ordering.

The real big thing is still underground!

When the sweaty French Minister of Magic bowed his head and said this to the Grand Commander François Mitterrand, the old man's face darkened!

"You magicians, are you so dangerous?!"

Hearing that this tone was really unkind, the minister hurriedly explained: "It's definitely not us wizards, we wizards...... I don't have the ability to do that! ”

After all, even ten years ago, Voldemort, who turned Great Britain upside down and was known as the second generation of the Dark Lord, only killed a dozen or twenty Muggles.

The first Dark Lord Grindelwald was nothing more than ...... Do you just want to burn Paris?

But didn't he succeed!

Dumbledore stopped him!

Right! Dumbledore! Call people! Call people~

This is definitely not our own business with the French Ministry of Magic, it is the business of all wizards! If this continues, the secrecy law will be abolished.

We need support!

Fudge was sleeping soundly.

After all, when he first came to power two years ago, he had secretly operated the matter of holding the Quidditch World Cup during his tenure!

This move is a solid political achievement!

I made it myself~

Now his waist is stiff. The mood can be described as quite comfortable.

As a result, someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night and woke him up, saying that he was asking for help from the French Ministry of Magic.

"Asking for help? You send a few Aurors with a team of fighters, and that's it! Does this kind of thing bother me too? Fudge impatiently closed the door.

The subordinate hurriedly blocked the door: "The International Federation of Wizards has also come with news!" ”

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier? Can't tell the difference between the important and the heavy, right? Fudge was in a hurry.

Compared to the French Ministry of Magic with the Wizards' Federation, he can't control himself.

But the federation can! It was even possible to issue a document to reprimand the minister.

If you are reprimanded, there is a high probability that you will not be able to be re-elected!

Just as he was changing his pajamas, his subordinate explained: "Letter from the Federation, let's help the French Ministry of Magic to avoid the lapse of the law of secrecy. ”

"Failure of the law on secrecy? What the hell is going on? ”

The subordinate hurriedly said simply.

Fudge smirked, "Then they're really unlucky." ”

Fudge remembered that about a year ago, he was really anxious.

Hundreds of people in two small towns have been harmed by magical creatures, and they have alarmed the queen!

Dealing with this with those Muggles by yourself and your scalp is going to be bald.

Later, Dumbledore took his Order of the Phoenix to fight the magma giants and made a big show...... All in all, very uncomfortable!

Well, now the neighbor is more unlucky than himself. Something is wrong with the capital, all of them are locked down in Paris! It also alarmed the Wizarding Federation......

Hahahaha~ Suddenly I wasn't the most unlucky.

"Oh, yes. What is the price of dragon products these days? Fudge asked suddenly.

The subordinates immediately smiled and said: "Slightly up and slightly up~ It's all up to the minister to stabilize the price of dragon products!" ”

Fudge smiled and nodded, put on his hat, and pushed the door open.

Good guys, the price of dragon products, which had already risen to the boiling level of public resentment last summer, is still rising.

And just because the increase is small, they all feel that they have a big credit.

It's amazing.

……

It was clear that the French Minister of Magic knew a lot about his neighbor's Minister of Magic, and he didn't have much hope for Fudge.

So he contacted Dumbledore through his personal connections.

In fact, neither Ted nor Dumbledore left Paris that night.

After all, something unusual is happening here, and both want to wait and see what happens.

As a result, the French Minister of Magic contacted Dumbledore and asked him to come out of the mountain to help.

Dumbledore looked at Paris, where the entire city was darkened, and agreed.

In fact, in just over an hour, the special squad, with the assistance of the wizard, had already controlled the situation.

The zombies have been caught, and the biters have been contained.

It's just that for a while, that kind of curse makes people helpless, almost waiting for death.

The French Ministry of Magic was very distressed by this. A lot of people walked around, sweating profusely.

At this time, Dumbledore arrived: "Minister Fran, our St. Mungo's hospital has the antidote to this magical curse. Send someone to fetch it, it's still time to save people! ”

Minister Fran is the French Minister of Magic, "Good! I'll send someone! ”

Just as Minister Fran was arranging for people to go to St. Mungo's Hospital in the United Kingdom on the International Floo Network, a wizard from the French Ministry of Magic muttered: "How can they British have an antidote?" ”

How high is Ted's perception stat now? Directly turned his head: "This gentleman, the reason why we have an antidote is thanks to you!" ”

Everyone was shocked and didn't know what was going on.

Looking at Dumbledore again, he looked at the ceiling as if he hadn't heard it, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Ted didn't care about that, and continued, "Because just last fall, a dark wizard fled from France to England, and you sent us the news a little later, and he did a lot of evil things......

"It's the curse that the dark wizard made, and we also paid a lot of money to develop the potion."

"Do you think it's thanks to you?" Ted looked at the crowd with a smile.

"Uh...... This ......" The French wizard present was suddenly stopped by Ted, and his mind was blank for a while, leaving only embarrassment and a little shame.

At first, I wanted to see the joke of this "century-old friendly" neighbor, but I didn't expect that in the end, the joke came and went, and the joke came back to me.

However, Minister Nevifuran didn't care about Ted's taunts, but got to the point: "You mean, this matter has something to do with the dark wizard in the first place!" ”

Ted nodded, "It's certain." After all, this curse that could bring the dead back to life was only possessed by that wizard, who had even fought Dumbledore. ”

"What?" Everyone looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore just nodded, wondering how the hell did that otherworldly dark wizard survive?

How to deal with it this time!

At this point, Ted asked, "Excuse me, what is there in the ground of Paris that has brought him here?" ”

"What's that?" Minister Fran's face suddenly changed, "You said that dark wizard can bring the dead back to life?!" Is it okay to dry bones? ”

Ted nodded, "Yes!" And you can also spell it into different types! ”

Anyway, I'm trying to reveal the news as much as I can, and it's your business to think as much as you can think of.

"Oops!" Minister Fran suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Stop him! Stop him! ”

Six million!

Thanks to the book friends "Bai Senior" and "Tail No. 5028" for their 100 tips~

(End of chapter)