"Stupid Muggles."

On the ground, Aeschylus, who had his eyes closed, spoke.

"If you insist on doing this--"

Amosta smiled softly, he hooked his fingers, his wand returned to his hand, and turned his head to look at the waiting wizards, Amosta said,

"Next, it's time to clean up the aftermath."

Are you going back to the UK?

For some reason, a sadness suddenly appeared from the bottom of Louise's heart, and her face darkened.

It's time to end, the murderer of Fraser has been captured, and the organization behind him has also been smashed by Amosta with thunderous means, and what awaits them is a prison sentence, all this seems to be

"Wait!"

Louise suddenly exclaimed, she blinked,

"The person who masterminded this conspiracy I mean, your cursed student, do you figure out why they did this?"

"Maybe."

Amosta said undeniably,

"It's all about that Adam Vogel, I'm definitely going to meet him."

"Do you know where he is?"

"Probably."

Amosta gave a vague statement, and before Louise could continue to ask, Amosta said,

"Let's go up first, the people from the German Ministry of Magic are probably already jumping to their feet."

Amosta was speaking too lightly, and in fact, the entire German Ministry of Magic was already in hysteria.

Ula, Ula, Ula.

On the road from Berlin to Oranienburg, police cars and fire trucks stretched for a mile, and the mournful and hasty sirens stirred the deep night.

The vast golden web of fire still enveloped the area, and the magic continued to pound the golden web, but the spell light seemed so weak before the powerful fire.

Bang!

A loud bang interrupted the Wizard's roar, and the comer gasped for a report,

"Minister, Director Yeager has stopped the Muggle rescue team, and Director Conrad is in urgent communication with the Muggle president, and I believe there will be results soon!"

"Where's the enchantment!"

The burly Minister of Magic exclaimed, "How long is the damn barrier going to be, and how long are we going to be exposed to Muggles?!" ”

"Ten minutes, Mr. Minister!"

Another employee, who had rushed from the thick woods, gasped and shouted,

"Mr. Byer says he'll need ten more minutes to set up a cover barrier!"

The series of answers was quite satisfactory, and his face darkened to the German Minister of Magic, Niklaus Adenauer, who was at the bottom of the pot, his breath eased a little, but when he saw the group of reporters on the other side who were excited to press the shutter of the camera to spark, his face darkened again completely.

"I'm going to ask Cornelius Fudge to give me an explanation!"

Adenauer roared at the wry-smiling Kingsley,

"I swear I'm going to send Amosta Blaine to prison, Azkaban, Oxstad, New, whatever it is, I want him to stay in prison for the rest of my life, he almost exposed the wizarding world in Germany, oh, in my opinion, he should be sent to the gallows!"

The irascible German minister roared,

"I don't care what great name he has!"

There was silence among the surrounding German Ministry of Magic employees, and in their opinion, their minister could neither send Amosta Blaine to prison nor guillotine, and if some of the things Kingsley Shackle's words were true, then it was really bad to say who would be held responsible.

The shaking of the earth interrupted Nicklaus Adenauer's swearing, and the group of people who were blocked out of the fire network watched in amazement, wisps of hot white smoke rose from the damp mud ground, as if there was a furnace under the earth that was scorching the earth, and at the same time, the magic power under the ground also made many people secretly change color.

"The battle must be fierce, maybe no worse than last year's Quidditch World Cup"

Someone whispered, his eyes showing fascination, but after being glared at by Adenauer, he smiled wryly and said nothing.

Kingsley pursed her lips and looked at the strange appearance of the earth, her heart filled with anxiety. The man was right, Mr. Bryan must have met with fierce resistance from below.

The net of fire disappeared suddenly, and suddenly, the scorching heat that was scorching them was gone, and a fresh breeze hit, and everything was like a dream.

The moment Amosta and Louise appeared in front of Kingsley, many wands were pointed at them, and the cries for Amosta to put down their wands were incessant.

"I think--"

Amosta raised his eyebrows and looked at the strong wizard with a majestic face that was glaring at him,

"You must be, Minister Niklaus Adenauer of the German Ministry of Magic."

As if nothing had happened, Amosta smiled lightly and held out his hand to the enraged German Minister of Magic.

"You don't come, Brian!"

Adenauer gritted his teeth, eager to eat Amosta alive, but looking at Amosta Bryne with a smile, he didn't know what to say for a while,

"You Brian, explain, I want an explanation, Brian, why are you doing this!"

Eventually, Minister Adenauer silenced his voice.

"How?"

Amosta looked at Kingsley, and after noticing that Kingsley's hands were tied behind him with ropes behind him, and he was still in custody, a faint displeasure appeared between his brows,

"Didn't Kingsley explain to you, we're tracking down a group of vicious thugs whose crimes are too numerous to mention, and because of the special circumstances, I have to ignore some of the laws."

"It's just your one-sided words, Brian!"

Now, Adenauer is also out of breath,

"There is no real evidence of their existence, my people only saw that you had the audacity to do it in the Muggle-dense university and people, and released the fire., and the movement here, the whole of Berlin saw it!"

"You need proof?"

With a smile on his face, Amosta turned to look at the lonely watchtower and whispered,

"So. They're coming. ”

Before Adenauer could ask, a glittering silver door appeared in the gray walls of the bleak fortress, and Jasna Rozier, bound in a fire prison, appeared under the gaze of many astonished men.

However, this is not the end, only the beginning.

Desolate-looking wizards bound by ropes lined up in a long line on the desolate meadow, as if a concentration camp had been silent for half a century and had come to life again.

"Where are the so many wizards. We didn't register"

No one paid attention to the muttering of the Ministry of Magic employees in charge of this, and the reporters were silent for a few seconds, and then they went into complete revelry, running towards the criminals regardless of the danger, taking pictures from all angles.

"That's the proof you want, Minister Adenauer."

Amosta smiled and said,

"Of course, this may not be enough, but if you send your people to the underground base to investigate, you will know that these people are there. What has been done on your turf. ”

Amosta emphasised 'your territory', and he believes Nicklaus Adenauer will understand.

Sure enough, Adenauer's face changed slightly, and he pursed his lips to say something, however, Amosta said again, in a voice that could only be heard by two people,

"The German Ministry of Magic has a choice between being held accountable for negligence or being the hero of the Dark Wizard Order that cracked the Muggle-killing organization, Minister Adenauer."

After a sentence, Niklas Adenauer fell completely silent.

"Mr. Bryan!"

There were quite a few clever reporters who had flocked to Amosta, and the corners of their mouths couldn't hold back the corners of their mouths when they caught the big news, and Louise pursed her lips, as a colleague, she knew very well how excited they were.

"Can you explain to us what happened tonight, Mr. Bryan, who the hell are these people and what have they done?"

Similar questions kept coming, and Amosta had to raise her voice,

"I'd love to have a frank conversation with you, but unfortunately, it's not now, I have to leave now, the sin has not been completely cleared, and I'm going to bring the mastermind behind the scenes to justice."

"You can't go, Brian!"

Adenauer woke up, his brow furrowed, "You have to tell people."

Seeing Amosta's calm but resolute eyes, Adenauer breathed.

"Where the hell are you going, Mr. Bryan?"

Kingsley was also a little overwhelmed by the current scene, he knew what kind of uproar would be caused by the entire European wizarding world when it dawned tomorrow, and if Amosta, who was at the center of public opinion, was not there, the rest of the people would be difficult to deal with.

With his back to the flashing flashing lights, Amosta thought for a moment and whispered,

"Newmengard."

(End of chapter)