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Chapter 252 The wave set off by the initiator

Dumbledore will definitely notice that after his father successfully runs for office, Dumbledore will definitely talk to the new minister about the recent murders, and his suspicious father will be more careful, even if he has the opportunity to rob him.

Soul curses, hidden dangers will also be laid...

Dumbledore will even discover that his father is being controlled. At that time, the master's plan will be exposed, and their operation for so many years will be in vain...

Unconsciously, little Barty broke into a cold sweat. His fear did not stem from the possible breakdown of his relationship with his father. He was just worried that his master's plan would encounter obstacles.

When he thought of this, little Barty immediately bowed and apologized: "I didn't think enough about it, Master."

Evan Rozier, who had a large cut on his head, tremblingly leaned down and kept begging for forgiveness.

Sean glanced at the two of them coldly and said in an indifferent tone: "From now on, use your brains to act. Do you understand?"

"Yes, thank you for your kindness, Master."

Sean once again looked around at the Death Eaters present, and coldly left the last words: "Keep your thoughts in mind during the critical period of the plan."

Then he turned into black mist and left Malfoy Manor.

After Sean left, the Death Eaters still bowed respectfully. In the living room where the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, this scene was particularly strange.

After a long time, a group of people raised their heads. While they were checking the expressions of their companions around them, they secretly calmed down their intensified heartbeats.

Many people wore masks, and their faces under the shadows were a bit ugly.

The Dark Lord is even more terrifying than before he returned...

The Death Eaters organization originated from Voldemort's blood theory. Pure-bloods were attracted by ideas and impressed by strength. Of course, their masters became more and more powerful and harsh under their gaze, even...

People with these thoughts in their hearts pursed their lips tightly in fear. They raised their heads and secretly looked elsewhere, only to meet the timid eyes of another person.

Sure enough, I'm not the only one who thinks so...many people have had such thoughts.

Yes, in the past few years, the Dark Lord has become more and more...unreasonable.

The powerful man became irritable and shallow, and high-pressure methods became his only way to tame the Death Eaters.

It was not that they had never seen Death Eaters who were punished or even lost their lives for saying or doing wrong things, but after the Dark Lord returned in a brand new body this time, they could clearly feel it.

This powerful dark wizard became a little different again. His irritable mind calmed down, his thoughts returned to their early sharpness, and his behavior became more and more unpredictable.

However, the cruel methods did not alleviate it. After only two gatherings, the original most fanatical believer Antonin Dolokhov had turned into ashes, and several people suffered terrible torture.

Voldemort has become more cruel... This is what most Death Eaters think.

As a subordinate, no, as a servant, it should be a blessing for his master to become more resourceful again, but this means that they will have to be more cautious when facing the Dark Lord in the future.

Many people have sighed secretly in their hearts, and the betrayer's heavy heart is also hidden under the mask.

Bella crossed her arms and looked around the crowd like Sean did before, and finally sneered: "Ha - Master, he is strong enough, and sometimes he has an indifferent attitude towards certain things - but I am different.

, as his most loyal servant, I have the obligation to do the little things he is too lazy to do..."

She walked slowly in the living room with other people watching, carefully looking at everyone's eyes, and finally said: "Your thoughts are all in the eyes of the Dark Lord. He gave you the opportunity, don't waste it."

, otherwise - I will personally send some people to see Dolokhov."

No one said anything more. They and their companions looked at each other one last time, and then apparated away from here.

The night outside the window is getting darker and darker.



When Sean walked out of the disappearing cabinet and returned to the Hogwarts lounge, he stretched and muttered: "I feel inexplicably handy..."

He found that when he imitated Voldemort and threatened the Death Eaters, all his movements were so natural, as if he was Voldemort's "real devil".

"Do I really have the potential to be the Dark Lord?" Sean complained to himself, shaking his head and walking down the stairs.

In the shadow of the stone corridor behind him, Grindelwald, who had said goodbye to Sean before, was looking at the direction Sean left with a smile.

He heard Sean's mumbling, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

With such a smile, he returned to the office.

In the room, Dumbledore was holding on to the wooden railing and looking at the dark night sky outside, wondering what he was thinking.

Grindelwald casually returned to his chair and sat down, and said casually: "Any idea?"

Dumbledore turned his head and frowned slightly: "I have found out some, although it is not complete, but the people exposed all have the same identity..."

"What the hell is the Wizarding United Guards?" Grindelwald sneered.

Dumbledore nodded: "Their determination to promote the establishment of the Guard is beyond my imagination. Herbert Burke's guilt has been concluded, but he has not yet been sent to Azkaban."

Grindelwald picked up the newspaper on the table and flipped through it casually, and said easily: "What can we do...convict someone first, and then only need to meet in private. I think the Bock family is still willing to support the establishment of the Guards."

In exchange for Herbert's freedom. Well, let me think about it, if the conviction was handed down so quickly, others thought that Fudge was forced by public pressure. I think he must have met with those people, right? After all, if there are no external forces,

With his intervention, his defeat in the July election is almost certain.”

Dumbledore sighed: "Fudge...he has been too anxious recently..."

"Of course, he is like a wizard? He is more like a politician than those politicians in the Muggle world."

"But now, the British Ministry of Magic is just a microcosm. The power behind the escort is almost beyond my imagination. Gellert, haven't you received news before?"

Facing Dumbledore's suspicion, Grindelwald made a sound, and then said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Albus, you won't forget what you said back then, right?"

Dumbledore said nothing, but had an apologetic look on his face.

"Grindelwald - prove to me, prove that you no longer want to break the Statute of Secrecy, prove that you no longer target the official forces of the wizarding world, prove -" Grindelwald lowered his voice and imitated Dumbledore.

Lido spoke in a serious tone, and then he sneered again, crossing his legs on the table wantonly, "Albus, for that prophecy, I gave up an easy victory. In order to gain your trust, I huddled in

Being a principal as ridiculous as you in this castle. I thought that after so many years, we at least became comrades again, but now you doubt me?"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, and before he could speak, Grindelwald spoke as if he was pursuing victory, his voice getting louder and louder: "For so many years before, you were not even willing to say a few words to me except when necessary.

After Sean's child entered school, you gradually regained contact with me - and this was after I helped you kill Tom Riddle."

"Oh, the great Albus Dumbledore," Grindelwald spread out his hands in a sinister manner and raised his eyebrows, "I thought I had won back trust, but it turned out that it was all just because of Sean?"

Dumbledore sighed, rubbed his temples with a headache, and finally softened his voice: "Okay, I admit it - so I apologize to you now, Gellert, I shouldn't doubt you."

Grindelwald's dissatisfied expression suddenly disappeared, and his face changed faster than the Apparition: "Okay, I forgive you - hell, why didn't I record your apology to me?"

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly: "Back to business, Gellert, you have more sources of information outside the UK than I do, so you need to get some refreshments."

Grindelwald spread his hands: "Do you think being a principal doesn't require employees? I can only try my best, after all, your old friend is no longer the Dark Lord back then."

"They have great momentum and the investigation is not difficult... The question now is what their purpose is."

Only then did Grindelwald put away his careless expression. He held his chin and thought for a while and then said: "The means are not clever, they are all leftovers from my past... In fact, the purpose was revealed when the identity of the person behind the scenes was revealed.

It will be clear that what is the purpose of the escort is obviously the right to say in the wizarding world. You know, except for me back then, no official wizarding force in the world has raised a decent wizarding army, and violent weapons represent

The right to speak."

Dumbledore nodded: "If they have enough momentum, it will be very troublesome."

Grindelwald snapped his fingers: "It depends on what they want to do. Obviously they don't want to fulfill the wish of the old immortal like me - although they are suppressing pure-blood families, they are just trying to win the other party's side. In my opinion

, they most likely want to suppress dissidents after forming the escort team, and then completely infiltrate the Ministry of Magic of each country."

Dumbledore frowned, Grindelwald's thoughts coincided with his.

"Their ideas are similar to mine, but the difference between one word is a world of difference, 'wizards are supreme' and 'pure-blood wizards are supreme'. Ugh, you fools without vision." Grindelwald snorted coldly.

Dumbledore glanced at his old friend with a disdainful expression beside him, and said in a deep voice: "We must consider whether there are deeper forces behind them, such as the thief whose identity has not yet been found out."

Grindelwald knew that the other party was talking about the mysterious man who stole the key to the illusion. He narrowed his eyes: "It would be easier if we turned to the prophecy. We know far more information than they do, and the key to the prophecy is still the same."

As for Sean - ha, you should really see what this kid has been doing lately, I really admire him."

Dumbledore showed a smile at this moment: "Sean...but, Gellert, promise me not to put all your ideas into his head, okay?"

Grindelwald shrugged innocently: "You don't really think of him as a second-grade brat, do you? He is very mature and knows how to filter external information. If you see my shadow in him, that only

It can prove that he really felt that doing so was the right thing to do.”

"...Okay," Dumbledore shook his head, "I have to talk to Fudge again. The Wizarding United Guards is a bomb..."

"There is a high probability that it will be of no use. The two of us have been the principals with peace of mind. After studying the prophecies for so many years, they should have already started operations. The few fires I set back then burned some of the rights and interests of ordinary wizards, but after so many years,

In the past, the original superiors wanted to take these things back. Albus, you should consider whether the knife will come over if the Dogbi Guard is established."

"Yeah..." Dumbledore smiled mockingly, "We are the two thickest shadows in front of the knife, but..."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows: "Are you still playing with your tolerance and love now? Albus, you are really... No wonder you asked me to deal with Riddle, but you weren't ruthless enough."

Dumbledore's light blue eyes flickered slightly under the lenses: "Many times, a moment of anger cannot solve the fundamental problem. Moreover, I must admit that I have far more weaknesses than they imagined. My concerns, my worries...

…”

Grindelwald paused, then he sat up straight and looked at the other person, and finally laughed: "Great Albus Dumbledore, please point out the direction for the future when the time comes."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If I can see clearly."

The two said a few final words, and Dumbledore left Nurmengard.

In the office, Grindelwald raised his head and looked at the dazzling ornate chandelier, his eyes reflecting the light.

"The great Albus Dumbledore has many weaknesses. No one would believe him if he told him..." He chuckled.

Then there was a long silence, until Grindelwald stood up and walked to his lounge, the lights went out, and his murmurs were left in the room.

"Sometimes, weaknesses make people stronger..."



One night he was a ruthless Dark Lord, and the next day he became a good student with a strong thirst for knowledge. Sean's transition between his two identities was quite natural.

However, the atmosphere in the school is no longer so innocent. Fabian Aiken, who is bent on revenge, often stares at Sean passing by with unabashed vicious eyes, and there are more and more reports in newspapers.

, the other party's arrogance is becoming more and more arrogant.

The students were all discussing whether something big was going to happen recently. Sean and Hermione had already used information to determine the initiator of these events - the Wizards United Guards.

As pure-blood wizards continued to be arrested, ordinary wizards kept shouting, but they did not notice that none of the arrested wizards had been sentenced. Under this situation, news about the United Guards also began

They sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Most of them are about a certain wizard defeating a dark wizard, or saving a gentleman or lady in trouble, or bravely facing pure-bloods.

Many whistleblowers who exposed the illegal activities of pure-blood wizards have bravely come forward, and without exception, they are all related to the Wizards United Guards.

Under such circumstances, the voices in favor of the establishment of the Guard are getting louder and louder, and the statements of the Ministry of Magic in various countries have also changed from "discussing it in the future" to "under consideration".

The wave is starting to pick up.


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