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1067 Anton! Where are you~~

The 'Forerunner' organization is getting on the right track step by step. Now that Anton has found a way, the move of the hut to the shelter tower will begin, and the navigators will also promote the dolls that landed on the moon to the outside world as soon as possible.

As for the more detailed matters, each friend in the cabin led the navigators to complete them.

It is worth mentioning that under Voldemort, oh, it should be called His Excellency Speaker Tom Riddle, he is reforming the wizarding world in America. Now the framework has been formally established and is operating quickly and efficiently. qqxδnew

"Of the seven ministries of magic, my people actually control four!"

That day Anton came to the Institute of Magic and heard Grindelwald telling Dumbledore about the incident. The two of them did not shy away from Anton.

Dumbledore was drinking lemon and honey tea, squinting and wondering what he was thinking.

Grindelwald tapped his fingers on the table and continued to talk.

"Interestingly, two of the other three were assigned to pure-blood families in the Americas. Only one is really controlled by the Death Eaters. Most of them were dispersed and assigned to important positions in various ministries of magic."

"Obviously, Tom doesn't intend to continue to rely on the original Death Eaters."

"I think this is related to his change of policy, reducing the weight of pure-blood families and allowing half-blood wizards, Muggle-born wizards, and sub-wizards to participate."

Dumbledore nodded, "We all know that he is now more inclined to build a magical army."

Grindelwald clicked his tongue and picked up the tea cup on the table, "Yes, the Magic Army, the School of Magic, the Department of Mysteries of the Magic Congress, and the Ministry of Magic are divided into four parts, and outside of them, there are knights like the Golden Family.

seats.”

"There is news that Lucius Malfoy is secretly winning over the European pure-blood families represented by the former Death Eaters through the magic school. He may become a force that cannot be ignored in the Magical Congress in the future."

Compared with Grindelwald who quietly used indirect means to influence the magical society in the Americas, Dumbledore's influence on the global Ministry of Magic in Europe and even non-Americas can be said to be simple and crude.

A simple summary is - strengthen the power of the International Federation of Wizards, strengthen the weight of the seats of the ministers of magic of various countries in the International Federation of Wizards, and promote the globalization of the wizarding world.

As for the rationale, that is, taking into account the particularity of magical creatures like wizards, strong people should be matched with corresponding power. The new generation of strong people with aspirations should not be allowed to think outside the framework like Tom, but should be allowed to have

Space to play within.

Then, balance it with politics.

In the past hundred years, Lao Deng has special experience in balancing the top wizards and powerful men politically.

Well, these experiences are accumulated from other people's experiences of dealing with him.

Quack, quack…

These two old men, sitting together and drinking tea, quietly divided up the wizarding world, even taking into account Tom's status as 'retired' from the speakership.

Arranged properly.

Anton listened for a while and slipped away quietly, because he suddenly discovered that the two poles dividing the wizarding world did not include the 'Forerunner' organization.

This is...

Then let each play his own way.



Facts have proved that since magic is the power of the soul, a free mind will not necessarily be restricted within a framework.

There will always be people who jump out of the original framework to seek and make breakthroughs.

Somewhere in Europe, the sun is shining brightly.

The weather has turned cooler in early October. Sitting on a bench on the street, basking in the sun and drinking coffee, is very comfortable.

Snape gently placed the coffee cup on the chair, held the brim of his hat and looked up at the house opposite, then looked down at the newspaper in his hand again.

The hunt for witch hunters did not go as smoothly as expected. These people had learned a lot of experience from hundreds of years of fighting against witches in the Americas and knew how to avoid being caught by witches.

Especially after the development of science and technology, their methods have become more and more sophisticated.

Now in Europe, with the secret cooperation between the Magical Congress of the Americas and the European Muggle forces, the power is getting stronger and stronger, with tentacles reaching every corner.

But the development during this period has obviously made these people's ambitions expand, and they have become negligent.

It's particularly difficult because there is a conference to be held today.

All witch hunters will be involved.

And it was done regardless of Barty Jr., a powerful wizard.

I don’t know what they are thinking. Aren’t they worried about being found by wizards and catching them all?

Snape squinted at the newspaper in his hand. Under the influence of the potion, the photos and text on it only became distorted in his field of vision, and finally pieced together into a picture of the interior of the house opposite.

It was an old theater.

A fat, strong, thick-necked middle-aged man was standing on the stage with great satisfaction, looking at the crowd of talented people in the audience, holding the microphone in his hand, with a proud look on his face, "Now that everyone is here..."

very good.

Snape bent down to grab the suitcase at his feet, intending to act immediately.

This may be a trap. After all, it is hard to imagine that the enemy would assume such a standard posture and wait for him to spread the poison. But the opportunity is rare and he can no longer control so much.

At this moment, from the corner of his vision, he suddenly saw a loose khaki striped woolen skirt standing next to his suitcase.

With a quick shake of his right hand, a wand shot from the lock on his arm into his palm. This was a technique learned from his apprentice Anton.

The left hand kept moving as if to grab the suitcase, and the right hand was already waving out quickly.

Snapped!

A hand quickly grabbed his right hand, causing the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse he released to deflect, tearing a sharp crack in the road.

This hand...

"Alex?" Snape raised his head and looked in shock. The person on the right grabbing his hand was none other than his friend Alex Fiennes.

And the owner of that skirt...

"Gillian?!!!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Gillian covered her mouth and looked at Snape in shock, obviously frightened by the divine blade he had just released.

"Quack..." Fiennes' unpleasant laughter came, "Let me just say, letting Lockhart modify their memories is the best way. Look, all the witch hunters are gathered here.

Together, Severus will definitely appear here. Isn’t that what I found?”

Gillian's eyes were filled with tears as she stared at Snape's face, "We have been looking for you these days!"

"Looking for me?" Snape frowned. He didn't like the woman he cared about and his best friend appearing in dangerous places.

after all……

Lily was so powerful back then, but she still died.

As a powerful wizard who has quietly surpassed Professor McGonagall and is almost on the same level as Dumbledore, he still cannot escape the arrival of death.

"Severus!" Filch walked up to him holding the cat and looked at him with a smile, "Yes, we are all looking for you, and we all hope to help you, my friend!"

Snape was stunned. He pursed his lips and looked at everyone, especially Filch.

To be honest, as a lonely person, he only chatted with Filch when he didn't go back to Spider End Alley during the holidays. He didn't expect Filch to sincerely consider himself his friend.

Friends?...

Snape smiled, very brightly, "Okay!"

Compared to Snape's bright smile, Lockhart's smile not far behind him was a bit stiff. In just a few days, under the threat of Fiennes, the terrible dark wizard, he personally killed three people.

A witch hunter.

Fiennes, an old fox, even officially informed the Ministry of Magic of various countries about this incident, portraying Lockhart as a hero who fights for justice against witch hunters.

If he doesn't want to be endlessly hunted by witch hunters in this life, his best way seems to be to help these people and completely uproot these witch hunters.

What can he do? He doesn't want to be a hero at all, but he has no choice!!!!

Lockhart even had the most terrifying guess. Yes, he is such a smart person. Of course he would think of it - if, he meant if, Snape and his group killed Barty Jr.,

Will everyone be informed of this incident?

Then, he had to go to America together?

Anton! Anton! Where are you~~~~

(End of chapter)


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