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Chapter 723 ROUND 2

Quable, near the village of Ottery-St. Catchpole, Devon.

Compared to the bustling scene on weekdays, the wizarding colony surrounding the Lovegood family, or rather the expanded wizarding colony centered on the Quibbler's headquarters, was extremely deserted today.

Except for a few personnel stationed nearby to maintain basic protection, most of the personnel had followed the Hyperion to the outskirts of Moscow thousands of kilometers away a few hours ago, preparing to carry out their respective missions.

In the office of the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler", Xenophilius Lovegood looked seriously at the actions not far away and thousands of miles away. As a member of the [SCP Foundation] O5 Council

, the plan to release [Special Containment Object-017] at the Russian branch of Gringotts Wizarding Bank was jointly formulated by him and Elena.

"With [Special Containment Object-017], as long as we can complete the evacuation as soon as possible after the unblocking is completed, the success rate of this plan can be said to be almost 100%. For a long time, the International Federation of Wizards and

The United States has no time to pay attention to us."

Xenophilius shook the quill in his hand and said confidently.

"That's right, the long-lost Dark Lord has reappeared in the magical world with the intention of destroying peace——"

Leos, the old goblin who serves as the chief consultant of the foundation, chuckled and grinned.

"Whether it is the Ministry of Magic of various countries or the International Federation of Wizards, this is very shocking news. Everyone knows what choice they should make - the traitors in America are really too immature, they are just a group of people who have never seen

Just a bloody salesman..."

Accusing each other of colluding with the dark forces is the most common way to attack each other.

Since Gringotts Wizarding Bank has chosen to take the lead in launching a public opinion offensive, it will naturally not be unprepared for the counterattack of the American goblins.

In fact, the reason why Gringotts Wizarding Bank attacked first was to completely muddy the waters and plunge the situation into a meaningless dog-eat-dog war of words - in this way, it would be difficult for the American goblins who had lost their first-mover advantage to use this leverage again.

Go and pay Gringotts.

Naturally, the American Goblin also knew the plans of Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

But unless they are willing to give up all their business in Europe, they must fight back based on Gringotts Wizarding Bank's statement, even if it seems like they are throwing dirty water at each other.

In the magical world, providing financial services to dark wizards is not illegal.

In theory, neither Gringotts Wizarding Bank nor the newly established "Magical Federal Reserve" has any reason or position to refuse to provide financial services to wizards.

As for the International Federation of Wizards and the Ministry of Magic of various countries, they do not care whether the two goblins accuse the other party of colluding with the dark forces: Gellert Grindelwald or Voldemort.

It's just a group of greedy goblins fighting for the bite of Golden Galleons. It's essentially no different from some gossip - fake news, next.

It is impossible for the magical government to be surprised all day long just because of a baseless rumor.

Unless...a certain Dark Lord appears strutting on the streets of the magical world, as if wandering in his own garden, openly causing panic and chaos in the magical world.

…………

England, London, Diagon Alley.

On the winding streets paved with cobblestones, the little devil in his childhood is patrolling his territory while acting as a travel guide for his future elementary school girl.

"Oh, Irina, you need to start changing your habits now..."

Elena shook her finger and smiled enigmatically.

"Times have changed. In the magic world, there will be fewer and fewer occasions where cash is needed - when you enter school and complete the sorting ceremony, you will get your own MID, which is the magic identification number, at least for

Jiaoxiang MID payment is much easier to use than gold galleons..."

They had just emerged from the fireplace of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and were standing on the sunny street outside Gringotts with empty hands, preparing to purchase admission materials according to the admission list.

Not far from them, there stood a capable and spirited middle-aged fairy.

Just a few minutes ago, this "goblin salesman" named Douglas had just opened a personal bank account for Irina Ivanovich, and helped her carry it with her to buy school supplies.

The pounds and gold galleons were all deposited into the account.

As a "special benefit" for opening an account for the first time, in the next half day, the kind-hearted Mr. Douglas will also accompany them to purchase supplies in Diagon Alley.

Compared to holding a press conference, it is obviously more important to ensure that Her Majesty the Queen does not get lost...

"But, Erin...Senior Kaslana, I mean Professor Kaslana, what if there are still stores that only accept gold galleons? If you don't keep some cash on you, wouldn't it be..."

Irina Ivanovich looked at the girl next to her who was as tall as her, and after changing several names back and forth with a little hesitation, she asked softly with some hesitation.

Apart from her father, Irina has not come into contact with many other wizards.

Most of the knowledge about the magical world comes from the descriptions of my grandfather and father.

Ever since she mustered up the courage to cross the Floo Network and arrive at the steel house called "Huberion-Reactor No. 7", everything in the magical world seemed to have become strange.

"Elena, just call me Elena..."

Glancing at Irina Ivanovich, who was a little nervous, Elena smiled, raised her hand and patted the girl's head gently, saying with a satisfied look on her face.

"To be precise, I'm not a few years older than you...Besides, I'm not the official main course professor, I'm just an assistant teacher for Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"As for refusing to use MID quick payment..."

Elena paused for a moment, an unfathomable look flashed in her eyes.

"Believe me, most of these shops that lack market acumen were forced to close down or open stores elsewhere six months ago due to poor management."

"Hey! What's written in this book is completely different. Dad will be very surprised if he knows about it!"

Irina looked around at the shops around her and nodded in understanding.

"Is it possible for underage wizards to serve as professors at Hogwarts?"

"Of course, as long as you are good enough."

Elena smiled and nodded, glanced at Irina, and said meaningfully.

"Whether it is a prefect, the president of the student union, or a subject representative of each subject, or even a part-time professor, or a substitute professor, these are all possible in Hogwarts..."

Perhaps due to malnutrition since childhood, Irina is thinner and smaller than Elena who just entered school. Even if she has a food reserve stuffed into her shriveled body, it is not enough to look good.

However, Elena will not be deceived by Irina's expression at this time.

Except for the naturally confused and optimistic Luna Lovegood, Elena had never thought that any little witch of the same age would behave so calmly on the Hyperion.

Even though this little witch from Russia did not see the full view of the Hyperion, when facing a strange environment alone, the calmness shown by Irina Ivanovich was far more than that of Elena

All the children I have ever seen.

And in a similar situation, Irina is not the only one in this year's Hogwarts.

After gathering together a group of the top wizards and scholars in today's wizarding and scientific circles, and recalling a small number of outstanding graduates, there is no shortage of geniuses in today's Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Talent is not a problem here.

The most important factor...

If you only have talent, it is not worth the risk of admission to Hogwarts.

There are many little wizards with magical abilities in this world, but there are not many children who are eager to explore their potential, have strong will, and have clear goals.

Hogwarts, or rather the general environment in the British wizarding world is too stable.

If you want to rejuvenate the magical world, you need to continuously add catfish to the water, and Irina Ivanovich is undoubtedly the cutest little catfish.

"If there are any issues, we can discuss them later, don't be in a hurry. As for now, let me take a look... wands, books, instruments, wizard robes... there are a lot of things to buy today."

Elena glanced at the food reserves on Irina's chest with satisfaction and smiled slightly.

"Let's go, let's buy you a uniform first..."

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At the same time, a magical street is located in the center of Russia.

boom!

The air is filled with dust.

Channels of green and red light were flying in mid-air on the street. The asphalt stone street had just suffered a terrible attack. Countless wizards were screaming, pushing and surging out.

Gilderoy Lockhart dexterously waved his wand, directing the half-broken wooden door to float, blocking the oncoming curse beam. The crimson curse hit the broken wooden door with a bang.

Blast it into four or five pieces of different sizes.

Not far away, four or five goblin guards were lying in the ruins, unconscious.

On the street about ten meters away from Lockhart, dozens of wizards hidden behind hoods and masks laughed wildly, waving their wands wildly, and streaks of dark purple magic flames streaked through the air.

, hitting the surrounding streets, street lights, and shop doors.

"Who on earth are you! Stop! I will never allow..."

Gilderoy Lockhart waved his wand angrily, and streaks of blue light flew out from his wand, hitting the "evil wizards" and forcing them to defend themselves.

However, even so, the weak Lockhart continued to retreat.

"Fear! Tremble! The great Dark Lord has returned!"

Noticing that the power of Lockhart's spell began to weaken, the laughter of the black-robed men became more and more triumphant and sharp. They slowly began to approach like a cat playing with a mouse.

A green ball of smoke flew quickly upwards.

Then, in just a few seconds, it covered half of the city block - it was a huge skull, with a large python emerging from the skull's mouth, like a tongue.

Behind them, a cloud of black smoke gradually condensed into a human shape.

Following the voice of the man in black robe, a pale face first appeared in the air.

It was a ferocious and terrifying face that most wizards had never seen before. It was paler than a skull, with glowing red eyes. Below it were two slender nostrils like snakes. The only thing that was a little strange was that,

There seemed to be a trace of confusion on this face.

A cold and sharp voice said in the smoke.

"Who is summoning the great Dark Lord——"

At this moment, some of the people who were running away, pushing, and screaming suddenly stopped and turned slightly sideways to face the demonic figure that was making the sound.

The wands were pulled out from all directions, from under the cloak, from inside the sleeves, from the newspaper, from the belt... Every wand was pointed at the black figure in mid-air.

"Powerful explosion!" Dozens of voices roared at the same time.

Rumble——

The dazzling explosion light almost enveloped the entire neighborhood.

As if a strong wind swept through, countless burning red lights shot out from the wizards' wands, intertwined and collided with each other in mid-air, and burst out with deafening sounds.

"Damn it, it's an Auror from the Russian Ministry of Magic!"

Amidst the deafening roar, a loud-voiced man in black robes cursed loudly, and then, a series of popping sounds filled the air.

A few seconds later, more than thirty wizards descended from the sky and appeared on the block.

"Stop them!" an angry voice shouted, "stop them quickly! Don't let these damn bastards escape! I'm going to capture them all and feed them all to the dementors!"

However, as the dust disperses...

Among the empty, dilapidated streets and ruins, there was no trace of a man in black robe.

Only an ugly black gemstone ring was left, and not far above the ring, a cold wizard with a distorted face that kept twisting and gradually returning to human form.

In his slender fingers that looked like dead branches, a constantly trembling wand showed the anger in the heart of the most terrifying Dark Lord in the wizarding world so far.

"Voldemort - or... Tom Riddle?"

Among the group of wizards who arrived later, "Newt Scamander" stepped out of the crowd and looked at the young junior floating in the air, a trace of inconspicuous contempt flashing in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that it was really you who was causing trouble. It seems that the goblins are not all lying..."

Is this the so-called Horcrux... What a pathetic guy...

Voldemort's snake-like red pupils shrank violently, and he ignored the ministers of magic from various countries surrounding him. He slowly turned his head and looked with disgust at the old wizard not far away who dared to call him this name.

.

No one has ever dared to tease the great Voldemort like this - except Dumbledore.

The next moment, before anyone could recover, "Voldemort's Shadow" suddenly raised his arm without warning and clicked towards "Newt Scamander".

A green light shot from Voldemort's wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"It's really...nothing new or creative..."

"Newt Scamander" couldn't help but yawn, and looked at the oncoming green light with a calm face, without even moving his fingers, as if he had no intention of taking out his wand for protection.

The next second, a huge figure appeared in front of him, blocking the curse just right.

"Woof!?"

"Woof!"

"Woof!"

A terrifying giant beast with blue flames burning all over its body appeared on the street, with three ferocious heads shaking left and right, looking down at the dark "little one" in front of it.

call--

The six eyes of the three-headed hell dog turned, and it gently blew out a few puffs of flame-filled snort, breaking the strange tranquility.

"The rest is up to you, Lu Wei."

"Newt Scamander" didn't appreciate the ugliness of the Ministry of Magic officials who were scurrying away around him. He waved his hand and said casually.

"Don't let this guy get away-"

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