Chapter 132 For Whom the Bell Tolls

There was lightning and thunder in New York tonight. After 11 o'clock in the evening, many wizards came to the City Hall Garden in luxurious carriages drawn by thestrals or hippogriffs.

They wore carefully tailored robes with fine and complex dark patterns. A silver-white silk shirt with a satin tie, and a black velvet short coat.

The wizards' cuffs and lapels were adorned with silver jewelry. Some wizards wore monocles, and some wore exaggerated black top hats. Every wizard has a beautiful female companion with a beautiful appearance and graceful figure.

They looked at the wizard with loving eyes, and their slim waists were wrapped in the arms of their male companions.

"Muggles?" Dumbledore frowned. He realized that the wizard's female companions were ordinary people without magical powers. They seemed to have been given a love potion and were completely fascinated by the wizard next to them.

"Albus, it seems that the situation in the American wizarding world is more serious than we thought." Old Barty looked at the witch below and couldn't help but frown.

They were wearing floor-length skirts with diamond-studded skirts being dragged by two pale Muggle men. They hold the hem of their skirts tightly, lower their heads and follow their master quickly.

The witches raised their chins and compared the splendor of their new clothes with each other. The witch who was at a disadvantage yelled at her servant and gave the Muggle servant several loud slaps.

Each of these people moved calmly, in full style of a magical family. In fact, most of them are upstarts in the American wizarding world.

"I thought they were providing protection to poachers, but I didn't expect that they had begun to enslave Muggles to serve their own desires." Dumbledore said with anger in his eyes, "Muggles have the same dignity as us, they are not our servants."

"Albus, do you know why Grindelwald came to the United States in the first place?" Mad-Eye Moody looked down and secretly noted the location of the enemy.

"Although Grindelwald wants to overturn the International Statute of Secrecy, many of his ideas actually come from the American wizarding world, such as the "Free Honor Act."

"Most of the ancestors of these wizards are despicable and ambitious people who cannot survive in Europe. They preach freedom in order to break the chains of the law, allowing them to unscrupulously seize wealth through Muggles. Land, manors, jewelry... everything. They all get it."

Old Batty nodded. He had heard about this while working in the International Exchange Department over the years. American wizards usually own huge estates, and in those lands where Muggles are prohibited from entering, games of wizards hunting Muggles are often played.

They play a god-like role in their own territory. If you look at the number of missing people on this continent every year, you will know that they are just the tip of the evil iceberg.

Dumbledore had never been so angry. He tried hard to control his anger and said in a deep voice: "Power is not the same as right! I must warn those wizards who abuse magic and trample on the dignity of others. Their actions will be punished!"

His tone was firm and powerful, and Moody and Old Barty had no doubt about the white wizard's will and strength.

It's a pity that such actions only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Looking at the wizards participating in the auction, they are almost the backbone of the entire MACUSA. The parents of these people even fought alongside them.

The Magical Congress of the United States of America became independent by rebelling against the British Ministry of Magic. They have a strange feeling for the British magical world, and no one can uproot the flower of evil here.

The midnight bell rang in the thunderstorm, and masked wizards sat in the luxurious auction hall and started bidding.

"No one is an island, no one is safe..."

"Rogg, when do we take action?" Delis looked at the brightly lit building in the distance and curiously looked at Rogge who was reciting a poem.

"Waiting for the principal's action." Rogge smiled. The bells in the storm were very suitable for Donne's poem: "Don't ask for whom the bell tolls, the bell tolls for you."

boom!

There was a sudden loud noise in the municipal garden, followed by the screams of various magical creatures.

Just now, the first item in the auction, the Moon Crazy Beast, failed to sell. The wizard in charge of the auction, Sackler, tortured and killed the magical creature in front of everyone. Blood and screams, death and laughter mixed into the most poisonous potion, causing Newt to go berserk on the spot.

As soon as he moved his hand, many wizards covered in black appeared around him. A dozen magic wands were pointed at them, telling them to move forward obediently.

"Gentlemen and ladies, please don't panic!" Sackler threw away the body of Moon Chi Beast and washed the blood on his hands with clear water like a spring.

"We have three uninvited guests tonight. Please allow me to introduce them to you." Sackler pointed to the backstage, where Newt and Professor McGonagall were coerced to come up.

"They are from the UK. They are Mr. Newt Scamander, the master of magical beasts; Ms. Minerva McGonagall, the vice-principal of Hogwarts and the master of transfiguration, and a little wizard named Rogge..." Sa Koehler was stunned, why were there only two people.

"Albus, do you want to take action?" Old Barty looked down, and Moody quickly grabbed him.

"There are many mysterious wizards around!" Moody's magic eye penetrated the heavy rain and found that the entire hall was surrounded by these people. "They are setting up anti-Apparition spells."

"Oh, it seems that our little wizard escaped cleverly." Sackler's words caused a burst of laughter, and he continued: "But we can continue..."

"Who said I escaped!"

Everyone turned to look and saw a white shadow flashing past their eyes. Rogge used the wings of Daedalus and flashed into the hall. He flashed back and forth on the stage, and the dark wizard couldn't see him clearly, and he was all turned to stone one after another.

"Gentlemen and ladies." Rogge knocked down Sackler with one punch and shouted to the wizard in the hall: "Don't get excited, because you are surrounded."

The next second, Delux led the Aurors into the auction hall. The appearance of more than seventy Aurors caused a commotion. The faces of the wizards were unpredictable, some were scared, some were angry.

Newt looked at them and went to the back to rescue the magical creatures. Professor McGonagall took back her wand and looked at the wizard below warily.

"Who are you?" A voice sounded in the din.

Rogge looked at Delis, such a question was suitable for him to answer. Delis nodded and took over the stage from Rogge.

"Everyone, we are the Aurors of the Department of Law Enforcement of the British Ministry of Magic. I am Senior Auror John Durx, and I am also the team leader of this operation." He cleared his throat and glanced at everyone with extremely aggressive eyes.

"According to the tip, you are suspected of illegally selling endangered magical creatures and seriously violating the Magical Creatures Protection Act. Now everyone, please stay calm and cooperate with the investigation as required, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Delis's voice was loud and powerful, and his words were majestic, but objections soon came from the crowd.

"Why! Why can your British Ministry of Magic control us?"

"This is America and we have MACUSA!"

"Yes! They have no law enforcement power!"

"Drive them away! Drive them away!"

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"Quiet! Quiet!" Delis's voice did not stop the chaos. Many wizards took the opportunity to use apparation, but found that it did not work.

Try it for a while every day and see