Chapter 270 The destruction of the North American Witch Party!
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Vincent is now very thankful that he has only seen one movie.
Otherwise, after seeing Voldemort's strength in the decisive battle, he might become a master of life just like him.
"Teacher, have you seen another future?"
Grindelwald shook his head slightly, "I just see that what you're going to do in the future perfectly matches what Albus and I originally thought."
Since it was the beginning, it wasn't wizards who ruled Muggles.
As long as the fear caused by the unknown is not resolved, the next war will always break out between the two sides.
Repealing the International Act of Wizarding Secrecy is certain, but this is a hell of a copy.
Europe alone is enough of a headache, and the combination of America, Africa, Asia, and Australia is as difficult as the third brother's success.
Infiltrate, lurk, spy...
After dinner, Vincent had a general direction.
Grindelwald originally formed an army, intending to use absolute force to break the "Secrecy Act".
After that, he was too impatient, exposing the risk of deterring the stability of the magic world.
After failing to run for the president of the International Federation of Wizards, the only way to provoke a war was to fully expose the situation.
So what about developing the army on the bright side into high-ranking officials hiding in the dark of the magic governments of various countries?
Just sing your own votes, this is something that even Mei Xizong failed to achieve.
The general direction is in place, and the most important thing at present is to cast spells without a staff.
Grindelwald didn't add a weapon, and the white figure was still in the same state as before.
Even so, Vincent passed out after being hit a few more times.
Such a day lasted for seven days.
……
……
America on the other side of the Atlantic.
After extensive searching, the Aurors found only a few hairs.
And the Wuzi Party has gained a lot.
With the help of a special team sent by the SAS, an abandoned base in the sewers of New York was discovered.
The reason that can be found is quite absurd, it is actually because of a few homeless men half a year ago.
They witnessed Victor go into a dead end and never come out again.
Brand, who is good at digging details, directly removed the wall and found a sign of the Deathly Hallows.
Now there are Aurors inside and outside the base, and Bradley went in to search for it himself.
When Randolph came over, it was basically emptied out.
"how is the situation?"
"Mr. Chairman, I can confirm that the vampire has been here not long ago."
Bradley squatted down, looking at the footprints on the carpet that had been restored with the Restorative Charm.
"Although he had dusted it back, the finishing touches exposed him and a woman."
Perhaps because the probability of being discovered here is very low, Victor left after cleaning up the blood and wine glasses.
"Ma'am?" Randolph looked down and saw several women's high heels.
The most likely one is Vida Rozier, who is closely monitored in France.
If this senior member of the voodoo party who is still unmarried, if he is not the heir of the French Rozier family, he is afraid that he will live in hiding like Victor.
"Minister Russell once said that she left France for a short time, is the timing correct?"
"Exactly the same." Bradley felt a little ashamed on his face, "Mr. Chairman, I actually found out that the Muggle special forces called by Mr. Wayne are here."
Randolph was a little surprised, "Is the job done?"
"It's all right. Although Mr. Wayne didn't say anything, I can feel that he is a little dissatisfied."
The Aurors have been tracking the Witch Party for half a century, and a group of Muggle special forces members actually found the trace.
Erasing the memory afterwards would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
"We rely too much on magic." Randolph had to admit the saving grace of Muggles.
This meticulousness cannot be compensated by experience.
Of course the Aurors had looked underground, but cast the Muggle Repelling Curse as soon as they appeared.
Let go of witnesses, or three times.
"They're like cockroaches, one means there are an infinite number."
Bradley frowned deeply, "Mr. Chairman, we can use this opportunity to thoroughly search the entire North America."
"You think they have other purposes?"
"You know that Vincent has cooperated with our office. If it goes well, we can save one-third of our energy."
All coastal cities in the entire Pacific region have to face the threat of Furacan coming out to dissipate heat.
A sniper rifle reforged by alchemy, plus a bullet engraved with a magic circuit, may only need a senior Auror to be on call in the future.
These saved staffing must find other things to do.
"Either threaten Lord Dumbledore, or make it difficult for us."
According to Victor's personality, there is indeed a high probability that this idea will be.
Randolph didn't stay silent for too long, "Leave a part for defense, and the rest go outside."
A scrappy Bradley strode out of the base.
More than half a century has passed, and finally we can see a glimmer of the dawn of the downfall of the voodoo party.
……
……
Victor, who was outside Nurmengard Castle, was in despair at this moment.
"Mr. Brad, don't you like this taste?"
Victor's thin lips quivered a little.
The plate of spaghetti with bright red sauce in front of him was cooked by Vincent himself.
At that time, he was careless and didn't expect to be retaliated, so he casually said that he likes red food.
Coincidentally, the Mithril Suitcase has Chili Peppers that imbue it with a Freshness Charm.
It is shaped much like an eggplant and does not exceed 6 cm in length.
It's called Habanero pepper, and it has a spiciness ranging from 35 to [-].
Vincent is still a human being, at least he has diluted the sauce.
Victor rolled up half a plate of spaghetti with a fork and put it in his mouth quite gracefully.
Spicy is really spicy, but not as spicy as imagined.
Just when he was planning to arrange eel jelly tomorrow, Vincent took out a small red bottle with a smile.
Even through the red cap, he felt that his nose was very uncomfortable.
"Mr. Brad, would you like some more sauce?"
Victor rolled up the remaining half plate of pasta without saying a word.
This speed is much faster than the white human figure made by magic on the top floor.
Vincent shivered inexplicably.
In seven days, he was finally able to barely keep up with the reaction.
It's a pity that after so many days, he has never been able to use magic in danger.
The progress of the wandless spellcasting stalled, and Grindelwald let him out to get some fresh air.
"Mr. Brad, don't you plan to go back to America?"
"Our base has been discovered." Victor's expression was slightly helpless.
"Your father called some Muggle special forces and found one hidden in the sewers."
"You can feel it so far away?"
"I'm still arrogant. I only deployed remote monitoring magic, but not related anti-invasion magic."
……
……
Otherwise, after seeing Voldemort's strength in the decisive battle, he might become a master of life just like him.
"Teacher, have you seen another future?"
Grindelwald shook his head slightly, "I just see that what you're going to do in the future perfectly matches what Albus and I originally thought."
Since it was the beginning, it wasn't wizards who ruled Muggles.
As long as the fear caused by the unknown is not resolved, the next war will always break out between the two sides.
Repealing the International Act of Wizarding Secrecy is certain, but this is a hell of a copy.
Europe alone is enough of a headache, and the combination of America, Africa, Asia, and Australia is as difficult as the third brother's success.
Infiltrate, lurk, spy...
After dinner, Vincent had a general direction.
Grindelwald originally formed an army, intending to use absolute force to break the "Secrecy Act".
After that, he was too impatient, exposing the risk of deterring the stability of the magic world.
After failing to run for the president of the International Federation of Wizards, the only way to provoke a war was to fully expose the situation.
So what about developing the army on the bright side into high-ranking officials hiding in the dark of the magic governments of various countries?
Just sing your own votes, this is something that even Mei Xizong failed to achieve.
The general direction is in place, and the most important thing at present is to cast spells without a staff.
Grindelwald didn't add a weapon, and the white figure was still in the same state as before.
Even so, Vincent passed out after being hit a few more times.
Such a day lasted for seven days.
……
……
America on the other side of the Atlantic.
After extensive searching, the Aurors found only a few hairs.
And the Wuzi Party has gained a lot.
With the help of a special team sent by the SAS, an abandoned base in the sewers of New York was discovered.
The reason that can be found is quite absurd, it is actually because of a few homeless men half a year ago.
They witnessed Victor go into a dead end and never come out again.
Brand, who is good at digging details, directly removed the wall and found a sign of the Deathly Hallows.
Now there are Aurors inside and outside the base, and Bradley went in to search for it himself.
When Randolph came over, it was basically emptied out.
"how is the situation?"
"Mr. Chairman, I can confirm that the vampire has been here not long ago."
Bradley squatted down, looking at the footprints on the carpet that had been restored with the Restorative Charm.
"Although he had dusted it back, the finishing touches exposed him and a woman."
Perhaps because the probability of being discovered here is very low, Victor left after cleaning up the blood and wine glasses.
"Ma'am?" Randolph looked down and saw several women's high heels.
The most likely one is Vida Rozier, who is closely monitored in France.
If this senior member of the voodoo party who is still unmarried, if he is not the heir of the French Rozier family, he is afraid that he will live in hiding like Victor.
"Minister Russell once said that she left France for a short time, is the timing correct?"
"Exactly the same." Bradley felt a little ashamed on his face, "Mr. Chairman, I actually found out that the Muggle special forces called by Mr. Wayne are here."
Randolph was a little surprised, "Is the job done?"
"It's all right. Although Mr. Wayne didn't say anything, I can feel that he is a little dissatisfied."
The Aurors have been tracking the Witch Party for half a century, and a group of Muggle special forces members actually found the trace.
Erasing the memory afterwards would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
"We rely too much on magic." Randolph had to admit the saving grace of Muggles.
This meticulousness cannot be compensated by experience.
Of course the Aurors had looked underground, but cast the Muggle Repelling Curse as soon as they appeared.
Let go of witnesses, or three times.
"They're like cockroaches, one means there are an infinite number."
Bradley frowned deeply, "Mr. Chairman, we can use this opportunity to thoroughly search the entire North America."
"You think they have other purposes?"
"You know that Vincent has cooperated with our office. If it goes well, we can save one-third of our energy."
All coastal cities in the entire Pacific region have to face the threat of Furacan coming out to dissipate heat.
A sniper rifle reforged by alchemy, plus a bullet engraved with a magic circuit, may only need a senior Auror to be on call in the future.
These saved staffing must find other things to do.
"Either threaten Lord Dumbledore, or make it difficult for us."
According to Victor's personality, there is indeed a high probability that this idea will be.
Randolph didn't stay silent for too long, "Leave a part for defense, and the rest go outside."
A scrappy Bradley strode out of the base.
More than half a century has passed, and finally we can see a glimmer of the dawn of the downfall of the voodoo party.
……
……
Victor, who was outside Nurmengard Castle, was in despair at this moment.
"Mr. Brad, don't you like this taste?"
Victor's thin lips quivered a little.
The plate of spaghetti with bright red sauce in front of him was cooked by Vincent himself.
At that time, he was careless and didn't expect to be retaliated, so he casually said that he likes red food.
Coincidentally, the Mithril Suitcase has Chili Peppers that imbue it with a Freshness Charm.
It is shaped much like an eggplant and does not exceed 6 cm in length.
It's called Habanero pepper, and it has a spiciness ranging from 35 to [-].
Vincent is still a human being, at least he has diluted the sauce.
Victor rolled up half a plate of spaghetti with a fork and put it in his mouth quite gracefully.
Spicy is really spicy, but not as spicy as imagined.
Just when he was planning to arrange eel jelly tomorrow, Vincent took out a small red bottle with a smile.
Even through the red cap, he felt that his nose was very uncomfortable.
"Mr. Brad, would you like some more sauce?"
Victor rolled up the remaining half plate of pasta without saying a word.
This speed is much faster than the white human figure made by magic on the top floor.
Vincent shivered inexplicably.
In seven days, he was finally able to barely keep up with the reaction.
It's a pity that after so many days, he has never been able to use magic in danger.
The progress of the wandless spellcasting stalled, and Grindelwald let him out to get some fresh air.
"Mr. Brad, don't you plan to go back to America?"
"Our base has been discovered." Victor's expression was slightly helpless.
"Your father called some Muggle special forces and found one hidden in the sewers."
"You can feel it so far away?"
"I'm still arrogant. I only deployed remote monitoring magic, but not related anti-invasion magic."
……
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