Chapter 665 The official attack
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Rui Chen 3499
Sato ambushed at the height of a dilapidated building, and said to the crescent moon pendant in his hand: "Colleagues, please trouble you...report your current progress."
The venue of the International Federation of Wizards, subject to the limitations of the secrecy law, can only be located in a dilapidated building complex.
This medieval-style building complex is full of broken walls, and only the most central building, the venue building, has been meticulously repaired by wizards.
"All the wizards on Street No. [-] have left and are using anti-Apparition magic and protective magic." A rich male voice came from the crescent moon pendant.
"All the wizards on the second street have left, and they are casting anti-apparition magic and protective magic." A male voice sounded.
"Third Street..."
"Fourth Street..."
……
Sato exhaled lightly, took the parchment on the table, and crossed out numbers one after another.
"Have all those idlers left? Is it possible to carry out an ambush? How long has it been?" Smith's voice was full of impatience.
Sato immediately replied: "Most wizards have already left, and we still have 15 minutes to ambush..."
"As long as it takes more than 15 minutes, those Aurors who are responsible for maintaining the venue will come here to re-strengthen the surrounding magic."
"We can't be exposed yet, we must use this time carefully, if those Aurors come over, we need to retreat as soon as possible!"
"Isn't 15 minutes enough?" Smith stood up and said while exercising his muscles, "Hurry up! Let those 'wizard killers' move!"
"The two wizards left Dumbledore and the others, do you need to do something?" A voice came from the meniscus pendant.
"Don't! Don't startle the snake!" Sato said immediately, then waved his wand, and it floated downstairs like a piece of paper.
Waving the wand again, the door on the first floor burst open, and one figure after another came out of it.
These figures are all dressed up as Muggles, their faces are pale and there is no trace of blood, and their bodies are as stiff as puppets.
However, their speed was extremely fast, and they rushed out a large area in an instant.
Although their speed was fast, they didn't make much noise, quietly like ghosts floating around.
"Dumbledore appeared on Fifth Street, do you need to act immediately?" Another voice came from the meniscus pendant.
Sato said: "Please come to Smith Sang to gather, and Smith Sang will explain the next order."
After leaving these words, he rushed out instead, following behind the group of "wizard killers", occasionally waving his wand to guide them in their direction.
He would sigh while running, "Dumbledore Sang, it's because you are too scary that you have to be treated like this..."
"It's really hard to imagine what will happen if a wizard encounters so many 'wizard killers'..."
Before he knew it, a scene had emerged in Sato's mind - Dumbledore was besieged by countless "wizard killers", and finally turned into a pile of fragments.
Only the old wand, which has been handed down to this day, still exudes a strange light, and finally fell into his hand.
pat...
Sato suddenly felt a pain in his toes, because he tripped over a raised stone, flew out a few meters away, and fell solidly into the mud.
"Yeah Barry... Scourgify... Healed like new (Episkey)..."
He didn't feel embarrassed at all about falling. He stood up and very calmly used healing magic to heal the wound on his lip and used the descaling spell to remove the dirt from his robe.
"Sure enough, I can't get too complacent. After all, I haven't achieved real success. I haven't reached the final goal. I have to be careful!"
For some unknown reason, the image of a tall man suddenly appeared in his head, and that white windbreaker would even appear in his nightmares.
"There is also that guy who needs to be considered...that guy is not easy to deal with! We must think of a perfect strategy, at least let Voldemort-san hold him back!"
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"Hiss!" Dumbledore suddenly felt like he was in danger.
Although he didn't hear any sound, just to be on the safe side, he applied a solid magical energy field around Babajid Akinbad and the two young men.
After finishing all this, he stroked his beard and touched the jade between the beard, and then let out a breath, and tightly held the Elder Wand in his hand.
"President Dumbledore, what happened?" Babajid Akinbad asked eagerly, desperately patting the magical energy field that trapped him.
From the return of the two young people to Dumbledore casting the magical energy field, the time that happened was too short.
He didn't realize it for a while, and he had lost the chance to help Dumbledore.
"It seems there will be some danger..." Dumbledore smiled slightly and grabbed a handful of dust from the ground.
The tip of the wand in his left hand erupted with light, and when the dust was falling, it actually gathered into a sharp silver blade.
Babajid Akinbad suddenly widened his eyes, and even in the magic energy field, he could feel the violent fluctuation of magic power from Dumbledore.
Dumbledore held a sharp blade in his hand and pulled out an extremely gorgeous sword flower, his expression became extremely serious and angry.
"Secretary Akinbad, what exactly is President Dumbledore planning to do?" The two young men suddenly widened their eyes, full of doubts.
"I don't know either..." Babajid Akinbad shook his head, "But he doesn't want us to take risks..."
"There's something there!" One of the young men stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
In the fragments of the ruined wall in the distance, there appeared one after another swiftly attacking figures.
In just a few breaths, they could already see the specific faces of these figures.
"Are they all Muggles?" Another young man took a step back, his lips turned pale, "Why are they so fast?"
"I'm afraid it's not a Muggle!" Babajid Akinbad clenched his wand tightly, "Muggles can't reach such a speed!"
"Those people... there are also problems with the appearance of things, like corpses... living people will not have such pale faces, and will not make such unreasonable movements!"
"If you want to use my experience to make a judgment...these are probably Yin corpses! Only Yin corpses are more in line with the current state of those things."
"What's the situation? How could there be so many dark corpses cultivated by dark wizards? Those high-level Muggles haven't reported anything like this recently!"
The venue of the International Federation of Wizards, subject to the limitations of the secrecy law, can only be located in a dilapidated building complex.
This medieval-style building complex is full of broken walls, and only the most central building, the venue building, has been meticulously repaired by wizards.
"All the wizards on Street No. [-] have left and are using anti-Apparition magic and protective magic." A rich male voice came from the crescent moon pendant.
"All the wizards on the second street have left, and they are casting anti-apparition magic and protective magic." A male voice sounded.
"Third Street..."
"Fourth Street..."
……
Sato exhaled lightly, took the parchment on the table, and crossed out numbers one after another.
"Have all those idlers left? Is it possible to carry out an ambush? How long has it been?" Smith's voice was full of impatience.
Sato immediately replied: "Most wizards have already left, and we still have 15 minutes to ambush..."
"As long as it takes more than 15 minutes, those Aurors who are responsible for maintaining the venue will come here to re-strengthen the surrounding magic."
"We can't be exposed yet, we must use this time carefully, if those Aurors come over, we need to retreat as soon as possible!"
"Isn't 15 minutes enough?" Smith stood up and said while exercising his muscles, "Hurry up! Let those 'wizard killers' move!"
"The two wizards left Dumbledore and the others, do you need to do something?" A voice came from the meniscus pendant.
"Don't! Don't startle the snake!" Sato said immediately, then waved his wand, and it floated downstairs like a piece of paper.
Waving the wand again, the door on the first floor burst open, and one figure after another came out of it.
These figures are all dressed up as Muggles, their faces are pale and there is no trace of blood, and their bodies are as stiff as puppets.
However, their speed was extremely fast, and they rushed out a large area in an instant.
Although their speed was fast, they didn't make much noise, quietly like ghosts floating around.
"Dumbledore appeared on Fifth Street, do you need to act immediately?" Another voice came from the meniscus pendant.
Sato said: "Please come to Smith Sang to gather, and Smith Sang will explain the next order."
After leaving these words, he rushed out instead, following behind the group of "wizard killers", occasionally waving his wand to guide them in their direction.
He would sigh while running, "Dumbledore Sang, it's because you are too scary that you have to be treated like this..."
"It's really hard to imagine what will happen if a wizard encounters so many 'wizard killers'..."
Before he knew it, a scene had emerged in Sato's mind - Dumbledore was besieged by countless "wizard killers", and finally turned into a pile of fragments.
Only the old wand, which has been handed down to this day, still exudes a strange light, and finally fell into his hand.
pat...
Sato suddenly felt a pain in his toes, because he tripped over a raised stone, flew out a few meters away, and fell solidly into the mud.
"Yeah Barry... Scourgify... Healed like new (Episkey)..."
He didn't feel embarrassed at all about falling. He stood up and very calmly used healing magic to heal the wound on his lip and used the descaling spell to remove the dirt from his robe.
"Sure enough, I can't get too complacent. After all, I haven't achieved real success. I haven't reached the final goal. I have to be careful!"
For some unknown reason, the image of a tall man suddenly appeared in his head, and that white windbreaker would even appear in his nightmares.
"There is also that guy who needs to be considered...that guy is not easy to deal with! We must think of a perfect strategy, at least let Voldemort-san hold him back!"
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"Hiss!" Dumbledore suddenly felt like he was in danger.
Although he didn't hear any sound, just to be on the safe side, he applied a solid magical energy field around Babajid Akinbad and the two young men.
After finishing all this, he stroked his beard and touched the jade between the beard, and then let out a breath, and tightly held the Elder Wand in his hand.
"President Dumbledore, what happened?" Babajid Akinbad asked eagerly, desperately patting the magical energy field that trapped him.
From the return of the two young people to Dumbledore casting the magical energy field, the time that happened was too short.
He didn't realize it for a while, and he had lost the chance to help Dumbledore.
"It seems there will be some danger..." Dumbledore smiled slightly and grabbed a handful of dust from the ground.
The tip of the wand in his left hand erupted with light, and when the dust was falling, it actually gathered into a sharp silver blade.
Babajid Akinbad suddenly widened his eyes, and even in the magic energy field, he could feel the violent fluctuation of magic power from Dumbledore.
Dumbledore held a sharp blade in his hand and pulled out an extremely gorgeous sword flower, his expression became extremely serious and angry.
"Secretary Akinbad, what exactly is President Dumbledore planning to do?" The two young men suddenly widened their eyes, full of doubts.
"I don't know either..." Babajid Akinbad shook his head, "But he doesn't want us to take risks..."
"There's something there!" One of the young men stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
In the fragments of the ruined wall in the distance, there appeared one after another swiftly attacking figures.
In just a few breaths, they could already see the specific faces of these figures.
"Are they all Muggles?" Another young man took a step back, his lips turned pale, "Why are they so fast?"
"I'm afraid it's not a Muggle!" Babajid Akinbad clenched his wand tightly, "Muggles can't reach such a speed!"
"Those people... there are also problems with the appearance of things, like corpses... living people will not have such pale faces, and will not make such unreasonable movements!"
"If you want to use my experience to make a judgment...these are probably Yin corpses! Only Yin corpses are more in line with the current state of those things."
"What's the situation? How could there be so many dark corpses cultivated by dark wizards? Those high-level Muggles haven't reported anything like this recently!"
