Chapter 552 When Voldemort and Grindelwald Alliance

"For the greater good!"

Such golden words appear on the surface of Ilvermorny College Castle in the United States from day to night.

Every student in Ilvermorny can see the same sentence as long as he raises his head.

This is the philosophy of the leader Grindelwald.

It is also the common goal of the Saints organization:

For...the greater good!

What is the greater good?

Suppress the goblins? Rule America? Develop new magic?

These may or may not be true.

Because this is only a small part.

So what exactly is the greater good?

The leader Grindelwald made it clear: there is only one greater good.

That's the wizard's interest.

For saints, everything in the world does not have the interests of wizards, and their rights and interests are great.

As a wizard, of course, you must protect the interests of wizards and make them inviolable.

Wizards supreme!

This is a thought shared by all saints, including reserve saints.

The so-called suppression of goblins, development of magic, etc. are just various means to safeguard the interests of wizards.

The goal of everything is to bring the wizard back to his peak period, or even surpass his peak period.

Let all races in the world respect wizards again.

This makes them very proud and takes it as truth.

Moreover, through this concept, most of the wizarding forces in the United States have surrendered to the saints.

The reason is simple, everyone is a wizard, and who would refuse something that is good for them.

Especially for pure-blood wizards, this concept is close to their hearts.

At this moment, it was night, and the bright moonlight fell on the school like flowing water.

The slight chirping of cicadas seems to reveal that silence is the theme at this moment.

However, from a distance, the center of the castle is brightly lit.

The sometimes soft and sometimes fierce piano dance music seems to indicate that a grand dance is taking place.

"Beautiful and elegant Ms. Nicole, may I ask you to dance?"

"Of course, I would love to have Mr. Cassirer's invitation."

"..."

In the bright and gorgeous hall, the men wore black tuxedos with white bow ties, while the women mostly wore fringed dresses decorated with gorgeous flowers and beads.

Under the guidance of beautiful and fast-paced music, the wizards and witches danced complex dance steps, showing their elegance and skills.

They were dancing and whispering. What did they seem to be communicating?

"Mr. Cassirer, have you heard the news from the Magic Congress?" Nicole whispered, "What do the Danvers family think?"

After Cassil heard this, he was silent for a moment, and then he put his hand on the other person's slender waist.

He took Nicole a few steps forward, turned around, and then said, "Nicole, it's not wise to talk about this here."

Yes, this woman is beautiful, but she has no palace in her heart and cannot hide things.

Just a vase!

After Nicole heard this, she seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, so she immediately changed the subject and said, "Mr. Cassirer, do you know about the mysterious Dark Lord over in the UK?"

"A French pen pal of mine wrote to me that the current ruler of France is a mysterious man."

"The situation in France is not good now."

"Really?" Cassirer asked, "Are you sure the news is true?"

"Of course, the Danvers family should have received the news a long time ago!" Nicole said with an affirmative tone.

Cassirer Danvers was silent, as if acquiescing to what the other party said.

Nicole and Cassil took a few steps forward together with elegant steps, and then continued with interest: "It is said that the mysterious man suffered a lot at the hands of Principal Lockhart. "

"Now the mysterious person is constantly spreading news in France and slandering Professor Lockhart."

"Not only is he said to be a dark wizard, but he is also said to have killed people and played with souls. He is the most evil dark wizard in the world."

"What's more, they say that Lockhart is not from this world, but a dark wizard who has invaded our world. He calls on all wizards to besiege Lockhart."

"Cassir, what do you think of these messages?"

Nicole asked curiously. To be honest, the first time she read such a rumor from a book friend's letter, she couldn't help but feel speechless.

How many wizards would believe such rumors?

Lockhart, the founder of meditation and the leader of a new era of wizards, has a high reputation around the world.

As for Voldemort, the mysterious man, with his embarrassing reputation, it would be a problem to believe him.

Such rumors are still spreading so widely, which is simply rubbing the wizard's IQ under his feet.

It is said that rumors stop only among the wise. It seems that there are very few smart people in France. No wonder they are so easily suppressed by Voldemort.

Nicole complained silently in her heart, and then stared at the pure-blood wizard in front of her.

As a mixed-blood, she was quite envious of pure-bloods from the bottom of her heart. She wanted to take this opportunity to see how pure-bloods viewed such things.

Looking at Nicole's delicate face, her big green eyes looked at her longingly.

Even though he knew that the other party was a bit big-hearted and brainless, Cassil was still heartbroken.

"Sorry, Nicole, this is also the first time I have heard such news. We will discuss it after we return to the family and tell you again."

Hearing Cassil's perfunctory attitude, Nicole was instantly angry.

After asking several questions in a row, I found that the other party was still hesitant and perfunctory, like an old fox unwilling to reveal his true intentions.

Nicole's originally high emotions suddenly subsided. After dancing for a while, she turned around and left to find a new wizard to dance and communicate with.

There has been some unrest in the wizarding world around the world recently, and turmoil has occurred in the UK, Germany, France, and the United States where I am located.

She wanted to be safe and live for a long time, and as a beautiful woman, she naturally had to use her advantages to get more information.

Well, if you can catch a golden son-in-law and join a pure-blood family, it will be much safer.

Watching Nicole leave, Cassirer had a look of regret on his face.

I have to say that although Nicole is a bit big-breasted and brainless, she is indeed a stunner.

It's a pity that the information she asked involves family secrets, otherwise we can just chat and have some fun.

Yes, something happened in France. I went to the four families and received the news, and they are paying close attention to it later.

After all, Voldemort is one of the top powers in the wizarding world, and he seems to be in an alliance with Lord Grindelwald, who he currently follows.

How could they not pay attention.

Especially Lockhart's actions, the common enemy of Lord and Voldemort.

They are also collecting information about Lockhart.

After repeated discussions, their family naturally decided...

"Hello, I am Cassirer Danvers, from the Danvers family." Seeing a familiar face, Cassirer quickly came up

"Mr. Cassirer, welcome to Ilvermorny." A voice sounded, calm but polite.

"It is an honor for me to come to Ilvermorny and attend the Saints' Dinner." Cassirer Danvers said with a smile on his face.

He didn't seem to be dissatisfied with the other party's dull expression.

"Danny, our family has received news that the Magic Congress has made some big moves recently."

"Is there any specific news from the Saints?"

"Do you need help from our Danforth family to investigate?" Cassirer said with a smile.

After Wizard Danny heard it, he didn't feel unhappy because of the other person's deliberately affectionate address. Instead, he took a deep look at it.

He said calmly and confidently: "Thank you Mr. Cassil for your kindness, but we are fully prepared."

“Of course, we welcome friends of the Saints to witness with us.”

After Cassirer heard this, he did not give a clear answer directly, but laughed and said: "Of course, of course, our Danvers family has always been the best friends of the Saints."

Then, he started to change the topic: "When will Lord Grindelwald arrive? Our Danvers family has prepared a generous gift for Lord Grindelwald."

This time, he mainly looked at Grindelwald.

In other words, this is the purpose of most wizard leaders and pure-blood families.

Because rumors are flying everywhere now.

It was said that Grindelwald was seriously injured, and there were even rumors that Grindelwald had died once but was resurrected by luck.

This worries many wizards who stand in the Saints' camp. Many of them put their lives, fortunes, and futures on the Saints.

They even basically handed over the heads of the elite wizards or elite goblins of the Magic Congress!

"Rumors stop with the wise, Cassirer." Danny said still calmly, his calm tone mixed with a hint of sarcasm and disdain.

He had heard the rumors outside, but he had confidence in his leader and saw with his own eyes that his leader was as unfathomable as usual, and even seemed to be vaguely more powerful.

Therefore, it is just an outside conspiracy to disrupt the morale of the military!

Knowing that he cannot defeat the leader, he can only use such unsavory methods to disturb the morale of the army.

Cassirer on the opposite side seemed to hear the confidence in Danny's tone, but with the lives of his family behind him, he would not make a decision just because of the other person's words.

He had no choice but to laugh and echo: "Yes, I don't know which wizard with a wet brain spread the rumor. Those third-rate wizard idiots will never be able to imagine the greatness of the leader."

After Danny heard it, he nodded slightly, as if in agreement, and just opened his mouth to say something.

Suddenly, Danny turned his head suddenly, and a familiar figure appeared, and his eyes instantly turned into a look of fanaticism.

"Lord Grindelwald."

"leader."

"..."

The moment Grindelwald appeared, voices of enthusiasm, respect, awe, and even fear rang out.

At this moment, Grindelwald, wearing a dark purple wizard robe, stood on a high platform, looking calmly at the wizards below.

"Dear wizards, welcome to this dinner to witness history."

Grindelwald said meaningfully.

Witness history!

What's the meaning?

In an instant, most of the wizards attending the dinner looked puzzled, whispering to each other.

It seems like something big is going to happen today.

Standing on a high platform, Grindelwald could see everyone's surprised and confused expressions at a glance.

However, he didn't care and said calmly: "I believe you have heard a lot of rumors recently."

"It is said that rumors stop only among the wise, but smart people are always in the minority, let alone wise people."

"However, I have confidence in the saints and I have confidence in everyone."

Speaking of this, Grindelwald spread his breath consciously.

Suddenly, most of the wizards present felt a huge coercion enveloping them, making it very difficult to breathe.

This made them frightened, but also filled their hearts with secret joy.

It's good that Lord Grindelwald is fine.

The price they paid before and the resources they invested will not be in vain.

Sensing the emotional changes in most wizards' hearts, Grindelwald nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction.

To be honest, the most important thing to avoid in war is losing confidence.

That's why MACCA spreads the word.

What he has to do now is to regain confidence and keep everyone in a better attitude for the decisive battle.

However, war is not about mentality, the most important thing is strength.

Thinking of this, Grindelwald's lips curled up.

"Next, let me tell you some good news."

"We have an ally here. I believe everyone is familiar with this ally."

As he spoke, Grindelwald waved his hand slightly, and a huge circular optical fiber suddenly enveloped the edge of the high platform.

A running figure wearing dark green wizard clothes appeared in front of everyone.

His face, approaching middle age, revealed his maturity. When he looked at the wizards below, his eyes were deep and cold, making people shudder.

The blood-red cloak behind him fluttered in the breeze, carrying a dark, gloomy, and desperate aura, making people feel worthy of being the Dark Lord.

"Our enemy is not weak." Grindelwald said in confident and inflammatory language: "But we are stronger."

"Although Dumbledore and the King of Goblins have joined forces, we are no less powerful than the upper level."

"There is no need to worry or doubt at all. As long as we are here, you can fight boldly and safely."

"Your victory will create new history."

"The future is in your hands, in the wand in your hand."

"Now, tell me, do you have confidence in the next duel?"

Hear Grindelwald's inflammatory words.

A large number of wizards below shouted: "Have confidence, have confidence."

"Defeat the Magical Congress and expel the goblins!"

"..."

The shouts rang out, causing Voldemort on the side to narrow his eyes.

My own Death Eaters didn't seem so excited, but it didn't matter.