Chapter 1662: ?change of weather

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight entered the Speaker's Office, the figure sitting on the chair like a red-eyed zombie moved.

Overnight, the magical world in the United States seemed to change. Various accidents occurred all over the country, and the mark of Grindelwald's death was floating in the sky of every state.

The secrets of the magical world are at stake. More and more pheasants need to cleanse their memories. The Aurors are running around, busy repairing damaged buildings.

Everyone was so busy that Kohoug sent out the half-goblins in the headquarters that were almost dumb, just to deal with the sewer system tampered with by Grindelwald in New York City.

What happened did not resemble the style of the Dark Lord, but maybe decades of imprisonment gave him too much creativity. At this time, it broke out at one time. He actually connected the sewage pipes of New York through Transfiguration. On the water supply pipe, now the Maji turn on the faucet at home, and all that comes out is big manure...

Thinking about it and knowing, the Maji government must have been hit by phone calls, and this means that the Aurors have to avoid the FBI and NSA, as well as the police and other staff, and the difficulty is even higher.

Although the Magic Congress has tens of thousands of employees, it is the most people in the world's magical institutions. There is only one person in Grindelwald, but no one can catch him.

The first generation of the Dark Lord returned to the United States as familiar as returning to his own home. Through Apparition, he ran around the country. The last shot was in Baltimore, and the next shot was in San Francisco. There was no rule at all.

Tens of thousands of congressional employees chased him to wipe his **** but they couldn't finish it! The rumors between Maji have become more and more intense, and perhaps the magic world will be completely exposed in the next second, and the war between Maji and wizards will begin.

Kohaoge was so anxious that his mouth was soaked, but he was numb.

"Speaker, Grindelwald appeared in Hollywood just now. He changed the white sign on the mountain into German, "All for the greater good". The chickens are taking pictures there..."

The secretary who sent the letter came in again to report. Kou Haug just nodded with a blank face, saying that he already knew. He turned and looked at the chaos outside the window, predicting how long he could be the speaker.

Even if you are caught off guard by a surprise attack, people will only care if you fail. Maybe you will be impeached soon, right?

The secretary hadn’t finished speaking. He walked around the desk to the window and looked at the speaker’s face: “The dark wizards everywhere have also had activities. Grindelwald did not call them up, but they took the initiative to start destruction, like In... carnival."

"Is there any communication method we don't understand? Did the Auror catch people?" Kou Haug used his wand to control the automatic brewing of coffee.

The secretary shook his head: "As far as we know, there are no other secret codes. I caught a few old madmen. They laughed wildly and said that they were acting spontaneously, for the sake of Grindelwald, and everything for the greater good."

"...Anyway, they have constituted the crime of undermining the secrets of the American magical world, and they are all sentenced to death." Kouhaoge found a place to vent his emotions, and he punched the table with a heavy punch, appearing extremely firm.

"I have never heard of this law, sir." The secretary recalled that there seemed to be no such article in the current law, let alone the sentencing standard.

Kou Haug glared at him: "Then make up now! As long as they can be killed legally, it doesn't matter what the law is called!"

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"Well, it looks like no one of them is available, and even the half-fairies have been sent out, tusk, tusk."

Just downstairs, in the alley across the road, Grindelwald and Su Ming were eating hot dogs with a bankrupt hedge fund manager.

The young-looking old man put his fingers in his mouth and snorted the mayonnaise, his eyes were staring at the building not far away, as if he wanted to eat it too, he didn't know who he was talking to.

Because Su Ming has now become a middle-aged man with a **** chin. For some reason, his appearance and demeanor will make people think he is particularly rich.

The rich man is wearing a black windbreaker suit with a white scarf around his neck, holding banknotes in one hand, and patting the shoulders of the ruined man who is eating hot dogs in the other: "Friend, are these hot dogs delicious?"

The dirty homeless man didn't answer him at all, his mouth was full and he just kept nodding.

The gentle voice asked again: "Want to eat something better? Let's make a deal?"

The homeless man pricked his ears, a little alert.

The middle-aged man shook the banknote in his hand, and the green Franklin left an afterimage on the man's retina like a cartoon. The founding father was smiling and spoke.

"Across the road is the Volvos Building. I need you to get in and burn something at the basement ventilation duct opening to trigger a smoke alarm. The money is yours."

The Volvos Tower is not open to the public, and only employees of its companies work here, but the homeless man is an aboriginal from Wall Street next door and the person most familiar with this area.

The Magic Congress was also sharing the building, and now it was heavily guarded, but Muggles could approach safely without causing alertness.

"How much?" The homeless man sniffed, and some food residue spewed out of his mouth: "How much can you give me?"

"Don't doubt, my friend, I have ten thousand dollars in my hand. If you do it, it will be all yours." Su Ming rubbed his fingers, and the paper made a clattering sound: "We are not going to do anything bad, just you Drive out the people who work inside, trust me, you are saving their lives."

The tramp wiped his mouth and stood up, belching a corrupted hiccup: "I tried to rob someone the night before, but I found out that I was not that piece of material. Now this is good. If it just triggers the fire alarm, I Think I can still do it."

"You better can do it." Su Ming counted a hundred yuan as a deposit, tucked it into the pocket of the tramp's chest, and patted it: "This building is about to explode. For some reasons, we You cannot directly inform the people inside, their lives are in your hands."

"I don't care if you put the bomb, and I don't want to know, I just want the money to get back my house that was seized by the court!"

The tramp seemed to cheer himself up~www.NovelMTL.com~ gritted his teeth and rushed across the road, and soon disappeared in the crowd.

Grindelwald looked at the man with interest and touched his moustache: "If he really completes your task, will you give him the remaining money?"

"Of course, I have always had the spirit of contract." Su Ming slapped the banknotes in his hand twice, looking at the skyscrapers in the sun, the glass gleaming: "Do you think I will regret it and kill him? No need, Money is just a number to me. You don’t have to worry about the transaction between us. You want to spend your old age with Dumbledore, and this is not worth fighting for me, so he will be yours."

"Your understanding of the spirit of the contract is really unique." Grindelwald curled his lips and reached out to the remaining hot dogs in the paper bag next to him: "If it weren't for the black magic alarm near the parliament building, I might use it. The soul curse controls this hemp chicken."

"Guns and belongings are used when magic is not good. Voldemort doesn't understand these, so he is far behind you." Su Ming also stretched out his hand for a hot dog and ate it leisurely.

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