Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"Dangchang!"

The heavy iron gate, with the sound of a door lock snapping, a figure locked by chains was brought out of the gate by several wizards with guarded faces.

The people present who saw this scene couldn't help but grit their teeth and shake their heads slightly.

"I never thought that I would do such a ridiculous thing in the middle of my tenure..."

Paul, the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, was full of confusion at the moment, his eyes were vigilantly focused on the white-haired old man in front of him, and his body couldn't help but move closer in the direction of Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore, let this Grindelwald out of a place like Newmengard, I think you should have seen our sincerity, but, I mean but. "

"As I told you before, if this guy doesn't cooperate and doesn't want to form an alliance with us against the Silver Demon Romon Kowalski, then we're sorry that we have to choose to turn around at this time and lock him up again. "

"Of course 14, at that time I thought I couldn't keep my position at all. "

Paul's words were earnest, but more than that, at the moment, he was almost attached to Dumbledore's side, which was the helplessness of politicians in the wizarding world, especially in the era when the Silver Demon King Romon Kowalski appeared in the wizarding world.

Strength, on the contrary, is a truly powerful tool of discourse.

With strength, the words spoken are more intimidating and dominating than spells.

And there is no strength ... Not to mention the power in the hands of these people, even they themselves can only be said to be tools in the hands of the strong.

The German Ministry of Magic, which is now almost in Dumbledore's hands, and the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are the most obvious examples, since the attack by the members of the Truth Society under the command of the Silver Lord.

Dumbledore's curse like the god of fire in the world completely established his absolute position as the leader in the battle against the Silver Lord.

To Paul, who looked apprehensive, Dumbledore smiled slightly.

Naturally, he couldn't say that his best friend had already been transferred out of this ghost place by him and the goblin clan, and the down-and-out thing in front of him seemed to be suffering from tuberculosis.

Not Grindelwald at all, actually.

"Hehe, President Paul, please believe me, I know what kind of person Gail is, he was indeed full of extremism at the beginning, but it is undeniable that he did want to make the wizarding world better, but he chose the wrong direction. "

"And if you think about the current Silver Demon King Romon, Merlin is on top. "

"Open the gates of hell all over the world... This is a complete lunatic!"

Dumbledore's words drew a nod from everyone around him, and then, when Newmengard, the wizard in charge of watching over Grindelwald, untied the chains on the other's body.

Dumbledore was "very sincere" after some persuasion and persuasion.

This "Grindelwald" finally nodded slowly under the nervous gaze of all the wizards present.

That's it, when a few days later, because of "drinking the precious potion prepared by Master Nicolamel, and his strength returned", Grindelwald was at a speed that everyone in the wizarding world couldn't understand at all.

reappeared in front of everyone.

"God, Professor Dumbledore, what kind of potion is this potion in your mouth, Dark Devil... When Mr. Grindelwald was released from prison today, he was very different from what he is now. "

This question was not just Paul's curiosity, everyone present in the auditorium of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was very surprised and curious.

However, in this regard, Dumbledore, who was standing in the headmaster's position, only smiled faintly.

"Friends, could it be that the Silver Demon King's guy scolded us for being corrupt and ignorant of progress, and you really think that our wizarding world is stagnant, right?"

Dumbledore laughed, but the laughter made many people present a little embarrassed.

"The Silver Demon Lomonkowalski is undoubtedly a very powerful genius, but don't forget that everything about him was also learned from the books of his ancestors and the teachers around him. "

"And we, we have this our Master Nicolamet, don't let me introduce him again, I think all of you know what he did. "

As soon as Dumbledore's words ended, Molly Weasley, who was in the audience, was very good at shouting loudly.

"Philosopher's Stone!"

Dumbledore smiled and looked at the crowd in the audience, staring at Grindelwald sitting behind him without a trace, at least for now, they could do more or less as much.

As for whether it will succeed or not... Dumbledore and Grindelwald were already a little open.

What else can they do but do their best?

After waiting for the scene to be quiet for a while, Dumbledore finally took out his wand under everyone's gaze, and with everyone guessing.

Take a deep breath, and the next moment, a loud voice comes out of his mouth.

"For the wizarding world! Gentlemen, ladies, and righteous wizards of the world... It's time for us to fight!"

On the part of the British Ministry of Magic.

What happened here at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry soon spread here, and Connelly Fudge, who was sitting in the minister's seat, had a gloomy face in the dim light.

However, there was a beating candlelight reflected in his eyes, and he looked around.

He glanced at Lucius Malfoy on the side, and stood up from his position with a bang.

The wand in his hand was only above the void in front of 933, his expression solemn, and a little more, he should never have seen death on his Connery Fudge's face.

"Everyone, for the sake of Your Majesty!Kill the enemy!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Suddenly, wands staggered over Connelly Fudge's wand, and a neat solemn sound echoed through the Ministry.

"For the truth! For Your Majesty!"

Hurriedly leading the elite wizards of his pure-blood wizard family out of the gate of the Ministry of Magic, Lucius Malfoy looked at London in the rain again.

He looked back at the excited expressions on everyone's faces behind him and took a deep breath.

"Your Majesty's justice and greatness, you must have seen it in the [Book of Wizard Hunting], every head of the enemy wizard is clearly marked, everything you want. "

"Strength, spells, potions, and even the resurrection of lost loved ones, the opportunity is in front of you. "

"Everyone..."

Lucius Malfoy, thinking of his son, who was still in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, training and learning spells every day, thought of his own son, the dream of making the Malfoy family strong and long-lasting.

His eyes were suddenly full of crazy battle intent.

"Everyone, no one is allowed to rob me! Dumbledore's head, it can only be mine!".