Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 361 Reaching the "Land of Freedom"

a piece of wood.

It's hard to imagine why an ancient wizarding family would deliberately hoard a piece of wood.

And
That wood really stands out.

The light flashed in the corner, making it difficult for people to pay attention.

"that?"

Gellert turned his head, revealing a mysterious smile.

"No one knows what it is, but our family is probably named after it, we are 'greenwood'.

I think you should take a closer look. "

This old man is still on the fence.

Klein raised his eyebrows.

When he got close, he touched the surface of the piece of wood curiously, but he shivered unexpectedly.

"This!"

Klein, who was originally lacking in interest, suddenly regained his energy.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the magic power of life leaked from the wood just now is comparable to a hundred pounds of fire dragon's hard work.

As long as you can master the power in it, the flesh and bones of the living dead are completely fine.

Compared with it, the resurrection stone can only be regarded as "the younger brother among younger brothers"!
"Hehe, everything is yours. In the future, you will have plenty of time to study slowly. Now, let's go up, Luo Ke should be cooking."

Gellert smiled.

He understood Klein's current reaction very well.

That wood is a treasure, and every generation of Grindelwald's patriarchs knows it, but no one has ever been able to draw out the power in the wood.

Over time, wood has become the most luxurious decoration in Grindelwald's secret room.

but
If it was Klein, maybe he could figure out something.

However, this has nothing to do with his old man.

It's important to eat, it's important to eat.

When he is full, he will go to the garden to plant flowers and trees.

Although it is called "Land of Freedom", Dumbledore feels that the air here does not seem to be sweeter than other places.

The sky was gray and there was smoke in the air.

He took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and muttered.

"It's not far behind the fog in London."

"Ah, Mr. Dumbledore, here you are."

On the pier, there were already people from the Magic Congress of America waiting for Dumbledore.

Seeing the tall old man with a gray beard, two young wizards immediately greeted him with respectful smiles.

"Hehe, the long-lost travel has made my body almost fall apart. It's good to see you."

Dumbledore came to America this time through the "Portkey".

Transferring magic, after all, is not as comfortable as taking a vehicle.

The old man smiled and took off the brown top hat on his head.

"Then, take me to your congressional headquarters."

"Of course, please here."

One of the two wizards in charge of the reception took Dumbledore's suitcase, and the other led Dumbledore to a black car.

"Mr. Chairman is waiting for you in the car."

"Oh, thank you."

Dumbledore grinned and got into the car.

Sure enough, the chairman of the Magical Congress of America, Samuel G. Kouhaug, was in the car.

Seeing Dumbledore, he made an apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dumbledore, I know it's rude to treat a great wizard like this, but now there is a new situation on the side of Congress.

As chairman, I have to be cautious. "

Samuel's words seemed to have deep meaning, Dumbledore blinked and smiled.

"It's okay, what a wizard, I'm just a crazy old man.

The support from the English Ministry of Magic will arrive within a week, but I, a bad old man, couldn't wait any longer, and changed our original plan without authorization. You don't blame me, do you? "

Originally, Dumbledore was supposed to come with the Aurors from the English Ministry of Magic.

But remember that with each day of delay, Voldemort grew a little stronger.

How could he wait any longer!
"No, definitely not. Rather, it's too late for me to be grateful."

Samuel patted his heart.

"As soon as you come, I feel more at ease."

"Okay, don't mention these words again, tell me about the latest situation, it looks like...
Very pessimistic? "

Dumbledore waved his hand and straightened his figure.

"This"

Hearing this, Samuel was silent for a while.

After a long time, he clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.

"Yes, as you can see, the situation in the Magical Congress of America is quite grim right now.

That monster, who now calls himself the Dark Lord, declared war on us three days ago with a Muggle murder. "

Three days ago, the massacre in Washington State brought people's panic to a climax.

Like sparks falling into a powder keg, it detonated the entire society in an instant.

The Muggle government tried its best to hide it, and the Magic Council was very busy.

Just then, a strange thing happened.

In the Holocaust, there is a survivor.

"Darkness dominates. Its rule is about to begin, and everyone is its slave"

The only survivor is crazy, and it seems that he has been cast with a "charm of fascination".

"This is a war, and those who dare to stand against it must accept the "blood" trial."

After speaking, the survivor died.

But those words spread without reservation.

The Muggle government can forcefully use violence to block news, but what about the wizarding world?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the monster is clearly provoking the Magical Congress of America.

However, they have nothing to do.

I couldn't find it before, but now I just can't beat it.

Moreover, these days there have also been vicious incidents in which members of the staff were attacked on their way to and from get off work.

To put it bluntly, the Ministry of Magic is now on the verge of collapse due to terrorist attacks!

"That's it."

After listening to Samuel's words, Dumbledore's expression became much more serious.

A public declaration of war is indeed something Voldemort can do.

Things are a little tricky now.
He also had to act.

"Let's go to the Magic Congress first, and my assistant should be waiting for me there."

In a hurry, Dumbledore decided to visit the Magic Congress of America first.

"assistant?"

Samuel was surprised.

The dignified assistant to the Minister of Magic of the United States should be very famous.

Why didn't he hear anything before?
"Hehe, you know people when you see them, let's go."

Dumbledore smiled mysteriously.

His assistant is not the "Universal Tool Man" Carat Ameng, but the "Mad-Eye Man" who ran around the world before, Alastor Moody.

This time, the two of them teamed up, relying on the Horcrux, and they had a great chance of winning against Voldemort.

The old man was very confident.

"Ok."

Seeing that Dumbledore was unwilling to reveal more, Samuel didn't ask further.

The car started and drove steadily towards the Magic Congress of America.

But at this moment, something new happened.
"Yes, it's me, Kouhaug. What? Say it again!"

With a dark face, Samuel got bad news from the communication crystal.

"Dark Lord", that man-eating monster appeared again!

(End of this chapter)