All things are three at Hogwarts

Next to Bridal Veil Falls in Yellowstone Park in the Rocky Mountains, Picquery, the president of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, looked in the direction of Ilvermorny from a distance, listening to the Auror reports about the opinions of the professors who stayed in Ilvermorny. Description of acceptance situation.

"After a violent conflict broke out with the Aurors of the United Kingdom, the Pukechi who wanted to resist the use of bows and arrows to shoot the Aurors were arrested... At the same time, the students who rose up to resist were also suppressed..." The Auror responsible for the report The tone became more serious, "The final result is: From now on, Pukechi was generously forgiven by Owen, and he can continue to live in Ilvermorny because of the tradition of the college, but... they can't control it. are allowed to hold weapons and no longer serve as Ilvermorny's guards; but in addition to being imprisoned until the end of the term, the students who participated in the rebellion have further restrictions on their use of wands than ours. Now they are In the school, only the wands given to them before class are allowed to be used. Once get out of class is over, they will be taken back..."

After a brief silence, hateful curses broke out. Most of these wizards in the Rocky Mountains graduated from Ilvermorny and had deep feelings for this magic school.

Many people were originally dissatisfied with Congress's act of surrendering to an enemy country undefended. Now they hear that Ilvermorny is so controlled by others, that traditions have been changed, and that students have to endure such humiliation. , his heart was even more angry, and the eyes of some emotional wizards turned red.

"This is a conspiracy of Floating City. None of the other schools they control have such restrictions!"

"This will put our students further behind in spellcasting!"

"Organize armed forces and take back Ilvermorny."

In the excitement of the crowd, some reckless men shouted loudly, and there were a few scattered echoes, but more people stopped shouting and cursing, choosing to remain silent. It is one thing to be angry, but it is also More people were brought back to reality by recapturing Ilvermornilla, and faced up to the military gap between their own side and the United Kingdom.

Most of the American wizards in the Rocky Mountains understand that it is meaningless to sacrifice their vitality to take back a magic school that is impossible to hold. Therefore, the forced rationality makes more people choose to swallow their anger and continue to follow the original arrangements. act.

In the end, Chairman Picquery waited for everyone to curse and vent for a while before arranging the manpower to let them do their own thing. Then, with a headache, he walked back to his temporary building that he had dug out using the fossil-to-mud magic and then reinforced it with turning mud into stone. In the office.

He sat slumped on the stone chair, rubbing his forehead with both hands. In this space that only belonged to him, he could no longer hide his fatigue and depression.

"Good afternoon, sir." As if there was something more stuck in his throat, an old man's voice suddenly sounded out, hoarse, depressing and slow, as if it could shock the living beings.

Picquery sat upright and quickly pulled out the wand he was carrying. But then the sudden pressure hit him like a raging tide. The wand fell to the ground and rolled out. Picquery was also struck by this. This force pushed the seat back, squeezing all the blood in the body, making the brain dizzy, and the whole body was tense and unable to control the body. The hanging arms and fingertips were constantly shaking under the huge pressure.

"Ah...I'm sorry...I sometimes forget how to get along with mortals." The old male voice was a little indifferent, and the hand stretched out from under the brand new black cloak pointed towards Picquery.

This pressure came and went quickly, but it was enough to make Picquery, the chairman of the U.S. Congress, sweat on his back and forehead. He firmly held the armrest of the chair to regain some control over his body, and sat up straight. Stiff body.

Only then did Picquery realize that there were several more people in his room, and he didn't notice their presence at all after he came in and before the other person spoke. From the other person's tone, he didn't hear the slightest apology.

The old wizard who just spoke was holding a crutch in the shape of a viper-eyed snake. The brand-new black magic cloak he wore had a faint flow of magical energy. It looked low-key and luxurious, but this cloak looked like the one he was wearing underneath. Greek style clothing is very mismatched.

The old wizard's facial features were like those of an aggressive ram. His unusually pale bone-white skin had a pair of unforgettable big yellow eyes, and his nose was very straight. It's just the way his lips are tightly closed and the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose make him look very stern and unapproachable.

But before Picquery had time to ask and look more, he felt that after the pressure that had completely suppressed him from the old wizard completely subsided, it was like the overlapping pressures were gradually moving away, but another A feeling that he had previously ignored due to strong pressure became increasingly clear. Picquery felt as if all the happiness in his body had been taken away, and he was filled with sadness and despair. However, he was certain that this feeling was not because of his own Fear, but more like the dementors he had faced before, because even though he tried his best to recall happy things, he still felt the despair pouring out of his heart uncontrollably.

Only then did Picquery notice that this feeling was brought to him by the followers behind the old wizard in front of him who had not attracted his attention at first. He looked over intently and saw clearly the appearance of these followers. His body suddenly fell back, trying to stand up in a panic to reach for the wand he had dropped before.

The appearance of the two people behind the old wizard allowed Picquery, as the Chairman of Magic, to immediately recognize their identities: the famous and wanted Death Eaters Bellatrix Lestrange and Rudolph Lestrange. Ranch.

It's just that the faces of the two dark wizard couples were as gray as those of drowned people, and their eyes were glowing red. There seemed to be no breath of living people in their bodies that brought chills to the surroundings.

At this time, after taking a few glances at the wizard who was beginning to have a sense of presence in front of him, Picquery's pupils shrank and his whole body became cold. This humanoid object could no longer be called a wizard.

This undead creature is as skinny as a mummy, with a shriveled body that only has a layer of skin hanging on it. It is covered with seven kinds of dark green magic robes that he wore before, which were once very luxurious but are now in tatters. There is only one like The prosthetic eyes with broken glass stuck in the eye sockets and the prosthetic hands that were rotting like mummies still remained the same, while other parts were withered and shriveled, with withered muscles tightly attached to the exposed bones.

What allowed Picquery to truly identify the other person was the slender nasal bones that were not obvious on the somewhat rotten cheeks, making it look as if there was no nose.

This lifeless monster seemed to notice the gaze of the President of MACUSA. The crimson pupil shone with evil light in the empty eye sockets. He showed an expression that might be regarded as a smile because it made him look like just a smile. Becoming more ferocious.

"My Lord will solve your dilemma and give me the opportunity to take revenge..."

The monster said with a snake-like hiss. His exposed teeth were covered with various soul gem-like things, and it could be vaguely seen from inside that the soul projections of some imprisoned innocent people were helplessly trying to escape from these. Get out of trouble in gems.