Hogwarts pet owl

The world has become a mess.

The Third Salem organization has a large number of personnel and is well-equipped - they wear body protection that can withstand certain magical attacks, helmets that can protect against the Imperius Curse, and automatic weapons in their hands that can easily penetrate magical defenses.

The result was that American wizards were fleeing in all directions, and these wizard refugees poured into the UK in large numbers. The population of the originally small society of more than 3,000 people suddenly surged to 7,000.

Of course, the defeat of American wizards was not only due to the number of people and equipment, but also because of the existence of witch traitors. These leading parties, with the private army organized by Salem, ruthlessly attacked one wizard gathering place after another, very similar to the two More than a hundred years ago, Europeans who set foot in the New World of America slaughtered Indians.

To commemorate the sacrifices of the Indians, the invaders came up with Thanksgiving;

If all the wizards are slaughtered, will there be any new festivals born in a hundred years?

Wizards in other areas do not have such a life-and-death crisis, but the Muggle government has invariably put forward relevant laws and regulations to restrain wizards.

"That's ridiculous!"

Gellert Grindelwald threw the Daily Prophet onto the coffee table.

"All wizards must go to the local Muggle government to register their identities? And they also need to wear collars that restrict magic? What do they think of us? Slaves?"

Dumbledore shook his head,

"Calm down, Gale, the Ministry of Magic is discussing this issue with the Muggle Prime Minister, and no decision has been made yet."

Grindelwald suddenly stood up:

"If this thing really happens, I will not sit still and wait for death, Al. When the power of life and death of one ethnic group is in the hands of another ethnic group, this ethnic group is doomed to die,"

At this moment, Dumbledore saw the energy of his youth in Grindelwald's old face.

"I was wrong decades ago. Wizards will never be able to rule Muggles, because as long as wizards of Muggle origin continue to appear, there will be people who will resist all the time.

But the current situation is different. Muggles can become wizards, but wizards can become Muggles? Do you think that those who have become Muggles from wizards - I'm talking about squibs - will really side with wizards and help wizards against Muggles?

No, it won't! They can't wait to trample under their feet the superior wizards who once oppressed them!

So when we hand over the initiative, wizards are destined to disappear from this world! "

Grindelwald waved his fist vigorously, and his arm made a "click".

Hearing this sound, Errol, who was sitting on the sofa sipping a drink, her whole little face twisted——

Didn't Mr. Grindelwald break his arm because he was so excited when talking?

Grindelwald calmly took out his wand and tapped his elbow (Erol's eyes widened, oh, it's really broken. The old man is really strong). After the light, He continued:

"Al, we are all old and it is easy to hide, but have you ever thought about our descendants?"

Grindelwald pointed at Errol, who looked at him with an expression of admiration.

"These children have just begun their lives. If they end up in a life worse than death because of the cowardice of us old men, will your conscience be okay with it, Al?"

Dumbledore was silent for a while and then asked Errol:

"Ello, what do you think about this?"

Errol was staring straight at Grindelwald's arm. Was it broken just now? Was it broken?

The old man is really awesome. He broke his arm and didn't even blink.

The owl said that he admired the old man very much, sincerely.

At this time, she was suddenly noticed by Dumbledore, and Errol had not yet come back to her senses.

"what?"

Owl no longer continues to think about whether fractures will become less painful when a person reaches a certain age.

He replied without thinking:

"What's there to discuss? This kind of slap in the nose and face, do we still need to put our faces together and let the other side hit us?"

Dumbledore frowned:

"But if we don't make compromises, the tragedy of American Wizards will happen to us."

Errol rolled her eyes.

"The world is so big, do we really want to run but are we afraid of not being able to escape? Third Salem's equipment is indeed very capable of restraining wizards, but their fastest means of transportation are far inferior to our phantom movement and portkeys - How else do you think those thousands of American wizards came to us?"

Dumbledore closed his eyes in pain:

"But that means we won't have a home to go back to."

Errol smiled and said:

"The Muggle government wants us to be supervised because they don't see us as the same kind - we are beasts like lions and tigers in their eyes, and they have to put us in chains to feel at ease,"

Errol drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and tapped the bottom of the glass with her index finger. The glass was immediately filled with bright red wine.

"But we are different from lions and tigers, because we are human beings just like Muggles. When we actively integrate into Muggles, can they tell the difference?

What we give up is just the absolute boundary between wizards and Muggles, but is this line really insurmountable? You ask those little half-blood wizards, when they received the admission notice to Hogwarts, did they know that their father or mother was a wizard? "

Grindelwald looked at Errol with a smile, raised his chin, and motioned for her to continue.

Errol continued:

"What we should consider now is to capture Haierbo who is hiding behind the whole thing on the premise of preserving the wizard's vitality - only in this way, we will not do useless work - otherwise everything we do will be destroyed by Haierbo ”

Dumbledore asked again:

"What about after we deal with Helbo? It is unlikely that the relationship between wizards and Muggles will return to what it was before."

Errol looked at Grindelwald:

"Old man, how did you fall in love with this guy when you were young?"

Grindelwald smiled and said, "Al is just nostalgic sometimes."

Errol shrugged her shoulders: "Why go back to the past? How much convenience can our potions, alchemy, divination, and spells bring to Muggles?

When our magical products enter the Muggle market with the name of 'high technology', I don't believe that Muggles can have products that compete with us.

Do you know what it means to occupy these markets? It means a steady stream of money! In the Muggle world, as long as you have capital, the right to speak is definitely in your hands.

By then, even if wizards cannot appear blatantly in front of Muggles, we are actually already controlling the world in the dark. Besides, the "Act of Secrecy" has been enacted for hundreds of years, and wizards don't all Did you come all the way here hiding in the dark? "

Grindelwald nodded and said: "It's a great idea, but you have overlooked one thing. Now those wizards who have betrayed us can easily identify that your products are magic products. What do you think about this?"

Aerol sighed,

"I don't think these are the words of the once all-powerful Grindelwald,"

Errol looked at Grindelwald and found that he was not against her, but was using the method of asking her questions to awaken Dumbledore, so she said calmly,

"Let's put it this way, if a person betrays once, it means that he will betray countless times. So the best destination for traitors is, except death, I can't think of anything else."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "I think we can discuss the proposal of integrating into Muggle society, because it is indeed feasible. But killing those betrayers, I think..."

Errol interrupted Dumbledore,

"No, Professor Dumbledore, those traitors don't need us to do anything."

Dumbledore:?

Grindelwald:?

Errol smiled and said:

"Have you forgotten our old friend Tom Riddle? He hates traitors among wizards even more than we do."