922 Harry Potter's Most Powerful Mage Chapter 919: Regaining Hope

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Temporary headquarters of the war in Jerusalem.

A group of high-level Israeli Ministry of Magic and high-level Israeli government gathered together, this situation seems to be not uncommon for them, and the members of both sides are no different.

Because of Israel's national conditions and the common belief in Judaism, the Ministry of Magic has a very good relationship with the government, and it is not surprising that there are such meetings.

The leaders of the meeting were Norwaymanche and Rabbi Paul, who carefully looked at the documents in their hands, frowning and saying nothing.

A high-level government said: "Mr. Jager, we are all ready, now we are waiting for your commander."

Rabbi Paul looked at Norwaymanche and said, "Norwaymanche, is there any question?"

Norwaymanche sighed and swept his eyes to the side. There was a dark shadow hidden there, and he looked like an ordinary bodyguard without any surprises.

But Norwaymanqi knew that that was where his confidence lay, and Yun Ye was hiding there!

Norwaymanche took a deep breath and said, "There is no problem, let's go! Retake the Ministry of Magic!"

With Norwich's order, more than two hundred elite wizards of the Israeli Ministry of Magic were immediately ready, including several Israeli armies, and marched toward the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic.+cool—tiger]

Norwaymanche and Rabbi Paul are also in this huge army, heading towards the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic.

Rabbi Paul and Norwaymanche were sitting in a specially made armored car. At this time, Norwaymanche still had a sad face, and he didn't stretch out.

Rabbi Paul looked at Norwaymanche and suddenly said, "Is Mr. Yunye back?"

Norwaymanche trembled and looked around vigilantly. There was only one soldier in the armored vehicle driving in the cockpit. He did not notice them at all. Norwaymanche immediately looked at Rabbi Paul and whispered: "You What are you talking about?"

Rabbi Paul smiled bitterly: "You never wanted to fight that big demon before, but now you are suddenly launching a general offensive to regain the Ministry of Magic headquarters. This is not where you have the courage when Mr. Yun Ye is back."

Norwaymanche was taken aback, and said: "Is this obvious?"

Rabbi Paul nodded and said, "Very obvious."

Norwaymanche sighed and said, "Isn't there nothing I can do? Without Yunye, where would we have the capital to fight against that big demon. (Cool*tiger—)"

Rabbi Paul sighed, and said: "This incident actually blames me. If I hadn't urged you to act, the demon would not find such a good opportunity to attack your Ministry of Magic headquarters, let alone keep us passive. status."

Norwaymanche shook his head and said: "Don't mention the past. Anyway, this time is our dignity battle. If we win, we can continue to exist. If we lose, everything will be over."

Rabbi Paul also listened to Norwaymanche talking about the gates of hell, and sighed helplessly. Compared with Voldemort, the strength of these ordinary people was too small.

Rabbi Paul lowered his voice and said, "Where is Mr. Yunye now? I want to apologize to him. I really apologize to him for what happened before."

Norwayman curiously said: "Mr. Yunye is already hidden. Voldemort will definitely send someone to sneak into our Ministry of Magic and your government. Therefore, once Mr. Yunye is exposed, Voldemort will be more unscrupulous. Mr. Yunye must hide in the dark. Wait until the critical moment."

Rabbi Paul shrugged helplessly and said, "Then I can only apologize to Mr. Yunye later."

When the Israeli Ministry of Magic and the government army were halfway through their journey, a huge tornado was suddenly rolled up in front of them for no reason, directly blocking the middle of the road, blocking the direction of the army.

The huge storm blew the soldiers to each other, and many weaker soldiers directly overturned to the ground. The wizards of the Israeli Ministry of Magic also took action one after another to resist this sudden and powerful storm.

Norwaymanche pulled out the armored car and shouted: "What's the matter!"

Rabbi Paul got out of the armored car and looked forward hard against the strong wind. The powerful storm in the direction of the army's advance blocked their way.

Rabbi Paul took out his binoculars and looked at the storm. It was vaguely visible that a mysterious figure was hidden in the storm!

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At this time in Jerusalem, due to the dispatch of the army, the city seemed a lot quieter, but the people's vigilance still remained unchanged. Many people carried guns and went out of the door, ready to deal with emergencies.

Suddenly a huge team marched toward Jerusalem mightily. Everyone in this huge team was wearing black robes. They looked very mysterious and weird. The black-robed team of thousands of people marched straight toward Jerusalem. When people saw this situation, they avoided.

The Israeli troops stationed in Jerusalem also discovered the existence of this team and quickly sent several armored vehicles to block the road. Hundreds of soldiers were fully armed and hid behind the vehicles.

An Israeli soldier who looked like a captain held up his horn and shouted after the armored car camp: "What are you guys, please report your names quickly. Now Jerusalem is on guard for the whole city. It is unknown who (No Zhao) is. No one can enter!"

A black-robed man headed by the black-robed group slowly lifted his hat. It was Lucius’s grinning face. Since Lucius exists, the identity of this group is self-evident. The army!

Lucius shouted: "Today is our carnival day, all Death Eaters, go to the city to vent your enthusiasm!"

As he said, Lucius drew his wand abruptly and slammed a little at the armored car camp.

Two heavy armored vehicles soared into the air and pressed down against the densely packed soldiers behind!

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