Chapter 655：

Grindelwald looked at the gathering place of wizards who were getting better and said, "We need to spread the news."

"what news?"

"Things about Poland."

At this moment.

The new black area employees took the elevator to the bottom.

He lit up his hand of glory and walked toward the dark place.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

"what sound?"

The employee was stunned and walked towards that place.

With the help of the meager light from the Hand of Glory, he came to the source of the sound.

He stared at the strange thing and reached out to knock on it.

It was a big metal pipe that looked chubby and a little cute.

"Is this an alarm clock?"

He saw a note taped next to it.

There is one sentence written on the note.

"A warning bell."

The employees don’t understand.

He stared blankly for a while.

"Tick."

The sound stopped.

Grindelwald took one last look at the Polish Ministry of Magic.

He apparated and disappeared.

…

The Polish branch of Johnny Silverhand Store.

"I want to go back."

Tang Mi said: "Next, I'll leave the affairs here to you, Qiao."

The silver-handed security guard named Qiao nodded.

Tang Mi looked at the newspaper.

His eyes swept over the found death lists.

Lippi Korbel.

He could confirm that Oz already knew.

The heart is throbbing.

The friend with whom I had made a promise some time ago died suddenly.

The unreality of it all almost makes people faint.

Tang Mi tried hard to be cautious.

"My lord still needs me, Oz needs me."

He looked at John in the newspaper.

That face seemed cold and ruthless.

That's numbness.

Tommie Shelby.

Starting from when he saw the young man in that cage.

He then understood that that person was worth following.

How much of a blow did he go through to make himself like this?

Tang Mi didn't want to stay for a moment, he wanted to pass.

Return to Oz and go to the adults.

"He needs me."

Tang Mi finally shook hands with Qiao and said goodbye to this place.

After he stepped into the fireplace and was engulfed in blue flames.

Qiao heard something seemed to be moving outside.

He frowned and saw the employees looking outside in horror.

He squeezed out and looked over there.

The air pressure hit, and immediately it was a high temperature that people could not react to.

Qiao's body was quickly evaporated.

…

"Grandpa, you can't always let me do this."

The little boy who helped with the purchase mustered up the courage and said, "That's money for study."

"Study, study!" the old man said angrily, "I think you are stupid!"

"What can you learn to do? When you have money, you won't be hungry!"

"But if I study well and become an excellent wizard when I grow up, I won't have to continue like this." The little boy hid the little wizard card behind him and said, "Become a powerful wizard and I can save you from having to work for the rest of your life. ”

The old man was stunned when he heard this. Looking at his grandson's serious expression, he felt a little dazed.

I seem to have forgotten that my grandson has said this many times.

"I want to become a righteous wizard," the little boy said firmly. "That way, even if I don't make money like this, grandpa can still live a good life."

The old man scolded: "You stinky boy."

He raised his hand, making the little boy think he was going to be beaten again.

But this time, he made up his mind not to let his grandfather continue to make mistakes.

The next second, the beating he imagined did not come.

Rough old hands fell on his head.

The old man rubbed his grandson's hair and sighed, "Then study hard."

The little boy's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Grandpa, you..."

The little boy had a smile on his face.

He didn't finish his words.

The all-destroying impact is here.

Devour them.

…

"The second king."

The representatives of various countries in the International Federation of Wizards Council looked at the young man who looked like a son of the gods.

The wave of the Second Dynasty that swept across Europe not long ago made people see that terrible power.

Bulgarian Minister of Magic Oblansk hesitated: "Choose him?"

The second king is different from Dumbledore.

He is ambitious and can be seen by everyone.

From Knockturn Alley at the beginning, to half of Europe later.

The second king's ambitions expanded, and in just a few years, Europe had to regard him as one of its biggest rivals.

He is not Dumbledore, he does not have the natural consciousness of serving the common people, and he is not a saint.

Several ministries of magic from various countries present here had to negotiate due to the arrival of the Second Dynasty.

Those who do not surrender will be conquered.

The ambition of the second king will swallow up the whole of Europe and even the world.

So the Bulgarian Minister of Magic was hesitant. He wanted a hero to save the world, but he also wanted a saint.

The second king is an ambitious man, but for some reason, there seems to be no Ministry of Magic in his journey.

But now the Ministry of Magic wants to take the initiative to bring him in.

"John Wick, he is not Dumbledore."

Roland waved his magic wand and made the images in the newspaper fly out.

"Look at him, he is already a hero." Minister Rowland said, "He saved more than a thousand lives."

"We see his nobility, and society also sees his nobility."

The image is magnified so that everyone can see it.

"It's not John Wick who needs us," Percy said at this time, with an aggressive light in his eyes, "it's us who need John Wick."

"He doesn't need to be a hero, because he is already a hero."

Percy looked at Yalefan, and his young eyes were suddenly reminiscent of him.

This is a star.

A bright and dazzling star from among the stars.

Percy unknowingly began to dominate the council.

He glanced at the hesitant representatives and said calmly: "He will be a hero and guide the confused people."

"Without him, would the current International Federation of Wizards still have any meaning?"

"Percy Weasley, don't forget that you are also one of us," a wizard said unhappily, "You are demeaning yourself."

"I never was."

Percy's words were astonishing, making people's jaws drop.

He scanned the whole place lightly, his tone was calm but firm.

"I follow my king, and the stars shine."

He leaned forward slightly, like a battle-hardened politician full of oppression.

"Now, my king will spread this light to the entire magical world."

The aggressive eyes make people completely forget that this is a twenty-two-year-old young man.

At this moment, a piece of paper flew in front of Minister Roland.

He picked it up and glanced at it casually.

This look made his expression change drastically.

"Something happened in Poland!"

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Chapter 670 The insignificance of magic, Pandora’s Box

Poland?