"Almost. Then it's time to maintain the atmosphere and make them afraid."
In the Grand Canyon, the cloak puts them back to the ground, and it turns back into a tie, back to the neck of the supreme mage.
Su Ming also removed the camouflage, changed back to a suit, touched out a cigarette and smoked, said to grinderwood.
"It's still a bit short of staff. I'm still a bit of a rush at my age." The black lord hammered the back of the hammer and said hypocritically. He looked at the scenery nearby. The red rock fault was very beautiful. He began to consider whether to order a brown red coat.
But now he doesn't understand this new ally. He is immune to magic, has infinite power, can be deformed, and has a unique attack method?
Is this really human?
Su Ming shared a cigarette and gave him some money: "before Dumbledore comes, we need to split up and create a few more days of panic throughout the United States. Then I go to Canada, you go to Mexico, and you blow up something there, so that more countries can apply to the Federation for assistance. "
Grindworth took the money, and his pocket had the no trace stretch mantra, which he put into a thick wad.
He took the cigarette very gracefully and began to smoke. He watched the wind blow the dust. "Are you sure that Severus is reliable? He's going to play two roles by himself. Although he's a spy inside death eaters, he should be experienced in this kind of thing, but the headmaster and professors of ifamani are not vegetarian either
"Don't worry, he will make sure that our plan will succeed even if he sacrifices himself. That woman means everything to him." Su Ming calmly stood beside the Dark Lord to blow the wind. He was very confident about this: "he was originally a loyal supporter of Voldemort. It's not too much to say that he is the number one killer. It was Voldemort who killed the woman that led him to fall directly at Dumbledore and give all he could to avenge and protect the woman's children
Grindworth's smile narrowed a little, his expression became a little sad, his white moustache shook for a while, and the ashes of his cigarette drifted away.
"It's also a tragedy. I'm really fed up with this world. At the beginning, I thought that it would make everyone happier to rule the world by witches. It seems that even though I have been locked up for so many years, misfortune still happens all the time."
"In fact, have you ever thought that everything is caused by the isolation between wizard and Muggle?" Su Ming scratched his eyebrows and put his hand on the devil's shoulder: "Muggles lack the channel to master the extraordinary power, so they may have all kinds of negative emotions when they know that there are supernatural beings. What if ordinary people can also use magic?"
"I'm afraid that's impossible." Greenwood shook his head. He looked for a big stone and sat down: "as you said, the power of today's witches comes from blood. Lineage is related to casting ability. Even pure blood families may have Squibs and mutes... Unless you plan to use the whole world as a testing ground and use Muggles and witches to conduct large-scale hybridization experiments."
Then he looked at Su Ming with strange eyes, as if he understood something.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not so abnormal." The knell's face was expressionless, and his cloak became a floating chair in the air, and he sat down: "I wonder if you've heard of something called magic net? I do have an experimental plan to study how to evolve the low demon world into the high demon world, but it's not the biological experiment you said
"I don't understand what you're talking about, as long as you don't affect me, who is going to retire." Grinderwald waved his hand. He wasn't interested in those things. He wanted to go out with albus right now: "do you choose the east coast or the West Coast next?"
"I'll choose the east coast, and occasionally I need to go back to ifamani and ask for information." Su Ming chose the east coast where Massachusetts is located: "the key is to help Snape a little bit and work together to get the cowboy headmaster to invite Dumbledore."
The first Dark Lord stood up, patted the dust on his coat, squinted and took a last breath. He threw his cigarette end on the ground and trampled it out. He let out a long breath:
"then I'll go to the west coast, and it's closer to the Mexican capital from there."
"If Dumbledore comes, you must not meet him without permission, understand? The three sacred instruments of death are in his hands now, and we need to wait for the opportunity. " Before the departure, the mercenary also specially stressed that he was afraid that Greenwood could not help but play cards with old Deng, which would be difficult.
Grindworth pointed to his face and didn't say anything. It meant, "do you think I'm that kind of fool?"?
He knew very well that if he could not get the leaves of the snake tree, all his previous plans would be in vain. He had endured for so many years, not short of such a time.
The phantom moved and started. Only some dust flew up and fell slowly where he had stood.
"It's true that love is evil, no one is not bitter..."
Su Ming continued to look at the distance, sighing.
"Hum."
The strangulation came out of his shoulder and rubbed the host's face.
"I know, vacation comes first, so I'll take you to eat good food." Su Ming showed a smiling face and touched the head of the symbiont. In summer, the cold ice was like a snake, which was quite comfortable.
in the next few days, Greenwood was obviously much more active than he was. If Su Ming was fishing for three days and drying his net for two days, the old man did not know what rest was. He dragged the Aurors of the United States around the wild west.
In the daytime, when the teacher is still a little devil, he will blow up some things while listening to Nehemiah.
In the face of headmaster Fontana's increasingly ugly face, the enthusiastic British professors asked whether they should write to Dumbledore again in private? Why hasn't anyone come for so long?
The headmaster said that Dumbledore was stuck by the British Ministry of magic. The other party did not know why the lion opened his mouth and asked for many leaves of snake tree at one breath.
The magic Congress of the United States agreed, but headmaster von Tanner did not agree. It is a valuable asset belonging to the school and a legacy left by Slytherin to the school. How could it be possible to take out so much?
Ten no, five at most.
But fudge insisted on 10 pieces, otherwise Dumbledore would have to cooperate with the Ministry of magic investigation, and now he is still carrying the suspicion of assisting Greenwood escape.
The leaves of the snake tree are like snake molts, which are hollow and long, and fall from the branches tens of meters high. Each leaf is elastic, as if it is a long bandage. It's enough to wrap a giant monster's mummy. What should Britain do with so many leaves?
No.
It's not enough if you don't give it. Speaker korhogg began to put pressure on the school again, hoping that they would take the overall situation into consideration and make sacrifices for the American magic community.
Fontana angrily scolded him for his lack of common sense. If all the leaves were pulled out, could the tree still live? You didn't give up your herbalism class, did you? If you don't give, you won't give it. Even if you kill him, the next Secret Keeper of the red courage mantra is also a secret.
Su Ming thinks that the heat is not enough. He can't help it. So he'll continue to wait. He'll blow up Baltimore tonight. It's said that there's an American wizard prison.
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