"Why are you still interested in this?" Newt said strangely after reading the newspaper.

Another thing that puzzled him was why this news appeared on the front page.

This kind of meeting is very common. Today we discuss the thickness of the crucible, tomorrow we discuss the dragon skin content in dragon skin gloves, and the day after tomorrow we will talk about the tariff issues of some commodities.

In short, it is enough to make the officials of the Ministry of Magic look less idle.

In the past, these were placed in inconspicuous small squares in the newspaper. People were more concerned about serious topics such as finding pets and being cheated by someone in naked chat.

"I am not interested in the meeting. I am here to watch the fun." Wayne gloated, "Scrimgeour will definitely look very happy at that time."

Newt didn't know why Wayne had a grudge with Scrimgeour again, but since Wayne wanted to go, he had no objection. At most, it would delay two days.

....

The next morning, after learning that Wayne and Newt were leaving, almost all the dragon breeders in the residential area came to see them off.

In just 20 days, Newt impressed all the dragon breeders with his superb professional qualities. Following such an expert on magical animals, they also learned a lot of useful knowledge.

And for Wayne, it was pure gratitude.

Wayne took Norbert around every day. The mighty dragon pressure made the fire dragons particularly honest, making the work of the dragon breeders much easier.

Ah~!

Norbert looked at Wayne and the King of Phoenix reluctantly, and his voice was listless.

Wayne touched the dragon head and comforted him: "We will meet in a few months. I will wait for you at Hogwarts then."

That's right, Norbert became the eighth dragon selected as a substitute, and he will go to school at that time.

The Phoenix King looked at Norbert, whose eyes were full of grievances, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind.

A golden tail feather fell off her tail and fell on Norbert's body. Even Wayne looked at her in surprise.

This is not an ordinary feather, but a rainbow feather.

It contains the power of the Phoenix King himself. With this feather, you can call yourself the messenger of the Phoenix King.

It seems that the Phoenix King is also a proud monster. He usually doesn't pay much attention to Norbert, but now he actually gave her a rainbow feather for the first time.

This is to acknowledge this daughter.

The feather fell on Norbert's body and merged into her body.

"Chirp! Chirp~!"

The Phoenix King said something again. Norbert looked at Wayne and the Phoenix King for the last time, flapped his wings, and flew back to his nest.

Finally, he said goodbye to Charlie, and Wayne got on the carriage.

During the flight, Newt suddenly thought of a question and asked: "You are going to attend the security exchange meeting, but do you have an invitation?"

"I don't, but someone does." Wayne stretched, "Let's go to the secret blackCity, someone will take us into the venue."

When Newt heard about the black market, he knew who Wayne was looking for and didn't ask any more questions.

Two hours later, the Zouwu landed in a park in the suburbs of Paris.

Wayne first put it in a suitcase, then held Newt's shoulder and took him to Cross Rozier's black shop.

Seeing Wayne, Cross's eyes flashed with excitement, but when he saw Newt beside him, he immediately turned into disgust.

"Why did you bring this old guy here?"

Newt said speechlessly: "Rozier, you are more than ten years older than me. I am an old thing, so what are you?"

"Humph, I am old but my heart is not old." Cross didn't give Newt any good face.

"Why does this old man hate you so much. "Wayne asked in a low voice.

"He was defeated by Theseus at the beginning, and he has always disliked us two brothers."

"Is that so." Wayne suddenly realized.

"Bullshit!" Cross was immediately broken, "That's because your brother didn't follow martial ethics, he attacked me!"

Newt said lightly: "You can't beat him even if he didn't attack, Theseus is the chief Auror!"

"Call him over, I will fight him again!"

"He retired."

"Alright, alright." Wayne stopped the bickering of the two centenarians, "Cross, take me to the meeting place quickly, the meeting has already started, right?"

Cross glared at Newt and didn't continue.

"Follow me with the follower display. "

After saying that, Cross disappeared, and Wayne and Newt followed the spatial traces and teleported over.

The three of them came to the outside of a cathedral, and there were several men in black guarding the door.

Cross took out the invitation, and after confirming that it was correct, the guard let them in.

It was not a real church inside, but a stepped hall. After the three of them came in, they were on the top floor and could look down.

At this time, an official was standing in the middle and giving a speech. Cross took Wayne and Newt to a row of empty seats.

Here you can see a row of official seats opposite, and Wayne quickly found Scrimgeour.

Just when he wanted to sit down, Cross grabbed him.

"Knowing that you are coming, many old friends want to see you." Cross whispered, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to go. We have no right to ask you to do anything. "

The old friends that Cross mentioned were only the saints.

After thinking for a while, Wayne nodded and agreed.

After asking someone to do so many things, he had no reason to object to just meeting.

"Cross and I will go to meet a few people. You sit down for a while." Wayne whispered to Newt.

The old man nodded and whispered, "Don't be fooled. Stay alert."

"I understand." Wayne nodded gently.

Under the leadership of Cross,The two walked out of the door again and came to a side hall.

When the two came in, the people who were originally talking in the room immediately quieted down.

Wayne glanced over and saw more than a dozen people, both men and women, but not a single young person, all of them were old men with gray hair and beards.

"Everyone, this is Mr. Lawrence." Cross extended his hand and introduced the boy.

The old men's eyes flashed with excitement. One of them stepped forward and asked tremblingly:

"Mr. Lawrence, did you...did you really see him?"

Wayne did not answer, but looked at Cross: "Who is this?"

"Rodriguez from Berlin." Cross revealed the old man's identity, and then said: "The people here are the ones you wrote letters to. They have made a lot of efforts for this meeting and are trustworthy."

Rodriguez also added, "Please rest assured, as long as it is a word from that person, we can give up our lives without hesitation."

The old men behind him also nodded solemnly.

Wayne looked at their firm appearance, and couldn't help but despise Fufu again in his mind.

Look at him, then look at you.

Even if Grindelwald has been locked up for half a century, he still has so many diehard followers.

And they are not doing badly, and can influence the decision-making of the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

Looking at the crooked people under Voldemort, there are a few loyal ones, such as Barty Jr. and Bellatrix, but unfortunately they are all a bunch of lunatics.

Expecting them to kill and set fire, and to develop their power... that is just wishful thinking.

Why is the gap so big?

"You are too serious, Mr. Rodriguez. I am doing this for safety reasons." Wayne smiled and shook hands with him.

"I understand." Rodriguez said: "Caution is necessary."

He led Wayne to sit in the main seat, and he sat on the right. It can be seen that he has the highest status among these followers.

In fact, on the list given by Grindelwald, Rodriguez is also ranked second.

Wayne has a little impression of him. It seems that he was once the chief Auror of the German Ministry of Magic.

As for the first one, he did not come, and Wayne did not write to her.

Sitting down, Wayne said the question that everyone was most concerned about: "I did meet Mr. Grindelwald, twice."

"Great, great." Rodriguez said excitedly: "How is the adult, is there any disease in the body, he asked you to contact us, is there any deep meaning, is he willing to come out?"

After speaking, the old man realized that he had too many questions and apologized repeatedly.

Wayne shook his hand, indicating that it was okay. He waited for Rodriguez to calm down before continuing:

"Grindelwald is in good condition at the moment, and his body is still strong. He can eat a whole table of dishes in one meal.What's the problem? I didn't even snatch the seat from him last time I had dinner with him."

"My contact with you has nothing to do with him. It's just that I needed some help and he recommended you to me."

"As for whether he wants to come out...he himself has no intention of doing so, and there are many people in the world who don't want to see the news of him appearing again."

"Except for Dumbledore, we are not afraid of anyone! "An old lady shouted loudly, so cruel and cowardly that Wayne was amused.

It's okay, he is self-aware and knows who he can't afford to offend.

Then they asked a lot of questions about Grindelwald, and some even asked Wayne to send some local specialties, fearing that Grindelwald would not have enough food and warm clothes.

At the end, they also tried to test Wayne's dissatisfaction with the current magic world.

If you need it, you can raise your arms and call for help. They can be responsible for mobilizing helpers, which made Wayne laugh and cry.

"Everyone, this time is actually just an accident. My target is only Scrimgeour, not the British Ministry of Magic, let alone the entire European continent."

"I believe many of you have investigated me. I am just a Muggle noble. Your so-called wizard supremacy concept has nothing to do with me."

Someone couldn't help but retort: ​​"But you became a wizard, and a great wizard. ”

The way they judge whether a wizard is great is not by the Order of Merlin, but by Grindelwald’s recognition.

The fact that Grindelwald can give Wayne the most core means of commanding the saints is enough to explain a lot of problems.

So, since meeting Wayne, there has been no clichéd test link, and these most loyal saints have all kept a low profile.

“Does that mean I will draw a line between myself and Muggles?” Wayne looked at him, and the old man was almost toothless when he spoke. “Grindelwald failed, which means that this theory cannot succeed. Even if it succeeds, I will choose to stand on the side of Dumbledore.”

Several people showed indignant eyes, but they suppressed it and did not explode.

Cross hurriedly tried to smooth things over: “Everyone, let’s not talk about this topic for now. Mr. Lawrence’s main purpose of coming here this time is not to debate with you. He is still waiting to appreciate your achievements. ”

“That’s right, Lord Grindelwald didn’t say anything, so why should you worry about it.” Rodriguez glanced at the others coldly, and then smiled at Wayne:

“Mr. Lawrence, it’s a pleasure to talk to you this time. If there is anything we need to do in the future, please let me know, and I will do my best.”

Others also expressed their opinions.

Wayne made a few polite remarks and walked out of the side hall.

In order to avoid arousing suspicion, these old saints did not follow him.

“Rodriguez, what do you think?” An old woman suddenly asked.

“As confident as the adults, the look in their eyes can’t deceive people.” Rodriguez said in a deep voice: “Speaking ofWhen Dumbledore and adults talk, he is completely equal, and few people in this world can do that. "

Another old man sighed, "But he doesn't care about fighting for the rights of wizards."

"It doesn't matter." Rodriguez shook his head: "As long as it's not someone with Dumbledore's temperament, there is still a chance."

"Times have changed. The idea of ​​enslaving Muggles is simply impossible to achieve, even if adults lead us. What we need is to let wizards live in the sun..."

Everyone was silent.

.......

"They didn't say anything, did they?" Newt asked nervously as Wayne returned to his seat.

"No." Wayne shook his head slightly, "Some cautious thoughts, but I didn't pay attention to it."

"That's good. "Newt breathed a sigh of relief.

Newt was not afraid that Wayne would be in danger, but he was afraid that Wayne would bring danger to others under the deception of others.

The speaker had already gone down. Before Wayne came back, the German representative spoke and said that the most important thing about this meeting was the simulation exercise, so that the Aurors from various countries could have a "friendly" exchange and make progress together.

Because it was a set process, no one had any objections.

This was a good stage for display and competition. The strength comparison between Aurors could represent the security level of a country to a large extent.

The so-called exercise was divided into two parts.

The first part was a one-on-one regular duel, with three players from each country.

The second part was a team competition. Aurors often performed tasks in the form of teams, so it was three to three.

The most The first to go on stage were the Aurors from the host country, France, and the initiator, Germany.

Both sides were good, and they were very skilled in using silent spells and instantaneous spells, and their movements were also very agile. In the end, the two countries did not decide the winner, but just stopped at the last minute.

Then it was the match between Austria and Hungary. This time, the Austrian player was obviously better, and three consecutive multi-cast silent spells shattered the opponent's defense and successfully disarmed the wand.

After the two Aurors left the stage, Wayne became excited.

He saw Scrimgeour say something to a big black fat man behind him, and then the man went on stage.

The opponent was an Auror from Romania.

When the host finished saying the names of the two, Wayne also knew who the big black fat man was.

Kingsley Shacklebolt, a member of the Order of the Phoenix and the future Minister of Magic.

"Watch it. "Wayne said to Newt who was almost asleep.

The old man also perked up and stared at the ring.

He wanted to see how Wayne made Scrimge look bad.

The battle started soon. The Romanian Auror took the lead in attacking, and a standard silent stun spell was quickly shot out. Kingsley Shacklebolt also reacted quickly, and launched a counterattack after picking up the spell.

However, to his surprise, the opponent did notInstead of releasing a defensive spell, he continued to attack with the intention of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Buzz~!

The spell hit the invisible barrier and bounced away, and Kingsley was suddenly shocked.

He has a defensive alchemical item!

But this is not the end. The Romanian Auror raised his right hand, a ring shone, and in the blink of an eye, two thick red lights shot out.

The protective shield that Kingsley hastily arranged was violently shattered, and fell into a short magic short circuit. The Romanian Auror seized the opportunity and hit him with two spells accurately.

One spell disarmed the wand in his hand, and the other spell directly blasted Kingsley away, landing heavily on Scrimgeour's table.

Scrimgeour, who was originally calm and composed, immediately turned black.

Wayne smiled.

Old man, I hit you in the face.

This is just the beginning. If you don’t get kicked out of the Ministry of Magic this year, I will accept you as my son! .

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