Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!The Grindelwald family's recognition ceremony went smoothly.

Dumbledore couldn't help but shed two lines of excited blood and tears.

Put these things aside for now.

Let us cast our sights on the "land of freedom" tens of thousands of miles away.

America, Wyoming, a small town.

Under the curtain of night, more than a dozen Aurors surrounded the town, with solemn expressions on their faces.

The leader looked at his team members and said in a deep voice.

"Gentlemen, are you ready?"

"Of course, Boss, let's kill the bitch monster!"

"Avenge Monroe!"

"eye for eye!"

This operation was very dangerous. Before them, dozens of fighters had been killed in the mouth of monsters, and even the capital of the corpse could not be recovered...

To put it bluntly, they are already the last cards of the American Ministry of Magic.

Therefore, this action must not be missed!

"let's go!"

The headed Auror had a solemn face and took the lead with his magic wand.

The yin wind blew, and Ye Xiao cried.

There are no people on the street.

The town that was still a peaceful scene three days ago has now become a veritable "ghost town"!

And the culprit.

It was the monster who claimed to be the "Lord of Darkness"-Voldemort!

"Hehe, another group of Aurors who are not afraid of death."

In the darkness, blood-red eyes stared at the Aurors' every move.

He is about 1.4 meters tall and inflated like a balloon filled with air.

But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the body surface it propped up is not covered with skin, but clumps of squirming flesh and blood.

Flesh and flesh make up countless distorted and painful fuzzy faces, which look terrifying.

This is the Dark Lord, Voldemort, who has completely abandoned his human identity and focused on improving his power!

"Master, isn't this just right?"

Peter was beside Voldemort, smiling gloomily.

He has changed into a clean outfit, but his wicked look is becoming more and more obvious.

When he came to this "land of dreams", he experienced a joy that he had never experienced in the past few decades.

Free America, killing every day.

Following Voldemort, he had made a lot of soup, and his little days became more and more moisturized.

"Absorbing the power of this team of wizards is comparable to the hundreds of Muggles before."

In Voldemort's eyes, human life is no longer human life.

It is a string of numbers.

A Muggle can increase his strength by one thousandth.

A wizard can increase one percent of his power.

Just like human beings never remember how much bread he had eaten, since he opened his heart to kill, he has forgotten how many people he killed.

He only knows that he has become stronger and stronger, even faintly surpassing his previous peak.

If this continues, it is not impossible to reach the realm of Sauron!

Voldemort was about to love the Muggles who were helpless and the wizards who rushed to die.

"Master, after finishing this vote, we have to find the target again."

Peter had no doubts about Voldemort's power.

Without Sauron, without Dumbledore.

The Dark Lord is the master of this land!

But Peter is still a little worried...

He was worried that the disturbance between himself and Voldemort was too great, attracting some real powerhouses.

If Dumbledore came across the sea, where could they escape?

Far East?

Goodbye.

The magic of the East has a more profound background than that of the West. When Voldemort and him got there, they might not mix well now.596 Novel www.596xs.com

To be content, to know how to cherish.

"we'll talk about it then."

Voldemort couldn't hear anything anymore.

Now in his eyes, there is only that team of Aurors, or the fresh flesh and blood!

"Be a part of me..."

He muttered to himself, quietly disappearing into the darkness.

"Master, come on!"

Peter waved his fist exaggeratedly and hid in the corner, watching Voldemort start another bloody feast.

Eat!

The more he eats, the stronger Voldemort's power is, and the safer Peter Perudy is.

Gluttony is no longer the original sin.

Gluttony is a virtue!

.......

[Mysterious monsters are slaughtering again, and the magic world is panicked!

[What is our Magic Council doing!Who guarantees the safety of wizards?

[The International Magic League has officially raised the danger level of the American magic world. How should American wizards protect themselves!

All messed up, all messed up.

The mysterious monster is like the sword of Damocles hanging over the head all the time, threatening everyone's life.

First, Arizona, Colorado, then California, New Mexico, and Wyoming.

Terror is raging in the western United States, but the Auror of the Ministry of Magic has frequently broken.

There is no security.

There is no safety anywhere!

That monster not only killed the wizard, but also Muggles.

Or, to put it another way.

That monster would kill everyone he saw!

New York, Magical Congress of America (Ministry of Magic).

The "Magic Congress of America" ​​is the main governing body of the American Magic Society.Unlike the American Muggle government, the Magic Congress of the United States adopts a unicameral system.

However, today the Magic Council has produced the biggest controversy in history.

"We must admit that Congress cannot solve that monster alone!"

"You mean, let's bow our heads to those damn guys in Europe? No, I never agree!"

"Face! Face! Face! You know face! Go and see, see how much we have viable combat power! What can we do if we don't ask for help from the International Magic League?"

"I believe that we, the United States of America, will survive this difficulty, and God bless America!"

"Hahahaha, this is the funniest joke I've heard this year. You can kill monsters by sitting in the office and praying all day? Wake up! It's 1996, not 1696!"

"Two gentlemen, stop arguing, don’t forget, it’s the Parliament now..."

"Go to your mother's council, a bunch of useless pigs!"

The Supreme Council is like a vegetable market with all kinds of people.

Scolding, silent, cold-eyed, and passionate.

But the wizards in suits and leather shoes discussed for three hours and still failed to come up with a set of definitive and feasible plans.

Support alone?

Ask for help from the International Magic League?

No one can make up his mind.

"enough!"

Finally, the speaker presiding over the parliament, and also chairman of the Magic Congress of America, Samuel G. Korhaug, slapped the table.

"Don't make any noise!"

Mr. Chairman was so dignified, and once he opened his mouth, he calmed down the wizards who were full of gunpowder.

"This is a major test for the American magical world, even more serious than the "Bigfoot Rebellion" in 1892.

I, Samuel G. Korhaug, in the name of the Chairman of the Magic Congress, announced that this incident will be handled by the International Magic League.

Gentlemen and ladies, prayer is useless, war is justified.

This is a real war!

I'm finished.

Who is for and who is against?"

(End of this volume)