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It is hard to imagine why an ancient wizard family would deliberately collect a piece of wood.

and.......

The wood is really conspicuous.

The flashing light in the corner makes it impossible to pay attention.

"That one?"

Gellert turned his head and showed a mysterious smile.

"No one knows what it is, but our family is probably named after it. We are "greenwood".

I think you should come closer."

This old man is still on sale.

Klein raised his eyebrows.

Walking closer, he curiously stroked the surface of the piece of wood, but he shuddered unconsciously.

"This!"

Klein, who was originally lacking in interest, immediately became energetic.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the trace of life magic revealed by the wood just now is comparable to a hundred pounds of fire dragon's efforts.

As long as you can master the power, the flesh and bones of the living dead are completely fine.

Compared with it, the resurrection stone can only be regarded as the "brother among younger brothers"!

"Hehe, everything belongs to you, and you will have time to study slowly in the future. Now, let us go up, Roco should make dinner."

Gellert smiled.

He understood Klein's reaction now.

That wood is a treasure, every generation of Patriarch Grindelwald knows, but no one has ever been able to draw out the power in the wood.

Over time, wood has become the most luxurious furnishings in Grindelwald's Secret Chamber.

but.......

If it were Klein, maybe I could really figure out what way.

But this has nothing to do with his old man.

Food matters, food matters.

When he is full, he will go to the garden to plant flowers and trees.

......

Although it was called the "Freedom", Dumbledore felt that the air here did not seem to be sweeter than elsewhere.

The sky is gray and there is smoke in the air.

He took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and murmured.

"Compared with the fog in London, it's not much better..."

"Ah, Mr. Dumbledore, here you are."

On the dock, people from the Magical Congress of America were waiting for Dumbledore.

Seeing the tall, gray-bearded old man, two young wizards immediately greeted him with respectful smiles.

"Hehe, the long-lost trip made my body almost fall apart. It's nice to see you."

Dumbledore came to the United States through the "door key" this time.

Transfer magic, after all, it's not as comfortable as taking transportation.

The old man smiled and took off his brown top hat.

"Then, take me to your Congress headquarters."

"Of course, please."

One of the two wizards in charge of reception took Dumbledore's suitcase, and the other led Dumbledore to a black car.

"Mr. Chairman is waiting for you in the car."

"Oh, thanks."

Dumbledore grinned and got into the car.

Sure enough, Samuel G. Korhaug, chairman of the Magic Congress of America, was in the car.

Seeing Dumbledore, he showed an apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dumbledore, I know it's a bit rude to treat a great wizard like this, but now there is a new situation on the Congress side.

As chairman, I have to be cautious."

Samuel's words seemed meaningful, and Dumbledore blinked and smiled.

"It's all right, what a great wizard, I'm just a crazy old man.

The support from the English Ministry of Magic will come within a week, but this horrible old man of me can't wait and changed our original plan without authorization. You won't blame me."

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But remembering that every day was delayed, Voldemort's power got stronger again.

How could he wait any longer!

"No, definitely not, it's better to say, I'm too grateful yet."

Samuel patted his heart.

"When you come, I feel much more at ease."

"Okay, don't mention these words anymore. Tell me about the latest situation. It looks like...

Not optimistic?"

Dumbledore waved his hand, his figure straightened.

"This......."

Hearing this, Samuel was silent for a while.

After a long time, he clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.

"Yes, as you can see, the current situation in the Magical Congress of the United States is rather bleak.

That monster, now calling itself the "Master of Darkness", declared war on us with a Muggle murder three days ago."

Three days ago, the mass murder in Washington State brought people's panic to a climax.

It was like sparks falling on a barrel of explosives, detonating the entire society in an instant.

The Muggle government tried to conceal that the Magic Congress was busy.

At this moment, something strange happened.

In the Holocaust, a survivor appeared.

"The Dark Lord....... Its reign is about to begin, and everyone is its slave..."

The only survivor was crazy, and at first glance was cast a "ecstasy."

"This is a war, and those who dare to stand on the opposite side of it must accept the "blood" trial."

After speaking, the survivor died.

But those words spread without reservation.

The Muggle government can still use violence to block news, but what about their magical world?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the monster is clearly provoking the Magical Congress of the United States.

However, they have no alternative.

I couldn't find it before, but now I simply can't beat it.

Moreover, these days, there have also been horrible incidents in which members were attacked on and off work.

To put it bluntly, now the Ministry of Magic has been destroyed by a terrorist attack!

"That's it."

After listening to Samuel, Dumbledore's expression became much more serious.

Declaring war publicly is indeed something Voldemort can do.

The current situation is a bit tricky...

He must also act.

"Let's go to the Magic Congress first, and my assistant should be waiting for me there."

In a hurry, Dumbledore decided to visit the Magical Congress of the United States first.

"assistant?"

Samuel was surprised.

The assistant to the Minister of Magic of the United States should be very famous.

Why didn't he hear any wind before?

"Hehe, you know when you see someone, let's go."

Dumbledore smiled mysteriously.

His assistant is not the "omnipotent tool man" Kara A dream, but the "crazy eye" who was running around the world before, Aristo Moody.

This time the two of them joined forces, relying on Horcruxes, and they had a great chance of winning against Voldemort.

The old man is very confident.

"Ok."

Seeing that Dumbledore was unwilling to disclose more, Samuel did not ask.

The car started and drove smoothly to the Magic Congress of America.

But at this moment, something new happened...

"Yes, it's me, Kohaoge. What? You say it again!"

Samuel had a dark face and got bad news from the communication crystal.

"Master of Darkness", the man-eating monster has appeared again!