"Who are you?"
Near the outskirts of Salzburg, seven or eight wizards intertwined their wands, sweat soaking their backs. The faces of all were overwhelmed by confusion and genuine fear. Alongside them lay dozens of wizards from the Austrian Ministry of Magic on the ground.
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is, is your name Rodris?"
"Why are you looking for Rodris...?"
A witch swallowed hard and her wand trembled slightly.
They all received a warning from Pope Rozier, and after discovering suspicious magic in Grindelwald summoning believers in Salzburg, they were temporarily transferred from the Austrian Ministry of Magic to support the wizard.
However, while they were still debating whether to enter the city to rescue Rozier and the others, or wait for the arrival of international magical support, an old wizard suddenly appeared before them, effortlessly taking down the present wizards one by one.
Before that, they never believed that there really were people who could be defeated one by one under the siege of more than thirty wizards. All the spells were blocked by the old man one by one. With the passage of time, a name that had vanished almost half a century ago reappeared in everyone's mind.
"Okay, wrong answer. I've already said, he disturbed my children."
Grindelwald closely observed the wizard in front of him for a moment, then shook his head regretfully and slowly raised his wand.
"Wait. I am Rodris. I want to retaliate and clarify, please do not use such a ridiculous excuse to humiliate..."
The overcoat was torn, and Rodris, who was still pale, emerged from the crowd, looking at the old man in front of him, took a deep breath, and was about to say some brave words.
"Everything has been forgotten."
A white light flashed, the wizard's eyes went blank, and his gaze lost focus and stared straight ahead.
Grindelwald arched his eyebrows and looked around at the enemies of the young wizards. The old man lowered his wand calmly.
"Before I go, I want to impart an experience from the elders. Learn to compromise, and do not always put yourselves in a position of righteousness - the city behind you is coming towards you, those who are not too aware. Decide, it's a bit dangerous now."
After speaking, Grindelwald elegantly nodded to the crowd like an elder, put away his wand, and walked away, unconcerned about the spell coming from behind.
"Wait, what's wrong with you, Chief Rozil?! What the hell do you want to do?"
Watching the back of the old man, a wizard woke up noisily.
Rozier?
Upon hearing this familiar surname, Grindelwald halted, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.
"Calm down, in my opinion, young Rozier is a smart person, he will choose the safest path. As for what I want to do..."
Grindelwald waved his hands behind his back and took a new step. "I am protecting the future of this world, as I have been doing all my life - for the greater good."
"Wait, you really are..."
Upon hearing the familiar declaration, the wizards in the rear abruptly opened their eyes and watched the figure of the old man disappear in front of them, their bodies relaxed, and relief showed on their faces.
"Damn, why didn't anyone tell me before coming... Do I have to fight against Grindelwald?"
"He really is him. Still alive. He must be at least a hundred years old now."
"I can't believe we have repelled Grindelwald head-on, hahaha."
"Oops, Millhouse was scared. Who will help me contain him?"
...
At the same time, in London, England.
British Ministry of Magic, Minister's Office.
Intense conflict and discussion have been happening for a whole day.
"I emphasize again, this is a violation of the baseline, a naked division!"
Douglas from the risk capital department of Gu Ling Ge hit the file on the desk with his cane. The middle-aged goblin had a terrifying light in his eyes, and his face was full of regret.
The office is divided into three factions.
The side with the most people is the current Minister of Magic Fudge, Umbridge, the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, Batty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and Amelia Burns, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Senior officials of the British Ministry of Magic.
On the other hand are the fierce goblins of the Gulinge Wizard Bank led by Douglas and Leos.
And in between the two, on the edge of the whirlwind of the discussion, is a special advisor composed of Albus Dumbledore, Gesirda Machiban, and other members of Wisengama (the highest court of the magical world).
"I'm sorry, I still don't understand too much."
Connelly Fudge frowned, glanced at the dizzying stack of data and reports in front of him, and gave up on the idea of analyzing the information from the data, "As far as I know, the investment behavior of the Gulinge Wizard Bank has always been an impartial and neutral team. From your description, I don't see any problem."
"No problem? Stupid wizard, what do you want me to tell you several times before you understand?! This is a war!"
Douglas slammed the table in anger, and his long, pointed fingers pushed the report across the table.
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