From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"Don't think about a big meal when you wake up. If you don't want your stomach and intestines to be damaged, just say so!"

In the school hospital, in front of Xiwen's bed, Mrs. Dallaire was scolding him angrily.

"Also, you have only been in school for three years. How many times have you come to the school hospital because of overdraft of magic power? I have never seen such a troublesome little wizard!"

Xiwen looked embarrassed and looked at Miranda as if asking for help, but found that she was covering her mouth and snickering.

Forced into desperation, Xiven had no choice but to give up his plan of going to the kitchen to find a house elf to cook a big meal for him, and drank the vegetable soup sent by Mrs. Dallaire with a guilty look on his face.

It wasn't until Mrs. Dallaire left that Sivan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Miranda angrily.

"Why are you just gloating about my misfortune and not saying anything for me?" He raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Don't you deserve to be reprimanded by Mrs. Dallaire for doing such a reckless thing?" Miranda stared back and said confidently.

Xiwen's eyebrows drooped again and he shook his head helplessly.

"At least the final result is good." He looked at the Gothic decoration on the ceiling of the school hospital and said softly. "You see, in terms of top combat power, the two of us together can basically match

A Grindelwald. If Dumbledore is added to the mix, then the Umbrella Party will completely lose its advantage in this regard."

"Theoretically, this is indeed the case." Miranda nodded and said with approval. "But there is also a problem. If he keeps avoiding duels with top combat forces and chooses not to meet us, then what can we do against him?

?Or let him catch one of us and defeat him one by one?"

"This is indeed a problem." Xiwen frowned, thinking.

At this moment, an owl suddenly knocked on the window with its long beak outside the school hospital.

Xiwen subconsciously sat up from the bed, reached out to open the window, and then took off the letter tied to the owl's feet.

While looking at the letter, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.

The next moment, an angry voice echoed through the campus hospital.

"How many times have I told you that owls are not allowed in the campus hospital!!"

Mrs. Dallaire's voice frightened Sivan so much that he subconsciously threw the poor owl out of the window.

Then, Mrs. Dallaire, who was holding a bottle of disinfectant, ran over angrily, and with lightning speed, she sterilized the area around Xiwen's hospital bed and the letters in his hand, and then treated Xiwen murderously.

Wenhao scolded him, and then left the scene still angry.

Xiven was in a trance for a while under Mrs. Dallaire's scolding, and then he remembered that the letter had not been opened.

Muran opened the letter in his hand, and Xiwen's eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Grindelwald said that he can agree to my conditions and give up the actual right to rule the country..." he read in shock. "But we need to release all the prisoners of the Wiccan Party."

"It's broken, the saints locked up in the mirror space haven't been released yet!"

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When Xiwen saw the dozens of members of the Wu Cui Party locked in the mirror space, he saw this scene——

The saints were all lying weakly or leaning against the wall in the ruins.

The entire mirror space was turned into a ruin. The ground and walls were messed up by the saints. The traces of burning, explosion, and cutting were clearly visible.

However, it can be seen from the large number of people that these saints have not yet found a way to leave the mirror space.

There were even a few saints who seemed to have chosen to apparate when they had no other options, and then as expected, they split up and their entire beings became incomplete.

Judging from the current situation, if there were not some sane people among them who provided treatment for those people and conscientiously provided drinking water with the water-making spell, these people might not be able to stay in the mirror space.

He died on his own within three days...

When they saw Xiwen, these loser-like saints showed several different reactions in an instant -

First, there was a group of angry and angry wizards who were extremely angry at Xiwen for locking them in this space for three days and three nights. They rushed over with shouts and tried to launch a suicide attack on Xiwen.

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These furious defeated dogs were pushed aside by Xiwen with a wave of his wand, and he controlled them with a full body binding spell, and then ignored them.

Another group of people showed a begging attitude, begging Xiwen to release them, even if they did not agree to be released, just give them something to eat.

Of course, a larger part of them were lying on the ground feebly, indifferent to Xiwen's arrival. Some of them didn't even wake up at all. During the three days they were imprisoned, they spent all their time casting spells in the mirror space as if to vent their anger.

The indiscriminate bombardment has long since consumed all of its own magic power.

The suffering of overdraft of magic power and the dilemma of not having food to satisfy their hunger for three days completely defeated them, leaving these originally arrogant saints exhausted.

Xiwen didn't pay much attention to these types of people, but went straight to the two saints who were still sane.

"You want us to be your internal agents? This is absolutely impossible!"

After hearing what Xiwen said to them, the two saints firmly rejected his request.

Xiwen looked at the performance of the two people and nodded with satisfaction. They can still maintain a clear mind and a firm stance in such a situation. These two people do have good wills.

"Don't tell the whole story in a hurry." Sivan smiled gently at the two of them. "Listen, Grindelwald escaped this time because of the failure of the duel. He even left many saints behind and were captured by us.

.Are you really willing to follow such a leader?"

The eyes of the two people showed disbelief at first, and then they couldn't help but become dubious when they thought that their Lord Grindelwald had not come to rescue his loyal followers for three consecutive days.

It wasn't until Xiven took out Grindelwald's letter that the two finally realized that the Dark Lord Grindelwald, who had been in power for decades, had actually been defeated!

Of course, they didn't know that Grindelwald was not defeated, but that Sivan was in a coma for two or three days due to overdraft of magic power...

But in Xiwen's territory, the truth of the matter no longer matters.

Under Sivan's constant coercion and inducement, one of the remaining sane saints finally agreed to become an honorable spy and relay Grindelwald's movements to Sivan.

Another saint who firmly believed in his ideals for the greater good and was unwilling to compromise was cast by Sivan with a forgetfulness spell and sent back to the crowd.

"You know, if Lord Grindelwald... Grindelwald releases the fire shield again, I will be exposed to his sight immediately." Neiying Noel said.

"It's okay. If something goes wrong, it's more important to protect yourself." Xiwen patted his shoulder generously, handed over a small double-sided mirror, and said to Noel.

"I will leave the rest of the saints to you to take back to the Wiccan Party. You have saved a lot of people in the mirror space in the past few days. After all, Grindelwald should take credit for these achievements and have more trust.

What's your point?"

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