Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

In a valley somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains in the far east, a white-haired old man holding a magic wand was half-kneeling on the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

"I heard that you are the descendant of some immortal, so I came to you for a discussion." Ogadis paused, "You are a little more experienced than those in the west, but that's it."

The white-haired old man was already among the top three powerful men in the wizarding world of this ancient eastern country, but there was still a big gap between him and Ogadis.

The old man couldn't understand what Ogadis was talking about. He just felt that this Western young man who had come to the door out of nowhere was terrifyingly powerful.

Ogadis turned his head and looked to the west, and muttered, "I always feel like something bad is happening over there."

Austria's Nurmengard Prison, where the most famous terrorist at the beginning of this century, Gellert Grindelwald, was imprisoned.

At this time, more than 30 wizards were surrounded outside the prison, and the two leaders were wearing dark green masks.

"For the greater good," Chatham thought as he looked at the inscription above the prison entrance.

Liya said, "Grindelwald can be considered a figure. The leader used to speak highly of him."

"That was before, and now he's just a bad old man," Chatham said.

On the Austrian side, the scene was restored, and the scene of the prison robbery by the Origin Cult was seen through the time converter.

Very slowly, the prisoners all rushed out of the cells. More than eighty prisoners gathered together in a noisy manner. When few of them saw that they were free, they immediately wanted to run away.

The only way to retreat to Lindwoban is by ferry, and the guards on the island return to the mainland in the same way when changing shifts.

In just a few minutes, Newgrinder was breached, all the gatekeepers were killed, and the prisoners outside roared with excitement.

"Hahahaha, you're out, you're finally out, Sean Goyles, he's waiting for you, no one can survive in your hands." Crazy man Bella looked up to the sky with a disheveled smile.

"Gellert Chathamwal, he's dead," said the Auror who ran up from downstairs.

"Let you out slowly."

But a blast of cold air hit, and the two prisoners who wanted to run were immediately frozen into ice sculptures and stood in place. Liya patted the two of them and said after getting off.

"You see, the weak are respected." The Wu Cui Party said to Big Badi.

Dementors can understand human speech and do not have certain thoughts. When other dementors see their companions die tragically and their opponents are normally weak, they immediately turn around.

"Azka? I treat you as people from Chathamwal." Liya said to Xing Yubei with a smile.

Then Liya pushed the two men. The moment the ice sculpture touched the ground, it instantly shattered into hundreds of pieces. The two prisoners died on the spot.

Since his defeat to Dumbledore, Grindelwald has lost his fighting spirit and faith. A few years ago, Ogadis also heard about Grindelwald's name and wanted to come and compete with him.

However, the 30 or so weak Origin Cult members were basically unable to resist us. Even without the help of the Dementors, they were still defeated quickly.

Dementors' attack methods are not actually weak, they are just too weak, and are aimed at the mental aspect. However, corresponding counter-magic and patronus spells have been developed to deal with such attacks, and the threshold is low, basically seventh grade. You can learn by finishing.

"Is it the master?" The Death Eaters, who felt Voldemort's comeback from the White Devil's mark, were already excited.

Lindevoban's cell was opened one by one, and more than seventy prisoners filed out.

"Why is there a boat here?" The guard pointed at the approaching yacht. "Yes, it is your ship."

Chathamwo, who was outside the cell on the top floor, also heard the small noises above, but I still sat on the edge of the bed fiercely.

"Bones, he doesn't have a lot of people at his disposal that he can't mobilize?" Fudge asked.

The prisoners looked at the corpses of the underground guards and were in silence. The strength of the gang was terrifying, and they were even more agile in their actions.

Amelia Bones, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, said, "The main task of your law enforcement team now is to maintain the affairs of the Ministry of Magic and Diagon Alley. There are more than ten people available."

The head of the Auror Office, Rufus Scrimgeour, said, "You should select at least 3 people. There are only a dozen of you in total. Now they are all released to perform tasks."

There were less than 30 witches who were comparable to Aurors, plus Leia and the witch cultists, and the dozen or so guards of Newgrind were completely rivals.

The prisoners who were still in chaos suddenly became quiet and looked at Liya's group in fear.

The guard at the foot of the island asked his colleague beside him, "Is today a shift change day?"

Azka was an organization founded by Chatham War back then. It had a small power in Europe. Before the fall of Chatham War, few members of Azka were also imprisoned. Xing Yubei, a small number of members after half a century. All died of old age.

Outside the prison robbers, Bella saw Big Barty, and you thought it was Voldemort who sent people to free us.

"They have heard bad news. You are the Origin Cult. There are only two options in front of you now. One is to join you, and the other is to die." The Wu Cui Party said the same thing to Xing Yubei in New York.

"Yes, yes."

Of course, Chatham Waugh chose to agree to join the Origin Cult, that kind of terrorist organization. I'm not tired of it yet. Now I can do anything. I don't sit under the single bed in the cell every day and wait to die.

The British Ministry of Magic immediately convened a meeting after receiving the news, and Fudge was considering sending guards to Lindworth Banga.

The eight dementors flying towards you in mid-air turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then fell into pieces.

"Isn't it difficult to deal with? It's just a living thing. If it's a living thing, it's afraid of death." Wu Cuidang said cleverly.

"Something happened." An Auror looked at the scene behind him with a pale face. Dozens of guards died and all the prisoners escaped.

"Listen to me, you are called the Origin Cult. There are only two ways in front of you now. One is to join you, and the other is to die. You give them 10 seconds to think about it." Wu Cui Dang said enthusiastically.

"Let everyone out," the Wu Cui Party said.

While a few people were having a meeting, a yacht arrived in the waters of Lindevoban, an isolated island in the North Sea.

Under the deck of the yacht, Liya said, "That damn place and the storm under the sea all have some kind of factor that interferes with the magic. No wonder we chose that place to build the prison."

"You came to release them, and they didn't even say thank you. That's too polite."

"The dementors who are guarding them are difficult to deal with." Big Barty, who had been following Voldemort, unexpectedly appeared there.

The news of Newgrind's attack quickly hit the international news. Sitting outside the principal's room, Master Dumbledore read the newspaper for a long time.

"There are less than 10 guards on Lindevoban's side, and there are no dementors yet. If we send 13 more people over, you've seen enough." Thicknesse said.

"The Frozen Realm." Liya, wearing a happy mask, charged up and cast a low-level magic with a range.

The guards suddenly became alert and quickly notified the others, unaware that the ship was approaching.

"Where are they from? Azka?" asked an old prisoner.

"Where's Scrimgeour?"

"Hoho, this is a brother from a different path. He is so brave."

When reinforcements from the Austrian Ministry of Magic arrived, the Origin Cult disappeared with the prisoners. Except for the last two prisoners, all the others chose to join the Origin Cult.

After entering Nurmengard and seeing the decadent Grindelwald, who was like a candle in the wind, Ogadis shook his head and left.