Hogwarts: Start By Destroying Nurmengard Prison

Chapter 320 Is The Ministry Of Magic Gone So Soon?

Dumbledore looked at the panting Maxim, he knew the strength of the half-blood giant.

To make Maxim tired like this shows how anxious she is.

But Maxim really didn't stop for a moment.

After she left Furstenberg Square, she hurried to find a nearby fireplace.

Even her most beloved rune horse didn't care about it anymore.

But because the magic transportation network of the French Ministry of Magic was cut off by the saints.

She could only find a wizard on the black market and bought a portkey and ran to Hogsmeade.

Then go straight to Hogwarts.

Maxim can guarantee that this is definitely the fastest speed in her life.

And Hogwarts has Dumbledore and Nicol, the two legendary wizards.

As long as they take action, the French Ministry of Magic will definitely have no problem getting through this crisis.

As for the descendants of the legendary Grindelwald.

She couldn't believe that a little wizard had such great abilities!

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a chair flew behind Maxim.

But this chair is completely out of proportion to the stature of the Max 15 Sim.

Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the chair cloth and trim doubled in size.

"Sit down first, Olim."

"Is there anything you can talk about slowly."

Maxim was obviously not in the mood to sit down, she continued anxiously:

"Mr. Dumbledore, those dark wizards must be killing Ministry wizards by now."

"We might have time to go now!"

"Director Albon should last a while longer."

At this moment, McGonagall beside Maxim spoke:

"Calm down, Madame Maxime."

"I think you should tell Professor Dumbledore what happened first."

Dumbledore nodded pretending not to know after McGonagall finished speaking, and looked at Maxim with concern.

Maxim took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

She sank down on the chair behind her and said:

"I'm going to discuss with Minister Lafontaine today about the duel of the International Young Wizards..."

Soon, Maxim briefly explained the matter.

A dark wizard with black mist and bright red eyes.

The whole body is wrapped in a black robe.

Dumbledore and McGonagall exchanged glances.

It must be the ghost of that kid Ian!

And when Ian left this morning, he secretly took Nico with him.

He thought Nicole was worried that Ian was causing too much killing in his hometown.

The result is nothing but the lich who gave Ian the parchment filled with kill targets.

Definitely giving Ian's Lich a level up by the way!

Ian doesn't do things he's not sure about.

Otherwise, a new lich should not be able to deal with hundreds of Aurors at the same time.

Ian and Nico didn't put the Philosopher's Stone on the Lich, did they!?

Dumbledore quickly figured out what had happened in his mind.

He pretended to be serious and said:

"I probably know about Olim."

"But now..."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, an owl with a letter was thrown in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore and Maxim's eyes were immediately attracted by the letter.

I saw the logos of the International Federation of Wizards and the Wizengamot printed on the envelope.

A bad prophecy emerged from Maxim's heart.

Dumbledore also had a "click" in his heart.

Is the French Ministry of Magic gone so soon?

Ian probably didn't go there himself?

Dumbledore opened the letter with some confusion.

I saw Dumbledore's face getting darker and darker!

According to the descriptions of those surviving wizards.

The black mist emitted by the dark wizard can block the spells of hundreds of Aurors.

This proved his guess right!

Ian and Nico definitely put the Sorcerer's Stone on the Lich!

This outrageous range of black fog he has only seen on Ian!

These two lunatics must have done it for the experimental data!

But now that things have happened, what else can he say?

All I can do is cover for Ian.

And there have been many black magic attacks in the Muggle world!

The dead were some influential figures in the Muggle world.

At the same time, some members of the wizard family were also attacked by the black wizard.

Now it's the Saints who are "handling" the mess for them.

Alright, here's what Gellert did.

None of these two Grindelwalds can worry about it!

Dumbledore sighed again, and handed the parchment to Maxim:

"Olim, take a look.

Maxim tremblingly took the parchment.

At this moment, she felt that the parchment in her hand was heavier than the rune horse.

Soon Maxim finished reading the contents of the parchment.

She slumped in her chair, the parchment slipping from her large hands.

Now there is both anger and fear in Maxim's heart.

5.

Those black wizards killed many people.

But at least they didn't kill everyone indiscriminately.

Lafontaine didn't know where he provoked these terrifying dark wizards.

Albon and the others can only be regarded as bringing disaster to the fish in the pond.

Dumbledore stood up and walked over to Maxim.

He raised his arm and patted Maxim's shoulder:

"Olim, we have more important things to do now."

"Let's go, go to the Wizengamot, there are still people waiting for you..."

Just as Dumbledore and Maxi 180m were heading to the Wizengamot.

Midlern was soothing the wizards.

Now all senior Ministry of Magic officials than him are dead.

This task can only be undertaken by him.

In the middle of the night, Midlern finished dealing with the reporters and wizards.

He finally dragged his tired body back home.

Instead of turning on the light, he took down a large bottle of Flame whiskey from the liquor cabinet.

Midlern didn't use the cup, he opened the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

What happened today made him still in fear.

It's just that his heart is full of emotion for being able to survive.

The last time it was the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, I heard that everyone died.

None of the survivors could find one.

"Cough cough cough!"

Midlern drank too fast and accidentally choked himself.

He recovered his breath, wiped his mouth with his left hand, and threw himself on the sofa with the wine bottle.

He thought of his wife and his ten-year-old child.

The other day they went on vacation to England.

They should be on their way back by now.

Really want to see them soon.

Just when Midlern was thinking wildly.

From a dark corner behind him came a voice:

"Rain Midlern, I think you need to talk to me."

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