Hogwarts: Start By Destroying Nurmengard Prison

Grindelwald smiled and took out a glass bottle from his robe to store Dumbledore's blood.

Dumbledore reacted and pulled his hand back instantly!

His face became darker than the bottom of the crucible!

But in the end I could only sigh helplessly, forget it, let them play!

Ian was a little disappointed when he saw Dumbledore's lack of reaction.

He also wanted to see Dumbledore looking so angry!

Ian shrugged in disappointment and continued to say to Grindelwald:

"When are you going to arrange this blood for Voldemort?"

"It's just that I suggest you wait."

Grindelwald's eyes shone slightly and asked:

"Did you predict anything interesting?"

Yi'an nodded and said mysteriously:

"Severus will be very happy next semester."

"We can still watch some good shows!"

Grindelwald and Dumbledore looked at Ian as the Riddler and laughed.

If you don’t want to say it, just don’t say it. Anyway, we’ll know next semester!

But Crouch, who had been silent all this time, just felt his whole body getting cold.

The future of the dark wizard who was rated as the most terrifying in British history was decided by Ian and others in just a few words.

Even Voldemort is just a toy in their eyes!

But there was one thing Crouch needed to confirm, and he raised his hand tremblingly.

Like a primary school student asking questions.

Grindelwald looked at Crouch and said with a smile:

(cdfb) "Barty, do you have any questions?"

Crouch decided to muster up the courage to ask Grindelwald and Ian:

"Sir, sir, regarding my son's safety

Before Crouch could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ian.

"I don't think you need to worry about that."

"The old man and Albo are watching over your dutiful son.

Crouch's eyes twitched, and he knew that Ian was mocking his son.

But now Crouch has no way to deny it.

He could only sigh, as if he had aged several years.

"Okay, sir, I believe you!"

Ian nodded, took out a piece of parchment from his robe and handed it to Crouch.

"I'm here for one more thing."

"Here is the cooperation information that French Minister of Magic Renne Middelion needs."

"As the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department, help him handle this matter."

Crouch tremblingly took the parchment from Ian's hand.

I saw words such as "annex...Europe...Ministry of Magic" written on it!

Crouch was so frightened that he almost dropped the parchment in his hand to the ground!

Ian didn't care about Crouch's reaction and said:

"Prove your worth first, Crouch."

"You will be the Minister of Magic before my fourth year."

"This will make you eligible to participate in this program with Renn."

"I won't interfere with the process. Just send the report to Moss Rozier."

"Daniel will keep an eye on you at all times. Of course, if you need help, you can also come to him!"

Daniel bowed slightly to Crouch, the smile on his lips unable to be concealed.

Crouch, on the other hand, was sweating all over his body!

He knows the consequences of failure!

And if he can't defeat Fudge's pig with the help of the Saints.

He himself would cast a death curse on himself!

But Crouch still had a question in his mind.

"Professor Dumbledore, Fudge seems to be yours?"

"Is it really okay for us to do this?"

Dumbledore did not answer Crouch's words, but Grindelwald stood up.

Looking at Crouch condescendingly.

His eyes were full of teasing and playful emotions.

"Barty, change, like magic, always comes with a price.

"Wizards need an outlet for the changes ahead!"

"Fudge was able to give his life for the greater good."

"This will be his greatest honor!"

The sun shines through the glass of Crouch's old house and onto Grindelwald's face.

He looks like a missionary priest from the church!

Ian and Dumbledore sat behind Grindelwald, with no expression on their faces.

The sun also shines on the two of them, just like passers-by on the roadside talking about the miscellaneous things about life.

But this scene made him feel extremely cold in Crouch's eyes!

"I understand, sir...".