The card draw starts in Azkaban

Speaking of which, Dewey Jones gave Ms. Burnsch a radiant haircut.

I have to say that these little magic tricks of Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart are very effective.

Ms. Bernsch was indeed in great spirits.

She seemed to be energetic and looked at her face in the mirror. Ms. Bernsch nodded to herself in the mirror.

Dewey Jones led her out.

Ms. Bernsch saw the chilling Ministry of Magic, saw a large number of thugs and agents, and escorted some other Ministry of Magic officials to the basement.

"Has everyone been caught?"

Ms. Bernsch asked.

"Not everyone, Minister. To be precise, we have only scratched the surface. Things in the Ministry of Magic are much more troublesome than we imagined. I have already convened the next Wizengamot meeting in my name.

, this will be a trial that will last for a week.

In the meantime, no matter what Voldemort wants to do, we have to stop him. When I went to rescue people, I heard that he was going to find Grindelwald.

No matter what he wants to do to find Grindelwald, we can't let him succeed."

"I hope so."

Ms. Bernsch said that she was also worried. The people responsible for guarding Nurmengard were the Magical Congress of America and several European ministries of magic.

The several ministries of magic in Europe together don't have many wizards.

Although the British Ministry of Magic seems to be in decline, with only two or three big cats and kittens, it is still an internationally famous Ministry of Magic. Except for the Magical Congress of the United States and the Ministry of Magic of several other major countries, there are only a few wizards in other countries.

.

In some ancient African magic ministries, there are only a dozen or so wizards who may have the ability to act.

They also have their own things to do.

Wizards all have their own affairs to do, and if they are asked to guard Nurmengard, these wizards cannot even guarantee their role as a window-dresser.

So the person in charge of all this is actually the Magical Congress of America. Although some old British wizards still look down on the Magical Congress of America, it does not affect the growth of the Magical Congress of America over the years.

With a lightning speed.

So this time, the person who really meant what he said was the representative of the Magic Congress of America, a fat man wearing a coat and chewing chocolate in his mouth.

After hearing what the English Ministry of Magic said across the street, the fat wizard seemed a little absent-minded.

He has his own ideas.

Even the Magical Congress of America had to admit internally that the main reason Grindelwald did not leave the castle where he was imprisoned was because he was disheartened and his ideals were shattered.

It's not that he can't leave.

For a wizard like him.

When he is depressed, his wand has no power.

Whether he can be on par with Voldemort in his heyday is unknown. But now, everyone in the gathering knows that if Voldemort really reaches Nurmengard, there is no doubt that Grindelwald will fail.

How could a wizard who didn't even have the mentality to raise his wand confront the strongest Dark Lord?

He can only die like this.

die.

Thinking of this, Fatty felt that this might not be a bad idea. The manpower and material resources approved for Nurmengard every year were all because of Grindelwald.

If Grindelwald died like this...

The representative of the Magical Congress of America had a confused look on his face.

This is a good thing.

He looked somewhat relieved.

After thinking about the pros and cons of this matter, the MACUSA quickly realized that if this situation continued, the MACUSA would not be the first to be attacked.

To a large extent, this is the situation that the English Ministry of Magic is facing.

After weighing the pros and cons, the fat wizard quickly made a decision.

"We will tell our superiors about this matter, but one problem is that we need time."

Magical Congress said.

It looks like we will work hard.

But everyone present could see that his meaning was obvious, I don't want to deal with these things.

Just handle it yourself.

Dowey Jones picked up his pipe impolitely.

Without much serious thinking, he understood the other party's considerations.

Use Voldemort's hand to kill the other Dark Lord who was heavily guarded. Anyway, this new Lord currently seems to be only interested in England.

Unlike Grindelwald, although Voldemort made a lot of noise, his movements were only limited to England, and his slogan was pure-blood wizards. The Magical Congress of America has a pure-blood wizard with a hammer.

The rest of the countries may be worried about this, but the Magical Congress is probably the Ministry of Magic that is least like the British Ministry of Magic. They were established only a short time ago.

This group of wizards is not so hostile or discriminatory towards Muggles.

Overall, MACUSA is still young.

Ms. Bernsch also saw what the Magic Congress meant.

She felt her heart getting cold.

She still wanted to struggle, but unfortunately, the other party would not change her mind because of her words.

Profit is your best friend.

The chocolate fat man continued to eat two pieces of chocolate, and his words were as smooth and sweet as milk chocolate.

But no matter what he said, he was shirking responsibility.

After the meeting, Ms. Bernsch sat on the sofa, exhausted.

She also understood the other party's meaning and plan.

"These idiots."

Ms. Bernsch used a rare curse word.

Dowe Jones stood behind her and continued to smoke his pipe and said: "I'm going to Nurmengard."

Ms. Bernsch looked at him in surprise.

"I'm sorry, but what did you say?"

She repeated again, it was not that she didn't hear clearly what "Skrimgeour" said, it was because she heard what Scrimgeour said that she subconsciously asked the question.

What are you doing in Nurmengard?

"I said, I go to Nurmengard. No matter what happens, I can't let Voldemort get what he wants."

Dewey Jones said clearly.

"Voldemort is a very purposeful person. He will not do useless things, so..."

Dowey Jones exhaled a puff of smoke and said: "We must not bring two generations of Dark Lords together."

"Perhaps we can negotiate further," Ms. Burnsch said, but halfway through, she felt that what she said was ridiculous, and she added: "You can ask someone else to go, the Ministry of Magic cannot live without you."

"No, no, no, the Ministry of Magic cannot live without you, Minister."

"This is what I'm here to do, Secretary, Law Enforcement Division," said Dewey Jones.

He rubbed his forehead and said: "Without further ado, I may have to leave now, but no matter what happens, Minister, the Wizengamot trial cannot be stopped.

You can only speed up."