Chapter 1171 ?Mixed-Blood BOY Comes to Us

What is on the TV screen is Gringotts in Germany - although Germany itself has banned the spread of magical TV in its own country, in the case of such major news, just like the UK was unable to prevent the arrival of foreign reporters before, Germany also did not The method prohibits reporters from conducting normal interviews.

The families of the victims who were screaming, the fire that had not yet been extinguished but was still throwing out some animal forms running around from time to time, the blood stains flowing or dried on the ground, the bloody limbs... The surface of the bank had basically been destroyed to a state of disgrace. The walls and decorations have turned into broken bricks and rubble, and more wizards and goblins lie motionless in the entrance and hall of the bank, with almost no visible injuries.

The scene was chaotic. Among the ruins, the Aurors who came after hearing the news stood with their wands in hand, trying in vain to search for survivors under the collapsed bricks.

Outsiders were not allowed to enter the bank, so the reporters focused on the surviving wizards and goblins in the bank. Many ordinary people who came over with knowledge stared blankly at the exposed people through the ruins. With an empty coffers, he realized that all his years of savings were gone.

The witches cried miserably, and many wizards chose to seek compensation from the goblins, arguing loudly in the entanglement - the subtitles on the TV accurately translated these.

"Madam, please cheer up. We can still earn more gold galleons. Being too sad is not good for your health." The foreign correspondent comforted a witch in German who was holding a baby and crying silently, and looked at the baby in her arms. The still ignorant little baby couldn't help but feel sad.

"It's not the gold coins, it's my husband..." The witch faced the direction of the collapsed vault and wailed, "He was here at the time, and now he will never come out alive... All the wizards at the scene are dead... No one survived …”

"Please have my condolences..." The female reporter felt the weakness of her words. She wiped the corners of her eyes, and an angry wizard broke into the camera and tried to reach into the reporter's microphone.

"Sir, I just saw that you had a dispute with the goblins of Gringotts, and your property was also damaged?" A beautiful brown curly-haired female reporter with a heroic look on her eyebrows handed the microphone to the wizard.

"Yes! All the savings I had worked so hard to accumulate were inexplicably robbed. I originally stored all my property here because of the recent insecurity! Unexpectedly, I lost everything and became a homeless person! Became a refugee!" The wizard looked like he was holding a big bomb in his arms. "These damn goblins said this was the safest place in the world when they stored it. What are they proud of? Now, they won’t return my hard-earned money to me!”

After the wizard yelled at the camera, he turned around and pestered the goblins for compensation. Under his guidance, many wizards who were lifeless, sad or hopeless seemed to have found a point to vent. The goblins rushed over, eager for an explanation. He led many people to shout and express their dissatisfaction.

"Our Ministry of Magic did almost nothing in this incident! If the Ministry of Magic hadn't summoned all the Aurors to hinder the floating city from Britain, then Gringotts's defense force would not be so weak!"

"And these people were all scared away in the past! They did nothing but embarrass themselves! Look how safe it is now that France next door has made good relations with Britain and accepted their asylum."

"We also lost the Black Forest! Now the British are building their colony there!"

The entire hall was in chaos. The female reporter was saying something loudly to the camera, but the noisy background sound suppressed her voice.

"The people who suffer the most harm in wars are always ordinary wizards without power." Dumbledore's voice was full of pity, "The same is true for politics..."

"Hess actually sent people to solve the problem in the distance of the camera, but the British cameras obviously did not intend to broadcast this information." Grindelwald grabbed a handful of popcorn and sprinkled it into his mouth, "That mixed-race boy helped that bad boy A handful, from now on the title of safest bank will probably be Harris Bank.”

"The goblins used the law to prevent Len Harris from entering Gringotts to search for Tom's Horcrux, but the law could not stop him..." Suddenly, Dumbledore stopped speaking. He looked seriously from above the half-moon glasses to suddenly Grindelwald sat up.

At this time, Grindelwald's fingers still stained with popcorn stains had already held the wand that Allen had made for him. He waved it casually, and a dark blue flame burst out, and it hit the Next to him, Dumbledore and the white wizard were behind the iron railings that had trapped him for many years. Following the trajectory of the flames, the furniture and iron railings collapsed to the ground as if being burned from the inside by the fire shield. Became ashes.

"Elder... Thestral tail feathers... Albus, you should be able to use this too..." Grindelwald said to Dumbledore, who was forced to stand up because the sofa was destroyed, and his eyes only had strange gray-white pupils. , looking coldly and emotionlessly outside the iron railing, "You are right, that mixed-race boy is here to find us..."

"Now the attention of the German Ministry of Magic is focused on Gringotts... It seems that Tom listened to his subordinates' suggestions this time. UU reading www.uｕｕｓhu.ｎet" Dumbledore also held his wand, following Grindelwald , walked out of the iron railing together, facing the many black figures that suddenly appeared in the corridor.

These black figures walked along the corridor towards Dumbledore and the others. They occupied the space in the corridor, and the eyes exposed in the slits of the masks under the hoods were shining.

The sound of leather shoes on the floor sounded oppressively in the corridor. Voldemort, still wearing only a fluttering magic robe without seams, walked into Dumbledore's sight like a ghost, and those who were originally guarding the prison The prison guards were all dumbfounded and following him and his men in a daze.

"Dumbledore?" Voldemort's unexpected voice echoed in the corridor, and then a ferocious smile appeared on his face, "Very well, it was a stupid decision for you to come here tonight, but it is just right for me. Today I can deal with two people at once..."

The Dark Lord in front of him was in a worse shape than the last time Dumbledore had seen him. His exposed prosthetic leg looked dead, but the mummy-like hand was still holding the wand; and that On the distorted face, one red eye appeared brighter in the darkness, with two slits for the pupil, like a cat's eyes, while the other eye even had some rot on the surface, and the skin around it seemed to have cracked. Come on, the Vecna ​​Eye bulged in the eye socket, staring at Dumbledore, which made his face look even more terrifying.

Withdrawing his scrutinizing gaze, Dumbledore still said calmly: "Good evening Tom, I know that there are many black magic that can destroy a person, but in addition to allowing you to do some things that are not done by humans today, you also Successfully made myself look less like a human being..."

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