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Chapter 336 Voldemort's real conspiracy 【Subscription】



Chapter 336 Voldemort's real conspiracy 【Subscription】

On the other side, Newmengard.

The living room that Amber was familiar with has now been enlarged a thousandfold.

There are countless black-robed saints standing here, looking at the middle-aged man with white hair on the stage with devout and fanatic expressions on their faces.

At this time, Grindelwald's half-length white hair fluttered freely, revealing his vicissitudes of life but determined face.

He is now looking fixedly at the altar in front of him. The green flame on the altar is burning brightly, showing a coquettish beauty.

"Strange, why is there an obscure magical wave that spreads almost all over Europe?"

Seeing the flames beating on the altar in front of him, Grindelwald instinctively frowned.

"Check it out, in Europe now, besides us, who else is arranging a large-scale magic circle? 55

"Yes Master."

A saint next to him bowed deeply, then turned around, and ran out of the hall with small steps.

"How dare you hinder me? Kill it when you find it."

A human life is in the mouth of Grindelwald, not even the humblest ants.

After he gave a casual command, he walked off the stage and sat down on the stone throne, surrounded by the crowd.

29 "No news from the Slughorn side yet?"

With his right hand on the seat, pressing his temple casually, Grindelwald's tone seemed so cold.

"Without the owner, our stronghold in London has been artificially destroyed, and now no one dares to easily probe the situation there."

"We suspect that this is a joint operation of the European Ministry of Magic, otherwise, Slughorn will not even have time to spread the news.

"Hey—joint action?

Grindelwald sneered, a look of disapproval in his eyes.

"Just those bastards from the European Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes, Master, and though it is inconceivable, it is the only explanation. 35

The black-robed saint next to him bowed deeper, and his face was almost pressed against Grindelwald's instep.

"We also investigated, this matter was not done by the Presbyterian Church."

"Since the last war, the elders have lost both sides with us, and they have no ability to send forces that can accomplish this."

"Not the Presbyterian Church."

Hearing the judgment of the black-robed saint, Grindelwald made a random conclusion.

He sat in a different position. Yuyou said:

"The purpose of the Presbyterian Church and ours is the same in great cause."

"The friction between them and us is essentially a struggle for control of the new world.

"But when it comes to business, the elders will not constrain us, check again! 35

"Yes, Master. 35

Another saint left in a hurry.

Speaking of which, Grindelwald seemed to have forgotten about this matter.

After the orders were issued one after another, saints kept coming in and countless saints left.

After a while, only Grindelwald was left in the hall.

"Umbrella, what's the matter with you..."

When there was no one around, Grindelwald could finally frown and think carefully about Umbrella.

Before those saints, Grindelwald had to put on a scheming and well-planned performance.

Because Grindelwald is the soul of these saints and their spiritual support.

The spiritual pillar cannot be hesitant, he can only stand in front of everyone and lead the way.

But now, when no one else is around, Grindelwald can finally reveal his emotions.

Although it's so light as I said before, Umbrella is very different for Grindelwald.

He is Grindelwald's purse, and Grindelwald's ears and eyes.

Such a person would not feel distressed even if Grindelwald died, but he must not fall into the hands of others.

Thinking like this, Grindelwald reached into his neckline and pulled out a triangular pendant.

Looking at the flickering light on the pendant, Grindelwald frowned deeply.

Such a flash of light means that Umbrella is not dead, he is just in a state of emergency.

It is precisely because of this that Grindelwald became more and more anxious at this time.

"It seems that I need to see it myself."

With this thought in mind, Grindelwald stood up, raised his feet, and was about to walk out the door.

However, when he just set off, the flames on the altar behind him suddenly exploded, causing him to turn around abruptly and stare at the flames closely.

"Strange, where is the magic circle set up, and it even affects the altar?

"This time, when I come back, I will focus on investigating this matter.

After shaking his head, Grindelwald walked out of the hall.

Outside the door, a saint, shrouded in black robes, knelt on one knee and said respectfully:

"Master, the surrounding has been explored, and there is nothing strange.

"Um."

Grindelwald nodded casually, didn't care about the saint next to him, and stepped out of Nurmengard.

However, he did not notice that there was a trace of black mist in the eyes of the saint next to him.

And when he Apparated out of here, the saint slowly stood up, a distorted expression appeared on his face.

"Hey... the original Dark Lord? That's all. 35

After 827 whispered something, the saint quietly stepped into the hall and closed the two heavy doors.

Then, he watched with burning eyes. The green flame on the altar, the depths of his eyes flowed, revealing endless greed.

"The purest magic fire, with it, what magic circle do I need?"

The saints smiled. Immediately, his body twitched wildly.

The severe pain made him unable to control his body, lying on the ground, before slowly standing up after a long time.

"Damn Grindelwald, damn Cadmus, damn Dumbledore..."

On the face of the saint, a face of nothingness slowly emerged, getting further and further away from this body.

Feeling the separation of the soul and the body, the saint hurriedly took out his wand and made constant gestures on his own body.

After a long time, he forced his soul into his body and regained control over this body.

"If it wasn't for the three of them, how could I have been reduced to this tragic situation?"

The saint... no, it should be Voldemort, looking at the green flames on the altar, he couldn't help roaring in a low voice.

"But everything is worth it, as long as I conquer the magic flame, I can build a magic circle with only magic power, so as to get true immortality!

"At that time, I will be the king of everything!"


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