Outside the door of the dark cabin, a young man arranged his clothes, then silently opened the door and walked in.
In the middle of the room, a round-faced man was looking at the letter in his hand with a slight tangle on his face.
"Lord Orson."
The handsome young man bowed to the man and said.
"Oh, Jacob, you're here." The man raised his head, tapped his head with his finger, and then asked with a smile: "How are you preparing?"
"We have prepared an attack."
Jacob said calmly: "A student got the details of the reception from the professor. When the reception dinner starts, we will launch an attack. Even if we cannot kill Luke Gunter on the spot, we will at least give him a A very unforgettable summer vacation.”
Jacob assured in front of Orson very confidently.
Orson nodded when he heard this and said: "As long as you are confident. But you must be careful about your own safety."
His tone was extremely caring, which made Jacob feel a little warm when he heard it.
"Okay, Lord Orson!"
Orson looked at Jacob who was moved, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Okay, you go back first. I have some things to deal with here, so I may not be able to care about you for the time being."
Jacob looked solemn when he heard this.
"Yes! Lord Orson! For the greater good!"
Orson looked at the enthusiasm in his eyes and nodded.
"For the greater good!"
Jacob left the house with a look of great responsibility.
After he left, Orson let out a long, exhausted breath.
"This kind of kid is really difficult to deal with."
A disembodied voice echoed in the room.
"We need such fanatical children. Lord Grindelwald will love them."
Orson looked down at the information in his hand, and then said seriously.
"Really? I think Lord Grindelwald would prefer a more sensible child."
The voice said with a smile.
When Orson heard this, he said helplessly: "It doesn't matter. If we can't rescue Lord Grindelwald within four years, then we will be complete losers."
After saying this, Orson's eyes suddenly sharpened: "So, how did you complete your mission?"
"We have found clues. But you also know that we have considerable power all over the world. But not in the UK. According to our guess, that group of people should be hiding in the UK, or even in Huozhou. Near Gwarts.”
"It's going to be a long process."
The misty voice also had a hint of helplessness in its tone.
"Let's start with Hogwarts. This is probably the most likely place to find them."
"It's more difficult...but we will try our best."
Orson nodded, and then said: "By the way, keep an eye on that woman. According to Lord Grindelwald's prophecy, she will become the key."
"Will do."
After saying that, the ethereal voice stopped ringing. The whole room also feels a lot emptier. Obviously nothing has disappeared, but it just gives people this feeling.
Orson licked his lips.
"These sacrifices are necessary."
"For the greater good."
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"That is what it is, Lord Tripcard."
Dita Bilao buried her head in her chest, with a look of helplessness and fear on her face.
There is no way, the consequences of his failure in this mission are too serious. This directly caused the Tripcard family to lose face in front of Luke Gunter, and even caused the other party to express their dissatisfaction with them. This was not a problem that could be solved with an apology or a bow.
Tripcard looked at the loyal young man in front of him, his heart was filled with anger, and he even laughed out of anger. Yes, he did instruct him to show the strength of the Tripcard family in front of the little guys of the Gunter family. But this doesn't mean that he and the MAC should face each other head-on.
The British Ministry of Magic is still the exclusive preserve of that group of people. And they can't get involved in the Magic Congress. How can this be called a show of strength? This is clearly showing cowardice...
"What you did is really not good enough..."
His voice was particularly cold because of the suppressed anger.
Dita Birao looked desperate. My life is probably coming to an end now.
"Get out! Take charge of those students personally!"
Tripcard's cold voice sounded, but Snow was not announcing Dita's death sentence.
Dita raised her head in surprise, but quickly restrained her exposed emotions. He said with some sadness: "I will definitely not bring shame to the honor of the Tripcard family!"
After saying that, he bowed deeply, turned around and left the place.
Tripcard sat alone in a chair, frowning.
"Is this kid going to give me a kick?"
Tripcard frowned as he thought.
Luke's actions were not necessarily to embarrass Dita Birao. It wasn't necessarily that what Dita Birao did actually offended him. It is very likely that I was prepared to give them a kick from the beginning.
This kind of aggressive attack is actually reasonable. After all, he is also flexing his muscles to Luke. Now it seems that the other party does not accept this trick.
Tripcard sneered.
"Good thing..."
As he spoke, he drew a special magic symbol on the mirror not far in front of him. The mirror resonated with the magic symbols and glowed with a light pink light. Soon, a man's figure appeared in the mirror.
The man has long black hair and a slender face, like a snake's face. The most eye-catching thing about the whole face is the pair of lake-green eyes.
They were the same color as Luke's eyes, but these eyes were inexplicably much cloudier than Luke's eyes.
"Lord Tripcard, is it a bit rude to suddenly come to me with a telescope?"
The appearance of the telescope was sudden. A certain mirror in his home changed almost instantly. He had no room to stop it. And in this case, Tripcard was able to see some other things through the telescope. .
They have known this characteristic for a long time, so he only has one mirror at home.
"Oh, Mr. Stewart, I apologize for any inconvenience this has caused you." Tripcard's tone was so sincere, "After all, I have no way to control the telescope. Or maybe this thing itself is not controllable by humans. of."
Stewart scoffed at Tripcard's claims.
Although Tripcard has been saying this, not many people really believe it.
Everyone would rather cover the mirror and only open it when they use it, rather than endure Tripcard's sudden call.
"Please get down to business, Lord Tripkard. We have learned from you that you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything."
Stewart didn't mean to give Tripcard any face, so he said firmly. Tripcard didn't think twice and said with a smile: "I'm just here to remind you that your distant relative has just arrived in the United States. Principal Gilbert also sent Miss Miranda to greet him."
Hearing this, Stewart's face turned completely gloomy. Obviously he didn't know about this and was quite angry.
Seeing this situation, Tripcard breathed a sigh of relief.
"I also sent someone to greet Mr. Gunter. After all, as the leader of the nobles, I still have to explain some things clearly to him. For example, he came to help us restore the vitality of the snake tree, which everyone is very happy about. but……"
Tripcard took a deep look at Stewart and said seriously: "I have to remind him that he is an Englishman after all. American aristocrats have their own rules. We may watch the interests of our companions be affected. After all, if this is the case this time, then when we face such a situation, no heat will be able to help us."
Tripcard spoke with emotion, while Stewart listened calmly.
"Looks like you didn't make it."
Stewart said unclearly.
Tripcard, on the other hand, didn't care that there was something in the other person's words.
"I'm sorry, I didn't convince him. No, I didn't even see him." Tripcard shook his head regretfully, "Lord Gunter seems to have his own power in the United States. This was beyond my expectation. "
When these words came out, Stewart's eyebrows knitted together. He said somewhat tangledly: "This matter..."
"I will continue to investigate this matter. I will definitely give you an explanation, Lord Stewart." Tripcard said with a serious face, "But I also need your attitude now. Do you want Lord Gaunt to intervene? How about entering into the power that originally belonged to you?"
In fact, this is a content that has no meaning at all.
Although I don’t know what mental state Yinsolte Thayer was in at that time before he added Gunter’s surname to the ranks of natural school directors. But as long as Joseph Stewart made up his mind and refused to admit it, there was no way Luke Gunter could really intervene.
Unless there's something in his hand that Stewart can't refuse.
But Stewart did not flatly refuse as he imagined.
"I need to explain this after meeting and talking with Gunter."
Stewart was serious about saying something that Tripcard thought was silly.
"Are you hesitating?"
Tripcard looked at Stewart in surprise.
Stuart did not explain, but just shook his head and said: "Of course I have my own reasons. Lord Tripcard won't bother with this."
As he said that, he seemed to have heard something and shouted twice behind him. Then, with Tripcard's seemingly enthusiastic but actually angry expression, he said, "I have to leave first, Tripcard." Lord Card, there are still some documents waiting for my approval. You know, I am always busy."
After saying that, Stewart was like the symbol that appeared on the mirror, erased with magic. Then he sneered and said, "Are you going to use me as a raft?"
"Of course I don't like that little bastard. But if you want to prostitute me for nothing, of course you are not a good person!"
After Stewart finished speaking, he took a deep breath and then looked at the person behind him.
"You are right. No one really cares about my name as the so-called 'descendant of the founder of Yinfamoni'. Now, is there anything else you want to say?"
Stewart stared at the man in white robe standing behind him and said impatiently.
Gilbert regarded his interests as nothing. Tripcard wanted to take advantage of him. Luke Gunter even wanted to feast on his own body. To him, none of the three parties is a good thing. If possible, he hoped that the three parties could knock the dog's brains out and reap the benefits himself.
"have."
The man in black robe behind him made a dull voice, his tone was ordinary.
"I'm here to help you, Joseph Stewart, I've said it from the beginning, I'm here to help you."
The man in white robe who couldn't see clearly said seriously: "We have made arrangements to deal with Luke Gunter, and now we are just waiting for you to provide us with a good opportunity. As long as there is such a If you have a chance, you won't worry about this matter anymore. Even..."
"You might still have a chance to seize Luke Gunter's property. After all, you are indeed distant relatives."
Thinking of the good things that the Gunter family might have, and the luxury of the Gunter family recorded in their ancestors. He knew clearly that the other party was talking nonsense, but he still couldn't help but feel dry.
"Of course, we are distant relatives and blood is thicker than water."
Stewart said righteously: "I will ask Luke Gunter to come to my mansion to meet, and we will peacefully discuss the division of the rights left by our ancestors."
"If there is nothing wrong with my dear Lord Gaunt, then I will definitely be so ashamed that I will even be admitted to the hospital."
What he said was so sentimental, but the connotation was clear to everyone.
"Don't worry, you will not be suspected. At most, you will be accused of poor supervision."
The man in white robe said confidently.
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"Grandpa, your conch is ringing."
Luofu looked at the little conch hanging on his grandfather's waist and was making a beautiful singing sound, and said with some surprise.
The first time Newt heard the sound, he covered Rove's ears.
But looking at Luofu's somewhat confused eyes and his still normal spirit, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems like after all these years, she's finally able to control her powers."
Newt looked a little relaxed and a little relieved.
"Her?" Luo Fe looked at Grandpa suspiciously, "Grandpa, don't you have other stories outside?"
Newt looked at his grandson with a speechless expression on his face. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't hold it in until his face turned red and he couldn't say anything in the end. He's not good at explaining what's there and what's not.
"You'll know when the time comes."
As he spoke, he put the sounding conch to his mouth.
"Randy? Is that you? Randy?"
