Chapter 555 Hello, gas stove

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John's hair gradually turned black as he walked.

This makes him less visible.

Some people are destined to be the center of attention.

Grindelwald walked onto the stage, and the thousands of wizards cheered his name.

They were ecstatic, and with constant exaggeration, some wizards in Europe regarded Grindelwald as their savior and the incarnation of wizard supremacy.

Grindelwald stood on the stage like a demagogue and a rock star.

The scene seems to be getting out of control, no need to doubt these crazy fans.

However, Grindelwald just made a gesture, and the crowd gradually became quiet.

"My brothers, sisters, and friends," he strolled around the stage, "Such a surging applause should not be given to me, no."

He stopped at the edge of the stage and looked at the wizards in front of him, "This is dedicated to yourselves."

Queenie listened with fascination, while Jacob was forced to sit in his seat, terrified to hear a Wiccan talk about how to conquer and rule Muggles like him.

Yosef Karma was suspicious, Credence looked at Grindelwald who was so shining, and Nagini tightened her arms.

Rita was in the crowd. She didn't applaud, but she couldn't help being attracted by Grindelwald's personality.

She didn't notice that a young black-haired wizard next to her was observing with scrutinizing eyes.

"You are here today because of your inner desire and a recognition." Grindelwald is a brilliant orator. His eyes are full of forbearance and affection, which makes people unconsciously fall in love. "The old and decadent past should be left behind. back."

"You are gathered here today to seek innovation and change..."

"They say I hate non-wizards, Muggles, and No-Majs." His voice rose, "People who can't cast spells!"

Muggles were heard in the crowd, and boos and jeers were heard.

As Newt received at the Ministry of Magic, those purebloods believed they were born to rule the world.

A high-pitched cry of 'pest' made Jacob feel uncomfortable.

Queenie felt momentarily anxious and grabbed Jacob's hand.

"I don't hate them," Grindelwald said, making the boos disappear with one sentence. He lowered his voice, "I don't hate them."

"I will never fight for hatred. In my eyes, Muggles are not inferior but different from us."

Queenie listened to this with tears in her eyes.

In America, wizards cannot marry Muggles.

"It's not useless, but it has a different kind of value." His words were sincere. "It shouldn't be discarded, but it should be treated with special treatment."

"Magic flourishes only in a very small number of souls, and wisdom is bestowed on those who pursue higher causes."

"Think of the world we could create!"

"What we hope for is freedom and truth!"

The most fascinating thing about Grindelwald is his words, his actions, and his eyes.

His eyes made contact with Queenie, and in the most seductive and compassionate tone, he said the words that Queenie was waiting for.

"More love."

When Queenie came into contact with those eyes filled with pity for the wizard, she had been pulled into the fantasy of the world called Grindelwald.

"That's so well said, I can't help but applaud him."

Rita was immersed in the world constructed by Grindelwald, and the emotional voice next to her brought her back to reality.

John curled his lips, Grindelwald was really a good brainwasher.

"The Aurors are here." John muttered, an Auror was approaching.

Glancing at Rita next to him, John's eyes returned to the stage.

Rita felt a little weird because John's words were full of sarcasm.

This is not the tone that a Grindelwald believer should have.

"The time has come for you to see my prophecy."

"If you don't stand up and resist, take me back

They deserve their rightful place, and that is the consequence. "

Upon hearing his call, Wenda presented the skull pipe to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald took a deep breath through the tube, his eyes rolling up to reveal the whites of his eyes.

He began to exhale.

A huge cloak of bright colors seemed to spread out from between his lips.

John took a look and realized that this was not a pirated version of his own.

Little thing, I told you so much before, but you copied me.

The mist that was exhaled turned into an image.

Stride in boots.

Explosion.

People ran with guns drawn.

This was war, a display of Muggle power.

There was a huge roar, followed by a horrific nuclear explosion that lit up the amphitheater.

The power of terror is frightening, something magic cannot do.

Jacob saw this and said to himself, "We can't fight anymore."

Only as a witness to the war can one understand his mood.

It was a cruelty that I didn’t want to experience a second time in my life.

The proud purebloods screamed, and after the illusion disappeared, they murmured in fear.

His eyes returned to Grindelwald.

They are more fanatical.

The end is coming, and their savior is Grindelwald.

"That's what we're fighting against! That's the enemy!"

"Their arrogance! Their greed for power! Their barbarity and unreasonableness!"

Grindelwald asked everyone to listen and asked: "How long will it be before they turn their weapons on us?"

The anti-anesthetic sentiment has been mobilized, and now Grindelwald is just one step away from taking the final step.

The entry of the Auror was the final step for him.

In the midst of anxiety and expectation, he used a gentle tone to prepare everyone.

"An Auror sneaked in among us."

Theseus, who had just led the Aurors in, was exposed, and the surroundings were full of hostility.

And Grindelwald wanted this, he said generously: "Come closer, wizard brothers! Join us!"

Poaching Aurors in front of the Ministry of Magic.

There were jeers and boos all around.

The Aurors had no choice but to remain in hiding.

I had no choice but to appear in front of everyone.

"Auror, what's the point of coming here?"

John was speechless: "Not to mention whether these wizards will take action because of Grindelwald, let's just say that Grindelwald's followers are enough to make this Auror drink a pot."

Perhaps Aurors can intimidate wizards, but that is limited to wizards before being incited by Grindelwald.

The current wizard is in a high mood and someone comes to see him off?

Rita glanced at the wizard next to her. Her fiancé was the leader of the group of Aurors.

"It's time to get over there, I don't want Nagini to get involved."

John was about to go over, but Lita finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "How can you be so sure that you will do it?"

"Obviously, if Grindelwald didn't want to intensify the conflict, he wouldn't have asked the Auror to come out by name." He walked forward and said calmly.

Sure enough, just as Grindelwald was describing the suffering he had experienced in New York, a red-haired witch raised her wand.

This is not the Imperius Curse, nor is it Grindelwald's people.

This is just an impulse after being aroused by words.

However, the person pointed at by her wand was an Auror who had lost a good friend not long ago.

Without thinking, he subconsciously counterattacked with the deadly green light.

"No!"

Grindelwald yelled to stop him, but made no move to pull out his wand.

Green light shone, and the witch fell to the ground.

Screams rang out, and Grindelwald went up to pick up the witch and said in an extremely pitiful tone: "Send this young warrior back to her family."

when he was acting

, did not notice a Niffler passing by the sole of his shoe.

The goal has been achieved, Grindelwald stood there and announced: "Apparate, go."

"Set out immediately and take the message everywhere. We are not seeking violence."

From now on, Grindelwald will let the entire Europe know that he is the victim.

As for Aurors and the Ministry of Magic, they are violent and brutal, killing their own compatriots.

After hearing what he said, those pure-blood wizards used apparation to leave.

Soon only Grindelwald and his followers were left in the amphitheater.

Theseus was unhappy about being used as a gun, and ordered from his teeth: "Arrest him."

Grindelwald turned his back to the approaching Aurors. He took out his wand in the center of the stage and spun around in circles.

Blue flame protection ring, closing the exit.

His followers stepped into the protective circle, and the flames did them no harm.

A wizard hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage to run into the flames, only to be burned to ashes.

"Aurors, join me through the fire and pledge your unbreakable vow to me, or you will die."

Even now, Grindelwald has not forgotten to confuse people's hearts, "Only here can you understand freedom, only here can you understand yourself."

The Auror disapparated and fled, but was caught in a wall of fire and burned to death.

There are fewer people.

Now, John, who was supposed to be inconspicuous, became not so inconspicuous.

"What a big gas stove."

He sat aside and sighed, looking at Grindelwald with interest.

Grindelwald noticed him too.

"What about you, my friend, do you want to be my enemy?"

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