"What are you doing?"
The German representative stared blankly at the fallen body. He stared at the Polish Minister of Magic and then roared: "What are you doing!"
"You used the Unforgivable Curse to take away a person's life in front of everyone!"
"This is an unforgivable crime!"
He loudly condemned the Polish Minister of Magic.
The Polish Minister of Magic handed the wand to Grimm. Faced with all the accusations, he generously admitted: "Yes, I am guilty."
The German representative was shouting for someone to take him down, but they were stunned when they heard it.
"My crime is that I cannot see people suffering."
"My sin is my love for the land beneath my feet!"
"My crime is that I failed to kill this demon earlier and allowed my people to be attacked by him!"
The Polish Minister of Magic walked towards the door, "My crime is to stand up when everyone else is running away."
At the door, everyone from the Polish Ministry of Magic was standing there.
The Auror looked at the minister who had cast the Unforgivable Curse.
"My crime is that I want to change everything and create miracles for this unfair society." He came to an Auror, stretched out his hands, and said in a calm voice, "Arrest me, Auror."
The Auror took a deep breath, he couldn't.
"Auror, do your duty!" the Polish Minister of Magic shouted.
"No, I can't, Minister." The Auror dropped the wand in his hand.
The Polish Minister of Magic walked up to the other Auror and held out his hands.
"I believe you, Minister."
The Auror dropped his wand.
Then the third, fourth...
Representatives from various countries in the hall came out and saw the man surrounded by everyone.
Grim came out with the murder weapon and stood in front of the Polish Minister of Magic.
"I know you hate me, I brought trouble here," the Polish Minister of Magic said deeply, stretching out his hands, "Do what you should do."
As the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Grimm represents justice in the Ministry of Magic.
At this moment, he made a shocking move.
He broke the wand that committed the crime and threw it aside, grabbed the hand of the Polish Minister of Magic, and said with a smile: "I cannot arrest heroes."
He came to a stop behind the Polish Minister of Magic.
On one side were representatives from various countries, and on the other were all members of the Polish Ministry of Magic.
As the shutter sounds.
On the one hand, they stand on a high ladder to divide their interests, and on the other hand, they unite under the class.
This scene quickly appeared in newspapers around the world.
Spread around the world at the fastest speed.
At that moment, the name of Inge Griffiths, the hero who killed the Dark Lord, spread throughout the wizarding world.
Some people denounced the Ministry of Magic for being cowardly, ignoring Grindelwald's guilt and only fearing the authority of another powerful wizard.
Some people feel pity for Poland that has not recovered for decades, while countless others praise Inge Griffith's courage.
He is a man who gives voice to the ancient magical society.
...
Old Barty looked deeply at the Polish Minister of Magic, and his intuition told him that this matter was not that simple.
He whispered to another member of the Ministry of Magic who was accompanying him; "Lippi, I need you to check on Grindelwald's body."
Rippy Korbel was the man who worked undercover for Voldemort and helped clear Barty Jr.'s name.
He is also a good friend of Tang Mi.
"Minister, this is..."
"Grindelwald will not die so easily."
Barty Sr. had used a compound potion to replace his own son, so he suspected that Grindelwald might do the same.
Lippi nodded upon hearing this, and while everyone's attention was still outside, he ran inside to check.
The dead Grindelwald, pale, Lippi examined.
"Original appearance"
He pulled out his wand and cast the Revealing Charm to see.
The body remained unchanged, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a scar appear on Grindelwald's finger.
He was stunned and was about to take a closer look.
"Please stay away from him," a tall Auror appeared in the hall and looked at Lippi.
Several more Aurors appeared around, all of them stared at Lippi with cold expressions.
Lippi noticed that these people's hands had already been placed on the wands.
Calculating the strength of the enemy and ourselves, Lippi raised his hands with a playful smile, "Don't get excited, I'm just curious."
"There's nothing to be curious about." The tall Auror sneered, "This is Grindelwald, isn't it?"
"That's Grindelwald." Lippi emphasized.
The tall Auror motioned for him to leave the body, and Lippi obeyed.
He stood aside and watched the two Aurors carrying the body. He pretended to be casual and asked: "I thought the Aurors were outside."
"Only those who don't believe in him will question him."
The tall Auror said calmly: "We are not those idiots."
idiot?
Lippi glanced at the Auror and said calmly: "What a coincidence. I mean, the timing of your surprise attack."
"Countries are following Grindelwald, but he is like a ghost that cannot be caught."
"We have our own intelligence." The tall Auror glanced at Lippi, "We are more willing to take action to make magic great."
"Um?"
"It's time for you to leave."
The tall Auror interrupted Lippi and asked again, staring at Lippi unkindly.
"Your companion is outside."
"ok, I get it."
Lippi nodded and walked out.
The Auror watched him leave before leaving.
The grand post-Grindelwald capture summit ended.
Their goals have disappeared, and there is no point in staying here.
Old Barty was walking in a gathering place for wizards in Poland, frowning at the economic depression around him.
"I thought I was in the ghetto," Pierce said in disbelief.
"The Muggle War affected this place." Old Barty said knowledgeablely, "Coupled with the subsequent corruption, this place has never been able to recover."
"It's hard to imagine." Pierce suddenly understood the Polish Minister of Magic.
An already bad situation was made worse by Grindelwald.
Lippi came over and Old Batty asked, "How's it going?"
"I used the Appearance Spell, and there was no change, except for one thing." Lippi whispered, "There is a scar on Grindelwald's finger."
"I see."
Old Barty looked back at the Aurors following him and said, "Let's leave."
In the Minister of Magic's office.
The tall Auror reported Lippi's matter to the Polish Minister of Magic.
"He might have discovered something."
The tall Auror said: "Do I need to deal with it?"
"Keep it first."
Gradually changing back to Grindelwald, Grindelwald came to the windmill painting to admire it.
"I don't understand, why here? This place is poor, corrupt, and weak." The tall Auror asked in confusion.
Grindelwald glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Joel taught me a truth. Only the strong are worthy of being followed. The smaller you are, the more you aspire to be taller."
"They are as low as dust, and I can make them great."
Grindelwald took out the Elder Wand and murmured to himself: "Survival of the fittest, survival of the strong."
"Strength comes first."
“I saw my own failure, so I chose another way.”
Looking at the windmill hanging on the wall, what was there originally was a copy of the Secrecy Act.
Grindelwald never changes, his goals remain the same.
Let wizards live openly and make magic great again.
But this time, he chose a different path.
A different path than before.
Survival of the fittest, the dedication of the few can awaken the majority.
"This time, I saw far enough, Joel."
...
The Hog's Head Tavern.
The three people stared at each other.
On each of the goat's ears is a star hanging like a swing.
"Wipe this place clean."
John glanced at the table and ordered very unceremoniously.
Aberforth paused for a moment and was about to get angry.
Ariana poked the table with her finger, and there was something on it that was either oil stains or someone's nose.
A tooth that flew out from the last fight and was embedded in a pillar also attracted Ariana.
Aberforth walked into the counter, took out the rag that had not been washed for an unknown period of time, and used a cleaning spell to reveal its original yellow color.
Of course, it's possible that yellow isn't the original color either.
Aberforth came over and wiped the table diligently. After wiping, he was about to leave when John pointed to the stool again.
Aberforth, with a dark face, went over and wiped the stool carefully.
John touched it to confirm before sitting down.
"any drinks?"
"Is there butterbeer here?" John glanced at Ariana and said calmly, "Of course, I hope it's hot."
Aberforth did not retort, but walked into the room behind the counter and tinkered there for a while.
Two glasses of butterbeer were brought out, and the cups looked like they had just been taken out.
...
