Hogwarts Crawler

"It seems that you two have made up your mind to fool me?"

Adam didn't even look at the evidence document. The two old men in front of him, whether in etheric body, mental body or spiritual body, were clearly telling lies.

And he already knew who the real messenger was, the fourth vice president of the Magic Congress headquarters-George Graves.

"What does Mr. Adam mean?"

The two vice presidents looked at Adam and frowned:

"We have handed over the messenger truthfully. Are you still not satisfied, Mr. Adam?"

"Mr. Fudge probably won't support your behavior against the Magic Congress, Mr. Adam!"

"Haha, he really won't, after all, he has been dead... How long has it been? Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Adam sighed and stood up from the chair:

"People without power, even if they shout until they are hoarse, no one cares; people with power, even if they whisper, people will listen carefully."

Raising his hand and holding the wand, Adam casually knocked away an Auror who was chanting a spell on him.

"I have always thought that it is right to replace the power in this sentence with strength, but I forgot one thing. This strength must have a premise - that is, the strength known to the outside world."

After the Auror flew backwards, he broke through two walls all the way before stopping in the third wall. Seeing that half of his body was embedded in the wall, he looked limp and had at least 78 broken bones.

"What do you want to do?"

The two vice presidents' hearts tightened, and they gestured and shouted while sternly:

"I warn you not to mess around! This is the headquarters of the Magical Congress of the United States!"

Just thinking of the large group of Aurors lying on the ground downstairs yesterday, the voices of the two vice presidents were inevitably a bit fierce.

Who would have thought that they all handed over a vice president to take the blame, but this guy would actually choose to tear his face directly?

Even if you are not satisfied, you can still propose any conditions!

Don't the British negotiate according to the Basic Law now?

The two vice presidents were waiting for someone, and Adam was waiting for someone too. Since they were going to take action, what was the point of just killing an Auror and two vice presidents?

Since they had decided to let the world know their strength, then a Magical Congress of the United States... barely qualified.

To be honest, there were very few official forces in the world like the Magical Congress of the United States that Adam would not feel guilty about even if he killed seven people in and out.

The Ministry of Magic over there was one, but unfortunately the mysterious side over there was not well-educated, and its strength and status were not qualified. Adam wanted a final decision.

"I still remember that yesterday, yesterday afternoon, you promised to find out the situation and find the person who convicted my innocent friend."

When the Auror who was close came over, he heard Adam talking to their vice president.

"But we did it!"

Faced with the rebuttal of the two vice chairmen, Adam chuckled and shook his head:

"Don't make a fuss, we are all wizards, Legilimency, Veritaserum... There are too many ways to judge the truth and falsehood, and it's not that everything can be covered up just because someone dies."

"You dare to use Legilimency on us?!"

One vice chair's face twitched, and the other frowned:

"You are lying, I cast a spell on this conference room in advance, you can't use Legilimency on us here!"

"Then do you dare to drink a mouthful of Veritaserum?"

Faced with Adam's words, the vice chair avoided answering:

"What a joke, there are witnesses and evidence, why should we drink Veritaserum because of your one-sided words?"

"It seems that we can't convince the other party with a logically closed sophistry. In this case, there is no need to say more Benefits."

Adam swung his wand, and the dark fire rose up and quickly spread to the entire building:

"People's hearts are hard to predict. The so-called promises and credibility are ultimately a measure of the strength of both parties. Those who dare to break their promises have the confidence that the other party dare not retaliate."

"Then show me, what is the source of your confidence in breaking your promise? If it is just these chickens and dogs, it would be too disappointing."

Red light, green light, explosion, flame... In the interweaving of various magics, the Woolworth Building was completely engulfed by the dark fire, and finally collapsed slowly with a roar...

"Merlin's fourth uncle's big flowered coat, you directly knocked down the American Magical Congress?"

Cologne looked at the newspaper in his hand, and then looked at Adam who seemed to be fine, and felt that the world was so dreamy.

"What? Let me see!"

Bernard suddenly rushed behind Cologne, bent down and put his shoulder to look at the newspaper. The front page was a picture of the Woolworth Building collapsing in the fire, andAnd it's dynamic.

"Wow, this reporter has great photography skills. Oh, this writer is pretty good too. 'At that time, the roar filled my ears, like a heavy groan, and like a dying lament. I looked at the collapsed Woolworth Building and seemed to see the collapsed backbone of the American Magic Congress'..."

Bernard straightened up, shook his head and said:

"If the second edition wasn't about the prize-winning guessing game for the vice chairman transferred to New York, I would have really thought that the newspaper was so patriotic."

"America, that's what it's like."

Adam shrugged:

"Oh, by the way, I got your money back."

"Ah, Uther hasn't won the championship yet... It's a matter of time."

Bernard took the suitcase, his expression suddenly became serious, and he looked at Adam:

"Did you really kill everyone in the Woolworth Building?"

Cologne also looked at Adam.

"How can that be possible? The Woolworth Building has at least a hundred floors. Even if there are only ten people on one floor, it would take me a long time to kill them. Besides, wizards can run very fast."

Adam shook his head:

"And I used Grindelwald's Fiendfyre. You know, it can identify the target it touches... Being burned to death means that he has violated American wizard law and is enough to be sentenced to death, or in their own cognition, they have sinned so badly that they deserve to die."

After being transformed by Adam, the Fiendfyre became more idealistic, and the basis for its judgment came from the person who touched the flame.

The death penalty in the law of the place where the other party cognizes, and the other party's judgment of his own good and evil as bad enough to die, if one of them is met, he will be attacked by the Fiendfyre.

It should be noted that a person knowing that he is doing evil and taking pride in it, and that what he does in his cognition is sinful and deserves to die, these two things do not conflict, the basis of this magic is objective cognition.

"So there were only a few dozen people who were burned to death. The rest basically just ran away, especially the civilian staff. They should have moved to other branches through various means."

Adam felt a little regretful that he did not achieve his goal well this time.

He thought that the headquarters of the Magic Congress was attacked so badly that the branches would gather people to kill them, but he did not expect that no one came after he waited for a long time.

When he realized something was wrong, he chased after the space traces left on the ruins and saw that there was no one even in the branch!

Don't the people of the Magic Congress have any sense of collective honor?