The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

In addition to the big moves on the side of the wizarding world, on the other side, most countries in the Muggle world have also started to visit each other one after another, the most frequent of which is the connection between Britain and the United States.

Nothing else, it's just that the activities of wizards have become more and more frequent.

And the news revealed in it is almost the same as Dumbledore's announcement. After Cyrus met with them, the entire magic world almost branded Dumbledore as a "sinner" in the new era.

"As Mr. Prime Minister said... wizards in other countries are firmly opposed to breaking the "Secrecy Act"." Dumbledore lost some energy because of his physical and mental exhaustion. "You must understand that you have to deal with more than just Voldemort. people"

He kept his wand up, keeping a small thing afloat behind him, talking to Cyrus repeatedly.

It is said that Harry and Dumbledore caught it near the residence of Hepzibah Smith. It has long and pointed ears and is short in stature. It looks like a dwarf...

Cyrus' first reaction was Hermione's dean---Professor Flitwick.

"They really don't intend to make a move?"

"I'm afraid not..." Dumbledore shook his head sadly, "They don't have the long-term view of Muggles, but fortunately, at least Muggles from other countries will help."

This is natural. Facing power beyond imagination, ordinary people always have a kind of fear.

And it is this kind of "fear" that makes some countries with relatively good relations unite together, and begin to join shd one after another in the name of anti-terrorism.

"But they canceled your job!"

Harry lowered his head, and every time he landed on the ground, he would always look for the branches on the ground, and then step on them vigorously, as if he regarded those dead trees as the old men of the United Wizards Association.

"That's just a false job, it won't affect me..."

"Really? Then...then you don't know how other people evaluate it." The goblin floating in the air wobbled and said, "How do you say it? Oh! By the way, Dumbledore has always been a Grindel Wow-style character!"

"For the great good... lol"

Perhaps in retaliation, the goblin's head was hit on the forehead by the tree trunk above her.

"Harry, is this your new house-elf?" Cyrus said.

"You are the house-elf! I am Griphook the goblin...you despicable wizards and thieves!" Griphook covered his forehead and shouted in pain and resentment, "Where are you taking me, let me go! !"

Cyrus ignored him, but followed Dumbledore and his party down the path.

After a while, he began to adjust a watch on his wrist. In the wizarding world, the received signals were very chaotic and complicated. Almost all radio stations and messages were consistent with Voldemort.

"Dean, who was with you when you ran away?" Dumbledore found a wooden stick and walked on the ground.

"And Ted Tonks...another goblin..." Dean Thomas seemed reluctant to recall that experience, and said tremblingly, "We were chased by Death Eaters, but Ted insisted on..."

Ted, who is Tonks' father, Cyrus is in mourning.

In fact, Dean doesn't know if he's a Muggle or a half-blood, since his father left him when he was very young.

So it was like this, when encountering a search team composed of Death Eaters and wizard supremacists, Ted chose to confront another goblin in order to protect the little wizard of Gryffindor.

"What are you doing, kid," said Griphook lazily.

"Say something to Fred and ask them to report a letter to Dean's parents and sisters..." Cyrus raised his arms above his head, looking for signals in another direction from time to time.

Goblins are rarely seen now. Since Voldemort came to power, all the goblins in Gringotts have been on one side.

But this seems to be another... But for the sake of safety and the information needed, Dumbledore still chose to control him, but Griphook thought it was okay.

It is a beautiful thing to be floating and not have to walk.

Perhaps because of lack of inspiration, Cyrus took out his wand impatiently, and chose the simplest repair method---beating the dial hard.

Every time he hit it, the information inside would fluctuate, he walked sideways for a while, and faced the sun backwards for a while.

"Found it! The code set by Penello..." Cyrus shouted excitedly, "Hey! Can you hear me? Is it George or Fred... By the way, Dean Thomas was hit by us , remember to pass it on"

Harry and Dean moved to his left and right, putting their ears to the lip of the magic watch.

"Welcome to 'Watchtower of Hope', this time let's come...wait a minute, there seems to be a new answering call" A familiar loud voice came from the small speaker, "let's listen to... this Voice... Cyrus?!"

This professional broadcaster, one can tell it is Lee Jordan.

He seemed to have forgotten that this was a live broadcast, but shouted excitedly. Cyrus and the others could feel the excitement of him accidentally knocking over the file.

"As expected of our leader... It's good news as soon as he speaks!!"

Along with the noise, the voices of George and Fred appeared again in an instant.

"Dean! Are you really alive?!"

"I'm alive... I thought I'd never see you again" Dean wiped his tears with his sleeve, grabbed Cyrus' arm, and howled into it, "Ted saved me, he's still alive ... have you heard from him?"

It's a good thing that he vented his previous grievances.

Just holding Cyrus' arm hurts...

"I'm sorry...he's gone, my friend" Li was silent for a while, but then smiled again, "Come back soon"

"By the way, I would like to inform all wizards and Muggle listeners that under the rule of the new regime, murdering Muggles has become a kind of entertainment. Please don't leave your wizarding neighbors..."

"If you find an abnormality, you must tell others in time...The Homeland Strategy Bureau is very happy to serve you, my friends, try to survive, and then continue to fight"

It seems that not only wizards, but also many muggles are listening to their radio.

This is a good thing, at least Dumbledore thought so. He turned his head, glanced at the three people who had gathered together, and with a slight flick of his wrist, he pulled the floating pull ring to his side.

"What, I haven't seen those things yet," Griphook complained.

"What's the situation at Gringotts now?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Gringotts is no longer controlled by my race alone, it's that simple." Griphook raised his head arrogantly, "I will not be a wizard's slave, hmph...those lackeys, lackeys who have forgotten history! "

But even so, the way he looked at Dumbledore was playful.