With a wand in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, Hogwarts is the king

Ten minutes later.

Erwin returned to the hotel.

In the woods, Trevikon looked at the purple lotus mark on his arm.

He always felt like he was on a pirate ship.

But soon he became firm in his heart. He had seen how powerful the Cavendish family was.

The Ministry of Magic was small, so there were basically no secrets.

So, Trevikon knew a lot about the Cavendish family.

Unlike others, Trevikon himself was a half-blood wizard.

He knew a lot about the Muggle world, and his father still lived in the Muggle world.

He also went back often and learned a lot about the changes in the Muggle world.

He knew what the mobile phone that Erwin made meant.

In other words, many people who knew about the economy of the Muggle world could vaguely see what Erwin was doing.

However, these people could not affect the wizarding world.

So even if they knew what Erwin wanted to do, they would not say much, and would even pretend not to know.

It was true that they became wizards, but they also wanted the convenience of the Muggle world.

So, even if he felt that he was on a pirate ship.

But he still would not refuse.

The reason is simple, the Cavendish family has already gained momentum.

Elvin's own strong fighting power, plus the rise of the Cavendish family.

Now there are saints joining.

Trevicon doesn't think that any family or force can stop the rise of the Cavendish family.

So, he is willing to join the Cavendish family.

Everyone understands the truth that it is good to lean on a big tree to enjoy the shade.

In the hotel.

The saints who were outside Nurmengard just now have gathered.

After Elvin came back, everyone stood up and saluted Elvin very respectfully.

Elvin waved his hand: "Don't be so polite, everyone. Since His Majesty Grindelwald handed the saints to me, it is my honor. Although you are my subordinates in name, in fact, I am still young and I still need your help in many things!"

Elvin said very sincerely.

But who is not a fool among the people present.

They really couldn't believe what Erwin said.

Before Erwin came, Wenda also said something about Erwin.

They also knew a lot about the new master of the Saint.

If someone really didn't know what was good and dared to believe Erwin's words and put on the airs of an elder.

They were sure that this person would die.

Erwin sat on the chair.

Everyone dared to sit down.

Erwin looked at Wenda: "Aunt Wenda, how many Saints are there now?"

Wenda said: "The first batch of Saints, the number is not much, only about twenty people, among these twenty people, more than a dozen people have returned to the family! In addition, there are some new Saints, about a hundred people!"

Erwin nodded.

It was almost the same as he thought.

The new Saints that Wenda said were actually the non-staff members of the Saints.

They were absorbed in these years.

Loyalty cannot be guaranteed, and strength cannot be guaranteed.

The core saints are all old.

That is, the twenty or so people.

Not as good as when Grindelwald was here. After all, the subsequent wars and the passage of time will cause the saints to lose.

To be honest, having more than twenty people has already surprised Erwin.

After all, there are only a dozen core Death Eaters left now.

Among them, there are also traitors, each with their own ulterior motives.

Erwin said: "There are quite a few people. Where are these people now?"

Wenda said: "Some of them here, and some others, have not received the news! However, if the adults need them, I can summon them directly!"

Erwin said: "Not for the time being, there is nothing else to do today, everyone can go back and rest first! Aunt Wenda, please stay and tell me about the saints!"

Everyone nodded.

They also knew that today was actually a session to meet the new boss.

Other things will not be arranged today.

Everyone politely saluted Erwin, then left the hotel, and then Apparated away.

Erwin asked the waiter to bring two cups of coffee.

Then he asked, "Auntie Wenda, tell me about the current situation of the Saints!"

Wenda said, "The Saints are not doing well now. After all, you know that our generation is old! The fresh blood of the Saints has not been injected. Some new Saints cannot guarantee their loyalty, so they have not been truly absorbed into the Saints!"

Erwin nodded, thinking the same thing as him.

Wenda continued, "Of course, we old men can still fight for you! Although we are old, we are stronger! However, the Saints have a problem now! "

Elvin exclaimed: "What is it?"

Wenda said: "Since three years ago, someone has been infiltrating the Saints. I can't find out who did it, but I guess it's the Solent family! Although most of the Saints can guarantee their loyalty, there are still two or three who are not determined! If you want the Saints to become the Saints they used to be, these people need to be solved first!"

Elvin nodded.

"These people are all old saints. It's not appropriate to solve them!"

Wenda showed murderous intent and said: "Since they have made a choice, they should die! If it weren't for the fact that I was too far away from the target, I would have done it long ago! But now, without those concerns, I think I should get rid of them first! Tell the magic world that the Saints are back! "

Elvin smiled and said, "Aunt Wenda, you are too impatient. In fact, I think the best way to punish traitors is not to kill them!"

Wenda looked at Elvin in confusion.

Elvin said, "His Majesty Grindelwald said that the existence of the Saints is to gather all like-minded wizards to fight for greater interests. Everyone is free! Especially when His Majesty Grindelwald tied himself in the tower, he said that the Saints would disband. In this case, it would be wrong for us to kill them just because they are close to others!"

Wenda looked thoughtful.

"Could we let them go like this?"

Elvin shook his head: "Of course not, I said, the best way to punish traitors is never to kill them! But to make them live in fear! We want everyone to know that the Saints have never been an organization that only knows how to kill. We repay evil with virtue, and we don't care about those people's rebellion! However, I will not let them go easily. I will make them kneel before the tower and beg for forgiveness from His Majesty Grindelwald!"

"Aunt Wenda, help me gather all the saints. The magic world needs to know that the saints are back!"