Vol 2 Chapter 1171: ?Hybrid boy came to us

It is the German Gringotts on the TV screen-although Germany itself has banned the spread of magic TV in its own country, but in the case of such major news, just as the UK could not prevent the arrival of foreign journalists before, nor did Germany The method prohibits reporters from conducting normal interviews.
The family members of the victims who are screaming, have not yet extinguished them, and from time to time string up some animal-like violent fires, bloodstains that are running around the floor or have dried up, and limbs... The surface layer of the bank has basically been destroyed. The walls and decorations have become shattered bricks, and more wizards and goblins are lying motionless in the entrances and halls of the widened bank, and there is almost no visible trauma.
The scene was chaotic. Amidst the ruins, the Auror who heard the news stood with a magic wand in hand, trying in vain to search and rescue the survivors under the collapsed bricks.
Inside the bank, outsiders are not allowed to enter, so the reporters’ minds are on the wizards and goblins who survived the bank. Many ordinary people who knowingly rushed over looked at those exposed through the ruins in a daze. The empty treasury realized that his savings for many years were gone.
The witches cried miserably, and many wizards chose to claim compensation from the goblins, arguing loudly during the entanglement-the subtitles on the TV accurately translated these.
"This lady, please cheer up. We can earn more Jin Jialong. Too sad is not good for your health." The foreign reporter comforted a witch who was holding a baby in tears and looked at her in German. The little baby who was still ignorant could not help but feel sad.
"It's not a gold coin, it's my husband..." the witch wailed in the direction of the collapsed vault. "He was here at the time, and now he can never come out alive... All the wizards on the scene are dead... No one survived. …"
"Sorry..." The female reporter felt the paleness of her language. She wiped the corner of her eyes. An angry wizard broke into the camera and tried to reach the reporter's microphone.
"Sir, I just saw you have a dispute with the goblins of Gringotts, and your property has also been lost?" A beautiful female reporter with brown curly hair with some heroism between her eyebrows handed the microphone to the wizard.
"Yes! My hard-earned savings were inexplicably looted. I originally stored all my property here because of recent insecurity! Unexpectedly, I became a tramp with nothing! Become a refugee!" The wizard looked like he was holding a big bomb in his arms. "These fairies said that this is the safest place in the world when they stored them. What are they proud of and proud of? Now, they don’t return my hard money to me!"
After yelling at the camera, the wizard turned around to pester the fairies for compensation. Under his lead, many lifeless, sad or unlovable wizards seemed to have found a point of venting, as the wizards were like those little ones. The goblins rushed in, and the sentiment was excited for a statement. Under his leadership, many people shouted to express their dissatisfaction.
"Our Ministry of Magic has done little in this incident! If it hadn't been for the Ministry of Magic to summon all the Aurors to obstruct the floating city from Britain, then Gringotts would not be so weak in defense!"
"And these people were all scared away in the past! They did nothing but shame! See how safe the next door France and Britain are and how safe they are after they accept their asylum?"
"We also lost the Black Forest! Now the British are building their colony there!"
The whole hall was in a mess. The female reporter was saying something loudly to the camera, but the noisy background sound suppressed her voice.
"The most harmed in war will always be ordinary wizards without power." Dumbledore's voice was full of pity, "Politics is the same..."
"In fact, Hess sent someone to solve the problem from the distance, but the British camera obviously did not intend to broadcast this information." Grindelwald grabbed the popcorn and threw a handful of it in his mouth. "That mixed boy helped the bad boy One hand, the title of the safest bank in the future is probably Harris Bank."
"The fairies used the law to prevent Ron Harris from entering Gringotts looking for Tom's Horcrux, but the law can't stop it..." Suddenly, Dumbledore stopped talking. He looked seriously from above the half-moon glasses. Grindelwald sitting up.
At this time, Grindelwald had already held the wand made for him by Alan in his fingers with popcorn stains. He waved it in his hand, and a dark blue flame erupted, and it swept across. Behind him, Dumbledore and the White Wizard had trapped his iron railings for many years. Following the trajectory of the flames, those furniture and iron railings collapsed to the ground under the effect of this fire shield. Became ashes.
"The elderberry... the night's tail feathers... Albus, you should be able to use this..." Grindelwald said to Dumbledore, who was forced to stand up because the sofa was destroyed, and his eyes had only strange pale pupils. , Looked at the outside of the iron railing coldly without emotion, "You are right, that mixed-blood boy came to us..."
"Now the attention of the German Ministry of Magic is on Gringotts... It seems that Tom has listened to his subordinates' advice this time." Dumbledore also grabbed his wand and walked out of the iron railing along with Grindelwald. Facing the many dark shadows that suddenly appeared in the corridor.
These dark shadows walked towards Dumbledore and the others along the corridor. They occupied the space of the corridor, and under these hoods, the eyes from the gaps in the masks shone.
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor sounded oppressively in the corridor~EbookFREE.me~ Voldemort, who was still wearing only a fluttering magic robe without seams, walked into Dumbledore's sight like a ghost. The guards who originally guarded the prison were all dumbfounded and followed behind him and his men in a daze.
"Dumbledore?" Voldemort's unexpected voice echoed in the corridor, and then his face showed a grinning grin. "Very well, you made a stupid decision to be here tonight, but it was just right for me, today. Can solve two people at once..."
The dark lord in front of him was worse than Dumbledore saw last time. The prosthetic limb he exposed looked like dead, but his mummy-like hand was still holding a wand; and that On a distorted face, one red eye appears brighter in the dark, the pupil is two slits, like the eyes of a cat, and the other surface even has some decaying skin around the eyes as if they have been cracked. Then, the eye of Vicner bulged in the socket and fixed Dumbledore firmly, which made his face look even more terrifying.
Withdrawing his gaze, Dumbledore still said calmly: "Good evening Tom, I know that there are many dark magics that can destroy a person, but in addition to making you do something that is not done by humans today, you also Successfully made myself look like a person..."