hp lord of the rings still time

Chapter 138

Frank Barton stepped forward: "Before asking others, shouldn't you report your family name?"

"British people, I think you should know where this is, and leave now if you are sensible."

Like the little wizards, this is also a group of people wearing cloaks, but it can be heard from the voice that they are not young, and the little wizards are not sure who they are. Could it be the officials of the German Ministry of Magic? It shouldn’t be, since Kleist called them over to prove that there should be no problem!

"What nonsense are you talking to them! Show them some strength, and they will naturally know!" The stern and arrogant voice sounded like someone who had been in a high position for a long time.

Facing the attitude full of contempt, the little wizards did not move. They all looked at each other tacitly, ready to give them an excuse to take the initiative, so that they could find out who they were.

"Here we come and go whenever we want, why, can you stop us?"

"Yes, yes!"

"The wizards in Germany are just like that..."

The foursome, who knew how to provoke others, began to sing together.

"Shut up!" Someone finally couldn't help it, and threw a blasting spell first, but this blasting spell is different from ordinary magic. Looking at the black marks left on the wall, it is obvious that it hurts more worse.

The little wizards immediately set up a barrier to block the magic damage, and after they forced the German wizards to attack, they immediately communicated in a low orc language in a low voice.

"Black magic, it seems to be a German black wizard."

"Maybe it's Mr.'s old subordinate."

"What should I do?"

"In this case, just don't beat him to death."

"Well, maybe it's a trial!"

"possible."

"I can't lose!"

"understood!"

After some tacit communication, the little wizards began to fight back, and the originally narrow Nurmengard corridor suddenly flashed with light. The little wizards guarded the bottom line of the undead, defending and attacking at the same time, and cooperated very well.

"Damn it, who are you?"

"Stop rambling, kill them."

Several different voices appeared in the team of black wizards. They were full of doubts about this group of young wizards who suddenly appeared. They wanted to deal with it but found that their strength was comparable to their own or even faintly higher than them. This feeling of oppression made them very uncomfortable. Zi Zi, especially the leader who is separated from them by a wall they haven't seen in decades, if he is defeated at his door, what face is there to go in and meet him.

The little wizards didn't have too many worries, they took this battle as a practice, just like before, honing their abilities from the battle, but they seemed calm and calm.They dealt with the German wizards with ease.

Kleist and Gellert Greenwald, who were separated by a wall, played chess quietly. Even though they both felt the fluctuation of magic power outside, they knew that the two groups of people coincidentally met and fought together, but who They didn't take their eyes off the chess game, it seemed that this chess game was much more important than the fight outside.

Gellert Greenwald frowned. If he was concerned about Kleist's weird behavior before, then now, his mind is full of Kleist's murderous chess game ideas.Kleist moved his fingers, and the pawn moved a step forward. Gellert Greenwald thought for a moment, and his black piece started to move. Kleist's pressing step by step made his face darker and unclear. This is not in a chess game. Winning or losing is not about winning or losing, but a contest between the two in their hearts.

"What are you doing?" Just when the little wizards were in a stalemate with the German black wizard, Susil Medalum's voice came from behind. She looked at the little wizards standing on the opposite side with some vigilance, raised Picking up his wand, "Who are you and why are you here?"

The little wizards saw another group of wizards coming, and took the initiative to stop. Although the witch who made the sound just now didn't wear a hood, in the dim light, everyone couldn't see her appearance clearly.Ranrisa Bulstrode stepped forward slightly, "Ma'am, our purpose is the same as yours."

Susil Medalum pulled the drooping corner of her mouth and said with a sneer, "It's another little girl."

"You know them?" a black-robed wizard asked in a low voice.

"I don't know," Susil Medalum withdrew his gaze, glanced sideways at the crowd, waved his wand to restore everything to its original state, turned around and walked to the door and said to the crowd, "Go in quickly, don't keep your lord waiting!"

When Heizi's queen handed over the crown, the door was pushed open.

"My lord, I finally see you!" A figure rushed in and knelt down in the middle of the study.

Gellert Greenwald had a gloomy face, leaning back on the sofa, keeping his hands on the armrests, tapping his fingers lightly, ignoring the people kneeling on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

Kleist relaxed himself into the sofa, raised his legs casually, and looked at Gellert Greenwald with some amusement, "Sir, you have won me so many times before, and I am not unhappy, you really How petty!"

Gellert Greenwald sneered, "Hmph! It's really ugly to lose!" After speaking, he waved his wand and canceled the chessboard.Yu Guangbie glanced at the man kneeling on the ground, and motioned for others to help him up.This group of somewhat embarrassed German wizards unfortunately caught up with their former king when they were in a bad mood, so they had to hold back their excitement and stand aside and wait quietly.

Kleist ignored Gellert Greenwald's point, she was in a good mood, smiled and looked at the little wizards who followed the crowd and walked in through the door, "They are all here!"

Sirius Black shrugged his nose as soon as he entered the door, "What smell?"

Ella Smith yelled, "Kleist, you're hiding something!"

Kleist rolled his eyes helplessly, "A pair of dog noses!" He took out a small wooden box from the bag and threw it out, "The best one is dedicated to Mr. This is average, a little bland."

Ella Smith jumped up and reached out to catch it, and said with a happy smile, "As long as you have it!"

The young wizards overtook the German wizards and sat in their accustomed positions consciously, and took out their pipes one after another, ready to take a sip.

Gellert Greenwald looked at the skillful movements of the little wizards, and asked suspiciously, "When did you start smoking?" Could it be that the management of Hogwarts is so lax, these children are still underage, and they smoke pipes so skillfully Now, it's strange that they all smoke pipes!

"It's been a while, and occasionally I will smoke a little when I feel excited, and this cigarette is not addictive."

"It's really a cigarette after the fact, it's better than a living god!" Ella Smith put her feet on the coffee table, puffed out smoke rings, and looked relaxed.

"Ahem... Ella, let me ask if you can stop messing with metaphors." Sirius Black almost choked to death on a puff of cigarettes.

Matthew McConaughey said with a smile: "Ella, that's too much! Be polite to the elderly!"

Kleist smiled and listened to the chatter of the little wizards, glanced at another group of people with gloomy faces, and said to Gellert Greenwald: "Would you like another bite, sir?"

Gellert Greenwald moved his fingers, pursed his lips, restrained himself from shaking his head, and said, "Don't waste time," he turned his head and waved to the little wizards, "Everyone come here!" Special, waving his magic wand to expand the space, he transformed into a huge long table, thinking to himself that since he met Kleist, his place has really become more and more lively.

After Gellert Greenwald took his seat, his old subordinates sat down one by one under his left hand, and Kleist sat opposite him. Two groups of people sat on both sides of the long table clearly.

The two sides looked at each other. Although they had fought before, they covered each other in the dim environment. Later, when they entered the room, they were suppressed by Gellert Greenwald's low-pitched aura, and they didn't dare to think too much.Now it's all right, we can look at each other openly and aboveboard.

"I didn't expect there to be Muggle wizards here!" A diminutive wizard with half-glasses taunted.

"I'm really sorry for you, who made you stabbed twice by a Muggle wizard just now!" Ella Smith sneered unceremoniously, wiping the dagger.

"Yes! I, a Muggle wizard, accidentally buried one of you in the wall just now!" Lily Evans said with a smile.

"We need to be more lenient to those whose loess is already buried up to their necks!" Severus Snape said coldly.

The faces of the little wizards are not very good. They have never disagreed on the issue of blood. They are the closest partners to each other, and they will never allow anyone to attack or slander their companions.

The faces of the mocked saints were even worse. They looked at Gellert Greenwald who was sitting above. Although he didn't reprimand them, he also didn't say anything to the words of the little wizards.

Kleist suddenly chuckled softly, turned his head and asked Lanrisa Bulstrode who was sitting next to her: "Am I a Muggle wizard or a half-blood wizard?" It's really hard to define.

Ranissa Bulstrode answered without thinking: "Half-race!"

The saints didn't know why Kleist asked this question, so they sneered contemptuously.

Kleist thought for a while and laughed: "It's indeed a mixed blood, mixed blood of Merlin and God!" After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

The little wizards understood what Kleist meant and laughed too.

There are no fools present here, they all understood the meaning of Kleist's words, and subconsciously looked at Gellert Greenwald, a person who had a relationship with the Holy See was sitting next to them majestically, and their Majesty Obviously, he knew it a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have looked at them laughing so calmly, with connivance in his eyes.

Susil Medalum coughed and reminded, "Sir!"

Gellert Greenwald retracted his gaze and introduced to his subordinates, "These are my little friends. Although they are not very old, you have seen their abilities. The future of the magic world will be their world!"

"With all due respect, my lord, they are British wizards. According to their current age, they should all be students of Hogwarts. Could this be his conspiracy?" A man with a receding hairline and a slightly bald forehead asked the wizard.

Sirius Black sneered, "Who? Albus Dumbledore?"

Ranrisa Bulstrode went on to say: "You think too much, if it was Headmaster Dumbledore, he would not take the risk of letting so many young students come to Nurmengard, he would rather come by himself than involve his own student."

"My lord, we also have many good children in Germany. If you want to breed them, we can bring them to you." There is no need to be optimistic about these British wizards.

Gellert Greenwald smiled and waved his hands, "No need, I called you here to get to know each other and help them achieve great things together in the future."

"grown ups!"