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Chapter 414 Voldemort's Backup 【Subscription】

During the meeting. Still those of the General Council.

Look at these familiar faces.

The Chief sighed for a long time and asked helplessly.

"What else can I do? The contract has been signed, and the handover has already been handed over."

On the side, the skinny old man Bill sighed helplessly, his words no longer had the sharpness before, but only deep sadness.

"Now, the eleven top-level families, forty-six large families, 122 medium-sized families, and countless small families that were under the jurisdiction of the Southern Council will no longer be under the jurisdiction of the Presbyterian Church."

"We don't even have the ability to break the contract."

"Since then, Cadmus has truly qualified to be our equal."

"After that we are the meat on Cadmus' plate, and whenever he wants to take a bite, ~ he can take a bite."

"We people, just wait here to die - let's go."

Having said that, the skinny old man sneered.

There was a deep sadness in the tone.

Hearing the words of the skinny old man, everyone present lowered their heads unconsciously.

Indeed, although this sentence is extremely ugly.

But the skinny old man said a fact that they had to admit.

Now Amber is no longer the little guy who can be arranged by them at will.

When Amber took control of the Southern Council, he officially had the ability to fight against the Presbyterian Church.

Moreover, although the elders and this side still have a few great wizards, there is no real strongman who can stand on the top.

With the only remaining great wizards in their hands, I am afraid that Amber and Grindelwald will be able to calm down quickly.

After a long silence, a beautiful woman spoke slowly.

"What if we look for foreign aid?"

"Foreign aid? Where can I find foreign aid that can deal with Grindelwald?"

The skinny old man sneered, shook his head, and sneered at the beautiful woman's proposal.

And since she said this sentence, the glamorous woman didn't care about the thin old man's rebuttal, but said it slowly while thinking.

"I mean, what if we team up with Voldemort?"

Hearing Mrs. Meiyan's whimsical idea, everyone present shook their heads instinctively.

The fat old man kindly reminded:

"Maria, although we know that Voldemort is not dead, we don't know exactly where he is now."

"And what Voldemort did at the time. We are all too aware that dividing the soul into so many parts, we cannot be sure that he is now clear enough to cooperate with us

Hearing the reminder from the fat old man, this. The glamorous woman with the name of the Virgin raised her head high and said proudly:

"In fact, that's exactly why I'm making this suggestion."

"I have reason to believe that I have conclusive evidence of Voldemort's tracks.

"What?"

"Do you know where Voldemort is?"

"Speak quickly!"

"How is the current situation? Do you have a clear consciousness?"

"What is his attitude towards us, and is he willing to cooperate?"

Hearing the words of the glamorous woman, everyone immediately asked like a chicken blood.

A top wizard, for the current Presbyterian Church. It is like a life-saving straw.

Even though this great wizard once caused great social turmoil, but now they have become the only ones that the Presbyterian Church can rely on.

Hearing a series of questions from the crowd, the glamorous woman cleared her throat, and then said vividly:

"In fact, Voldemort has been active in the wizarding world for the past few years, fighting against Dumbledore invisibly.

"And I have reason to believe that the reason why Amber Cadmus was promoted to the great wizard was because he couldn't control his own ability in the confrontation with Voldemort."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman's tone suddenly quickened, and she said with certainty:

"I have found out that Voldemort was dispatched by Amber Kathimus to the Age of Gods, which is the realm of time travel.

"In fact, before this, I had made preliminary contact with Voldemort.

"He has promised us that he will return to our time within the next year, before the end of his fourth year at Hogwarts.

Hearing the news of the glamorous woman, everyone present was overjoyed.

For them, this is rare good news.

With Voldemort's strength, he could completely compete against people like Amber Cadmus and Dumbledore.

Seeing the joyful expressions on the faces of the colleagues around her, the glamorous woman added fuel to the fire again.

"And according to Voldemort, he had a fair degree of opportunity in the Age of Gods."

"He was taught by the rebellious knight Mordred, and his strength has been turned upside down."

talking. The glamorous woman stood up slowly, draped over her body, and glanced at everyone present. Said decisively:

"So rely on Voldemort alone. It's entirely possible to fight Amber Cadmus and Dumbledore at the same time."

"It's not even a problem to add another Grindelwald!"

Hearing that Voldemort's strength had become so terrifying, all the people present showed various expressions on their faces.

Standing beside her, the old woman with her body arched like a shrimp asked slowly:

"So. What if Voldemort becomes another Cadmus by then. What shall we do?"

The thin old man slowly shook his head and said:

"Don't worry about that. Voldemort's soul is broken. We only need to prepare a remote soul magic. It can completely annihilate its soul."

"Voldemort is much easier to deal with than that damned Cadmus."

Hearing this sentence, everyone present nodded.

Then the chief made a final decision, raised his eyes, stared straight at the beautiful woman and asked:

"So, what's Voldemort's request?"

The glamorous woman answered:

"He asked us to prepare all the raw materials for his resurrection. He made a list, which contained some very precious magic raw materials."

"Promise him, what else?"

The chief answered decisively.

"Also, he asked us to send Amber Cadmus and Harry Potter to him at a certain time next year.

"He will use the blood and flesh of these two people to complete his resurrection ceremony."

Hearing this harsh request, the Chief's fingertips slowly touched the table, his eyes flickering constantly, as if he was thinking about weighing something.

Finally, in the midst of everyone's anxious waiting.

The chief finally raised his head, and the day hammered the final word.

"Contact various magic academies in Europe, we will restart the Triwizard Tournament next year!".