Hogwarts Card System

Chapter 224: goblin adventure team

  Chapter 224 Fairy Adventure Team

At this moment, Ted's voice suddenly sounded: "Mr. Swallow! My raven has brought back information. Professor Dumbledore has received our letter, and he replied that he will come to check it as soon as possible, but first Get in touch with the Ministry of Magic..."

  Ted, who was wearing a wizard robe, also came out holding a wand, and Muradin and Jerry also emerged from the woods and walked to them.

The old goblin at the foot of the stone hill took his hand out of his bosom, and made a covert gesture, signaling his accomplice not to act rashly, and said with a smile, "Okay. It's the first time we're going this way, so we don't know about it. Since it's inconvenient, we Just go around here."

   As he spoke, he pulled the rein of the big monster bird, turned around, and walked towards the way he came.

   After walking about a hundred meters, the two goblins leading the team discussed in a low voice:

   "Did you just give up like this? The magic power fluctuates a lot this time, and it is definitely not an ordinary thing."

   "But that wizard kid said Dumbledore might come!"

   "He said, will Dumbledore come?!"

"But I know this little brat. I saw his report in the "Daily Prophet". He is a famous student at Hogwarts. His name is Ted Epiphany, and many people mentioned it some time ago... "

"...No matter what, we drove for three days, bypassing those idiots from the Ministry of Magic to come here. How can we go back without taking a look? You go back to the resting point before, and I will pretend to go check it out myself! See what these dwarves have found?"

   "What if it was really valuable?"

   "Then we can't blame us...Dumbledore can't stop me!"

  …

   And a few meters away from this group of goblins, there is a transparent invisible servant that is only one-third the size of the normal state.

  Ted, who was squinting in the distance, had already heard all the conversations between them through the invisible servant.

  About ten minutes later, the old goblin, who had changed his appearance and put on all kinds of foreign magic equipment, quietly circled around and approached here.

  This guy wears a local hood, which is a North American specialty. It looks like a kraft paper bag with two holes dug out and put it on his head.

   Don't look a little funny, like a perverted killer in a horror movie, but this thing is really a magic item. It can block a lot of probing magic, and it also has a certain effect of fear.

  The old goblin always carries this thing when he does bad things.

   In addition, he also has the amulet of the Holy See bought from Italy, which can increase the magic resistance.

   There is also the obsidian sacrificial knife from the Aztec civilization in South America—the best black magic tool. The old goblin used this thing to kill several powerful enemies.

   There is also Spanish mad cowhide pants, which gives him the power of a bull for a short time after being triggered.

   There is even the guardian amulet of Dongying Shrine!

   With such a mix and match, even if Merlin came, he would not be able to tell where he was from.

  He is also wearing a phantom cloak—a magical item that is one level lower than the invisibility cloak, and when triggered, he casts the illusion spell.

  General invisibility cloaks are woven from the hair of invisible beasts, but they lose their effectiveness after a long time. Are expensive consumables.

  Only the one from the Potter family can maintain the magic effect for hundreds of thousands of years. So it is called a holy vessel.

   This old goblin is the more radical kind among the middle faction of the goblin group, and has connections with many extreme goblin terrorists of the revivalist group.

  Although his strength is not very strong, he is quite famous among the centrists because he has led the team to shuttle among various ruins and treasures all year round, has a wide range of wrists and contacts, and is radical in his work.

  He has done a lot of things like this kind of lonely and in-depth work, and he has naturally encountered dangers. But he is used to it. If you want to stand out from the profit-seeking elves, you must either master advanced techniques, or be highly respected, or dare to fight hard.

  He falls into the latter category. Basically, every time you take an adventure in the ruins or treasures, it is the kind of life-threatening.

   Despite his beard and tail, he actually has seven or eight large scars on his body, and he was blessed by Jin Jialong if he didn't die.

  However, he failed this time!

  Because Ted watched the whole process, every move was watched by Ted.

  First, he didn't find the invisible servant with psychic power mixed with a small amount of magic power, and then walked into the trap prepared for him by Ted.

   Frost Blast!

  Sound-Suppressing Curse!

  Anzu·Dark Realm!

  Then there is Frostbolt Rain·Three-Lian!

  The old goblin is not a vegetarian either, and he has a lot of life-saving methods on his body. He saw the magic light flashing all the time, resisting various attacks. Even pulled out a weird wand to cast spells silently!

But it was useless. The pit he fell into was not only a mud pit, but the surrounding soil was made of mud puppets. At a critical moment, the mud puppets suddenly punched the old goblin, a punch bigger than a washbasin, and immediately fractured his bones. the sound of!

   Immediately afterwards, the next wave of ice arrow rain broke the magic defense, and the ice arrows with thick fingers and long forearms attracted him to a thousand arrows!

   Frozen, smashed to pieces, and then swept away in a whirlwind—destroyed bones and ashes.

   As for the remaining magic items, Ted didn't take a closer look at them. He put on the dragon leather gloves and put them all in the space expansion bag. Withdraw!

   Once the old goblin dies here, the goblin team a few kilometers away will know - there is a piece of parchment on their side, if the name on it disappears, it means that the person is no longer in this world.

  So they're going back right away for revenge!

  But not long after going out, they received a remote message, saying that the Minister of Magic, Fudge, had brought a large number of his men towards the same goal.

   And it seems to have seen Dumbledore!

  The remaining young goblin who led the team gritted his teeth: "Withdraw!"

  Uncle was killed, I remember it!

  …

  Ted sat in front of Dumbledore, "...Well, this is my experience, and the situation is like this now. This time it's a big mess!"

  Ted talked about his journey from Decarmond to the present. Of course, he didn't say anything about the old goblin's death.

  That thing, others don't know, I did it in private.

  Dumbledore nodded, looking at the dwarves and dwarves who were busy carrying supplies not far away.

  Dwarves rely directly on their muscles, and gnomes have magic robots like simple exoskeleton mechs to help transport them, which are actually a kind of magic puppets. It's quite simple, and one person needs to be on the side to direct it.

   "I will explain it to Fudge, this is really not a trivial matter. If it is not resolved in time, I am afraid there will be a big problem." Dumbledore said.

  Ted shrugged: "I still suggest that you don't talk to that idiot too much. If you say a word, he will feel that you are threatening his position."

  Dumbledore shook his head, "It's okay...I don't care what he thinks now."

   Actually, it’s no wonder that Fudge thought, you see, Dumbledore really doesn’t regard him as a character, and he really doesn’t have much ability. Anything seems to show his incompetence and dispensability.

  Not to mention Dumbledore in this situation, any capable and prestigious senior official in the Ministry of Magic is a threat to him.

  Of course, not as big as Dumbledore—because it was Dumbledore who indirectly pushed him up.

  In the evening of that day, Fudge had already brought people from the Ministry of Magic.

  He didn't want to come, Dumbledore guessed right, Fudge didn't want to take care of it.

Although the dwarf has made the seriousness of the matter very clear, but because of his arrogance as a wizard and some political thinking as the Minister of Magic, he really doesn't believe this matter, or he doesn't want to believe these visitors from other worlds .

   What's more, the Ministry of Magic is also in dire straits.

  The matter in the Muggle society is not small. Many alien creatures suddenly appeared in the Muggle society, causing great turmoil. It is said that even the Queen was alarmed and asked about it.

   There is no doubt that Great Britain has always had this tradition, and there are magic advisors by the Queen's side.

  Leave the queen alone, and take care of the catastrophe that the bearded and dwarfs are talking about here. Fudge has no such interest.

   Originally, I wanted to send a high-ranking official with a few Aurors and strikers, and it would be over after a while...

   How else can Dumbledore know him very well, and he might have thought of this possibility at the beginning. So he wrote the letter himself, and then Fudge arrived with a large number of people, at least thirty of them!

  There are three or four senior officials—two ministers and two chiefs of staff.

  Fudge's face naturally couldn't get better. He felt that his rights had been violated. When he saw a large group of dwarves wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, and the dwarves were also wearing magic weapons, with magic puppets standing beside them, their expressions became even uglier.

  Although it was only for a moment, the thought of "Dumbledore will lead these dwarves to rebel" did flash in his mind.

   "Dumbledore, I'm here! I don't know what happened, which alarmed you, and I brought people here immediately." Fudge waved his hand, indicating that the people behind him were all brought by him.

  Dumbledore nodded: "Thank you for your timely response, this time is indeed a big event. It just so happens that the people I invited will also be here..."

  As soon as he finished speaking, the magic wave appeared, and seven or eight apparitions appeared, and then a figure appeared.

   It turned out to be Sirius at the beginning...

Sirius, his wife, Ms. Olivia, Professor McGonagall, a fat old man with wooden prosthetic legs and fake eyes——Mad-Eye Moody is undoubtedly, and there is also a tall man who looks elegant and peaceful, and looks a little thin middle-aged people...

  Although Ted had never met him, his first reaction was that this man was Lupine!

  But it is different from the original book. Judging from his clothes and facial expressions, he doesn't look downcast.

  Ted didn't know the other three people very well, but they seemed to be well-known, at least a lot of people from the Ministry of Magic greeted them.

  Fudge's expression was even more embarrassing, that kind of expression of being forced and helpless.

  Not to mention the Sirius couple, they are also very important in a pure-blood family.

   Not to mention Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal, many of these people present "escaped" from her hands.

  Lupine is not sure, but Mad-Eye is the senior of all Aurors, and more than 80% of Aurors are trained by him. Although he is retired now, his prestige among Aurors is probably greater than that of Fudge!

  The other three also have a wide range of friends, and they are well-connected in the wizarding world, and they are not ordinary people.

  The tall, bald, middle-aged man Sturgis Podmore is engaged in "magic material foreign trade" in the magic world, and has contacts in the magic circles of many European countries.

   Dedalus Diggle, who looks more like a boxer than a wizard, looks excited and very excited-a famous adventurer in Great Britain, a famous reckless man, who often fights duels.

  A very old, chunky old man, already bald, Effias Dorje.

  He is Dumbledore's classmate, which means he is over a hundred years old! Famous scholars and celebrities in the wizarding world of Great Britain.

   It’s hard for Dumbledore to invite all his old classmates. Isn’t it cruel to let him bake in the ground when he is over a hundred years old?

  …

  (end of this chapter)