A piece of wood.

    It is hard to imagine why an ancient wizard family deliberately collected a piece of wood.

    and.......

    That wood is really conspicuous.

    The flashing light in the corner makes people want to pay no attention.

    "That?"

    Garrett turned his head with a mysterious smile.

    "No one knows what it is, but our family is probably named after it. We are" Greenwood ".

    I think you should come closer. "

    The old man has sold it.

    Klein raised his eyebrows.

    When he came near, he stroked the surface of the wood curiously, but shivered.

    "This!"

    Klein, who was originally lacking in interest, came to his senses at once.

    It''s no exaggeration to say that the trace of life magic leaked from the wood just now can be compared with a hundred pounds of fire dragon''s hard work.

    As long as you can master the power, there is no problem with the flesh and bones of the living dead.

    Compared with it, the resurrection stone can only be regarded as "brother among brothers"!

    "Hehe, everything belongs to you. You have plenty of time to study it slowly in the future. Now, let''s go up. Rocco should cook dinner."

    Garrett smiled.

    He understood Klein''s reaction.

    The wood is a treasure. Every generation of grendevo elders know it, but no one can lead to the power in the wood.

    Over time, wood has become the most luxurious decoration in the grindworth chamber of secrets.

    however.......

    If Klein had, he might have figured out something.

    But it has nothing to do with his old man.

    It''s important to eat. It''s important to eat.

    When he''s full, he''s going to plant flowers and trees in the garden.

    ......

    Although it is called the "land of freedom", Dumbledore felt that the air here seemed no sweeter than elsewhere.

    The sky was gray and there was smoke in the air.

    He took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and muttered.

    "Compared with the heavy fog in London..."

    "Ah, Mr. Dumbledore, here you are."

    On the dock, there were people from the American magic Congress waiting for Dumbledore.

    Seeing the tall old man with white beard, two young wizards immediately greeted him with respectful smiles.

    "Hehe, I''ve been traveling for a long time and my bones are falling apart. It''s good to see you."

    Dumbledore came to America through the "door key".

    Transferring magic is not as comfortable as taking transportation.

    The old man smiled and took off his brown hat.

    "Then take me to your congressional headquarters."

    "Of course, this way, please."

    Two wizards in charge of reception, one took Dumbledore''s suitcase and the other LED Dumbledore to a black car.

    "Mr. President, wait for you in the car."

    "Oh, thank you."

    Dumbledore smiled and got into the car.

    Sure enough, Samuel, President of the American magic Congress G. Kohogg is in the car.

    Seeing Dumbledore, he showed an apologetic expression.

    "I''m sorry, Mr. Dumbledore. I know it''s impolite to treat a great wizard, but now there''s a new situation in Congress.

    As chairman, I have to be cautious. "

    Samuel''s words seemed to have a deep meaning, Dumbledore blinked and smiled.

    "It''s all right, what great wizard, I''m just a crazy old man.

    The support of the Ministry of magic of England will come in a week. But I can''t wait. I changed our original plan without authorization. You won''t blame me. "

    Originally, Dumbledore should have come with the Aurors of the Ministry of magic of England.

    But with every day of delay, Voldemort''s power grew a little stronger.

    He can''t wait!

    "No, definitely not. It''s not too late for me to be grateful."

    Samuel patted his heart.

    "I feel much more at ease when you come."

    "Well, don''t mention these words again. Tell me the latest situation. It looks like

    Not optimistic? "

    Dumbledore waved his hand and was in good shape.

    "This..."

    Samuel was silent for a moment.

    For a long time, he clenched his fist and said.

    "Yes, as you can see, the situation in the American magic Congress is not optimistic.

    That monster, who now calls himself the "Dark Lord", declared war on us with a Muggle murder three days ago. "

    Three days ago, the massive massacre in Washington state brought people''s panic to a climax.

    It was like a spark falling on an explosive barrel, which detonated the whole society in an instant.

    The Muggle government tried to hide that the magic Congress was busy.

    Just then, a strange thing happened.

    In the Holocaust, there was a survivor.

    "The Dark Lord... His rule is about to begin, and everyone is his slave..."

    The only survivor was crazy. At first glance, he was cast a "ecstasy curse".

    "This is a war. Those who dare to stand on its opposite should accept the test of" blood. "

    With that, the survivor swallowed his breath.

    But those words spread unreservedly.

    The Muggle government can also forcibly use violence to block information, but what about their magic world?

    Anyone with a clear eye could see that the monster was clearly provoking the American magic Congress.

    However, they have no way.

    I couldn''t find it before, but now I just can''t beat it.

    Moreover, there have been bad incidents in which staff members have been attacked for commuting these days.

    You''re welcome. Now the Ministry of magic is about to collapse by terrorist attacks!

    "That''s right."

    After listening to Samuel, Dumbledore''s expression became much more serious.

    A public declaration of war is really like what Voldemort can do.

    The situation is a little tricky

    He must act, too.

    "Let''s go to the magic Congress first. My assistant should be waiting for me there."

    In a hurry, Dumbledore decided to go to the American magic Congress first.

    "Assistant?"

    Samuel was surprised.

    The assistant of the Secretary of magic of the United States should be very famous.

    Why hasn''t he heard anything before?

    "Hehe, you know people when you see them. Let''s go."

    Dumbledore smiled mysteriously.

    His assistant is not "universal tool man" KRA a dream, but the "crazy eyed man" running around the world before, alastor Moody.

    This time, the two of them worked together, relying on Horcruxes, and had a good chance of winning against Voldemort.

    The old man is very confident.

    "All right."

    Seeing that Dumbledore was unwilling to disclose more, Samuel did not ask.

    The car started and drove smoothly to the magic Congress of the United States.

    But just then, something new happened

    "Yes, it''s me, kohogg. What? Say it again!"

    Samuel, with a black face, got a bad news from the communication crystal.

    "Dark Lord", the cannibal monster appears again!