When the ocean of gold finally solidified, the entire Ministry of Magic was covered with a golden smooth floor.

At this time, the staff of the Ministry of Magic and the people who had left and returned to see the results entered the hall again.

The high platform has long since disappeared, and what people see is a huge golden dragon sculpture.

The dragon sculpture is of course the remnants of Smaug's limited golden skin. After the gold wrapped around Smaug's dragon scales solidified, Tang Sen took Smaug back into his consciousness space.

Opposite the golden dragon sculpture is a golden sculpture of Dumbledore.

The two stood facing each other, as if they were still at war.

The magician and Tang Sen are standing on the top of the dragon sculpture.

The magician at this time is naturally not transformed by Smaug. With the current level of Tang Sen's transformation skills, there is no way to quickly transform Smaug from the dragon form back to the human form. This is just the ability to create illusions and stand-in paper figures.

Fake identities created.

Although Grindelwald and Voldemort already know that the magician and the diviner are the same person, Tang Sen has no intention of giving up his dual identity. The words of these two people cannot affect Tang Sen. At least on the surface, as the diviner in his own right

, still need to continue researching in Hogwarts Castle, and the magician’s plan to rule the magical world has just begun.

More and more people gathered in the hall, and people looked at the completely different scene in front of them with extremely horrified eyes, looking at the Ministry of Magic wearing a golden coat.

Of course, people already knew the result when they saw the two people standing on top of the dragon sculpture.

Some people are happy, some are afraid, and more people have complex expressions.

Tang Sen saw all this, and he controlled the magician to speak.

"Gentlemen and ladies."

"As you can see, unfortunately, Albus Dumbledore is dead."

"I believe this is not the result that many people want to see. I have heard about Dumbledore's deeds a long time ago. I know that he is called the greatest white wizard of this century. As the predecessor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,

Principal, most of the people present were once his students."

"He is a good man, a man who has contributed to the magical world. From beginning to end, I have no intention of harming him. I hope to convince him, and I hope he will go with us, but it is a pity that he believed in Grindelwald's

You lied and chose to stand against me."

"He thinks that I am an ambitious person. My purpose has never been to create a more brilliant civilization, but only to rule the magic world."

"This is a sad misunderstanding, but I am not willing to explain it."

The magician paused and looked around at everyone.

"Anyone who truly understands my thoughts will realize that change is never in me."

"I am just an initiator, not an executor. Even without me, change will still not stop, because the executors of change are the millions of people present and absent who hope to create a better future."
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"No one can stop change, not even me."

"The only reason I'm standing here is because change requires a leader."

His voice became more and more passionate, and each sentence became more sonorous and powerful.

"A leader who is strong enough to withstand those opposing forces, a leader who is firm enough and firm enough to never take the wrong path, a leader who is sensible enough and sensible enough that even if the other party is Dumbledore, as long as he is in the way

A leader will never be indecisive when it comes to change."

"So, I stand here and I vow to lead all my fellow travelers to realize our ideals."

Cheers rang out in the Golden Hall, and these cheers dispelled the gloomy atmosphere caused by Dumbledore's death.

The magician watched all this quietly until everyone had vented their emotions before continuing:

"Gentlemen and ladies."

"I declare to take over the British wizarding world from this moment on, and I declare that any wizard who opposes change will become my enemy."

"Who agrees and who opposes?"

There was silence in the hall. Even the opponents of the pure-blood family, looking at the golden sculpture of Dumbledore, did not dare to make any more noise.

Naturally, they did not know everything that happened in the illusory space, nor did they know that Voldemort was involved, nor did they know that because the space was too small, Smaug's abilities were greatly enhanced, and Dumbledore had already wanted to die.

will cause such a result.

All they knew was that what they saw was that the two most powerful wizards and the legendary Grindelwald joined forces to fight against the magician, but they ended up escaping to death.

The wizards really can't think of anyone else who can stand up to the magician.

The other party alone is enough to suppress the entire magic world.

"It seems that no one objects for the time being, which is good. I don't want to see any bloodshed."

The magician continued:

"I need everyone to elect a trustworthy and steadfast companion as the new British Minister of Magic. He will clean up the enemies in the UK for me, integrate everyone's strength, and accumulate strength in order to push the revolutionary wave to the entire world.

."

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and someone shouted: "We elect a magician!"

"That's right, who else is qualified to be the Minister of Magic besides you?"

The magician smiled and said: "The job of Minister of Magic is not an easy one. I don't have that much time to manage matters in the magical world. What I have to do is to promote a wave of change around the world."

"We don't have much time. To achieve our goals within three years, everyone needs to work together. It is not a wise choice to just rely on me to shoulder the burden."

"Okay, now let's start the selection."

It wasn't until dusk that the people gathered in the Golden Hall began to disperse.

The new British Minister of Magic is not anyone from the original Ministry of Magic, but a well-known Muggle social studies scholar. This selection result is probably because believers do not trust people from the original Ministry of Magic.

Of course, Townsend no longer needs to pay special attention to the outcome. After what happened today, in the British wizarding world, no matter who is the Minister of Magic, the only one who truly has the right to speak is himself.

When the dust settled, in the dusk, only a few people were left in the hall.

Snape was one of them. He stood in front of Dumbledore's golden sculpture, using a stiff expression to cover up his inner emotions.

When the old man actually passed away, Snape felt a rare sense of confusion.

He didn't know why the other party so decisively chose to believe Grindelwald's outrageous prophecy. Even Snape didn't think that the magician would choose to overturn everything he had done after he had spent so much energy and truly succeeded.

.

This makes no sense.

However, Snape believed in Dumbledore, and there was always a reason for whatever the old man did.

The last words he said to himself were to put himself in the camp he should be in.

"In the end, even the last words you said to me were to ask me to continue undercover in the magician's camp?"

Snape smiled bitterly. He didn't know what the point was in continuing to be an undercover agent. Even if an undercover agent was not online, even if he obtained information, he could only bury it in his own heart.

He remembered the conversation Dumbledore had with him.

"I can't stop the magician anymore, Albus."

"But I will still find a way to use the power of the magician to completely kill Voldemort and save Harry Potter's life."

He glanced at the other people who were remembering Dumbledore, and walked into the fireplace expressionlessly.

At the same time, in Malfoy Manor.

Grindelwald held the Elder Wand and stood in front of a Death Eater with a stern expression.

The Death Eater's back was facing him, but behind his smooth head, there was a twisted, noseless face.

"You have no choice, Voldemort."

"The magician is just using you. He can't return the Horcrux to you. For the sake of his rule, he will eventually completely eliminate you."

"If you want to save your life, you can only choose to cooperate with me."

"Let's kill the magician together."

Voldemort's snake-like eyes stared at Grindelwald coldly, and uttered a hoarse voice: "The magician can't deal with me. Neither the dragon nor the magician himself just took advantage of the closed space.

."

"I don't need to work with anyone."

"So, are you going to run away in front of the magician like a lost dog?" Grindelwald sneered: "Even if you don't have the terrain advantage, you still can't deal with the magician. The dragon's ability to cooperate with the magician is inherently powerful.

Be invincible."

"Then it won't work even with you." Voldemort said.

"So, we need an opportunity, a precise plan, and an assassination." Grindelwald said calmly: "If we can find a way to prevent the dragon and the magician from cooperating, then it will be easy to defeat each one."

Voldemort was silent for a moment: "What are you going to do?"

"Now?" Grindelwald paused: "We are leaving Britain."

"This place has been completely controlled by magicians. We have no chance here."

"And we also need time to find and study the magic to restrain the dragon. We also need time to relax the magician's vigilance and create opportunities for assassination."

"So -" Voldemort reacted: "When the time comes, you deal with the dragon, and I assassinate the magician?"

"That's right." Grindelwald said: "Go to the other side of the sea, where his tentacles can't reach for the time being."

"The magician has many supporters, he is not alone." Voldemort said.

"We are not alone either."

Grindelwald's eyes flashed with danger.

"Don't magicians like to use the power of thought? It just so happens that I am also good at this."

"Let the wave of change set off on the other side of the sea, but the leader is no longer a magician, but - me."
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