Albus Dumbledore, the president of Hogwarts Magic Academy, and is also a famous wizard in the world's wizarding world.

His position in the British wizarding world was almost a symbol.

Merlin met this old wizard and talked about some topics that were very important to Merlin, but he did not expect that that brief meeting would become a farewell.

On the way to Merlin's mansion, Merlin drove the car, Bill was sitting in the passenger seat, and his wife was sitting in the back row. None of the three of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the car was a little frozen for a moment.

"Tell me, Bill, about Dumbledore's death."

Merlin pulled the steering wheel and asked softly:

"I don't have much interaction with that great wizard, but I think a person like him will not be unknown even if he dies, right?"

"He, he died last summer."

Bill answered in a husky voice.

There were three hideous scars on the young man's face, and it seemed that his vocal cords were also injured. It was obviously a trace of a serious injury. His blue eyes were shining with sadness and pain, and he said:

"Just die in Hogwarts, his favorite, and his home. A traitor betrayed us and shot him down from the astronomical tower in a despicable way, thus killing him."

"He is protecting his students until his death. His death is the loss of the entire wizarding world."

"Um."

Merlin nodded, he didn't know what to say.

It was the Wizard War in the distant UK. During these three years, Voldemort had completely gained the upper hand because of the inaction of the British Ministry of Magic. He and his crazy followers began to persecute the wizards, which caused the wizards to escape.

They didn't even dare to use Floor. They were afraid of being tracked down by the increasingly rampant Death Eaters. They even had to disguise themselves as Muggles they had always despised and escape from their country in the form of Muggles.

This is an absolute shame for those arrogant wizards.

Dumbledore's death is just a footnote to the increasingly fierce wizard war.

"What about you?"

Merlin looked at Bill and found that Bill seemed to hate the sunlight. He sat in the car, raising his hand from time to time to block the direct light in front of him.

Merlin asked:

"I received a magic letter from Mr. Arthur, and he told me that you had an accident before your marriage. This time you came to the United States to seek help?"

"I'm fine."

Bill seemed a little anxious, he said to Merlin:

"I would rather stay in England and fight Voldemort than here! I want to protect my family."

"Bill was bitten by a werewolf."

The beautiful lady sitting in the back row, Bill's newlywed wife, showed a hint of worry and said to Merlin in a voice mixed with French accent:

"Voldemort and his Death Eaters captured the Ministry of Magic, and now there is no safe place in the whole of England. My father was worried about Bill's situation and asked him to come to the United States to seek help and treatment from the doctors of the French Society of Demons."

"Furong! I'm fine!"

Bill shouted angrily:

"Don't treat me as a patient."

"You should calm down!"

Faced with Bill's angry roar, his wife Furong seemed calmer, she said:

"The doctor has to decide whether you are a patient or not. This battle will take a long time. It will not be too late to go back after you fully recover!"

"I"

Bill became more excited because of his wife's rebuttal, and his eyes were red. Just as he made a sound again, Merlin, who was driving, pulled out his wand and threw a sleeping spell on Bill.

The latter's head tilted, leaned on the secondary seat and began to sleep soundly.

"He was bitten by a werewolf?"

Merlin asked in a serious tone:

"Is it the werewolf biting before the beastization, or after the beastization?"

"Before the beast becomes a beast."

Furong did not blame Meilin. She looked at her husband with concern and concern, and she said:

"We know Bill hasn't turned into a werewolf, but he's very irritable lately and likes to eat very tender steaks, which has both my father and I."

"Well, I will send you to the Magic France Club."

Merlin said:

"It may be because he was too stressed. I just heard you say that Voldemort captured the Ministry of Magic? In other words, the British wizarding world is now completely in chaos?"

“The situation is worse than you think.”

Furong said:

"The Death Eaters began to search the mud breeds publicly and did not hide their hostility to Muggles. Since the Ministry of Magic was breached last year, more than 200 people have died in the murder of the Death Eaters. Many wizards have also mysteriously disappeared. Everyone suspected that they were suffering from the evil hands of those bastards. The Order of the Phoenix is ​​still fighting, but the Death Eaters have already gained an absolute advantage."

"Where is Harry? And Hermione and Ron."

Merlin asked again:

"These guys haven't written me for weeks, which makes me a little worried about their situation."

"Harry and his team were looking for some important treasures to fight Voldemort according to the news left by Dumbledore before his death."

Furong said something vaguely:

"They are safe at the moment, and the Order is protecting them."

"Is that so? I don't feel that they are safe. You need help, there is no doubt about this."

Merlin's expression became serious, he said:

"As far as the situation is concerned, after Dumbledore's death, it is no longer possible to rely on you alone to fight alone. If you need it, the European branch of SHIELD is happy to help, provided that you have to share with us what you have now."

"Let Muggles get involved in the wizard's war?"

Furong was born in a pure-blooded wizard family. When she heard Merlin's proposal, she immediately widened her eyes in surprise. She said:

"This is impossible. You are letting your companions die again."

"My companions may not be able to deal with dark wizards like Voldemort, but it is still not a big problem to deal with some sparse and ordinary Death Eaters. You should take time to make a move in the New York Magic France Association. Our cooperation with Magic France Association has begun to show results."

Merlin whispered:

"Your era of isolation is over. It is very inappropriate for girls to give up the last reinforcements."

He glanced at Furong from the reversing mirror and said:

"But it doesn't matter, you and your husband will be at ease in New York for treatment. I will contact your father Arthur directly."

Merlin was only 6 years older than Furong, but the cold temperament he exuded reminded Furong of the majestic professors he met in Boothbaton Magic Academy. After Merlin stopped talking, Furong also lost the intention to speak.

They placed their salutes at Merlin's home and were sent to the Demon French Society, where Bill was treated by the physicians until he recovered.

Merlin also took this opportunity to talk to Chairman Samuel about the British Wizard War.

Chairman Samuel was very sad about the fall of the British wizarding world, but the cooperation between the Magic France Association and SL.d. has reached the most critical period. Seeing that the new order template of the North American wizarding world will take shape in New York, if all magical power is removed at this time, it will undoubtedly declare the waste of all efforts in the past three years.

Not only did the members of the Demon French Association not allow this to happen, but even Nick Fury would not allow the Demon French Association to give up halfway.

"With Voldemort's full rise, it would be useless to send some Aurors to the UK, and Tan Shui has been completely disrupted."

Chairman Samuel said to Merlin:

"Either the British wizarding organization is pushed back, or the wizard war spreads, and the Ministry of Magic in Germany and France will not wait to die. In general, the current situation is not as anxious as we need help from far away."

"You have to know that European wizards don't like other people to point fingers at them."

"Silly prejudice."

Merlin commented and said to Chairman Samuel:

"Then let's wait and see, I will report this to Director Fury. If he feels that he should intervene, then our agents in Europe will join in this war. I don't care about how Voldemort tortures the wizard, but he has begun to harm ordinary people. You must understand that, Mr. Samuel, protecting the innocent is the most important responsibility of S.H.E.L.D.."

"I can understand."

The old wizard sent Meilin to the fireplace at the entrance of Feilu.com. He leaned on his cane and said to Meilin:

"If Director Fury makes the final decision, I will send some Aurors to you."

"Yeah, thank you."

Merlin smiled at the old wizard, who took out a handful of green powder from his pocket and sprinkled it out towards the burning fireplace. As the green flame shone, Merlin waved to the old wizard, then turned and walked into the flame.

The next moment, in the familiar dizziness, Merlin appeared in front of his own fireplace.

After cooperating with the Demon France Association, Merlin connected his fireplace to the Floor Network so that he could receive requests for help and intelligence sharing from the Aurors from the Demon France Association at the fastest speed.

But before he could take a breath, a strange magic wave appeared in the living room of the room.

Merlin pulled out his wand and raised his head, and saw a group of people lying in his living room under the influence of the shape-shifting spell.

The weights of several people combined together directly crushed the wooden table in the living room, causing the poor table to make a loud broken noise.
To be continued...