Chapter 1408 ? Discovery

Now that such players are appearing one after another, Allen feels that this is obviously a good time to observe.

The French witch took out a lipstick and carefully applied it; the tall, burly and handsome wizard from Austria sat carelessly on a chair and watched the live broadcast; the Czech witch with long cool brown hair let her The bohemian dress was spread out on the sofa, looking at the other contestants with gloomy eyes... More contestants put the wizard on Alan Harris who had already appeared in Harris' box...

Ian observed for a while, and then gave up the usual Auror training method of judging the killer by the fact that the killer would observe the target before making a move. He realized that it would not work at all in this situation, because Allen's strength and Fame is there, and there is no doubt that he is a mountain that the players want to cross tonight to attract attention off and off the court.

However, this still gave Ian a chance. When the player room was already sparse, Ian sneaked up behind the previously suspected target, and directly used the cover of the cuff of the magic robe to quietly give that Colombian mustache called Pablo The fat wizard came with a Legilimency.

Unlike the steady shot, Ian withdrew his wand stiffly, then turned around abruptly, facing the wall so as not to show his shocked expression in front of others - he found that the target this person was going to attack was not Allen, he and His own mission was different. He was ordered to pester Allen as much as possible later, so that some killers in the audience could raid the box where the most conspicuous Harriss were painted blue and bordered in bronze.

Ian, who had already resisted and felt guilty about the assassination, fell down on the chair all of a sudden. His head was drooped, his eyes were a little stunned, and his hands were deeply inserted into his hair. He rubbed his hair a few times vigorously. He knew I was used by Graves, and their real target was Harris, who was easier to get. Before that, Ian felt that even if he now holds a scroll that is said to be made by the master of the killing curse, when the time comes to attack Allen collectively, I'm afraid the probability of victory is not high...

Now he finally understands that their target was those Harris from the beginning, and it seems that they have been preparing for this for a long time. Except for Harris' eldest son and the female Auror, those Harris are all like "old, weak, women and children" The therapist is born or even a student, it is difficult to resist under the raid...

When Ian raised his head, he made a decision. He looked through the window at the auditorium like a sea wave. Just observing from here, with so many wizards, there was no way to judge who would be the buried killer. ——And he is worried that if he speaks out directly now, he may be alarmed, and if they start to act recklessly, innocent people may be injured because of it...

Ian walked to the window, avoiding the possible sight of the only remaining people in the room, quickly wrote a note, and pulled out a green, thorny cocoon from his bag. And when it stretched out its spiked wings and no longer wrapped itself tightly, it became a magical creature with a pair of blue-green wings, resembling a reptile and a huge butterfly.

This is the Winged Demon that Ian planned to use to participate in the duel.

It is dangerous to a certain extent, and the wild ones even feed on human brains. The venom it secretes is properly diluted and can be used to erase bad memories.

After handing the note to the other party, Ian whispered: "Take it to Jessica, give it to Jessica...the floating city we visited a few days ago...after that, you will stay with her to protect her, she knows How to do it."

Watching his Winged Demon disappear into the shadows, Ian squeezed the wand in his hand, not worried about its safety. This creature moved silently, and even successfully attacked Grindelwald.

Next, in the player waiting room, three wizards were reduced again one after another, and the waves of cheers from the audience outside also surged three times.

"The next player to play is Ian Leonard from the United States!" The host enthusiastically called out Ian's name, "Although he is young, he has already become an Auror elite. Excellence in numerous operations of the Magical Congress of America."

Hearing this name, there were exaggerated boos and spurns from the audience, and some people deliberately loudly reported their contempt, and wanted to show Britain their attitude towards the accident that led to the destruction of the American No-Maj city.

In another box on the top floor of the auditorium, German Auror Director Heinrich Thälmann, who failed to be promoted to Minister of Magic due to the Gringotts incident in Germany, and Bulgarian Minister of Magic Obalonsk gathered together, At this time, they held on to the railing, held up their panoramic binoculars, and looked at the field below.

"Hey, so many contestants... how many of them are people who participated in this operation?" Obalonsk put down the binoculars in his hand, "Will it not be an obstacle in turn? Will it not help Alan Harris in turn? "

"In the game itself, even the fans of the white-skinned pig boy will only team up with others to face him first, and our people will attack at the same time when they receive the signal... You don't expect them to send out a signal. How long can you survive the attack with a large number of people?" Heinrich's thin cheeks showed a somewhat ferocious smile, "But even if he is Alan Harris... I think it is inevitable to face such a sudden attack, Just get rid of him...everything will be fine..."

"Dimitar, I have already explained, who are your people?" Obalonsk adjusted the panoramic binoculars in his hand, according to the positions of the players, "Heinrich, I am still a little worried," Obalonsk said. Baronsk patted the soles of his feet on the ground, "Once we are exposed as the mastermind behind this incident, the follow-up revenge from the UK may also be very troublesome. After all, those British Aurors are stronger after training and transformation." Obviously still strong."

"So until just now, we didn't know who we sent to each other, Your Excellency." Heinrich Thälmann pinched his brows that seemed to never be able to relax, "We have no direct contact with them. It’s all through middlemen... Besides, as long as Harris is resolved, our countries will unify our caliber and actions, so what if we know it? The purpose of this operation is to eliminate evil... Then the United Kingdom only relies on these Aurors, no matter how powerful it is, It is also impossible to fight against so many of our countries at the same time..." His bloodshot eyes narrowed, and the muscles on his cheeks looked a little distorted, "What's more, without Alan Harris, other countries will not rise The hope of the floating city will naturally not kneel and lick the UK like it is now... and the only floating city in the UK will become a thorn in the eyes of other countries, and then it will return to the previous state of being unanimously hostile to the UK... and they are gone Harris..."

"There is another very important point..." Obalonsk's nose fluttered nervously, "Alan Harris is a voter of Ravenclaw, without him, that lady will take revenge on us... "

"There is no way, we have no choice."

Heinrich Thälmann sighed dejectedly, his face darkened, "The conflict between us and Harris is irreconcilable, if we don't attack him, the final outcome is defeat... Now the neighboring countries have turned against us to please him... But If our action is successful this time, even if Ravenclaw really exists, but according to her, her true self is currently fighting against the god of death, so it should not be so easy to come to the mortal world... Then we will die after Alan Harris Afterwards, I immediately stated my position and let go of my belief in Ravenclaw in an all-round way. Perhaps doing so will satisfy the goddess...if she really exists..."