Chapter 871
How shall I address you?
Chapter 871 How shall I address you?
Gellert Grindelwald.
This name had once become a part of history, but with Grindelwald's escape and the resurgence of the Sorcerer Party, and with the Ministry of Magic of various countries frequently "reminiscing about the past" in the media, people were finally awakened to their fear of that dark wizard.
Just the thought that this matter was related to him seemed to carry an invisible pressure, making the air seem to freeze.
After a brief silence, the people at the table silently and quickly picked up their things, some put down the bill, some pulled their companions up, and they all got up and left.
They didn't greet the drunken Oliver, and even deliberately avoided his direction, as if a marked, dangerous zone had formed around him.
An old wizard wearing a tattered hat, looking like a vagrant, lagged behind a few steps. As he passed Oliver, he paused, noticing Oliver's bewildered gaze.
"Young man, you should learn to control your tongue."
The old wizard lowered his voice and said quickly, "Don't be fooled by Grindelwald's seemingly better temper now... he really can die if he talks nonsense!"
After saying that, he lowered the brim of his hat and hurriedly pushed open the door without looking back.
In the blink of an eye, the once noisy area became empty, leaving only Oliver, whose face turned red and white, and the witch who had previously refuted him, still sitting in their original positions.
The witch frowned and stared at Oliver, asking, "Who exactly are you? What is your purpose in spreading such rumors here?"
Oliver's eyes flickered with panic, he grabbed his glass and gulped down a mouthful, forcing himself to speak:
"Me? I was just making a reasonable deduction based on the facts! Are we not even allowed to make deductions now?"
The witch, noticing his shifty gaze, suddenly sneered, "Actually, you're an alchemist, aren't you?"
She 'reasonably speculated': "You're jealous that Wade Grey has accomplished things you could never do in your entire life at such a young age, so you're deliberately slandering his reputation and even associating him with the most dangerous dark wizards! You want to ruin him?"
Oliver clenched his fists involuntarily, his teeth clenched: "Nonsense! I don't know him at all! And I'm not an alchemist!"
"Humph!"
The witch stood up, looking down at him with disdain, and said, "Save your breath. Don't think everyone is a fool you can easily fool! If I see you spreading rumors again, I'll report you to the Aurors and have you arrested and sent to Matrnice!"
Oliver's expression changed instantly, and he broke out in a cold sweat, even his slight tipsiness vanished.
Mattenes is an independent prison in the American magical world. Although it doesn't have Dementors, which devour happiness, it is just as terrifying.
Even when Grindelwald was imprisoned, he did not attempt a forced escape. Instead, he patiently waited until he was transferred before finding an opportunity to escape.
After that, the Magical Congress made several more modifications to Matrnice, reportedly making her increasingly perverse, even sharing some similarities with Azkaban of England—
Even if those sent in are just petty thieves or smugglers with minor crimes, most of them become incurable mental illnesses after being released from prison after a few months.
Oliver was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. When he came to his senses, he found that the woman had left, and there were two unfamiliar wizards in front of him, observing him with probing eyes.
Oliver leaned back, instinctively reaching into his pocket, trying to appear calm:
"Who...who are you? I...I just made a few random analyses...Is it illegal to talk like that? Freedom of speech is allowed!" It's no wonder he panicked; something about the two people in front of him was so similar to that of an Auror, and he had just been threatened by the witch.
"Don't be nervous, we're just very interested in your speculation."
The man sitting opposite him spoke casually, "Wade Gray is associated with the UMNO? How did you come to that conclusion?"
Oliver was taken aback, only then realizing that the alcohol had indeed affected his thinking. He had been so focused on arguing with those people that he had forgotten to mention the most important reason for his hypothesis.
But this time he didn't speak rashly. Instead, he swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "You...you wouldn't happen to be government officials, would you?"
De Laine didn't answer directly, but gave him a meaningful look, her tone carrying a warning:
"Even as an ordinary wizard, one has an obligation to report or stop anyone who threatens the safety of the magical world!"
"However, making irresponsible statements, spreading false information, and disrupting order will also come at a price!"
He paused, noticing Oliver's pale face, and then added meaningfully:
"Of course, no matter whether an analysis of the political situation is correct or not, as long as it is based on evidence, it is impossible to be imprisoned—Aurors must also abide by the laws of Congress."
He smiled, seemingly thinking his words were very approachable, but his words implied that he held a high position of power in the government.
Wade, who was originally sizing up Oliver, couldn't help but glance at Derain when he heard this. He hadn't expected Derain to be such a good actor.
Oliver's eyes lit up. He lowered his voice and said excitedly, "Of course I have evidence! It's streaming technology! Looking at the whole world, the only ones who can arbitrarily tamper with the content broadcast by streaming media, besides Wade Gray, are the Sinicists..."
He muttered his analysis to himself, becoming more and more fluent as he spoke. Seeing that the two people opposite him were listening attentively to him, especially the one who had taken the initiative to talk to him and seemed to agree with him, Oliver's face showed a smug look.
Therefore, there is only one truth!
Oliver slammed his hand on the table and said, "Wade Gray is definitely a member of the Malawi Party, perhaps even a very important one! This is all part of their conspiracy!"
"If you ask me, even without evidence, the Magic Congress would be best to invite Wade Gray over under the guise of assistance, then place him under house arrest and close surveillance!"
"In this way, the Mara Party will definitely react! But the initiative will be in the hands of the Magic Congress!"
He felt a chill as soon as he finished speaking.
The man sitting opposite him remained calm, but his eyes seemed to be covered with frost. He didn't speak, but stared at Oliver with a cold gaze, as if examining an inanimate object.
Oliver's excitement and pride seemed to freeze at that look, and a nameless fear rose from the bottom of his heart, making him shiver involuntarily.
Another young wizard, who hadn't spoken yet, was observing him with great interest when he suddenly asked:
"May I ask your name?"
(End of this chapter)