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"Do you have a meditation basin? I think you need to take a look..." Conor took out a small glass bottle from the pocket of the wizard\'s robe and said very solemnly.

"You don\'t need a meditation basin. Give me things." Ivan reached out and took the glass bottle, unscrewing the cork at will, and a wisp of milky white mist drifted out.

"Memory reappears..." Ivan drew out his wand and waved it. The milky white mist was instantly exploded, and dots of fluorescence drifted away in all directions. The empty office turned into a solemn and solemn one in just a few seconds. The auditorium.

Ivan looked around and found that the place was crowded with wizards. It is roughly estimated that there were about four to five hundred people. What is strange is that these people are either pure blood wearing expensive costumes or poor wizards with withered faces.

The two groups of people who are so distinct are now recorded together in this auditorium, they looked worried or excited, as if they were waiting for something...

According to Conor’s previous tips, Ivan could think with his feet that they were waiting for Grindelwald...

"Have the followers of Grindelwald grown to such a scale?" Ivan turned his head and looked at Conor, who asked in surprise.

"No, according to our investigation, many people have been coaxed to come here." Conor shook his head.

"Even if only half of the people take orders from Grindelwald, that\'s enough!" Ivan cast a glance at Conor in dissatisfaction, and said sarcastically. "I am a little curious, how did he develop such a powerful force under your siege?"

Conor’s expression was a bit embarrassing, and in fact there was even worse news he hadn’t said yet-after this rally, many wizards present changed their positions...

While the two were chatting, a faint blue flame suddenly appeared on the stage, and after a while, a figure in a black robe walked out of the flame.

That was Gellert Grindelwald... He walked slowly to the front, spread his arms, and greeted enthusiastically. "My brothers, sisters and friends, I welcome you to take the time to come to my gathering!"

There was a burst of enthusiastic applause in the solemn auditorium. Ivan looked around, and the surrounding audience members were extremely enthusiastic. But Ivan also noticed that some wizards leaning on the periphery looked very uneasy, with doubts and questions on their faces. The color of panic.

One of the wizards shouted in a flustered manner. "Who are you? Shouldn\'t this be the meeting of Martian Broomsticks?"

"No, I only came here after receiving an invitation from the hippie band..." the other witch also shrieked.

More and more people found themselves fooled, and the wizards who realized something was wrong immediately planned to leave here.

However, Grindelwald on the stage lightly waved his magic wand, and all the doors and windows of the auditorium were closed.

A burst of invisible protective shields rose from the outside world, and the wizards who wanted to escape realized that they were unable to perform Apparition, and suddenly looked at Grindelwald on the stage in panic.

"It seems that some friends still don\'t understand the purpose of this gathering, and even have no small doubts, but I implore you to be patient, and there is no need to be afraid. Because there will never be anyone here who will hurt you. After listening to my speech , Everyone can freely decide to stay!" Grindelwald said slowly.

The wizards present were dubious, but their retreat was cut off, and they were surrounded by a large number of fanatical saints. They could only stay in place to be silent. Only the wizard standing in the front mustered the courage to speak out and ask. "Who are you?"

There was a smile at the corner of Grindelwald\'s mouth. He looked at the man and said word by word. "I think you probably heard of my name-Gellert Grindelwald through newspapers or other channels!"

"The dark demon who provoked the wizarding war?" Someone suddenly exclaimed, and the solemn auditorium once again appeared in small-scale chaos.

But soon someone questioned Grindelwald\'s words. "It\'s impossible. Grindelwald is a wizard of the last century. He is probably over a hundred years old this year. I saw his picture in the European Times. It was obviously..."

"It looks like an old and dying, right?" Grindelwald took the conversation and continued to speak. "So what you have seen in the past may not be the truth. It is also possible that it is false and carefully fabricated, just like those unfounded rumors!"

"I also read the European Times. It called me the murderer and the Dark Lord, and planted countless evils on my head. As the victors of the last Wizarding War, they certainly have arbitrary arrangements. The rights of the defeated..."

"But I am standing here today to hold this rally, and I am not trying to defend those baseless smears. I only intend to clarify one point. What I did fifty years ago was just to help the wizards... I seek a future!"

Grindelwald’s very magnetic voice reverberated in the auditorium, and seemed to have some magical power echoed in the minds of everyone in the audience.

"My friends, we all have the same identity, that is, a wizard! A group of people with extraordinary talents and masters of magical miracles!"

"You only need to wave a magic wand to change the form of matter, and let everything in the world change according to your and my will-this is the gift and right that God bestows on wizards!"

"However, we, who have such miracles, are toiled for some trivial things every day. We are forced to hide in the corners of this world, imprisoning ourselves in cages called the magic world one after another, even for this. Give up the right to freely cast the law..."

The wizards present whispered and whispered to each other, while Grindelwald continued to speak.

"Some people might say that this is to protect Muggles. Yes, what a high-sounding reason. We all know that the magical world has a law called the "Muggle Protection Act"! But those who appointed the law probably forgot. Why did our ancestors create the magical world, a paradise exclusively for wizards..."