Molly Weasley interrupted his eldest son and explained: "This time there may be something you need to help with. Bill, you have grown up and must take on the responsibility of a man."

Yes.

Bill has grown up.

Both Molly Weasley and Arthur Weasley believe that the banquet is likely to also talk about some more intense topics, such as the first generation of Dark King Grindelwald and the third generation of Dark King Petr...

This is what their son must contact in advance.

Bill Weasley couldn't help but frown and did not continue to refute, because he realized from his mother's words that perhaps the banquet was not that simple.

In fact, that's exactly the case.

Just when the Weasley family was planning to use the Floornet fireplace to go to Black's house, Arthur Weasley found that his Floornet had expired. Did their Floornet fans expire?

This kind of thing...

Is there any such thing as expiration?

What the family didn't notice was that the entire hut had been shrouded in a layer of magic barrier, and both the Floor Net and the Phantom Movement had been completely restricted.

Now!

This place has been completely blocked!

In the woods not far from the burial, a gray-haired boy stood on a tree, looking at the direction of the burial, and a fierce owl stood on his shoulder, looking a bit like he was hunting here.

"Are we late?"

A white-haired middle-aged man stood under a tree and looked in the direction of the humble residence and spoke, "Are you sure that little guy, are you sure that little dwarf Peter would not run away in fear?"

"Believe me, Mr. Grindelwald."

After the gray-haired boy shook his head firmly, he suddenly couldn't help but chuckled: "We have helped Mr. Peter be enemies of the entire magic world. Where do you think he dares to escape?"

“…”

Grindelwald couldn't help but look at Wesson on the tree.
Chapter completed!