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"What are you doing, Yusuf?" Leta picked him up and shouted sternly.

"He's here! He's here!" Yusuf murmured like a man possessed, and his tightly covered arms were slowly revealed.

Threads composed of countless magic powers surrounded his wrist, and it was hot!

"What is this?" Leta asked in surprise.

"I...I don't know," Yusuf said in fear.

He felt like he was going to die; this was a sign!

Wizards also have limited knowledge of the Unbreakable Vow. No one would swear casually for fun, let alone swear on their own lives.

Faced with the sudden signs, he seemed very panicked.

"Huh?" Aurelius stopped and turned to look at his arm.

Aurelius only heard the name of the Unbreakable Oath and did not understand its principles.

He didn't know what was going on with Yusuf.

But he at least knew this wasn't normal.

"Let's go." Aurelius looked as usual, and Abernathy greeted him with a smile as they walked inside.

I don't care about Yusuf's crazy talk. As Grindelwald's confidant, how could Abernathy abandon Aurelius, whom Grindelwald had repeatedly warned him to treat with caution, and instead care about a lunatic who was about to die?

"What happened?" Nagini knew Aurelius too well, and she was keenly aware that Aurelius seemed to be avoiding something.

"It's so interesting!" Aurelius couldn't help but smile.

"Sometimes people really can't set flags randomly. I just told Nicolas that nothing is beyond my control and something unexpected happened." Aurelius said in front of the Riddler.

It wasn't that his Dumbledore family bloodline had awakened, but that he couldn't go into too much detail at this time.

"Please!"

Looking at the tomb door slowly opening in front of him, Aurelius felt a little embarrassed.

Whose good family holds a meeting in a tomb?

Grindelwald's ideas are also very unique!

The hall used for gatherings and speeches was disguised as a tomb, and it was actually underneath the tomb.

Can't these wizards have normal brain circuits? Cursing in his heart, Aurelius took Nagini and Zouwu, who had been turned into the size of a kitten, into the tomb passage.

The road is not long, only about twenty or thirty meters.

Suddenly, they saw the light!

The high ceiling of the hall is made of marble, with magic lamps suspended above it, illuminating the entire venue.

Walking two steps forward, you will find the stepped venue. Many participating wizards have already arrived, in groups of three and two, chatting with acquaintances.

The Alliance Party stood ready, guarding the eight passages leading in and out of the venue, looking around with pairs of sharp eyes, acting as human surveillance."Mr. Grindelwald is preparing a speech for the evening."

"Then we won't bother you," Aurelius said, showing his consideration.

"Thank you for your understanding. We have prepared a dedicated VIP lounge for you. Please come with me."

They walked together, taking in their surroundings.

"Hey! There are a lot of familiar faces here tonight."

"Hello, Mr. Dumbledore."

"Hello."

"Mr. Dumbledore."

"Hello."

A group of people approached Aurelius, their presence unexplained.

The majority of them were nobles from various European countries within the wizarding world.

These pure-blood nobles can be slow at times, but also sharp when necessary.

For the past few months, Aurelius had only visited the Portuguese Ministry of Magic and the French Ministry of Magic, yet his true identity as Dumbledore had spread to more distant places.

Many people followed the trend, not after Aurelius himself, but after his esteemed master, the great Dumbledore.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald were currently viewed as opposites in the wizarding world. Grindelwald needed followers, which was relatively easy, but gaining Dumbledore's favor was more challenging.

As pure-blood nobles, they couldn't find an excuse to curry favor, despite their desire to do so.

However, Aurelius's appearance provided them with a breakthrough.

There were even rumors that Aurelius was Dumbledore's son, and many believed it due to Aberforth's low profile as Dumbledore's younger brother, a fact that remained unknown to most.

Finally, there was a chance to establish a connection with Dumbledore. Would these people let it pass?

In reality, Aurelius had experienced countless interruptions in recent days, despite his attempts to explain things simply.

However, he had anticipated such encounters when he decided to appear in public today.

It was just a nauseating moment of insincerity and coercion.

Tonight's gathering brought together European celebrities, and Mr. Dumbledore's presence added to the grandeur. Abernathy took the opportunity to flatter him.

Aurelius smiled and patted his arm. "Mr. Abernathy, you are too kind. I would be honored by your words."

Surrounded by a group of people, Abernathy led them to a separate room.

The room was luxuriously decorated.

A subtle fragrance greeted them as they entered. Two girls in fashionable attire carried flower baskets, occasionally plucking a petal and tossing it gently with their white-gloved hands.

The elegant petals danced in the air, mingling with the scent, creating a mesmerizing atmosphere. The venue below is visible through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, providing an unobstructed view.

"Please excuse me, Mr. Dumbledore and Miss Nagini," Abernathy said as he left the room with the two little girls.

Aurelius nodded and observed as Abernathy carefully closed the door.

"It's comfortable. Good things are worth it. The only drawback of something expensive like this is its price," Aurelius said, stretching out comfortably.

"I disagree. It's too soft. When I sit on it, it feels unstable, like I could fall off at any moment," Nagini muttered.

"Can you tell me now? What did you discover just now?"