Chapter 87 Dumb Saint (5,000 Chapters, Please Subscribe)

"Uncle Derek, this is the situation. I need you to go to Moldova and help me rent a piece of land."

Grete finally decided to set up his base in Moldova.

The members of the Moldovan Ministry of Magic are not strong. No one can escape from Grete's hands.

This way he can occupy the magpie's nest with almost no risk.

Second, Moldova is not too poor in the world, but in this part of Europe, they are one of the poorest.

Third, Moldova has advantages worthy of Grete's support, both from the government and the people.

The government does not exploit the people under its rule, and most of the people are hardworking. They will not wait endlessly for pie in the sky like the Albanians.

In addition, Moldova's geographical location is both offensive and defensive.

If the organization develops smoothly, he can go all the way west and swallow up the small European countries along the way into his territory.

Even if the development is not smooth, at worst he can lead the living forces to turn to Asia and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback.

Like Professor V, one day, he will make a comeback.

Since ancient times, the land of Asia has not been within the reach of European wizards.

"I agree," Derek knocked the ash from his pipe and gave Grete a blank look, "I mean, I agree.

But can you put down the wand in your hand first? I, an old man, am upset when I see this thing."

Grete was stunned. Could it be that he had slept and the Statute of Secrecy had been broken?

Why did an old Muggle know that he had a wand in his hand?

Grete came to Derek after careful consideration.

After he decided on Moldova, the next thing to do was to build the castle of the organization.

But a small country like Moldova has its own advantages. Being small means that each region cannot escape the control of the authorities.

Moreover, there is little friction between the Ministry of Magic and the government of Moldova. Compared with the relationship between the Ministry of Magic and the British government, they can be regarded as honey and oil.

Land transactions are such a big deal that it is impossible to bypass the capital. If the capital knows, it means that the Ministry of Magic knows.

Counting his interpersonal relationships, whether in Hogwarts or in Godot, they are all wizards.

However, if a foreign wizard wants to buy land in another country, he will be directly targeted by the Ministry of Magic in Moldova. Now is not the time to expose him.

Gret had to target the well-informed Drake, a celebrity in the Port of London.

As long as there are Muggles to buy land for him, the Ministry of Magic will not be aware of the existence of wizards and will not arouse vigilance.

This kind of thing cannot be hidden from Drake, the person involved.

So Gret was ready to show his cards before meeting Drake.

However, Gret was also ready to be rejected. As long as Drake disagreed, he would forget everything and clean up everything that happened today.

At most, he could anonymously find an international buyer to help rent.

After introducing the situation, Gret pretended to take out his wand casually.

He believed that even if Derek, the Muggle old man, was well-informed, he would not be able to recognize the wand in his hand because of the existence of the Statute of Secrecy.

Who would have thought that what happened today was completely beyond his expectations.

First, when he came to the door, Derek looked at him with a scrutiny, a look that appeared when he wanted Gret to inherit his mantle when he was a child.

Second, as soon as Gret finished speaking, the strange old man agreed at once, and it could even be said that he was eager to do it.

Third, and what Gret couldn't understand the most, how could this old man recognize the wand in his hand?

Gret could understand everything else, but he thought he might not have woken up.

Until Derek pulled open his jacket and carefully tore off a piece of artificial leather on his chest.

A triangular symbol representing the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone and the Invisibility Cloak appeared in front of Gret.

The old man laughed heartily, "I am a proud saint, old man."

With these words, Gret's brain completely shut down.

Seeing Gret's dull look, Derek sat down with satisfaction.

As he told the story, Gret knew his true identity.

Unlike Gret thought, Derek was not a Muggle, nor was he a fish that slipped through the net of the Statute of Secrecy.

He was a member of the magic world from beginning to end, although he was an abandoned existence.

As a Squib, who left the magic world at the age of twelve to make a living in the Muggle world, his family was not even willing to wait until he came of age.

Fortunately, although he had no magical talent, he inherited his family's ability to live a long life and had a strong body, which helped him survive well in the Muggle world.

When Gret was bullied, he stood up to help because he saw a trace of his own shadow in Gret.

When he gradually became more and more comfortable in the Muggle world, he came into contact with Grindelwald's ideas.

In theory, for a squib, whether the wizards live well or not has nothing to do with him, but he still joins in regardless of his own safety.

Not for the wizards, but simply for one person, a person who is dedicated to helping him even if he becomes a squib.

Of course, such stories usually end in tragedy.

Derrick didn't elaborate. Grete only knew that until his death, that person never saw the light of the new era.

"Grindelwald failed. I'm a Squib, so naturally no one will care about my whereabouts. I'll just pretend that this never happened."

Grindelwald cares so much about Muggles, how could he not start from many aspects.

A Squib like Derek is naturally suitable to be his spy among Muggles.

However, all this came to an end after that duel.

"In 1991, when you just entered school, I went to the welfare home to find you. Swan said you went to school, and I asked which school.

When I saw her clumsy look, I suspected that you went to Hogwarts.

But I confirmed your identity because of this thing."

Derrick took out a palm-sized thing from the corner and put it on the table.

The capital gold-plated G in the upper right corner allowed Grete to confirm its identity. It was undoubtedly a genuine mobile phone sold by the communication store.

"Some time ago, a certain old guy sent it to me. He said that this thing would allow me to meet them more times before I die, so I don't have to waste time waiting for letters.

I remember that when you went out to sea with me before, you said that you would build this thing in the future, but you said base stations and satellites at that time. Now you know that magic is more useful.

I don't want to discourage you. If I had known that you were a wizard, I would have opened your eyes long ago."

Grete was helpless. He didn't expect it. Before receiving the notice, he always thought that he had a supernatural script.

Also, if Drake hadn't happened to go out to sea that day when he sneaked away, Dumbledore would not have been able to catch him.

"Grete, I want to know, can I still see that light?"

Grete saw the serious look of the old man Drake for the first time. He even put down the pipe that he regarded as his life, and held Grete's arm tightly with both hands.

"I don't know, but I know that if we don't take action, we will never see that light."

Grete never thought that a new era would definitely rise from his hands, he could only devote all his energy to it.

Derrick sat down and sucked his teeth.

"You kid, you have never been 100% sure of anything."

Pick up the pipe, take a few deep puffs, and in a cloud of smoke, "done."

After smoking, Derek slapped the pipe on the table and stretched out his hand to Grete.

"Give it."

Grete was confused again, looking at this strange old man in confusion.

"Medicine or spell, without this thing, can you let me go with confidence?"

Derrick was too familiar with it, which really made Grete laugh.

"Don't bother, I'll sign a contract with you."

Potions and spells can work on Muggles, because whether it is a potion or a spell, its effect comes from the wizard himself.

But the contract is a two-way thing. Muggles don't have magic power, so wizards can't sign a contract with Muggles.

Squibs can't do that either.

Derek still knows this common sense, but Grete's next move challenges his worldview for the first time.

He didn't know what Grete did. He only saw Grete stretch out his hand and twist his body, and then pulled out a silver line with a faint glow.

One end of the silver line was in Grete's hand, and the other end was connected to his body.

He could feel that this was not a trick, he could feel that the silver line was connected to his life and soul.

Every time Grete pulled, he could feel the same frequency vibration from his heart.

The conditions of the contract were very loose, just to prevent Derek from leaking secrets, without rigidly stipulating his duties and depriving him of his freedom.

When everything in front of him stopped, Derek couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked curiously.

"How did you do it just now?"

Grete smiled mysteriously and said to Derek, "Uncle Derek, you are old, it's time for me to open your eyes."

——

Grete can do this thanks to the awakened panel.

[Iron Will: Human will is omnipotent. ]

When he first saw this entry, Grete was overjoyed. He thought the panel had given him a big gold coin. This entry was too much like a saying.

But after he tried it, he realized that this thing has its limits. The description of this entry and what it can do are almost two extremes.

He thought he could split mountains and rocks, but he could only clear ashes with his mind.

He thought he could bring the dead back to life, but he could only recover the water.

Fortunately, with the help of the silver pupil, he saw that whether it was a wizard or a Muggle, there were dots of mysterious particles constantly shuttling through their bodies under the microscopic vision.

However, unlike wizards who would retain a portion of it, whether it was a Muggle or a Squib, the body was like a funnel, as much as went in, as much as came out.

Under Grete's continuous observation, he had a bold inference that the existence of this particle might come from humans themselves.

But this matter could not be confirmed for the time being, and he did not have the extra time and energy to do it now.

In the microscopic vision, he could temporarily control a large number of particles and let them concentrate on one person, to that extent, even Muggles could temporarily possess magic.

However, this kind of consumption is almost comparable to him opening a portal, and the magic power possessed by Muggles is simply not enough to cast the most common spell.

The contract signed with Derek this time is the result of the combined effect of [Iron Will] and Silver Eyes.

Through microscopic vision, the particle rays were pulled from Derek's body, and then bound by [Iron Will], successfully giving Derek the prerequisites to sign the contract.

He doesn't even need to have magical powers.

——

There was no need for Grete to worry about traveling to Moldova. He believed that Derek, a well-informed old man, could perfectly facilitate this matter.

For this reason, Gretel almost exchanged all the pounds in the Gringotts vault.

Sherlock, a shrewd goblin, thought that Gretel was going to hoard things and came to him to pry for information.

The last time that behemoth collapsed, Gringotts swallowed a huge piece of cake.

Gretel didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and just replied lightly: "If you are afraid of the cold, light a fire."

However, Gretel later heard that Gringotts had collected a large sum of pounds, and the wizarding world almost caused dissatisfaction with the Prime Minister of Great Britain.

If the Ministry of Magic had not come to mediate, Diagon Alley would have been blown up by the angry Prime Minister.

As the actual controller of this country, as long as he is in office, the Ministry of Magic has no right to hide it from him. At least, the Ministry of Magic must report this kind of real estate to him.

In fact, if the goblins did not go too far, the authorities could turn a blind eye.

But helplessly, the actions of Gretel, a rising business star, caused Gringotts to misjudge, so much so that it almost affected the normal flow of funds in Great Britain.

No one knows how much Gringotts lost in the end. Anyway, under the joint statement of the Muggle authorities and the Ministry of Magic, Gringotts spit out a lot of the cakes it swallowed during the disintegration.

Anyway, when Gretel stepped into Gringotts again, Sherlock was never seen again.

Those goblins who had suffered a lot from him never gave him a good look again.

Grete originally thought that this kind of land negotiation would last at least a year and a half, and even if it didn't work, it would take several months of negotiation.

Who would have thought that before school started, he would receive good news from Derek.

Derek successfully negotiated Mount Baraneste, located in Codrenisporin.

Of course, it's not the whole mountain, just a few small hillsides that hide people's eyes.

Derek's reason was that he was attracted by the unique oak forest here and wanted to breed here.

It is impossible to say whether we will build several complete production lines in the future.

Upon hearing this plan, after the negotiation, the local municipal government almost sold and gave him a few more forest lands.

Building a magic castle on your own land will not trigger any contractual reaction from the local Ministry of Magic.

Grete never expected that things would go so smoothly.

So, when he informed the members of the organization, the group almost went crazy, searching for the exact location of Moldova on the map.

A group of people held a map of Mount Paraneste and competed to express their opinions on the slopes that already belonged to the organization.

"The east side is better. The terrain is higher and there is sunlight."

"I chose this woodland in the north. It is shaded by woods. Even if the Muggle banishing spell accidentally fails sometimes, they will think it's because they were dazzled."

"None of them are right. The valley in the south is better. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. When we get old, we can go there to retire."

…

Gretel smiled as he watched them fight. This group of energetic members, like their organization, were like a rising sun.

When Grindelwald heard the news about Gretel, he even complained to him a few words, saying that he had to go to that small country to spend money to buy land when there was a ready-made castle. It would be great to use the spare money for future expansion.

Gretel just took a picture of the lively discussion atmosphere and blocked his complaints.

"What we want to build is a headquarters, not a prison like Nurmengard."

"We need to have our own land, or else the descendants of the land owner will collect taxes from us in the future?"

When Grindelwald hung up the phone with a dark face, Gretel heard Vladimir and Estragon laughing.

"Next time, don't let my companions go investigate for you, you heartless brat."

At the end of August, when Gretel was about to become a fourth-year student at Hogwarts, the castle in Moldova successfully set up its landmark on a low hill.

——

The week before, a shocking thing happened at the Quidditch World Cup.

The Death Eaters, who had disappeared for more than ten years, appeared at the World Cup venue and openly released the Dark Mark into the sky.

When Grete saw the tragedy of the scene from the newspaper, he suppressed his excitement and held a secret meeting with the members of the organization.

The meeting once again confirmed Saini's status. Before Gretel graduates and leaves Hogwarts, Saini will serve as the supreme commander of the existing members outside Hogwarts and secretly spread the organization's ideas to the wizarding world.

And gradually absorb people with common ideas to become peripheral members of the organization.

After Penello graduated, she was given the management of the communications store in Diagon Alley, and the gold galleons were gradually transferred from Gringotts's vault to Moldova.

Penello and Derek will work together to gradually expand the business territory from the wizarding world to the Muggle world, and Gretel will provide corresponding technical support.

He was confident that with the help of the new entry and the silver pupil vision, the mobile phone could break through the wizard's detection, bypass the confidentiality law, and become the first key to enter the Muggle world.

…

"Welcome our hero, McGreet. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to attend the opening dinner this year."

After not seeing each other for a holiday, Terry hugged McGreet enthusiastically and punched each other's gradually strengthening bodies.

"Stop, stop, stop, it hurts. By the way, McGreet, I didn't see you on the train today, and I thought you wouldn't be able to attend the dinner again."

Greet was stronger than Terry after all. Before he could react, Terry had already cried out in pain.

Terry's question was also Penelope's question. They had made an appointment yesterday to meet on the train today.

Greet blinked at Penelope, then turned to Terry perfunctorily.

"I slept too much. I rode my broom all the way to catch up."

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Small theater

Fudge: I declare that the mysterious man has been eliminated long ago. It is impossible for the mysterious man to return. All this is someone's conspiracy. He came to the Ministry of Magic to seize power.

Voldemort: Oh, yes, yes, I will not be resurrected. Please support me, Minister of Magic.

PS: Fourth grade, flowers,

PS2: Ahem, sorry, I will push it for another day, bang bang bang~