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The wizarding world lacks entertainment. The young magician spends his vacation doing nothing day after day, his hair is all over his head, and he brings a double-sided tape recorder with him every day.

Three minutes after Li Changsheng's message appeared, more than 20 replies had been received.

Li Changsheng is on the move.

One side of Diagon Alley is open to the international flight network, and a Magic employee will be responsible for bringing the young wizard here.

Frankenstein Chicken's Ministry of Magic staff also came here.

Now, Li Changsheng is full of praise for this place!

In "Frankenstein's Chicken," four people at the Ministry of Magic are busy stroking his hands and delivering messages. Just talking, it attracts a lot of attention.

Li Changsheng's method is simple.

He didn't think that with special forces and a few elite spellcasters, they could contend with the undead in the 100-kilometer-long catacombs, let alone find Ryan's altar.

None of them are underground workers and have no professional qualifications.

If we find it, won't we become undead on the spot?

But, how can the number of magicians maintain such consumption?

Li Changsheng began to wonder how to achieve this goal without wasting human lives. After all, those twelve large opening lines are not only used to open the entire map!

I have to say that the little wizard still has a strong sense of justice.

Although it was the Frankenhills who brought about the disaster, although it was dangerous, and although many wizard parents didn't understand why they needed the help of a young wizard...

However, in the following hours, about a hundred young wizards arrived one after another.

"Li Changsheng, we are here!" are Li Changsheng's roommates

"Li Changsheng, we are here to help." Clara, Bronzebeard and others also arrived, which made the official Frankenstein even more shocked.

"Li Changsheng, Li Changsheng, can we help?" Ginny's classmate Colin Creevey and his brother came over. They come from Muggle families.

"Li Changsheng!"

"Li Changsheng, here I come!"

"I hope I'm not too late!"

"I can't do that!"

"Team Gryffindor is coming!"

After just one greeting, Li Changsheng saw countless familiar faces. They all came because of Li Changsheng's call for help, because someone was in danger.

They even had dozens of wizarding parents with them. It's really disturbing

But when they arrived, Li Changsheng detailed his plan and assured the parents that the little wizards were completely safe.

Parent Li Changsheng, we are not worried about you. If you don't listen to me, you can hit me as long as I don't die.

Maybe that's what it means.

At this time, hundreds of wizards had gathered in Paris. The Ministry of Magic from almost all European countries sent people to support them, and even African wizards and real dark wizards came.

Several old men from the Wizards' Union also came, and their beards were shorter than Dumbledore's.

But they were all a mess there, and the language alone was a barrier.

Organizing a meeting requires translators in a dozen different languages, which is horribly inefficient!

After the meeting that lasted for more than an hour failed to reach a consensus, Minister Fulong of Faxuan was sweating profusely.

As a result, on one side, Li Changsheng said he would start causing trouble, and on the other side, hundreds of wizards had not yet been assigned tasks.

Li Changsheng could only sigh.

Witches belong to the beginning of the world, they are too free.

Although things can usually be found, it's really difficult to organize these wizards who don't belong to you.

There are many wizards with weird tempers. It can even be said that all wizards with strong personalities are more or less weird... This is a disaster.

The "Flanking Chicken" intelligence officer who was recording the wizard's information shook his head: Wizards of this level, not to mention being scarce in number, even if there are millions, are unlikely to pose any threat to ordinary humans. It would be nice if they didn't bring about their own destruction.

.........Please give me flowers...

Li Changsheng had no choice but to think about it, took out a batch of small crystals, rubbed them carelessly against each other to make them look like earbuds, and then injected Entering Spirit to turn them into psychic props.

This thing only has one function: translation!

For illusion mages, fluency is a very simple matter.

Just put it on and everything people say will be automatically translated into the language you are most familiar with.

Let’s solve the communication problem first!

Even the elite magicians from various countries have never seen this situation.

Although there are magic props, quills, parchments, and other things that resemble translations, they are all literal translations.

Never before has a simultaneous interpreter been able to produce such an effect.

Catch them off guard!

Are the magicians in Eagle Country already capable of doing this?

On the other hand, Secretary Furlong knew very well that even that fool Fudge would be very surprised by such a thing!

Didn’t he know that this thing was invented by Li Changsheng?

Of course, Li Changsheng still remembers these people because they still have their uses.

magic

The essence of a wizard is magic, and all his miracles are performed through magic.

So, without these, there is no magic.

Now, Li Changsheng needs a lot of magic to realize his plan.

At Hogwarts, he was able to use the backdoor program of the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets to directly summon the magic accumulated in Hogwarts for thousands of years.

So it might be a server location issue.

The elves simply pay a magical fee to log in via a two-way terminal mirror.

But it doesn't work anymore. Although the network is available, the magic power of the service crystal is not enough.

There is a lot of magic underground, but it is not his own magic, but death magic, so he cannot use three. .