Hogwarts professor in Marvel

Of course, it would be easier to understand if you change the meaning.

He, Albus Dumbledore.

Is to choose to fight him, Getter Grindelwald, to the death.

Let’s unite and stand together.

Dumbledore, who had a thrilling battle with Grindelwald, already had the answer in his mind.

Looking at Grindelwald's still silver-white pupils, he spoke in a calm, unhurried voice.

"I choose..."

.................

Washington, MACUSA.

In the huge wizard square, a large number of Squib wizards lined up, holding high the colorful welcome flags in their hands.

On the flag, there are big golden words written - Welcome to the British Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts support!

There was even a magic cast on the sky. Large pieces of flowers floated in the air, and the faint fragrance of flowers filled the air.

The square was also bustling with activity at this time, with many wizards discussing excitedly.

They knew that the hero who had defeated the Dark Lord Grindelwald, the greatest white wizard in the world, would come to Magical Congress.

As support, help them deal with Grindelwald and the Saints.

How to keep them from getting excited?

It can be said that the hope of retaking the Congress headquarters and repelling the invasion of the Saints is just around the corner.

The peace they have always dreamed of will be realized in the coming great white wizard.

At this moment, the Vice President of the Magic Congress, Chenos, and the fairy elder Nass were standing in the front.

It seems that he wants to receive Dumbledore as soon as possible.

"Nas, have you resolved your issue?" Chenos asked with concern.

He couldn't help but care. If the goblins gave up their previous joint resistance strategy, it would be a devastating blow to him and the Magic Congress.

Even if we maintain this strategy, there will be a lot of trouble if we replace someone.

Let’s not talk about whether there will be a new adjustment period?

If the newly sent goblin gets angry and goes against him, that would be real trouble.

Not as good as Nash, he is very familiar with Nash.

When it comes to dealing with some things, we have a very tacit understanding.

For example, Grindelwald’s conspiracy.

For example, the firmness of the alliance between the two sides

For example, the exchange of some hidden interests.

for example....

Well, the two of them were acting aboveboard, and there was absolutely no deal to poach the Magic Congress and the goblins.

"Don't worry, everything has been resolved." Nas smiled slightly, nodded and whispered.

"Next, we can relax a lot."

"But, Chenos, are you sure you can get Dumbledore to completely stop Grindelwald for us?"

"Don't let him just deal with it briefly, pat his butt and leave, leaving us with a huge mess."

In response to Nas's question, Chenos smiled mysteriously and whispered, "Don't worry, everything has been arranged."

Hearing this, Nass nodded slightly, and it was fine as long as Chenos made the arrangements.

To be honest, I saw the scene where Dumbledore and Grindelwald were fighting to the death.

Nas was still quite relieved.

They've fought so badly, even if they're not mortal enemies, they definitely won't unite.

Nas thought silently in his heart.

Before he could continue thinking, suddenly...

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

"..."

Enthusiastic shouts rang out, and everyone instantly understood that the British Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore had arrived.

A series of black carriages appeared in the sky, and the Night Thestrals were pulling the carriages towards the square.

This is the Hogwarts logo.

When they traveled, including to greet students, they rode in a carriage pulled by the Thestrals.

call!call!call!

The black Thestral flapped its huge wings and slowly landed on the square.

The wings flapped and a whistling sound of wind blew, but strangely, there seemed to be no dust rising.

The carriage comes cleaned up!

Ensure that people and cars are always clean as new when traveling.

Seeing the carriage stop, the Squib wizards swung their weapons even harder and more excitedly.

Being at the bottom of society, their lives are already difficult.

When war comes, it is no longer a matter of life, but a matter of life and death.

It's so tragic, they want peace, they want to survive.

Either way.

They are all acceptable.

This is what the lowest level Squibs think.

tread!tread!tread!

Soon, a series of figures got off the carriage.

The leader was an old man wearing a dark red wizard robe and a dark red hat with the word Wizengamot engraved on it.

Looking at the familiar kind smile on the old man's face and the big white beard.

It was Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, and the greatest white wizard of our time.

As the representative of the Magical Congress, Chenos strode forward with a smile on his face, and held Dumbledore's hands tightly with his hands.

"Welcome Chief Dumbledore to the Magical Congress. I am Chenos Plimpton, the Vice President of the Magical Congress."

"Chief, I believe your arrival will bring light to the darkness facing the American wizarding world."

Feeling the warmth from his hands, the eager smile on Chenos's face, and the title from his mouth, he glanced at the grand welcome ceremony of the spell.

Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Fudge and this Chenos were indeed not on the same level.

"Mr. Speaker, light will surely come and darkness will eventually dissipate, but this requires our joint efforts." Dumbledore showed his usual smile on his face, and did not respond to Chenos' words.

Oh-0 After Chenos gently squeezed, he let go and heard what Dumbledore said.

He smiled slightly, turned around, pointed at the goblin elder Nass beside him and said, "Chief Dumbledore, this is the elder of the goblin clan. They are our current allies in the fight against the saints."

When mentioning the word "allies", Chenos seemed to heighten his voice, as if to remind people of the importance of the goblins to this war.

I hope Dumbledore can consider the overall situation.

Dumbledore nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Then, Chenos slightly turned sideways and stretched out his hand forward, and the Squib wizards who were arranged in line separated as if they had received a training class, leaving a straight path.

"Chief Dumbledore, please, lunch is ready. We in the magical kingdom have already welcomed our friends who came to support us."

Dumbledore took a look at the large number of Squib wizards across from him and seemed to feel the popularity of meditation in the United States.

I just saw all the Squib wizards, the expectation and hope in their eyes when they looked at me.

For some reason, Dumbledore remembered the prayers of the young wizards when they were in desperate situations.

The despair that came from his heart made him feel a little depressed.

When Chenos saw this scene, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Chapter 492: Moral Blackmail of Dumbledore

"Headmaster Dumbledore is here!"

"Headmaster Dumbledore is here, we are saved."

"Woohoo, damn Saints, damn Grindelwald!"

“…”

Dumbledore walked on the straight avenue formed by the Squibs and watched them excitedly waving the welcome flags in their hands, discussing excitedly, looking at them with anticipation, and some even crying with joy, constantly venting and pouring out the pain they had endured during this period.

This made him feel shocked, and the heaviness in his heart increased a lot.

He knew very well that these Squib wizards present had already regarded him as their last hope.

If they lose this hope, they will easily collapse mentally.

At this moment, the sense of responsibility in my heart increased greatly.

There is no trace of magic, this is the human heart.

If it were a dark wizard, he might not care, but for him, the urgent desire and expectation of these Squib wizards turned into pressure.

Soon, Chenos, along with Dumbledore and other Aurors who came to support, and the wizards arrived at the headquarters of the Magic Congress. A large number of wizards were already standing in front of the tall marble gate.

They are all Aurors of the Magic Congress, and all of them are war heroes who are still alive after this war.

Their chests were covered with bronze and gold medals, their bodies were covered with all kinds of hideous wounds, and some even had broken limbs. They used magic equipment to maintain their combat effectiveness.

All this seems to illustrate how much they, the wizards, have paid for peace.

Auror Moody, who came to support Dumbledore from behind, saw the eyes, ears, and thighs made of wood, metal, and jade, and couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in his heart.

These Aurors, like him, fought on the front lines and sacrificed their lives for peace.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of mutual understanding.

"Heroes of the Congress, this is Headmaster Dumbledore. With his arrival, the destruction of Grindelwald and the Saints is just around the corner."

"Your efforts will not be in vain, and your sacrifice will always be remembered by the nation."

Then, Chenos pointed to these combat heroes, these Aurors who were fighting on the front line, and invited Dumbledore: "Chief, these are the combat heroes of our Congress. They can't wait to meet you."

"Would you like to say something?"

Facing Chenos' invitation, and looking at the determined eyes of the brave warriors in front of him, which also revealed hope, Dumbledore sighed inwardly.

But he still nodded and accepted the invitation.

But he did not start speaking at first. Instead, he stood beside these fighting heroes and looked at each of their faces, wounds, and broken limbs.

In just one or two seconds, Dumbledore raised the wand in his hand and gently waved it. The magic power surged and flowed rapidly along a strange trajectory.

Soon, a milky white light appeared in front of everyone.

As soon as the light appeared, all the wizards present, including the fairies, could feel an extremely strong breath of holiness and life. Some experienced wizards seemed to be able to feel that it was related to the unicorn symbolizing healing and purification.

The milky white light circled back and forth in the air for several times, and then a stream of milky white raindrops began to emerge and gradually fell on these fighting heroes.

Feeling the enormous energy contained in these water droplets and the warm feeling when the wound came into contact with the raindrops, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, as if feeling the repairing, healing and purifying effects of this healing rain on his body.

Or maybe enjoying this moment of peace.

Soon the raindrops gradually disappeared. These fighting heroes felt the purifying and repairing effect of the raindrops on their wounds, and couldn't help feeling a little lost.

At this moment, Dumbledore took a deep breath. The magic just now consumed a lot of his energy.

"You are all combat heroes. Every wound on your body is a contribution to the peace of the wizarding world. Please allow me to pay my respects to you."