The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 390

"Sir, this is the latest report we just got."

Four hours after sunrise in the Vatican, on the far side of the Atlantic Ocean, in an office in the United States of Edenia, a report was gently placed on the table.

"The Vatican's St. Peter's Square was attacked by undead creatures, and a large number of members of the Swiss Guard were killed"?

The former Air Force general, who had just served as the head of the United States of Edenia's Bureau of Witchcraft Policy, frowned at the report, wondering what he was thinking.

The coffee that had just been hot on the table was no longer steaming, and the surface of the cut fruit was oxidized to a light brown color.

"It was a total disaster."

After reading the report, Garanna gently took a sip from the coffee cup, then frowned and placed the mug heavily on the table.

"Sir, this time the loss of the Vatican far exceeds that of China last year. All members of the Pope's guards were killed, and many well-known clerics were also killed, and I can get the incredible truth based on some clues"...

"The Pope is the real culprit of this attack. He seems to want to prolong his life through blood sacrifice, but Dumbledore, who is known as the greatest wizard in the world, was unexpectedly present at the time, so the ceremony was directly interrupted and he died completely. The spiritualized pope also died."

The man in the black suit took another portfolio and put it on the table.

"Mr. Galanna, this is a specific live photo, I strongly advise you not to eat before viewing it".

The aide warned.

"No need, just open it here."

Garanna waved his hand wearily, and the assistant immediately opened the portfolio and gently placed the photos in front of him.

"These things are really disgusting."

Looking at the fresh photos of the criss-crossing flesh and blood, even after several wars, Garanna, who has been completely indifferent to the dead, still has a great sense of disgust.

"Sir, what are you going to do"?

The assistant in a black suit asked blankly.

"You've been with me for a long time, Carl, can you guarantee that this matter will be kept completely secret for me"?

After a moment of contemplation, Garanna raised his head and stared at his assistant.

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. "I owe you a life, sir, for your rescue operation when I was doused in gasoline and burned to death after I was captured by parachuting."

Karl stood there like a tombstone and said very firmly.

"I suspect there are those necromancers in the Edenian Congress."

Garanna stood up, closed the door, and then said this incredible thing.

"But how is that possible? Congress is the source of all funding for the U.S. to the Witch Council. How can they support us while having such a dirty deal with the wizarding world?"

There also seemed to be convulsions on Carl's expressionless face.

"Karl, an old friend of mine was in your position. It was because he died of a heart attack a few days ago that I was able to take this position, but you don't think someone could Is it a very nonsense thing that the top four people who eat bread with feces and water will get heart disease?"

Galanna endured the bitterness and drank the cold coffee, and his hand tapped the pattern on the conference table lightly.

It was a pattern of Earth's shapes viewed from the North Pole, with a blue five-pointed star covering the Earth's upper path.

"You mean, someone killed him"?

This time 17bxWx*m Zhang Si. Carl asked in surprise.

"He was still drinking with me at bars in New Jersey three days before he got sick. I don't believe his physical fitness can be that bad!"

Galana hammered the table hard.

"However, this necromancer attack is indeed our opportunity, and I will submit a report to Congress calling for international changes to the Witchcraft Bureau and joint cooperation with other Witchcraft institutions in other countries that are interested in doing so."

"But with all due respect, I don't think Congress will allow it. We've spent hundreds of millions of dollars and we haven't achieved any qualified results over the years."

Carl said very politely from the side.

"It is impossible for all people in Congress to have established contact with the undead. I think the living will still be very resistant to those things. In order to prevent themselves from being pierced by tentacles in the middle of the night to drain their blood, they will probably give us approval. a cost."

Garanna waved his hand, he knew that in the eyes of those congressmen, except for money, his life was his own, and if he wanted to pay money from those vampires, he could only threaten his life.

"Also, sir, the Magic Council of the United States will participate in the International Wizarding Competition held in the UK this year, and several powerful magic schools will participate. Due to the fear of our opponents, the Magic Council of the United States has reserved a place for us. Humans are capable of adversarial coaching".

"Do you want to go by yourself"?

Carl asked tentatively.

"Of course my daughter will be in this competition~www.mtlnovel.com~ so I have to go too".

Galana nodded.

"Seriously, sir, I hope your daughter can withdraw from that school as soon as possible. I often sigh about the magic of magic, but those **** reports tell me that magic also brings dark truths."

Carl persuaded Galana from the side.

"Yes, in the next year at most, I will let Anna drop out. I specially asked an old friend of the Navy to arrange a position for her in the chart school. Anna likes the sea breeze very much, and I can also take care of it in the army. she".

When Garanna mentioned his daughter, he showed a slight smile.

"But I'm sorry, Mr. Galanna, we were not able to get the samples of those undead creatures, so we couldn't test them for lethality. After the Pope died, all the flesh and blood dried up. The samples completely lost their biological activity."

"Don't worry, Carl, we now know that sacred objects and sunlight can kill them, and now we have a lot more ways to deal with them, don't we?"

"The situation is always getting better and we still have plenty of time to study them."

Make a big tyrant. Galana said with a smile.

"Yes sir, but we should have prepared earlier".

Carl said worriedly.

This attack would actually take place in the heart of the Holy See. While those **** figures made Carl feel sick, it also caused him a trace of fear and doubt.

Even the Vatican has been attacked by undead creatures. Can those sacred mithrils that were invincible in the past still kill those disgusting carrion?

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