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Chapter 482 Solomon's Supreme Treasure

"How to say?"

Amber was taken aback for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

"I have to compete, everyone knows this, so how does he plan to restrict me?"

Amber sneered, her tone full of sarcasm.

"If the project is set to be extremely difficult, it will even pose a threat to a great wizard. 17

"Then other academies won't participate in a death-defying competition."

"By that time, the Triwizard Tournament, where only one school participated, existed in name only.

"The Council of Elders, who have reached an agreement with Voldemort, shouldn't let this happen?"

Having said that, Amber took the butter beer on the table, took a sip and continued:

"Then, if the competition is adapted to the difficulty of ordinary students."

"There should be no so-called challenge for me."

"How is the Presbyterian going to balance a program like this?"

Hearing Amber's confident words, everyone present was silent.

Amber has the confidence to say this.

In the Battle of Hogwarts last year, Amber single-handedly killed five great wizards.

With such a result, the only ones present were the old couple.

This is Amber's confidence, the confidence to be able to face Voldemort.

But after hearing Amber's confident words, Dumbledore was silent for a while, and said:

"Actually, Amber, the cunning and shamelessness of the Presbyterian Church far exceeds your imagination.

Dumbledore's voice resounded throughout the headmaster's office, making everyone stunned.

"As early as the preparation period for the Triwizard Tournament, the Presbyterian Council had already raised concerns in this regard.

"Because of your age and your status as a great wizard."

"The elders proposed to limit your magical ability and modify the competition system."

"They will use a magic handed down from the gods to imprison items, which can limit the magic power of a great wizard to the level of ordinary wizards."

"And the Triwizard Tournament has also increased from the initial three events to six events."

"The competition system has also changed from three schools with one warrior each to several academies with three warriors each.

"So, this will greatly limit your ability, and will use other students to hold you back."

After hearing Dumbledore's narration, Sirius next to him was not happy at once.

"What a disgrace! Those whores of the Presbyterian Church, Falk... . . . "

A series of telegram sounds spewed out from Sirius' mouth.

Then he fled in a panic under the suppression of Mrs. Cadmus.

It's just that, as the person involved, Amber did show a smile after hearing this request.

"The elders dare to make such a request, and they are not afraid that I will give up the game. The reward must be very attractive."

"Even an offer I couldn't refuse?"

Dumbledore nodded approvingly, and said:

"Amber, I've always known you

"Stop, Professor, I've already heard my ears callused at your words.

"Say it directly, what kind of money did the elders pay?"

"The Presbyterian Council took out a weapon from the Age of Gods."

"A weapon from the Age of Gods? What weapon?"

Amber asked suspiciously.

And speaking of this, Dumbledore stood up slowly.

Pulled out his silver magic wand, and lightly tapped into the midair.

immediately.

A phantom of a long spear more than two meters long, blood red and burning with raging flames appeared in front of everyone.

All can see.

On this long spear, there are phantoms like chains entwined.

Under the chains, hideous demon patterns spread all over the body of the spear.

A mysterious and dangerous aura emerged from the surface of this spear.

"This is....…."

Seeing this spear, Mr. Cadmus seemed to stop breathing, muttering to himself.

"Yes, Edward, exactly what you were thinking of."

Heard Dumbledore's affirmative answer.

Everyone present was taken aback.

Everyone here is the proud son of the entire magic world, who knows everything.

Naturally, he knew the origin of the long spear with the phantom of the demon god that appeared in the midair at this time.

"Solomon's treasure."

"A symbol of wisdom.

"The strongest wand in the world"

"The legendary Seventy-two Demon God Pillars!"

Amber slowly said the name of the spear.

It was as if the name weighed heavily on everyone's hearts, making them breathless.

Yes, there are various famous Seventy-two Demon God Pillars in legends.

Essentially, it is the strongest staff that King Solomon ever fought on the battlefield.

He has a sharp gun head, can be invincible on the battlefield, invincible.

Seventy-two demon gods are bound in the body of his gun, possessing the most top-notch magic in the entire world.

If the Elder Wand has surpassed the category of magic items, it represents the authority of the god of death.

Then the long spear in front of you is the true magic treasure in the whole world!

Indeed, it was a temptation that I could not refuse. "

Amber's eyes fixed on the phantom in mid-air, and her tone softened unconsciously.

In order to make himself willing to enter the trap, the Presbyterian Council really paid a lot of money.

No one knew that this once famous and strongest magic staff had been hidden in the treasure house of the Presbyterian Church.

If it wasn't for the elders to take it out on their own initiative.

No one.

Such a strange association will arise.

You must know that any great wizard who gets this staff will become the strongest in the world.

Before that, the five great wizards lost their lives in the hands of Amber. After suffering such humiliation and losing half of their country, the Presbyterian Church (well) didn't intend to take out this staff.

"So, bureaucracy kills people."

Amber immediately figured out the cause and effect, and said with a light smile.

"The elders are afraid. After the great wizards under his command get this staff, they will not be able to control it, so they can only use it to lure me to participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

"But wouldn't it be foolish to put all your hopes on Voldemort?"

After making a joke, Amber stood up slowly, with a look of determination in her eyes.

"Promise them!"

"This Triwizard Tournament, I did it!"

Having said that, a bright smile appeared on the corner of Amber's mouth.

"If you want to use such a treasure as a sugar-coated shell, then let's see if Voldemort can blow me up.

"Then the bomb will be sugar-coated and left behind."

"I look forward to it, the Presbyterian Church at that time will cry like this!".