All things are three at Hogwarts

Night falls in a small rural village in Northamptonshire, England.

There are tranquil thatched and stone cottages, green countryside fields, and traditional pubs. In people's memory, Northamptonshire is located in the center of England and is an ideal place to relax, recuperate and experience the traditional pastoral life of England. From farms to stately homes, canal barges and hotels, it's just an hour's drive from London and is close to Shakespeare's Stratford-upon-Avon, the university towns of Oxford and Cambridge, and William the Conqueror. The magnificent Warwick Castle, built along the river in 1068, is just around the corner.

Walking all the way to the end of the countryside, in a three-story building with no luxury or dignity at all, some of the leaders of the twenty-eight sacred families in England gathered here regardless of their previous dignity and grandeur.

Servants and some bodyguard wizards were left downstairs as a warning. Most of the wizards gathered in a relatively spacious room on the second floor. In the middle was a small table, a few small stools and a cabinet. Bojinbok and Bo Sid was in the middle, and the other wizards gathered around them. Because the discussion took a long time, some even sat on the blanket.

"This Muggle thing is too bad. The teapot can't fly up and refill automatically. It's hot to the touch." A goatee wizard complained gloomily, "If it weren't for the fear of attracting attention...that Muggle actually dared to charge us so much money... "

"Merlin, the descendants of twenty-eight pure-blood families have fallen into this state! These filthy Muggles, maybe bedbugs..." A witch beside him wrapped her body tightly in a cloak, lest the room The dirty blanket inside touched her skin.

"Who did this? Tell me, what idiot blew up the alchemy factory? This is why we have to go to the Muggle world to party now!" Burst yelled, "Scrimgeour said the Ministry of Magic has no plans to Just like the little fuss a few days ago, the next target for capture is set on us! Those Mudbloods who were suffocated to death by the smell of trolls will make no one in the magic world sympathize with us!"

"We have discussed it a long time ago. The most important role in the Harris family is not Owen, but the principal! Why set the target on Owen? The most important thing is why do you want to use the method of blowing up the Big Shit Egg Research Department? In addition to letting us The Minister of Magic went crazy because of the troll smell that couldn't be dispelled from his body, and he didn't even shed any blood!" The goatee complained, "My editor-in-chief Wigswader was also arrested, but we all know Lucius There will be no evidence that he is connected with Voldemort... Harris has no intention of following the rules for a long time. It is not necessarily safe for us to gather here with these Muggles. I would say that we can hide with relatives abroad for a while... "

"Speaking of Lucius, what idiot took it upon himself to assassinate Lucius with a potted plant? Do you think those Aurors don't exist? Never thought that even if he died, he might come back if he became a ghost?! !!" Bojinbok's hands repeatedly played with a pendant around his neck. "My people have already arrived at the hospital. They are well prepared to ensure that even Lucius's soul will not be left behind..." He complained bitterly. , "Only when they got closer did they realize that someone had set off their alert. Now that Lucius has been protected so well, we don't even know where he is... His son and wife were both picked up together!"

Bosted's fat chin trembled and he felt guilty. His narrowed eyes wandered over the wizards on the field, and he shouted sternly: "The most important thing is who did that useless explosion? This is what led the Ministry of Magic to take action. Who will sympathize with us now as a direct factor in the expansion?”

Even the witch who just complained didn't dare to make any further move, for fear of being misunderstood as the stupid idiot they called her.

Bok Bojin, who was secretly observing, noticed Bosted's unnatural expression just now. He knew that the potted plant was given by this fool without even using the strange object in his hand to enhance legilimens, but given the identity of the other party, he didn't want to He planned to expose him face to face, but what surprised him was that none of the wizards had any inner fluctuations about the bombing attack, and a conspiracy theory appeared in his mind.

"This explosion...how many people died?" Herbert Bock, who had been sitting in the shadows, was pushed closer to the small table by Alfred the butler. His arms were hanging on his legs, and he turned to the lamp on the small table. His old and shriveled cheeks were as terrifying as a zombie.

"The information currently announced by the Ministry of Magic... More than a dozen workshop employees were killed at the moment of the explosion. Several old guys in the protest crowd could not catch their breath and were suffocated by the stench." The one who wrapped himself tightly. The witch said softly.

"Is it possible that... Harris is directing and acting on his own? Do you want to use this as an excuse to search and arrest us?" Alfred, the butler, saw his master glance at him. The master-slave relationship for many years made him understand immediately. Understanding the other party's intention, he spoke out the speculation that came to his mind, "In order to appear to be somewhat authentic, did our minister also have this strange smell that is difficult to dissipate?"

As soon as this conspiracy theory was revealed, the Muggle room immediately became agitated. Wizards still ignored their upbringing and began to curse. They were used to living a comfortable and slow-paced life. They were disturbed by these troubles and felt that they had suffered more torture and hardship in the past few days than they had ever experienced in their previous lives. More.

Herbert tapped the table with his hand and Alfred immediately raised his voice: "Everyone, please be quiet."

"Looking at Harris's thoughts... we probably understand." Herbert frowned and said, "But if you have any ideas now, we should be unified..."

After a brief calm, the goatee wizard broke the deadlock: "I plan to transfer my assets and hide abroad for a few years, and then come back when the domestic turmoil subsides...or not come back at all. I think Mr. Bosted is our role model." , my French cousin told me that his daughter Millicent was living well in Beauxbatons..."

"Selwyn! I think it would be a good idea to keep you, a treacherous snake, in Martinique until you come back... As long as you don't suffer from any disaster or illness, you can definitely sell it for a good price, at least a few hundred copper nut..." The witch He scolded disdainfully, "Mr. Burst is doing it for you, which caused Millicent and his descendants to be unable to continue studying at Hogwarts. How dare you bring this matter up against him? How shameless!"

The goatee wizard of the Selwyn family blushed and immediately retorted. For a while, the simple Muggle house was full of discussions, and they were noisy because they could not reach an agreement.

"Our family has been operating in the UK for so long, how can we just give up... Harris only arrested some wizards for whom they had solid evidence, and not the entire family was implicated."

"Only a few people can be sacrificed in special times. The family can at least be saved. Harris can't do anything to us without breaking the law... Selwyn is thinking of running away because someone is directly working for that half-blood..."

"My son was arrested and imprisoned by the Ministry of Magic. Regardless of whether he is a pure blood or not, or a native British family, our family will follow whoever can rescue him."

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In the umbrella's conference room, several Aurors gathered around the conference room, headed by Albert and Penello. In the middle of the long table in front of them, a skull water pipe was placed on it.

Then, Victor from the Umbrella Team walked in.

"Report, we have determined the gathering place...in Northampton County." Victor calmly raised his water pipe, took a breath and spit it out to project the terrain where the purebloods gathered, "They are here It's a Muggle house... so we were delayed for a while. My people thought they would meet at the Selwyn family's fox hunting ground..."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work...Father is very angry. He specifically told us that we will never let any wizard try to escape during this operation..." Albert stood upright in Auror uniform, "Victor, your people go first. First, set up anti-Apparition barriers around the area...the operation will start when your side is completed."