Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

"Very good, let's try this plan first!"

Chris leaned back in his chair and said.

But after hearing this, everyone in the conference room still had no reaction. In the end, the director of the Auror Office gritted his teeth and stood up and said:

"Mr. Minister, the plan Kingsley mentioned was actually used by us at the beginning of the incident, but the effect was not good.

This time the beliefs of those guys are extremely firm, no matter what benefits we promise them, they will not be moved, even the most greedy goblins are no exception. "

After saying this, the director of the Auror Office sat down, and the atmosphere in the conference room returned to the initial silence.

Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, looking lifeless.

Chris sighed and set his sights on Parker again.

Now all he can count on is this eccentric but extremely capable subordinate.

When the latter saw this, he stopped picking off his nails and said expressionlessly:

“Then let me first summarize the current situation.

What we are facing this time is not terrorists in the general sense, but an organized and premeditated operation to steal the country.

The criminals headed by Mike Townley directly destroyed almost our entire elite Auror force at the very beginning of their operation, which resulted in us having no one available when facing a series of subsequent emergencies. Oh, don't tell me about the batters, they're just trash.

Even our respected Minister cannot solve this problem. Because although Mr. Minister has unparalleled power, he is only one person and cannot handle a large number of trivial matters independently.

So the first problem before us now is the shortage of manpower, because if we have enough manpower, even if we cannot solve all the problems, we can greatly ease Mike Townley's offensive. When their first and second wave of attacks are gone, When the method achieves the desired results, it is time for us to fight back.

So now, regarding the problem of shortage of manpower, do you have any good solutions? "

Listening to Parker's words, everyone present couldn't help but nod their heads, even Chris himself, who had been told bad things.

Parker summed it up very well. There are indeed two brushes.

But nodding their heads, they all remained silent.

Some people even crossed their legs in relaxation. In their minds, since Paklo was so smart, he should also come up with a solution.

As for themselves, just lying down is enough.

Seeing this, Piklo's paralyzed face finally showed a hint of anger. He threw the document in his hand on the table and said:

"Don't say anything? Okay! You must know that the Ministry of Magic now has no ability to solve the massive emergencies that occur. If this continues, this country will be over in less than a week. When that time comes, you just wait Just be swept into the garbage heap!"

"Maybe I can do something."

As soon as Paklo finished speaking, Chris heard Kingsley say this before he could get angry.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the office turned their attention to Kingsley.

This made Kingsley extremely stressed, and cold sweat suddenly fell from his forehead.

But in the end he gritted his teeth, stood up and said:

"Director Pecklo summed it up very well. The biggest problem we are facing now is the shortage of manpower, and it is actually very simple to solve this problem. We are short of manpower here, but the Ministry of Magic in other countries may not be short of manpower. All we need to do is ask for the secondment of the Auror unit."

As soon as this statement came out, other people in the office nodded in agreement, and smiles finally appeared on their faces, because the development of the matter was completely in line with their expectations. As long as they stayed responsible, others would solve the problem. of.

"quiet!"

Chris yelled, and the office, which had become noisy, became quiet.

Then Chris stared at Kingsley and said:

"You want me to go to other Ministry of Magic for help? You want me, the most powerful legendary wizard in the world today, to beg for help from those humble ants?"

"No, I am not……"

Kingsley waved his hands and said.

Being stared directly at by Chris, he felt a strong murderous aura. He was sure that if he said the wrong thing next, the other party would kill him directly!

This changed the tone of his voice.

"Don't be like this, Mr. Minister." Piklo suddenly said, "Mr. Kingsley is also thinking about the Ministry of Magic, and this is the best way at present. Besides, it is just a secondment, and it is far from begging. You've gone a little too far."

Hearing this, the anger in Chris's eyes diminished slightly, but he still maintained an unhappy look.

However, Piklo did not pay attention to him, but turned to look at Kingsley and said:

"So, Mr. Kingsley, which country's Ministry of Magic do you think is most likely to loan its Auror troops to us?"

"Um... France. Well, France, they have always had a very good relationship with the Ministry of Magic of our country. In the past few years, their Boislaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry also participated in the Triwizard Tournament held at Hogwarts. Besides, we are still neighbors, and if we are unlucky, it will not be easy for them. In addition, the 'International Federation of Wizards' has an internal support agreement, so... they will not reject us regardless of circumstances or reason."

Kingsley nodded firmly. In his opinion, the French Ministry of Magic would definitely agree to send troops because they had no reason to refuse.

But some officials in the conference room, including Chris and Parker, changed their faces.

Kingsley and other officials who originally belonged to the Ministry of Magic faction of the United States may not know it yet, but they, officials from the foreign Flint faction, know it very well.

Their leader, Chris, had severely offended the ministers of magic of some major countries in the Holy Land of Malijoa, and the French Minister of Magic was one of them.

In this case, it is hard to say whether the other party is willing to send troops.

Kingsley was obviously aware of the change in the atmosphere at the scene. He looked at Chris and others nervously. The beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, but he had no intention of wiping them off.

The expression on Chris's face also became ferocious little by little.

Asking France for help was extremely humiliating to him, and he really didn't want to do it if he could.

But there is no way, this is the best way now.

Gritting his teeth, Chris still said:

"Then I'll go to the French Ministry of Magic!"

Hearing this, Paklo suddenly frowned, looked at Chris with some worry and said:

"Can they agree?"

Chris knew very well what Paklo meant. He grinned, revealing a pair of big, cold white teeth and said:

"They will agree because they have no right to refuse at all!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the office gasped.

Although the tone used by Chris was very normal when he spoke, they still tasted the overwhelming murderous intent from those plain words.

"Then let's do it. I'm going to prepare for my trip to France." Chris stood up and walked out the door. "While I'm away, the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China will give it to you, Pecklo."

Chris knew very well that even at this special moment, as long as Parker was around in the Ministry of Magic, there wouldn't be any big trouble.

This is the main reason why I dare to go abroad in person at this time.

"Well, I'm here, don't worry."

Parker stood up and nodded solemnly.

Seeing this, everyone else in the office also took up positions and watched Chris walk out of the office.

It wasn't until Chris and Parker completely disappeared from their sight that they relaxed and started chatting and laughing, without any of the autistic look before.

Some people even gathered around Kingsley to express their gratitude to him.

If it weren't for Kingsley today, this meeting would not have been held until this time.

In the face of the enthusiasm of his colleagues, Kingsley seemed a little absent-minded.

Kingsley finally left the office after declining three cocktail party invitations on the grounds that he urgently needed to go home and rest.

But after that, Kingsley did not go home directly as he said. Instead, he sneaked to an uninhabited corner. After repeatedly confirming with magic spells that no one was around and there was no monitoring spell, , he finally took out a gold galleung from his pocket.

Kingsley arched his body and carefully rubbed his thumb clockwise on the gold galleons.

When the friction reached the third circle, the fire dragon pattern on the surface of Jin Gallon suddenly twisted, and finally formed a pattern of two hands holding together. At the same time, below the pattern, there were several miniatures engraved on it. Letters – We’re all in the same boat!

"Hello? Hello! Can anyone hear me?"

Kingsley deliberately lowered his voice and spoke to the gold coins. As he spoke, his eyes continued to rotate, observing the surroundings.

"Say it."

An indistinct voice of a man or a woman came from the gold coin, and upon hearing this, Kingsley suddenly became excited. He stuck out his tongue and quickly moistened his chapped lips, and whispered:

"The plan is successful, Chris Flint will leave for France at the latest tomorrow!"

"Understood."

The male-female voice sounded again, and then, the blue light flashed on the gold coin in Kingsley's hand, and the patterns returned to their original state.

Upon seeing this, Kingsley breathed a long sigh of relief, carefully put the gold coin into his pocket, straightened up, and left the corner with a relaxed look on his face.

Next, he planned to keep his promise to his colleagues and go home to have a good rest.

After all, maybe tomorrow, the entire Ministry of Magic will be disrupted.

Until then, there is still countless work waiting for him to do!

Thinking of this, Kingsley's dark face suddenly grinned, revealing his two rows of scary white teeth, and at the same time he hummed a song that no one could understand.

At the same time, in the secret area of ​​the Freemasonry, Penello put down the gold coins in his hand with a solemn expression.

As an undercover agent placed by the Freemasons within the Ministry of Magic, Kingsley has completed his mission perfectly.

Encourage Chris to go to France to second the Auror unit.

This is a task given to Kingsley by Mike. As long as this task can be completed successfully, then the current Ministry of Magic of the United States will become an empty shell as soon as Chris leaves, and they can easily break through the Ministry of Magic. The core of power in the country's magic world.

But this is just an ideal state. In fact, basically no one within the Freemasons is optimistic about Kingsley.

After all, Kingsley's ability in front of the Freemasons and others was not strong in the past, and his own luck was even worse.

Unexpectedly, Kingsley succeeded this time!

Taking a deep breath, Penello suppressed his inner excitement and quickly left the room. After walking through a long corridor, he finally stopped in front of a pair of huge black stone doors with fire dragon patterns carved on them.

This is the meditation room specially prepared by Victor for Mike. A large number of magic restrictions are installed inside it. In addition to increasing the effect of meditation to a certain extent, it can also serve as a temporary safe house at critical moments.

In the past few days, in order to maintain his strongest condition at all times, Mike has been meditating in this meditation room 24 hours a day. Except for a very few people, including Penello, no one else has entered it. permissions.

"Pfft!~"

There was a strange mechanical transmission sound, and several mechanical arms with probes on their tips stretched out from the door, twisting towards Penello's face, and as they moved, magical auras suddenly appeared. Emerged, recognizing Penello's face.

After a while, a slightly distorted synthetic sound also came out from the door.

"Visitor: Penelo Clivat confirms, first-level authority has confirmation... Welcome, Miss Clivat."

After the mechanical sound fell, the mechanical arm retracted into the door, and then the door slowly opened.

What was displayed in front of Penello at this moment was a huge and empty enclosed space. The space was completely made of anti-magic materials without any furniture. Mike was sitting cross-legged in the center of the space with his head lowered in meditation. shape.

Seeing this, Penello suddenly became naughty, took off his shoes, and cautiously came to Mike's side, preparing to scare him.

But just as she was about to scream, she heard Mike, who had his head lowered, say:

"Penello, is something wrong?"

"Yes, something happened." Penello said angrily, "Kingsley just contacted me and said that the plan has been successful?"

Mike slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.

The huge magic power condensed by long-term meditation has not dissipated at this time, making his eyes filled with faint blue light, which is daunting.

Immediately afterwards, the corners of Mike's mouth began to slowly rise, and at the same time, the whole person stood up and floated in an extremely weird posture and chuckled:

"Really? Then it will be our turn to appear!"