[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

After saying this, Mycroft sat down leisurely, and Harry Hart followed his pace, pulled away the chair beside him, and sat down.

"I'm not flattering you." As if it wasn't enough, Mycroft added with a smile, "On the first day I officially took up the job of intelligence chief, I learned from my former boss I heard stories about the wizarding world there. If I want to be honest, it was really eye-opening, almost completely reshaping my three views, and I have been looking forward to it, looking forward to today's arrival."

"It sounds like," the Dark Lord raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "you are very familiar with the wizarding world?"

"Of course, the secrets of the wizarding world are not a problem for some people," Mycroft said meaningfully. "After all, the International Statute of Secrecy was only signed into law in [-], and some secrets are always at the top." word of mouth, and the frenzy that Grindelwald and Hitler set off together is still unforgettable. More importantly, Muggle families will always exist, won't they?"

Undercurrents surged between seemingly mundane pleasantries.Between these few lines of dialogue, the pre-emptive aura created by the Dark Lord's words and attitude of not standing up to greet him, and slightly looking down, disappeared.The Dark Lord stared at the two representatives of the English Muggle government in front of him, his expression slowly relaxed from being condescending: "It seems that no matter what their status is, the elite will always be the elite."

He leaned back in the chair relaxedly, and raised his voice to greet Harry who was still standing outside the door, barely revealing the corner of his clothes: "Harry, what are you doing? Come in and sit next to me."

Harry has been hesitating outside the meeting hall door. He had hoped that Barty Jr. hadn't told the Dark Lord that he was coming too, and that the Dark Lord hadn't noticed him, so that he could have stayed outside the meeting hall for a while. ——Although he knows that this is just his own delusion, people are always allowed to have dreams.

Now, the dream was shattered, and Harry walked forward with a tragic heart, sat down on the chair next to the Dark Lord, and looked at the Dark Lord pitifully the whole time, almost with a capital "" on his face. Please don't scold me!"

Funnyness and helplessness rose from the Dark Lord's heart together, and the original anger seemed to be overwhelmed by the turbulent emotions all at once.What could he do with Harry?The kind of pampering and indulgence that was deliberately done at the beginning, all the way to the present, seems to have almost become an instinct engraved in the bone marrow.

He let out a long sigh deep in his heart, Harry's matter really needs to be dealt with in a while, but he remained calm on the surface, and said solemnly, "You are really getting more and more serious." 'Brave', a typical Gryffindor."

Harry almost shrunk back into the chair.

The Dark Lord looked away, and turned to the two English gentlemen at the conference table.The demeanor and dress of these two seemed to show the demeanor of British gentlemen, and they seemed to be completely indifferent to the state of being left out for a few words, and each of them became calmer than the other.

Deliberate snubbing didn't help. It seemed that they were all seasoned and experienced negotiators, and small tricks were completely useless.The Dark Lord felt a little regret deep in his heart, and he quickly let go of this regret. If he can't play tricks, then don't do it. Just be tough. Who is afraid of anyone?

He tapped his right hand in the air and served a cup of black tea for everyone present.Harry Hart held the handle of the teacup with his right hand, and Mycroft picked up the saucer, slightly blowing ripples on the black tea. The two of them took the sudden appearance of the black tea as a matter of course, and neither of them showed Not the slightest surprise.

In the smoke of black tea, the black devil pondered for a while, and said, "Since the two of you already know something about the magic world, what do you think of me?"

"The leader of the Death Eaters, You-know-who, the Dark Lord, that's all," Mycroft said as he put down his black tea, showing a particularly commercial smile, and said in a slightly flattering tone, "Say Wake up, you can be called the predecessor of my predecessors. When you ran amok in England, I was just a lowly person. I heard that you reappeared after 14 years of disappearance and quickly regained power. Then I would like to congratulate you on your return.”

"Why focus on the past?" The Dark Lord took a sip of his black tea, his expression blurred by the heat, "The past will always blind people's eyes, the glory of the past makes people arrogant, and the darkness of the past makes people sink. Past and present There is a huge gap between them, almost two completely different sides, why don't we talk about the present?"

A flash of understanding flashed between Mycroft's brows. The Dark Lord in the past intelligence and the current leader who looks extremely far-sighted and wise are almost completely two people. This once made the intelligence personnel very troubled: "There have been countless paths leading to the present, and thankfully you seem to have chosen the best path. Well, let's focus on the present."

"Right now, you are still the Dark Lord of the wizarding world, at least your subordinates still call you that," said Harry Hart, the soul of the Kingsman secret service organization, sitting next to Mycroft, pushing the black-rimmed glasses on his face , interjected, "If you allow me to comment—the Demon King is not a good title."

"Isn't the Devil King a good name?", the last sentence made the Dark Lord laugh, he repeated it lightly, with a cold smile on his crimson eyes, "I seem to have heard something strange vocabulary? I thought that in politics, there will never be good or bad, right or wrong? There are only interests, and they will always be interests.”

"It's an old argument, it's been around since World War II," Mycroft said, seeming to have a point in his words, "but now we're approaching the 21st century, and if I ask you, the times have changed." changed."

"Times are changing, and time will pass by, but diamonds will be polished to a more beautiful brilliance by time." The cold smile in the corner of the Dark Lord's eyes became stronger, "Some things remain the same, for example——" He paused, raised his head slightly, his eyes met Mycroft's in the air, and Harry almost thought he saw lightning and thunder in the air.

"For example, without Grindelwald's help, Hitler would not have been able to achieve such great achievements in the early days of World War II." Don't you need such help?"

Harry Hart snorted coldly: "However, unlike Nazi Germany, the English government will never be the initiator of the war."

"Of course, of course," the corner of the Dark Lord's mouth curled up slightly, "'Initiator of the War' is not a good title, at least not morally supreme, is it?"

The gazes of the three people crossed over the conference hall, the air froze for a moment, Harry held his breath slightly aside, if he understood correctly, what did they mean...to start a war?Like what Hitler did with the help of Grindelwald, he almost provoked a war all over the world?

I don't know who among the three laughed first, and when Harry came back to his senses, they were already laughing heartily together, as if what they just said was funny (at least Harry didn't think it was funny).

"Why bother with each other?" the Dark Lord said with a smile. "The wizarding world has been secluded for a long time, and you always need collaborators, no matter what, isn't it?"

"The wizarding world has been reclusive for too long," Mycroft complained. "Oh, your stupid Ministry of Magic, and your stupid Minister for Magic, it seems to him that the whole world of ordinary people is incompetent." The stupid "International Statute of Secrecy", not only caused all the information to be emptied, and the secrets had to be passed on by word of mouth, but also, no wizard dared to violate this law, causing We can't recruit a single wizard..."

"You can't stand the stupid Ministry of Magic, either?" said the Dark Lord, his tone slightly scornful. "Whoever dares to regard a person with a high IQ as a fool is a real fool."

"It sounds like the Ministry of Magic is already under your control." Harry Hart said in a complimenting tone.

"This kind of thing," the Dark Lord glanced at him with a little deep meaning, "don't the person in charge of the information know the best?"

They looked at each other and smiled. There is a tacit understanding between politicians and politicians, and they can understand each other's temptations and confrontations.Mycroft naturally changed the subject and looked at Harry: "Your little friend is very cute."

The Dark Lord glanced at Harry calmly, and replied with a smile: "Sometimes courage is recklessness, and sometimes courage is glory. He just hasn't grasped his proportions yet. This time he has brought you trouble."

"Why do you find it troublesome?" Mycroft said, "I'm sorry, my brother is always so impulsive, and this time it was he who implicated Harry... But if it weren't for this accident, our meeting It won't come so soon, will it?"

"Yeah, misfortune and luck always follow each other, who can tell what will happen later?" The Dark Lord changed the subject, "I think you have already met one of my subordinates, Barty Crouch Jr. He will be fully responsible for all affairs in the Muggle world, and he will be in charge of connecting with you in the next matters."

"Won't Mr. Barty Jr. have a lot of skills?" Harry Hart interjected.

"Don't worry, Moriarty won't be a big problem," the Dark Lord replied calmly, casting a glance at him.He Shi Shiran stood up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests, "Then, thank you all for coming from afar." He snapped his fingers lightly, and Barty Crouch Jr. appeared in response, waiting respectfully outside the door .

"Thank you for your hospitality. Whittard black tea is a hard-to-drink premium product. It's a very powerful space transfer." Harry Hart said with a smile, and extended his right hand to the Dark Lord. "Wish you a happy cooperation?"

"I wish you a happy cooperation." The Dark Lord said, shook hands with Mycroft and Harry Hart respectively, and watched them leave under the Apparition of Little Barty.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to try not to explain the subtext in this paragraph, and to make a little bit of blank space.Because I just re-watched Hannibal, I really love the kind of dialogue where every line has a meaning, every action has a deep meaning, you can feel it but just don’t say it!

But... After reading it... I think maybe I wrote too mysteriously...

I have already added a little explanation in the article, and then probably added it in the speech: V’s first gestures (not getting up, black tea, greeting Harry) are all creating psychological pressure, which is a very effective way in negotiations. Maggie is fighting naturally (by comparison, Mo Niang’s method is more dramatic, while Maggie has the restraint of a British gentleman); there are several offensive and defensive transitions in the middle; finally reached the intention of cooperation, Barty Jr. will still preside over the matchmaking.

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small theater

Harry's heart 1: I don't speak, please don't pay attention to me, His Royal Highness.

Harry's heart 2: I don't speak...because I don't know what to say...QAQ

Inside Harry 3: Wait, they're all gone?Only me and the Dark Lord are left? ? ?

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