Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 431: Attack of Freemasonry
Mike had actually anticipated the reactions of Scrimgeour and the Muggle Prime Ministers, but what he had not expected was that his behavior also caused an uproar among ordinary people in the wizarding world.

In this short week, almost all mainstream newspapers, including the Daily Prophet, were frantically condemning the Freemasons for their serious violation of international confidentiality laws.

Of course, since they didn't know that it was the Freemasons who did it, they used the term "mysterious wizard group" in all their articles.

Under the guidance of these articles, public opinion exploded quickly, and for a while the "mysterious wizard group" became the target of public criticism in the entire wizarding community.

Mike didn't care about it at all. After all, Voldemort was the focus of everyone's attention now. As for the "mysterious wizard group", it was just a small matter compared to Voldemort. If nothing unexpected happened, everyone would forget about it soon.

But what Mike didn't expect was that under such great public pressure, the half-blood and Muggle-born wizards who had always acted as invisible people in the wizarding society suddenly went crazy.

They gathered at the Ministry of Magic to protest, risking being attacked by Death Eaters at any time, and after being reported by the Daily Prophet, their demands were made public.

It turned out that many of these people's relatives were also affected by this wave of public attacks by the Death Eaters, and some of them even had relatives in that damn Liverpool.

Due to Voldemort's pressure and the constraints of the international secrecy law, they could only watch their loved ones suffer.

Originally they had all given up hope, but the so-called 'mysterious wizard group' gave them new hope!

'Mysterious wizard group' saved their family!
This made countless Muggle-born wizards and half-blood wizards excited. There was no doubt that this "mysterious wizard group" had become heroes in their hearts.

Under such circumstances, how could they tolerate the so-called mainstream media slandering their heroes?

Now all the tabloids were overjoyed. They began to carry out their glorious tradition of criticizing the Ministry of Magic whenever they were in doubt, and turned their guns on the Ministry of Magic and launched a barrage of attacks.

This matter has even been elevated to the sensitive topic of bloodline conflict, and the reason is that this Voldemort incident was essentially caused by bloodline conflict.

Mike was so happy about this that he almost laughed out loud.

He originally just wanted to use this incident to leave a good impression in the minds of those wizards he could win over, but who knew it would actually create such a wave.

Now, since the half-blood and Muggle-born wizards are now standing together, it will be easier to deal with Voldemort in the future!
While this wave of public opinion was intensifying, the war operation planned by Mike began as scheduled.

……

In the basement of the Dolphin factory, Mike, wearing a black combat uniform, was inspecting the fifty elite wizards in front of him.

The vast majority of these people are veteran fighters who have participated in the previous Ministry of Magic Night, and only a few are new additions, so Mike is very confident in their fighting ability.

Moreover, these people are almost all Muggle-born wizards, and Mike did not hide from them what the Freemasons had done in the past week, so they all knew very well that the Freemasons had the ability and willingness to protect their loved ones!

This boosted their morale even more!

Looking at those neat and orderly, high-spirited bodies, Mike nodded with satisfaction.

In addition to these fifty elite wizards, today's battle plan also includes several Freemason members with strong combat capabilities, including Arthur. In Mike's plan, this many people should be enough for a sneak attack on that unknown pure-blood family.

Of course, in order not to expose the existence of Freemasonry, everyone, including the fifty wizards, wore magic masks to cover their faces.

"Are you all ready?"

Mike shouted with a serious look in his eyes.

What responded to him was the thunderous roar of certainty from below!
These fifty or so people actually displayed the momentum of hundreds of people!
Mike nodded in satisfaction, then pointed his wand at the huge fireplace and ordered:

"Then let's go!"

This time, the huge response did not appear again. After receiving the order, the combat wizards said nothing and walked towards the fireplace in neat steps.

Looking at the silent team, Zhou Hong slowly approached Mike and asked with some concern:
"We can win, right?"

His words stunned Mike, but then a smile appeared on his face.

He already had a definite answer to this question in his mind, which was that he would definitely win this battle!

You know, his strength has grown to a very terrifying level, and now he can almost use forbidden black magic like Lihuo at will.

With this kind of combat power, as long as the opponent does not have a legendary wizard, then our side is almost certain to win.

And if the other party really has a legendary wizard, then he can also call for Dumbledore's support.

Although Dumbledore is seriously injured now, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Even if the opponent claims that he and Dumbledore have joined forces, the opponent will inevitably be defeated.

As for whether the other party will have a wizard stronger than Dumbledore?

If Zhou Hong really dared to ask this question, Mike would definitely laugh until his stomach hurts!
You have to know that this is the real world, not a fairy tale!
If there really was someone who possessed a fighting power that surpassed Dumbledore, instead of going out to cause trouble and become famous, would he stay in that small family and be a guardian?
Let’s tell a story!
As Mike thought so, the smile on his face became more and more unbridled.

Zhou Hong, who was standing by, also had a strange expression when he saw this. He even suspected that his president had some mental problems.

Gritting his teeth, Zhou Hong whispered in Mike's ear:

"Mike, do you remember my transformation at the Ministry of Magic?"

Zhou Hong's words pulled Mike back from his fantasy, but the content of the other party's words made him look confused. "You said you would talk to me about this later, but you seem to have forgotten about it." Zhou Hong said with a look of resentment, "I was a little unsure at first, but now it seems that you really forgot about it!"

"Uh, it was just an accident..."

Mike wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Zhou Hong halfway through his words.

"What I want to tell you is that I have made a new discovery about my ability! After I transform, it seems that I can control Dementors and ghosts! If you need me later, I can transform at any time!" Zhou Hong said mysteriously, "Shh! I know you have a lot of questions to ask now, but now is not the time, okay? Let's have a good chat after this battle!"

After saying that, Zhou Hong quickly caught up with the large group in front. Mike originally wanted to catch up and ask for clarification, but when he saw that the troops had basically completed the teleportation, he finally gave up the idea.

Zhou Hong was right. He could ask about such matters at any time. His top priority now was to fight this tough battle well!
But it is more likely that Zhou Hong was deliberately trying to whet his appetite in order to avenge himself for standing him up before!

Thinking of this, a helpless smile appeared on Mike's face under the mask. Then he stood up and stepped into the fireplace surrounded by his team members!
……

In a swamp in the eastern part of Ying Country, a gray bird was standing on a rotten piece of wood floating on the swamp mud and pecking at insects in the swamp.

But the next moment, it suddenly turned its head as if it sensed something and looked towards a solid ground not far away.

"Crack!"

There was only a crisp sound like firecrackers exploding, and then one figure after another in pure black combat uniforms appeared on the ground!

When the gray bird saw this, a very human look of surprise flashed across its brown eyes, and then it flapped its wings and flew away as if frightened.

However, the next moment, a man in black in an open space nearby shot a green beam of light that hit it straight. The bird that had just taken off lost its life and fell into the mud.

"Report, the enemy reconnaissance unit has been killed!"

Listening to his team members' reports, Mike nodded with satisfaction and raised his arm and said:

"Attention all units, we have entered enemy territory, stay hidden and start moving!"

Following Mike's order, the team members around him activated the phantom function on their combat uniforms and entered a semi-invisible state, although they did not respond.

Then, under the cover of the dim afterglow of the evening sun, Mike and his teammates turned into fleeting shadows, advancing quickly across the swamp.

What is strange is that their strong and swift steps did not leave any footprints on the soft swamp. If this scene was seen by others, it would surely be a new ghost legend.

But I guess the owner here wouldn't mind having his territory added to the legend of a hundred ghosts parading at night. After all, this vast swamp is already a well-known place of ghosts.

After all, this is where wizards live, and those wizards, especially pure-blood wizards, always like to use weird supernatural phenomena to scare Muggles so that they will be in awe of them.

As time went by, everyone's speed gradually slowed down.

This was not because everyone had run out of strength, but because as they got closer and closer to their target, more and more magic traps appeared in their way.

These traps were all very well hidden, some were even buried directly in the mud under their feet. If it were an ordinary wizard, they would definitely not be able to find them, but Mike was different. Now his mental power had skyrocketed to a terrifying level after continuous meditation. In front of this level of mental power, those traps were as obvious as street lights at night.

But even with Mike's timely warning, the team's progress was still greatly slowed down, because there were so many traps that it took a lot of time for everyone to get around them!

Therefore, it was not until the moonlight was high that Mike and his companions finally arrived at their destination, a shabby little house in the center of the swamp!
It was a two-story cottage that was so weird that it couldn't be described. No, strictly speaking, it was just the remains of a cottage, because the cottage had been almost completely corroded by the moisture of the swamp over the years!
Mike was almost certain that it must have been built with magic. After all, there was no building in the world that could still exist even if all the wooden beams and walls had rotted away!

Mike stopped in front of the wreckage of the building, and the people behind him also stopped when they saw it.

"Mike, are we in the wrong place?" Franklin asked in confusion, "This doesn't look like a place where people can live, let alone hundreds of people!"

Mike rolled his eyes at him unhappily, then sighed and explained:

"Remember our Masonic secrets?"

Franklin was not a fool. After being reminded by Mike, he immediately understood and said quickly:

"You mean, the Pureblood Family base we are going to attack this time is actually in an unknown secret realm, just like our Freemason base, and the ruins in front of us are the entrance to the secret realm?"

"Tsk tsk, it seems you have something in your head. That's right, this is the initial teleportation point of the pure-blood family secret realm, but this teleportation point should not have been used for a long time. After all, those pure-blood wizards usually use portkeys to enter the secret realm." Mike nodded and said, "You should have seen from the dense magic traps on the periphery just now that this teleportation point is protected by those pure-blood families. It's really thanks to Kingsley that he found this place!"

"I'm afraid their security measures are more than just magic traps, right?" Benjamin suddenly popped up and said, "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a gatekeeper next to this 'door', right?"

"You're right. Besides, there are quite a lot of guards there!"

There was a strange smile on Mike's face. As he smiled, he stretched out his hand and made a grasping gesture towards the ruins.

"Crack! Boom!"

Under the surprised gazes of the crowd, the ruins that originally roughly resembled the shape of a house suddenly twisted and deformed under Mike's actions, and finally completely turned into a pile of rotten wood, and was even squeezed into a ball by Mike.

As the ruins finally quieted down, the swamp around Mike and the others began to boil, with bubbles rolling in the mud one after another, as if there was some kind of creature under the swamp trying to get out!
Seeing this, Franklin and others' scalps almost exploded, but Mike himself still looked calm and unperturbed!

(End of this chapter)