Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 490 Tailor-made clothes
A heated discussion was going on in the meeting room inside the Masonic secret realm. Benjamin, Zhou Hong, Franklin and even the old otaku Victor were all arguing with each other, their faces red.

Their topic today is the detailed preparations for the counterattack using the Vanishing Cabinet.

This should have been a fairly simple task, but everyone had their own opinions.

Among them, Mike, Franklin and others think that Hogwarts is the best battlefield. After all, it has insurance, and with Dumbledore and other professors to back them up, they are not afraid of failure at all.

However, Zhou Hong, Benjamin and others did not think much of it. They believed that this would cause the death of a large number of students, which was not cost-effective because the students in Hogwarts could basically be considered their potential resources.

Therefore, the disappearing cabinet must be moved as soon as possible, and the best place is of course the Masonic Secret Realm, because this is the base camp of the Freemasons, and the vast amount of magical restrictions and combat power reserves here are advantages for them.

Not surprisingly, this view was strongly refuted by Franklin and others.

The reason for rebuttal is also that this is the base camp of the Freemasons. Because of this, if some accidents are discovered during the battle, such as Voldemort himself coming, it would be a big joke, and the entire Masonic secret realm would be destroyed!

Mike, who was sitting in the first seat, couldn't help rubbing his brows as he looked at the noisy scene in front of him. He really didn't expect that this matter would be so difficult to decide.

Then he took a deep breath and raised his wand.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Following Mike's roar, the conference room finally quieted down. Everyone covered their ears and looked at Mike in confusion.

"Stop arguing. Since Hogwarts and the Masonic Secret Realm are both not an option, let's try another location."

"But," Benjamin said with difficulty, "it is difficult for us to find places as closed and safe as Hogwarts and the Masonic Secret Realm. If we change to other places, those Death Eaters will run away."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other people in the meeting room also showed embarrassment on their faces.

But Mike shook his head and said:

"Have you forgotten that we still have a secret realm?"

"You mean Avery Secret Land?"

Benjamin's eyes suddenly lit up.

There are a lot of restrictions in the secret realm that originally belonged to the Avery family, so there is no need to worry about the enemy escaping. The best thing is that the ants in the secret realm are all subservient to the Freemasons, which means that they will have a lot more combat power. By then, even if Voldemort really appears, they should be able to deal with the opponent by using the ants as cannon fodder!

Benjamin was so excited thinking about this that he almost jumped up, and the Freemasons around him were obviously not stupid either, and they all showed excitement on their faces.

Seeing this, Mike nodded, turned around and continued:
"Then the battlefield has been chosen, Benjamin. You must move the Vanishing Cabinet to the Avery Secret Realm on time before Christmas.

Franklin, you can start sending people into Avery Secret Realm now, the more the better."

"Got it, Boss!"*2
Franklin and Benjamin said at the same time, and then they began to walk out of the meeting room.

Mike in the conference room continued:
"Penelope, we have raised the pigs for so long, it's time to slaughter them. Please contact the Muggle Prime Minister. I need his help."

Franklin and Benjamin paused, while Penelope shook her head in confusion.

"I'm sorry, what do you mean by help?"

"Military assistance. I need him to dispatch troops to help! Otherwise, what do you think I need? A band?"

"This... isn't a good idea, is it?" Penelope said with some embarrassment. "After all, this is a battle between wizards. Letting Muggles in..."

"listen to me!"

Penelope's words were forcibly interrupted, and Benjamin, who was about to go back to the door, gave up the idea of ​​coming back to persuade Mike.

Based on their understanding of Mike, Mike has already made up his mind, so now all they have to do is follow his orders.

Penelope nodded as well, took out her notebook and said:
"So how many people do you plan to need? To be honest, I don't think the Muggle Prime Minister will give you that many people. That guy is very shrewd."

"The more the better! It would be best if he could give me nuclear weapons!" Mike's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a ferocious smile, "As for the second question you mentioned, haha, that's impossible. Not to mention that we still have the magic contract, and I believe that the Muggle Prime Minister must be a smart man. He must understand one thing, that is, an organization like us who dares to blatantly violate the International Statute of Secrecy can certainly dare to take his life directly."

Penelope laughed, she felt she had asked a silly question, and everyone else in the meeting room also laughed.

For a moment, the entire conference room was filled with sinister sneers.

……

At the same time, Diagon Alley was packed with people.

Although the merchants were busy, they all had smiles on their faces.

Although Hogwarts always does good business starting from Christmas every year, this year it was too good. There were so many people coming to shop that they even blocked the Leaky Cauldron!

This is a great thing for merchants, after all, business is not good these days.

Of course, this is all thanks to Dumbledore forbidding students from going to Hogsmeade!

The shopkeepers in Diagon Alley all greeted Dumbledore warmly in their hearts. At the same time, the shopkeepers in Hogsmeade village were doing the same thing, but as victims of the school closure movement, their greetings were a little different.

At this moment, Draco was holding his mother's hand and walking with difficulty in the crowded crowd, while his father was walking alone in front, clearing a narrow path for the mother and son.

Finally, after going through a lot of trouble, the three of them squeezed out of the crowd and came to the door of a slightly deserted shop.

Draco panted and stroked his slicked back hair, then looked fiercely at the shop next to him where there was a long line of people.

He wanted to take a closer look to see what kind of store could attract so many people. His hair style was messed up because of the crowd just now!
It was a very ordinary shop, with the standard Diagon Alley wooden door, standard Diagon Alley windows and wallpaper, everything was standard. It was obvious that this shop had been opened in a hurry; even the decoration inside the shop had not changed.

On the top of the shop was a wooden sign with the following words written in blue magic ink:

'Jenos Boutique Black Magic Armor Shop (New Product This Week: Anti-Killing Curse Vest)'

"what!"

Draco laughed strangely, and his eyes turned sarcastic when he looked at the people in the queue.

In his opinion, this was a store run by a swindler, and those people queuing up were all fools. How could there be a vest in this world that could protect against the Killing Curse?
At this time, Mrs. Malfoy, who had already finished her makeup, also noticed Draco's gaze. She slowly took out a vest from her seamless stretch pocket and handed it to Draco.

"Don't worry, baby, I've already bought it for you." Draco took the vest with a dazed look on his face, and then his expression began to become terrified, because the surface of the vest was constantly wriggling, as if there were countless small animals sewn inside!
"Mom...Mom, this is all a lie. Why did you buy this?"

Mrs. Malfoy rubbed Draco's hair lovingly and said seriously:

"No, this vest is different from those scams. It is real and effective. Your father has tested it on house-elves. I heard that it was invented by a student in your school. What a genius!"

Draco, whose hair was messed up again, looked at his mother with his mouth wide open. He had no idea what to say at this moment.

Fortunately, Lucius had already tidied up his appearance. He looked at the crowded crowd with disdain, turned around and said to his wife and son with a smile:

"Don't stand here, let's go in."

After saying that, he took his wife's arm and slowly walked into Tuofan Clothing Store.

There were not many customers in the Tuofan clothing store at the moment, which was in stark contrast to the store next door, but the clerks and even the Malfoy family did not look too surprised when they saw this.

After all, unlike Madam Malkin's robe shop which specializes in affordable products, the Tofan Clothing Shop is high-end, and the clothes and custom-made items in it are very expensive, and few ordinary wizards can afford them.

But corresponding to the extremely high prices, the service at Tuofan Clothing Store was surprisingly good. As soon as the Malfoy family entered, a waiter in a sky blue uniform came up to them and asked about their needs with a smile on his face.

"I'm Lucius Malfoy."

Lucius raised his head and told the waiter his name with his nose. The waiter bowed quickly and said softly:

"Mr. Malfoy, please go to the second floor. Mr. Torres has been waiting for a long time."

Lucius nodded in satisfaction, then he took his wife and children to the second floor under the astonished gazes of the guests on the first floor.

The second floor of the clothing store is not as small as it looks from the outside. On the contrary, the space on the second floor is much larger than that of the first floor. This is obviously the effect of the Traceless Stretching Spell.

However, although the space is large, there are very few commodities on display inside, and most of the space is filled with various artworks, which looks very "upscale".

"Mom, why did you suddenly think of buying a dress for me? Is there another party?"

Draco asked curiously, holding his mother's hand.

"Have you forgotten? Mrs. Greengrass's birthday is in a few days, and our whole family will attend the party. Oh, Mr. Torres is here, Xiaolong, go and measure your size."

Hearing this, Draco immediately put on a bitter smile.

No doubt this was another idea his parents had come up with to get him closer to Astoria.

Although he resisted in his heart, Draco still obediently walked up to a slightly serious middle-aged man.

Then, the man waved his wand slightly, and a tape measure in the tool box beside him wrapped around Draco's body like a snake.

"Put your hands up."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, and Draco did as he was told.

But at this moment, an accident happened.

Draco raised his hands and the loose sleeves of his robe slipped down, revealing the hideous Dark Mark on his arm.

Mr. Torres's face changed slightly and Draco suddenly covered his arms. His expression was very ugly and he glared at Mr. Torres fiercely.

Also staring at Mr. Torres were Lucius Malfoy and Mrs. Malfoy, and the atmosphere suddenly became very awkward.

After a while, Lucius narrowed his eyes and asked word by word:

"Mr. Torres, did you see that?"

"No, I saw nothing."

Mr. Torres replied very calmly.

Hearing this, Lucius sighed and patted Draco on the back to signal him not to be nervous.

In fact, Lucius had already prepared himself to be discovered, so he chose to come to Tufan Clothing Store to customize his dress instead of other shops that were better and more convenient.

Because Mr. Torres is a pure-blood wizard who leans towards Voldemort's faction. He will not discriminate against or be afraid of Death Eaters. The reason why he showed such a surprised expression just now was probably because he was shocked that he would let his son join the Death Eaters.

The fitting work continued. Mr. Torres was obviously not in good shape, but his superb skills allowed him to complete the work quickly and return to his own separate cubicle.

In the lounge nearby, Mrs. Malfoy had already hugged Draco and burst into tears.

Lucius on the side also had a sad face. As soon as he saw the dark mark on Draco's arm, he felt a pang of heartache.

He and his wife Narcissa have not had a good time recently. Ever since Voldemort brought the Death Eaters into Malfoy Manor and used it as their base, they have been living in fear every day, fearing that Voldemort would kill them all if he was unhappy.

Moreover, Voldemort and the Death Eaters did not know how to spell the word "thrifty". They spent madly in Malfoy Manor, which resulted in the gold Galleons in the Malfoy family vault being almost spent!
Of course, this is not the most important thing.

What hurt Lucius the most was his own son. Draco was recruited as a Death Eater by the madman Voldemort and given an absolutely impossible task - to assassinate McTominay and Dumbledore!
If you fail to complete the task assigned by Voldemort, there will be only one outcome, and that is a tragic death!

Thinking of this, Lucius frowned even more tightly, and his eyes looking at Draco were full of guilt.

He knew very well that Voldemort was punishing himself, punishing himself for being a traitor who betrayed his master in his hour of danger.

Draco obviously didn't notice his old father's meaningful look. At this moment, he was patting his mother's back to comfort her.

Mrs. Malfoy sat up after hearing her son's comforting words, and her tearful face suddenly became firm.

She stretched out her hand and slowly stroked Draco's face, and said through gritted teeth:
"Xiaolong, even though the task that person assigned to you is very difficult, mom will never let anything happen to you, absolutely not!"

Draco's face showed a proud look after hearing this. He raised his head slightly and said excitedly:

"Of course I'll be fine, in fact I've found a way to complete the task!"

(End of this chapter)