Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 566: Pikelo

"Isn't this... a little too harsh?"

The Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement said hesitantly.

The measure Chris just mentioned doesn't seem like something that would appear in a free and democratic country. Although such high-intensity suppression will shut up those damned minorities in a short period of time, it will inevitably lead to a tougher counterattack over time. Therefore, in the eyes of the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, this measure is actually the same as the decision made by the previous Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. They are all drinking poison to quench thirst!
But Chris obviously didn't care about this. There was a loud bang and Chris's palm slammed heavily on the table.

He looked expressionlessly at the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and said in a hollow voice:

"Are you going to be like that previous Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, kowtow to those damned rubbish?"

It was not a pleasant feeling to be targeted by the malicious intent of a legendary wizard. The Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement broke out in a cold sweat. He knew very well that he had just made a stupid move.

If he didn't handle it well, he would most likely be thrown to the gallows like the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters!
The Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement reacted and stood up immediately, not daring to look at Chris, and just bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, Minister Flint, I was rude!"

There was silence in the meeting room. Chris just stared at the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement without saying a word. The other officials present also watched him intently, with no intention of helping their colleague out of the predicament.

The beads of sweat on the face of the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement dripped onto the table, making a crisp sound. In this eerie silence, he felt like he was about to explode with nervousness!
Fortunately, at this moment, an owl with a roll of parchment tied to it flew in from somewhere and landed in front of Pecklow, the current Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters.

The appearance of the owl attracted everyone's attention, even Chris was not surprised.

But they didn't say anything, just watched Paklo slowly remove the parchment.

Because they all knew that the message carried by the owl that was able to break into such a serious meeting must be extremely important. This kind of message would usually use the ciphertext used exclusively by the Auror Department, so they only needed to wait for Paklo to decipher it.

After a while, Pecklo put down the parchment in his hand, raised his lips slightly, looked up at Chris and said:

"Minister Flint, my men have found some of the abducted Hogwarts students, and they have all been sent back home."

"Tell the important point!"

Chris said impatiently. He didn't care whether the students abducted by Mike and others were dead or alive.

"Yes! Minister Flint." Pecklow continued, "We searched the memories of those students. Although most of the memories related to this in their brains have been blurred, we still obtained some intelligence.

McTomley and his followers are probably hiding in an unknown secret place. And one of the entrances to this secret place should be in Hogwarts Castle. Otherwise, they would not have been able to teleport so many wizards to Hogwarts without anyone noticing, nor could they have transferred all those students away!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone in the conference room changed.

They really didn't expect that McTominay actually owned a secret realm. You know, secret realms are extremely rare, and because of their uniqueness and secrecy, secret realms are particularly important to an organization.

Now they finally understood why they had searched almost every part of the magical world of Yingguo but couldn't find Mike Tonley. It turned out that this guy had been hiding in the secret realm!

And Chris's face became extremely ugly at this moment.

Because he knew very well that Mike had at least two secret realms in his hands, one was the location secret realm that had been discovered now, and the other was the Avery secret realm!

With these two secret realms as a foundation, Mike has no way to avoid the battle.

"Minister Flint, I suggest that we have the Auror Force and the Department of Mysteries stationed in Hogwarts to search for possible entrances to secret realms within the Hogwarts Castle. Although that entrance is likely to have been sealed or hidden, this is still a possible solution."

"Okay, let's do as you say."

"Also, there is one very important thing."

Hearing this, Chris' pupils suddenly dilated, and then he punched the table again.

"Can you please finish your words at once!?"

Facing Chris's roar, Pecklo's expression did not change much. He just pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose calmly and said:

"Got it, Minister Flint."

Looking at Paklo's indifferent look, Chris felt powerless.

Pecklow was an orphan bought by the Flint family. Due to his outstanding talents, he was given the surname Flint.

This can be said to be the highest honor for a member of a non-family like Pike Luo.

This also shows how outstanding Pikelo's ability is.

As long as he is there, Chris doesn't need to worry about matters related to the Ministry of Magic. Pecklo will help him handle everything.

The reason why he was not used before was entirely because his personality was a little difficult for Chris to accept.

But now it’s different. Now the Deathly Hallows is the most important thing to Chris, and everything else is tolerable!

That's why Chris transferred him from his family to the Ministry of Magic, and not only gave him the power of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, but also gave him a large part of the power of the Head of the Auror Office.

Looking at Paklo's calm yet punchable face again, Chris took a deep breath, suppressed the desire to beat him up, and waved his hand, indicating that he should speak quickly if he had anything to say.

Seeing this, a gleam of light flashed across the lenses of Parker's glasses. He raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly in a deep tone:

"By monitoring the Flyway Network and the spatial fluctuations across the country, we discovered that in recent times, the Los Santos Group owned by McTominay has transferred a large amount of supplies. Although they did it very covertly, first moving all these supplies abroad, making it look like they were transferring property, but after a strict review we found that the final destination of these supplies is still within the territory of Ying Country! I guess they must have transferred all these supplies to the newly discovered McTominay Secret Realm.

In addition, the Department of International Magical Cooperation has also discovered in its daily work that there has been a surge in the number of wizards who have smuggled into the country of Ying recently.

With the infiltration of a large number of illegal immigrants, and the Los Santos Group frantically concentrating supplies, we have reason to believe that McTownley is consolidating the forces in his hands and preparing to do something big! "

After that, the whole conference room became noisy. The news given by Paklo was so shocking that it caused the officials to panic.

You know, if McTominay really wants to do something big, then there is no doubt that these officials from the Ministry of Magic are one of the targets!

"quiet!"

Chris frowned and yelled, and the whispers in the conference room immediately disappeared. Everyone looked at Chris at the top with expectant eyes.

Now they can only place their hopes on this cruel Minister of Magic.

Chris, who was highly expected by everyone, curled his lips helplessly and turned his gaze to Pecklo who was standing beside him. He knew very well that although his subordinate liked to keep people in suspense, he would never do it without a purpose.

Just as Paklo had done before, since he had raised all the problems, he must have corresponding solutions.

Even if that countermeasure may not be very effective, it is better than nothing.

Sure enough, after noticing Chris's gaze, the smile on Paklo's mouth became even brighter.

He pushed the glasses frame on his nose again and said slowly:

"I have to say that those stowaways are very skilled and powerful, but our Aurors are no pushovers. Thanks to their efforts, we have already grasped the whereabouts of some of the stowaways. If things are really as I expected, and they want to gather together to do something big, then maybe we can follow the clues and catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"Nice!"

"Great!"

……

Upon hearing this, the officials in the conference room all breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a round of applause for Paklo.

Only at this moment did they begin to truly pay attention to this official who was parachuted into a position on the same level as them.

Chris also showed an excited smile on his face. He stood up and supported himself on the table with both hands. He stared at everyone present with red eyes and shouted:

"Let's do it! This time, we will catch them all in one fell swoop! Victory will always belong to us!"

"Victory will always belong to us!"
Suddenly, the officials' voices of agreement filled the entire conference room. The sound was so loud that it even startled the owl messenger who was resting in Peklo's hand.

Yet in this lively scene, Kingsley's expression was somewhat stiff.

He knew very well that if what Paklo said was true, then the thigh that he had just hugged and hadn't even warmed up yet might be chopped off!

'No! I must go and alert Mr. Townley!'

Kingsley thought silently in his mind, but on his face he pretended to be as happy as his colleagues around him.

……

Masonic secrets.

After finishing the meeting with several minority representatives, Mike led everyone back to the base.

The Masonic secret realm at this time is completely different from its previous appearance.

The forest that was originally located to the north of the base has disappeared, and in its place is a large group of connected warehouses.

A new road has also been opened up between the warehouse complex and the teleportation hall. Now it has become the most lively place in the entire Masonic Secret Realm. Walking on it are Los Santos wizards carrying all kinds of supplies, alchemical machines, and Hogwarts students who choose to stay and help the Freemasons.

I have to say that wizards are really super useful tools.

Thanks to the existence of magic, even a skinny little wizard can easily carry hundreds of kilograms of supplies.

This greatly accelerated the pace of engineering work within the Masonic secret realm.

With their help, within just a few days, almost all the supplies that Los Santos Group had allocated from all over the country had been piled up in the warehouse.

Looking at the people coming and going and the mountains of supplies in the warehouse, a gratified smile appeared on Mike's face.

Among the supplies now before him, the magical materials and herbs needed for various alchemy and potion making accounted for the vast majority, and the rest were finished wands and some things that could not be immediately manufactured to replenish the front line, such as the combat uniforms of the Los Santos wizards.

These things are strategic materials in the wizarding world.

As for food and fresh water, which are important supplies in the eyes of Muggles, they are readily available in the eyes of wizards.

As for why Mike hoarded these supplies, the reason was similar to what Chris and the others speculated, he just wanted to make a big thing.

However, what Mike wanted to do was much bigger than Chris and the others imagined.

What he wanted to do was to directly overthrow the Ministry of Magic under Chris's leadership.

With the supplies that came this time plus those that Mike had transferred before, the supplies stored in the Freemasonry are now enough to support a war that lasts for more than ten years.

Thinking of this, Mike tightened his fists again.

That's Mike's determination.

In order to defeat Chris, he was willing to gamble everything he had accumulated over the years!
"Mike, Kingsley sent a message that the Ministry of Magic seems to have discovered our plan. It is said that Chris's people are tracking the guests we invited and want to find us through them."

Just as Mike was sighing, Benjamin's voice came over.

Mike curled his lips in disdain.

Before the war officially begins, Mike plans to give a speech to announce his existence and his ideas to the world.

This move would make him an enemy of Ministries of Magic around the world, but at the same time, it would also make his name known around the world.

He will be worshipped by the world like those great men in Muggle history. Anyone who shares common interests and ideas with him will flock to him and become his force against Chris and even against the world.

Compared to this, being enemies with the Ministries of Magic all over the world seems insignificant.

The guests Benjamin mentioned before were the audience who received Mike's invitation and came to listen to the speech.

Among them, the majority are those guys from the American magic world, plus representatives of multiple races such as giants, tree people, and Muggle wizards from some other scattered countries.

The strength of these guys varies, so it is normal that some of the useless ones among them would be discovered by the Ministry of Magic.

Instead of being worried, Mike was somewhat happy about this.

(End of this chapter)