Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 575 Conspiracy
"Very good, then try this plan first!"

Chris said as he leaned back in his chair.

But after hearing this, no one in the conference room reacted. Finally, the Auror Office Director gritted his teeth and stood up and said:

“Mr. Minister, the solution Kingsley mentioned was actually something we had already used at the beginning of the incident, but it didn’t work well.

This time, those guys were extremely determined. No matter what benefits we promised them, they remained unmoved, even the most greedy goblins were no exception. "

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

Everyone kept their heads down and remained silent, looking lifeless.

Chris sighed and turned his attention back to Peklo.

Now all he can count on is this subordinate who has a weird personality but extraordinary abilities.

The latter stopped cracking his nails and said expressionlessly:
"Then let me summarize the current situation.

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

The criminals led by Mike Townley wiped out almost all of our elite Auror troops in the initial stage of their operation, which resulted in us having no one available when facing a series of subsequent emergencies. Oh, don't mention the strikers to me, they are just trash.

Even our respected Minister cannot solve this problem. Although the Minister has unparalleled power, he is only one person and cannot split himself to handle a large number of trivial matters.

Therefore, the primary problem facing us now is the lack of manpower. Because if we have enough manpower, then even if we cannot solve all the problems, we can greatly alleviate McTominay's offensive. When their first and second waves of attacks fail to achieve the desired results, it is time for us to counterattack.

So now, regarding the problem of insufficient manpower, do you have any good solution?"

Listening to Paklo's words, everyone present nodded continuously, even Chris who was spoken ill of.

Pikelo's summary is very good, and he is indeed quite capable.

But even though they nodded, they all remained silent.

Some people even crossed their legs in relaxation. In their minds, since Paklo was so smart, he should have proposed a solution as well.

As for themselves, all they had to do was lie down.

Seeing this, a trace of anger finally appeared on Pecklo's expressionless face. He threw the document in his hand on the table and said:
"No one is talking? Well then! You should know that the Ministry of Magic has no ability to deal with the massive number of emergencies that are happening right now. If this continues, this country will be finished in less than a week. When that time comes, you can just wait to be swept into the garbage dump!"

"Maybe I can do something."

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

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the office turned their eyes to Kingsley.

This put Kingsley under great pressure, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

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

"Director Peckross has summarized it very well. The biggest problem we are facing now is the lack of manpower. 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. We just need to borrow the Auror Corps."

As soon as these words were spoken, other people in the office nodded in agreement, and smiles finally appeared on their faces, because the development of things was exactly in line with their expectations. They only had to lie down, and other people would solve the problem.

"quiet!"

Chris yelled, and the office, which had become noisy, finally quieted down.

Then Chris stared at Kingsley and said:
"You want me to ask for help from other ministries of magic? You want me, the most powerful legendary wizard in the world, to beg for help from those humble guys who are as lowly as ants?"

"No, I am not……"

Kingsley said, waving his hands.

Being stared at directly by Chris, he felt a strong murderous aura. He was sure that if he said something wrong next, the other party would kill him!
This distorted the tone of his voice.

"Don't be like this, Mr. Minister." Pecklow said suddenly, "Mr. Kingsley is also thinking about the Ministry of Magic. This is the best solution at the moment. Besides, it's just a secondment, which is far from begging. You are a little too radical."

Hearing this, the anger in Chris's eyes subsided a little, but he still looked unhappy.

However, Peklo ignored him and turned to Kingsley and said:

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

"Um... France. Well, France has always had a very good relationship with our Ministry of Magic. A few years ago, their Buslaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry even participated in the Triwizard Tournament held by Hogwarts. Besides, we are neighbors, and if we are unlucky, then they will not be better off. Plus, there is the internal support agreement of the International Confederation of Wizards, so... it is not reasonable for them to reject us."

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 Pecklo, changed their expressions.

Officials like Kingsley who originally belonged to the British Ministry of Magic faction might not know it yet, but they, the foreign officials from Flint's faction, knew it very well.

Their leader, Chris, had severely offended the Ministers of Magic of some major countries in the holy land of Marijoa, and the French Minister of Magic was one of them.

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

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

The expression on Chris's face was becoming more and more ferocious.

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

But there is no other way. This is the best solution right now.

Chris gritted his teeth and said:

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

Upon hearing this, Pecklo frowned suddenly, looked at Chris with some concern and said:
"Will they agree to that?"

Chris knew exactly what Pecklo meant. He grinned, revealing his big white teeth that looked cold and grim.

"They will agree, because they don't have the right to refuse at all!" As soon as these words came out, everyone in the office gasped.

Although Chris spoke in a normal tone, they still sensed murderous intent from his plain words.

"Let's do it this way. I'm going to prepare to go to France." Chris stood up and walked out the door. "While I'm away, the Ministry of Magic of Ying Kingdom will be given to you, Pecklo."

Chris knew very well that even at a special moment like this, there wouldn't be any major trouble in the Ministry of Magic as long as Pecklow was there.

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

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

Pikelo stood up and nodded solemnly.

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

It was not until Chris and Paklo disappeared completely from their sight that they relaxed and started chatting and laughing, without any of their previous autistic look.

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

If it weren't for Kingsley today, this meeting would have lasted until this late.

However, in the face of his colleagues' enthusiasm, Kingsley seemed a little absent-minded.

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

But after that, Kingsley did not go home directly as he said, but sneaked to an empty corner. After using spells to confirm again and again that there was no one around and there was no monitoring spell, he finally took out a gold galleon from his pocket.

Kingsley leaned forward and carefully rubbed the gold Galleon clockwise with his thumb.

When it was rubbed for the third time, the fire dragon pattern on the surface of the gold galleon suddenly twisted and eventually formed a pattern of two hands clasped together. At the same time, below the pattern, several micro letters were engraved - we are in the same boat!
"Hello? Hello! Can anyone hear me?"

Kingsley deliberately lowered his voice as he spoke to the gold coin. As he spoke, his eyes kept moving around, observing his surroundings.

"Go ahead."

A vague voice that could not be distinguished between a man and a woman came from the gold coin, and Kingsley became excited immediately after hearing it. He stuck out his tongue to quickly moisten his cracked lips and whispered:
"The plan was successful, Chris Flint will be leaving for France tomorrow at the latest!"

"understood."

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

Seeing this, Kingsley breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put the gold coin into his pocket, then 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, perhaps tomorrow, the entire Ministry of Magic would be disrupted.

By that time, there will still be countless tasks waiting for him to do!

Thinking of this, Kingsley's dark face suddenly opened into a grin, revealing his two rows of frighteningly white teeth, while he hummed a song that no one could understand.

At the same time, in the Masonic secret realm, Penelope put down the gold coins in her hand with a serious expression.

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

Encouraged Chris to go to France to second the Auror Corps.

This is a task that Mike gave to Kingsley. As long as this task can be completed successfully, the current Ministry of Magic of Ying Country will become an empty shell as soon as Chris leaves, and they can easily break through the power core of the Ying Country's magic world.

However, this is only an ideal state. In fact, almost no one in the Freemasonry is optimistic about Kingsley.

After all, the abilities Kingsley had shown in front of the Freemasons and others in the past were not strong, and his own luck was extremely bad.

But unexpectedly, Kingsley succeeded this time!
Taking a deep breath, Penelope suppressed her inner excitement and quickly left the room. After walking through a long corridor, she finally stopped in front of a pair of huge black stone doors with fire dragon patterns carved on them.

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

In recent days, in order to stay in the strongest condition at all times, Mike stays in this meditation room to meditate 24 hours a day. Except for a very few people including Penelope, no one else has the permission to enter.

“Puff!~”

A strange mechanical transmission sound was heard, and several mechanical arms with probes on the tip stretched out from the door, twisting towards Penelope's face. As they moved, magical lights suddenly appeared, identifying Penelope's face.

After a while, a slightly distorted synthetic voice came from the door.

"Visitor: Penelope Clearwater confirmed, level 1 authority confirmed... Welcome, Miss Clearwater."

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

What appeared in front of Penelope was a huge, empty enclosed space. It was made entirely of anti-magic materials and there was no furniture in the space. Mike was sitting cross-legged in the center of the space, with his head down as if meditating.

Seeing this, Penelope suddenly felt evil, took off her shoes, and walked carefully to Mike, ready to scare him.

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

"Penelope, what's wrong?"

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

Mike slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.

The huge magical power gathered from long-term meditation has not dissipated yet, causing his eyes to be filled with a faint blue light, which is daunting.

Then, the corners of Mike's mouth began to rise slowly, and at the same time, he stood up in an extremely strange posture and chuckled:

"Really? Then it's our turn to perform!"

(End of this chapter)