Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

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

Chris leaned back in his chair and said.

But after hearing that the people in the conference room still didn't respond, it was the director of the Auror office who gritted his teeth and got up and said:

"Mr. Minister, the plan Kingsley mentioned was actually used as early as the beginning of the incident, but the effect was not good.

This time, those guys' beliefs are extremely firm, no matter what kind of benefits we promise them, they will not be moved, even the most greedy goblins on weekdays are no exception. "

After finishing speaking, the director of the Auror office sat down, and the atmosphere in the conference room returned to the original silence.

Everyone bowed their heads in silence, looking lifeless.

Chris sighed, and set his sights on Pikelow again.

Now all he can count on is this eccentric but capable subordinate.

Seeing this, the latter also stopped the action of breaking his nails, and said with a blank expression:
"Then let me summarize the current situation first.

What we are facing this time is not a terrorist in the general sense, but an organized and premeditated act of stealing the country.

The criminals headed by McTownley directly wiped out almost our entire elite Auror army in the initial stage of their operation, which resulted in no one available for us to face the subsequent series of emergencies.Oh, don't tell me about hitters, they're just crap.

Not even our esteemed Mr. Minister can solve this problem.Because although Mr. Minister has unparalleled power, he is only one person, and he can't handle a lot of trifles with a clone.

So the primary problem facing us now is the lack of manpower, because if we have enough manpower, even if we can't solve all the problems, we can greatly ease McTownley's offensive. It is time for us to fight back when there is no way to achieve the results we deserve.

So now, do you have any good solutions to the problem of understaffing? "

Listening to Pikeluo's words, everyone present couldn't stop nodding, even Chris himself, who had been bad-mouthed, was no exception.

Paclow summed it up very well, indeed there are two brushes.

But nodding their heads, they all remained silent.

Some people even raised their legs in a relaxed manner. In their hearts, since Paclow is so smart, they should even come up with a solution.

As for themselves, just lying down is enough.

Seeing that, Pacro's paralyzed face finally showed a trace of anger. He threw the document in his hand on the table and said:
"Don't talk? That's fine! You must know that the Ministry of Magic is simply not capable of solving the massive emergencies that have occurred. If this continues, the country will be finished within a week. When that time comes, you will wait Just be swept into the garbage dump!"

"Maybe I have a way."

As soon as Pacro finished speaking, Chris heard Kingsley say this before he got angry.

And as soon as the words came out, everyone in the office turned their attention to Kingsley.

This put a lot of pressure on Kingsley, and the cold sweat fell off his forehead instantly.

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

"Director Paclow summed it up very well. The biggest problem we are facing now is the shortage of manpower, and 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 necessarily be short of manpower. Alright, just come over to the seconded Auror unit."

As soon as the words came out, other people in the office nodded and echoed, and smiles finally appeared on their faces, because the development of the matter was completely in line with their expectations. They just need to be responsible for lying down, and other people will solve the problem of.

"quiet!"

Chris yelled loudly, and the noisy office became quiet.

Then Chris stared at Kingsley and said:
"You want me to go to other Ministry of Magic for help? Let me, the strongest legendary wizard in the world, beg for help from those humble ants?"

"No, I am not……"

Kingsley waved his hands repeatedly and said.

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

"Don't be like this, Mr. Minister." Pacro said suddenly, "Mr. Kingsley is also thinking about the Ministry of Magic, and this is already the best way. Besides, it's just a secondment, which is far from begging. You are a little too aggressive."

It was said that the anger in Chris's eyes decreased slightly, but he still maintained an unhappy look.

It's just that Pacro didn't pay attention to him, but turned to look at Kingsley and said:

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

"Uh... France. Well, France, they have always had a very good relationship with our Ministry of Magic. A few years ago, their Busnaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry also participated in the Triwizard Tournament held by Hogwarts. Besides, we are still neighbors, so if we are unlucky, they will not be happy. Coupled with the internal support agreement of the 'International Federation of Wizards', so...they will not reject us regardless of circumstances or reason."

Kingsley nodded firmly. In his opinion, the French Ministry of Magic will definitely agree to send troops, because they have no reason to refuse.

But some officials in the conference room, including Chris and Pikelow, all changed their expressions.

Officials like Kingsley who originally belonged to the faction of the Ministry of Magic of the United States may not know it yet, but they, officials from the foreign Flint faction, are very clear.

Their leader, Chris, had severely offended the ministers of the Ministry of Magic of some big countries in the holy land of Maryjoa, and the French Minister of Magic was one of them.

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

Kingsley was obviously also aware of the change in the atmosphere at the scene. He looked nervously at Chris and the others. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, but he had no intention of wiping them off at all.

The expression on Chris's face also became grim little by little.

It is extremely humiliating for him to ask for help from France. If he can, he really doesn't want to do it.

But there is no way, this is the best way right now.

Gritting his teeth, Chris still said:

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

Hearing the words, Paclow suddenly frowned, looked at Chris with some concern and said:
"Can they agree?"

Chris knew exactly what Pacro meant, he grinned, showing a mouthful of cold white teeth and said:

"They will agree, because they have no right to refuse at all!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the office gasped.

Although the tone used by Chris was very normal when he spoke, they still tasted the monstrous murderousness from the plain words.

"Then let's do this, I'm going to prepare to go to France." Chris got up and walked out the door, "When I'm away, the Ministry of Magic will give it to you, Pacro."

Chris knows very well that even at a special moment like now, as long as the Ministry of Magic has Pacro, there will be no major disturbances.

This is the main reason for daring to go abroad in person at this time.

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

Paclow got up and nodded solemnly.

Upon seeing the situation, other people in the office also took up positions and watched Chris walk out of the office.

It wasn't until the figures of Chris and Pikeluo completely disappeared from their field of vision that they relaxed, talking and laughing, and started chatting, not at all autistic like before.

Some people even gathered around Kingsley, expressing their gratitude to him.

If it weren't for Kingsley today, the meeting would not have been held until this time.

Facing the enthusiasm of his colleagues, Kingsley was a little absent-minded.

Kingsley finally left the office after declining invitations to three receptions on the grounds that he urgently needed to go home and rest.

But after that, Kingsley didn't go home directly as he said, but sneaked to an uninhabited corner. After using the magic spell to confirm that there was no one around, and there was no monitoring spell , he finally took out a gold Galleon from his pocket.

Kingsley arched his body, and carefully rubbed his thumb clockwise on the Galleon.

When rubbing the third circle, the fire dragon pattern on the surface of Jin Gallon suddenly twisted, and finally formed a pattern of two hands holding together. At the same time, under the pattern, several miniature Letters - Together!
"Hello? Hello! Can anyone hear me?"

Kingsley deliberately lowered his voice and said to the gold coins. While talking, his eyes were still spinning, looking around.

"Go ahead."

An indistinct male and female voice came from inside the gold coin, and upon hearing this, Kingsley became agitated. He stretched out his tongue and quickly moistened his chapped lips, and said softly:
"The plan is successful, Chris Flint will go to France tomorrow at the latest!"

"understood."

The male and female voice sounded again, and immediately after, the blue light flashed on the gold coin in Kingsley's hand, and those patterns returned to their original shape.

Seeing this, Kingsley heaved a long sigh of relief. After carefully putting the gold coin into his pocket, he straightened up and left the corner with a relaxed expression.

Next he was going to keep his promise to his colleagues and go home and get some rest.

After all, maybe tomorrow, the entire Ministry of Magic will be in disarray.

Until then, there are still countless jobs waiting for him to do!

Thinking of this, Kingsley's black face suddenly grinned, revealing his two rows of scary white teeth, and hummed a song that no one could understand.

At the same time, in the secret territory of the Freemasonry, Penello put down the gold coin in his hand with a solemn expression.

Kingsley, as an undercover agent placed by the Freemasons within the Ministry of Magic, has perfectly completed his mission.

Encourage Chris to go to France to second the Auror unit.

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

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

After all, Kingsley's abilities in front of the Freemasons and others in the past were not strong, and his own luck was even worse.

Unexpectedly, Kingsley succeeded this time!
Taking a deep breath, Penello suppressed his inner excitement and quickly left the room. After walking through a long corridor, he finally stopped in front of a pair of huge black stone gates carved with dragon patterns.

This is the meditation room that Victor specially prepared for Mike. It is equipped with a lot of magic restrictions. In addition to increasing the effect of meditation to a certain extent, it can also be used as a temporary safe house at critical moments.

In the past few days, in order to maintain the strongest state at all times, Mike stayed in this meditation room to meditate 24 hours a day. Except for a very small number of people including Penello, no one else had permission to enter it.

"Puff!~"

There was a strange sound of mechanical transmission, and several mechanical arms with probes at the tip stretched out from the door, twisting and twisting towards Penello's face, and following their movements, magical auras suddenly appeared. Emerged, recognizing Penello's face.

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

"Visitor: Confirmed by Penelope Clearwater, Level [-] authority has confirmation... Welcome, Miss Clearwater."

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

What appeared in front of Penello at this moment was a huge and empty closed space, which was completely made of anti-magic materials without any furniture, and Mike was sitting cross-legged in the very center of the space, with his head bowed in meditation shape.

Seeing this, Penelope got a bad taste, took off his shoes, and carefully came to Mike's side, ready to scare him.

But just as she was about to yell, she heard Mike, who lowered his head, say:

"Penello, what's the matter?"

"Yes, there is indeed something." Penello said angrily, "Kingsley just contacted me, saying that the plan has succeeded?"

Mike raised his head slowly and opened his eyes.

The huge magical power condensed from long-term meditation has not yet dissipated, making his eyes filled with faint blue light, which makes people daunting.

Immediately afterwards, the corners of Mike's mouth began to rise slowly, and at the same time, the whole person stood up floating in an extremely strange posture and chuckled lightly:

"Really? Next, it's our turn to play!"

(End of this chapter)