HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 224 Negotiations
Aya's figure appeared from the public fireplace on the street where the Ministry of Magic was located. After taking a few steps forward, she was almost immediately overwhelmed by the crowd.

People around pushed and shoved her, and she was carried forward uncontrollably by the flow of people, barely touching the ground.

"Stop squeezing!"

"Don't squeeze the ones behind!"

There were constant curses from both sides, and Aya was so crowded that it was almost hard to breathe.

Suddenly, she felt her back collar being pulled up by a force, and her whole body was lifted out of the crowd from above, then continued upward, and landed on a terrace beside the street.

The emptiness around her made her breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at the person who was helping her.

"Thank you," she said.

"You're Ikessus' younger sister, I just saw you at the mutual aid meeting."

"Yes, yes." Aya was a little nervous when she remembered what her sister had explained.

"Your sister is really a kind person." The man looked down at the crowded street, "If it wasn't for her, it would be Dill who stood up and led the team this time."

"Is there a problem?" Aya didn't understand what he meant.

"Don't you know?" The man gave her a strange look, "The most dangerous person in this negotiation is the leader. No matter what happens afterwards, the person who led the uprising will be marked as Unstable risk factors will be eliminated later.”

"You, how do you know this?" Aya wondered.

"Because I was in charge of this aspect of affairs before I was expelled from the Ministry of Magic. Wait, she didn't tell you anything, did she?" The man seemed to have discovered something, and closed it after saying "sorry" Mouth, it looks like it won't talk anymore.

"Then does she know? Does my sister know what you said?" Aya ignored him and asked eagerly.

"She knows, that's why I said that she is very brave..." The man turned his back at last, left the terrace and walked back to the room, leaving Aya to look at the Ministry of Magic building not far away.

There was another wave of magic power coming from the pocket, and Aya took out the mirror.

"Please point the mirror towards the parade," Itana said.

"Say, she'll be fine." Aya murmured after doing so, not expecting Itana to answer.

"Under normal circumstances, nothing will happen now." Itana said truthfully.

"When will it be?"

"It depends on the judgment ability of those decision makers." Itana said again: "I can't see the mirror if I lift it up a little."

Aya slightly raised her wrist to adjust the angle of the mirror, and she stared at the Ministry of Magic building for a moment.

"According to the lowest possible estimates, it is estimated that in 1960, there will be another half million werewolves in the UK. I don't think this will be good news for you, or for the whole world."

The voice of Ikessus rang clearly in everyone's ears through the blessing of the loud voice. Some people were not very good at mathematics and had already been stunned early. They only felt that the woman spoke clearly and logically, as if it made sense.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "I support the wolfbane suppression plan. I don't want myself or my family and friends to become werewolves for no reason!"

These few people were inserted by the Werewolf Mutual Aid Association long ago, and their role was to cooperate with Ikessus at this time.

To put it simply, it's Tom.

Under the guidance of these people, wizards also began to support the crowd. Some of them had werewolves among their relatives and friends, and some had a simple sense of justice.

There is a faint aroma in the air.

The echoing vocals intensified.

"Come out and give me an explanation!"

"Don't hide in it as if you don't know!"

"How did you get to be a minister!"

The eyes of many people are slightly cloudy, and the closer they are to Ikessus, the more so.

Aya in the distance was a little scared.

She felt that things were sliding toward an inevitable abyss.

At this time, the confinement of the Ministry of Magic opened, and a middle-aged man whom Itana had seen several times appeared behind the door.

His chestnut curly hair is neatly combed, his nose is high, and his eyes are deep-set and have obvious dark circles.

He is Minister Nelson.

Seeing his appearance, the crowd immediately became agitated.

"Give us an explanation!"

"Nelson!"

"How many years have you ignored this threat! You don't really think that everything will be fine!"

Nelson glanced over the excited crowd, and finally set his sights on Ikessus.

He vaguely remembered this woman, and he also attended that graduation ceremony as a parent, so he had a good impression of the girl who was on stage at that time.

She looked pretty much the same then as she does now.

It turned out that she had also become a werewolf. No wonder, he had doubts before that such a graduate would make other achievements even if he didn't enter politics.

"I really underestimated your threat." Nelson stared at Ikesses without changing his face, "How many werewolves can you raise behind your back, and the ones who appeared here today are probably only one-third of your entire group. Come on, that's really scary."

Even if all the people here are arrested, there will be a hidden bomb left behind.

"Your request is—"

"Amend the bill to give werewolves the same opportunity to work, set up a project to suppress and clear wolf's poison, and..."

"Hmm... the details are open to discussion, how about we go to the office and talk slowly?" Nelson suggested, reaching out and making a gesture of invitation.

Ikessus smiled lightly, "No, I want to explain this in public here, so that everyone can feel more secure."

Another round of echoes followed immediately.

Nelson took a small breath, "Move the table over here."

Someone moved immediately behind him, and after a while, a set of seats was moved out, Nelson and Exusus sat down respectively, and the flashes of the magic cameras on both sides flashed together.

So, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, they began to draw up the agreement between you and me.

Aya breathed a sigh of relief while watching with trepidation. Since it can be discussed, there is really no possibility of directly fighting.

They were correct in their assessment of the Minister for Magic, who indeed should avoid direct violence as much as possible.

Time passed by, and as the sun gradually sank towards the west, dusk enveloped the street, and the faces of the two were obviously tired.

Nelson was amazed at this woman's acuity and firm will, always pointing out the hidden points of problems in the agreement in time, forcing him to use his energy to deal with it.

They drew up terms that were almost entirely in favor of the werewolves.

"If there is no problem, then sign it."

Ikessus smiled tiredly, she was clearly unable to cope with the old fritters who had been in politics for many years for so long.

Nelson nodded and picked up his pen.

Not far away, in a building next to the street, a window opened.

Someone stood there, looking down.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and a spark flickered in the dimly lit window.

He stood for a moment, bent down, took out the things in his pockets, and put them on the window.

boom--

A cold, unfamiliar voice exploded over the street.

Everyone's heart beat violently at this moment.

In the eyes of hundreds of people, the woman in a purple dress with long hair and high hair covered her chest, and her body was surrounded by a broken armor body.

Bright red liquid oozed from between her fingers. The woman smiled and pressed her red finger to the signature of the agreement, next to Nelson's name.

Then, under Nelson's stunned gaze, Ikessus slowly fell down, leaning her head on the table, as if she had fallen asleep.

　I'm going to practice, there are too many things to do, I'm sorry everyone, I can only update it as I like, so I don't need to waste the monthly pass on me, just throw me in the corner of the bookshelf, maybe it will be over in a month or two Woolen cloth?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)