"You are really arrogant and domineering."
An ordinary-looking male wizard said with emotion as he passed by this inconspicuous wizard's apartment hidden among Muggle apartment buildings.
After all, he was just a British noble, but outside the house where he lived, there were actually two teams of French Auror guards.
Looking at the Aurors who were pretending to be nonchalant but actually raising their vigilance to the highest level, the wizard sneered.
Then he walked swaggeringly from a coffee shop on the side, covering his face with a newspaper and wary of the Aurors around him.
Leaving the apartment where Luke and the others were located behind, the wizard waved the wand in his hand and disappeared directly.
The next moment, he appeared in a small forest. Not far away, there were three wizards standing there. One is a female wizard with a slim figure and a beautiful face, with long red wavy hair spread behind her. Holding a small mirror in her hand, she was touching up her makeup. The other two were wizards, one sitting on a tree stump, playing with a wand that was about half the length of a normal wand. Another one was lying on a thick branch, sleeping with his eyes closed.
At the first moment when the ordinary-looking wizard appeared, although the three people were still doing their own things, the red-haired witch seemed very dissatisfied with her makeup and rummaged through her bag for new lipstick. The wand in the wand wizard's hand seemed to have made a mistake and flew out. He glanced at the wizard who interrupted him fiercely, then stood up to pick up his wand.
The one who was lying on the tree and taking a nap opened his eyes with an impatient look. After discovering that the ordinary-looking wizard had returned, he immediately committed suicide. He supported his head with his own hands and lay on his side on the branch. He smiled lazily and said, "You're back? How was the investigation?"
As soon as he spoke, the witch took out her lipstick, and the wizard finally picked up his wand.
Seeing their reactions, the ordinary-looking wizard showed a satisfied smile.
"You are much more vigilant than the Aurors."
As he spoke, he walked towards the direction of the three of them.
"Okay, everyone, come over and have a meeting."
So the other two on the ground put away their things, and the one on the tree jumped down.
"How many Aurors are there?"
The wizard on the tree asked straight to the point.
"Two teams, not too much, but it doesn't make sense to count this."
After finding a tree stump and sitting down, the ordinary-looking wizard shook his head and said, "Dumbledore is in that room."
The scene fell into silence for a while.
After a while, the wand wielding wizard tentatively asked: "So the plan is cancelled?"
As soon as these words came out, the scene became even quieter. Although I wanted to refute it, there seemed to be no reason to refute it. Everyone is gathered here not to die.
However, after a long time, the ordinary-looking wizard still shook his head and said: "We can't give up so easily. It's a pity to give up like this after finally getting the news. And the leader over there has been replaced recently. This was the last message that man could pass on to us."
"If we miss this opportunity, we will either choose to completely withdraw from France, or we will really die slowly."
The lazy wizard lying on the tree nodded: "I definitely have to give it a try. But..."
The laziness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and he stared at the ordinary-looking wizard with a pair of sharp eyes.
"Since you dare to say it, Larko, you must have an idea."
Larko, the ordinary-looking wizard, nodded and said: "Actually, there are few ways that I can think of. The first one is naturally to find when Dumbledore and the kid were separated, and then take this opportunity to raid the kid. Kid. Carry out the assassination."
"It will be very simple if we execute this plan."
"Vidal and Yangna, you two are responsible for clearing out those two teams of Aurors." Larko first pointed at the wand player and the witch, then he pointed at himself and the lazy wizard, "Jans and I , responsible for breaking in and killing people."
The plan is simple, but quite practical. The other three people nodded. This level of difficulty was indeed not difficult based on their strength.
But James still shook his head and said: "But it takes too much time."
When Dumbledore and Luke Gaunt separated, so many things happened immediately. Now, even if Dumbledore was really in a hurry and wanted to leave, that boy would probably follow Dumbledore closely.
After all, he was just an eleven or twelve-year-old child. After experiencing these things, it was already good to not be frightened, let alone think about leaving Dumbledore again.
"Yes, that's the problem with this plan."
Larco said with a serious face: "The chance is very small. To be honest, if I were Dumbledore, I would never leave Luke Gunter easily again. Don't think that this kind of thing happened to Dumbledore No panic at all.”
Of course Dumbledore would panic. As long as he still chooses to play games based on the rules, he is doomed to have to work hard to compete with those nobles. Because those nobles themselves are the makers of the rules. Dumbledore always regarded himself as a person within the rules. This is his greatest weakness.
This is not his own statement, but the statement of the adult they admire.
No one knew Dumbledore better than that one man.
"So our second plan is..." He looked at the three people around him mysteriously, "actively lure Dumbledore away."
The scene fell into silence again. A crow flapped its wings and landed on the tree branch where James was lying, looking curiously at the four people below. After that, it seemed that only the sound of Lin Tao was left in the woods.
And where the four of them were sitting around, they could hear each other's breathing in silence.
After a long time, Yangna showed a bored expression: "So we still have to wait for the opportunity, right?"
"Hey, hey, at least listen to my plan!"
Larko looked helpless, and then he was ready to talk about his plan.
But before he could speak, he was mercilessly interrupted by Jens stretching out a hand.
"Don't speak for now, Larko. Keep your plan in mind first and then go through it. Everyone can guess the best outcome. You don't need to say this. You need to think about your plan first if there is any problem. , what will be our ending.”
Larko did not speak, but frowned and thought for a while.
After a moment, he nodded and said: "I'm sure. Even if something goes wrong in the plan, I'm sure you can escape unscathed."
After hearing Larko's words, there was no expression of joy on Jens's face, but more helplessness.
"Why are you so persistent? The rest of us say it's a lot less, but even if it's more, it's really not much. Every old man is a precious treasure. We really can't afford to lose it."
"According to my opinion, it doesn't matter even if we choose to give up France. Our plan is already proceeding step by step..."
"That plan that has no chance of success at all?"
Larko interrupted Jens with a sarcastic tone.
"Wake up, James. The person who made this plan has other plans. Don't comfort yourself with the cakes he drew. According to their plan, how many years will it take to pursue them step by step?"
"Five years? Eight years? Ten years?"
"Time waits for no one, James."
Larco said in an almost heartbroken tone: "You want to ask me why I am so persistent? It's very simple!"
He reached into his pocket and took out an iron triangle with a circle in the lower middle and an iron rod standing in the center.
This is the symbol of the Deathly Hallows. Triangular invisibility cloak, round resurrection stone, long stick Elder Wand.
This was supposed to be a sacred sign. Because it symbolizes one of the oldest legends in the wizarding world.
But later, this logo seemed to become a certain person's logo and became exclusive to a certain organization.
Just like the name of this organization, it initially only represented people who believed in and pursued this legend. Later, it gradually became exclusive to this organization.
The name of this organization is 'The Saints'.
The name of the man they were following was Gellert Grindelwald!
And their slogan...
"For the greater good!"
In the woods, four firm and fanatical voices sounded.
As if frightened by their fanatical voices, the crow looking at them called out twice, then flapped its wings again and flew away. Like the first domino, after it, countless crows took off one after another, and the messy crows echoed through the sky.
The huge flock of crows covered the sky like dark clouds.
An old man walking his dog shook his head.
"These nasty crows! I don't know how they are packed into such a small forest."
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The room was extremely quiet. Everyone was looking at the little boy who looked to be eight or nine years old. He looked at him like a little adult, holding his chin with a calm and serious expression.
Dumbledore and Gemma looked as usual, drinking black tea, eating snacks, and enjoying their afternoon tea peacefully.
They are already used to this situation. At this point, they can still take care of Luke as a child in some small things, but in big things, they have learned not to affect Luke's own thinking.
In other words, they themselves have no influence. I just gave up the idea.
With a reserved smile on Mrs. Maxim's face, she looked at the little boy in front of her with a calm expression and an undercurrent in her heart.
The little child in front of him can actually influence his position as principal to a considerable extent. Compared to other school directors who already had a position in France, she was really unfamiliar with Luke, the new school director whose knowledge was limited to legends, and she couldn't figure out whether he had a position or was purely neutral.
Unlike Hogwarts, Nicolas Flamel and his wife are the main sponsors of Beauxbatons, and the opinions of the principal have a major influence on the position of the principal.
And she's not as detached as Dumbledore. Although the visit in front of me was a bit unexpected, it was really a helpless move.
Beauxbatons has never been monolithic.
It is difficult for people who have not been in contact with Luke to understand this contrast. He is obviously just a child, but he gives people a mature feeling from beginning to end.
Logically speaking, even if there is such a smart child, it would be difficult for others to take him seriously under normal circumstances. Because first of all, someone has to truly believe in this eleven or twelve-year-old child. But limited by the arrogance of adults, there must be only a few people who can think like this.
But Luke has the qualifications that make people have to pay attention to him and listen to his words. Because there are no elders above him. Moreover, the family's reputation is prominent enough and its legacy is substantial enough.
This is similar to Gan Luo. When Lu Buwei introduced Gan Luo to Qin Shihuang, his first words were.
"Do you remember Gan Mao, the second-in-command in the bureaucracy of Prime Minister Zuo? He has a grandson named Gan Luo. He is not very young, but he comes from a famous family. All the princes know this person."
Pretty much the same truth.
But unlike Gan Luo, Luke's power now accumulated by himself is enough for people to take him seriously.
Although most of the legacy is just kneaded together. But the good thing is that the people in charge of these people are truly our own people. There is no rush, no matter how short Luke’s time is, there will always be five or six years. This time is enough.
On the other side, the Delacour family of four looked at the scene in front of them and felt indescribably awkward. Mrs. Delacour and Mr. Delacour exchanged glances again. Both of them worked in the Ministry of Magic. Naturally, we know how amazing the majesty that power can bring to people.
But the power holder in front of him is really too young. Surprisingly small. She looks like a child not much older than my little girl...
Fleur looked at the principal who acted like a subordinate in front of Luke, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Logically speaking, this gesture cannot be seen by students. But now Fleur was not just her student, she was Luke's guest...a guest just like herself.
Mrs. Maxim has a strong personality and speaks her mind in school. Although she is polite to many people, she is only as polite as she should be.
But now, it's not just a matter of politeness.
Why is this?
As soon as this question popped up in Furong's mind, she gave an imitative answer.
At this moment, Luke, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
He smiled and said: "Mrs. Maxim, I support you in principle in continuing to serve as the principal of Beauxbatons."
There was no trace of relaxation on Madame Maxime's face. Because she knows that in principle, there are conditions.
"So there's something I'm not sure about here, and I want to discuss it with you."
Luke's sincere smile gave people the feeling of a little fox.
