The upright and handsome man with short flowing hair yawned while arranging his suit, which was made of fine material but had some wrinkles and stains. After drinking the coffee brought by his hand. He asked casually.
"have they gone?"
The secretary, who is stylishly dressed and has a sexy figure, but looks a bit old, has a wanton smile on her face: "I'm leaving. I left last night looking gray and gray."
Frowning, I felt the slight sourness in my mouth after the mellow aroma, as well as the slightly uncomfortable drowsiness.
"Tsk, hell, this coffee tastes really bad."
"The coffee doesn't taste bad, it's just that you don't like it."
"So next time you should prepare wine for me."
"Drink? I don't want a civil servant from the Ministry of Magic to come in and report to you and see a drunk Minister of Magic."
The man opened his mouth to retort. But the woman continued without mercy: "You know how drunk you are."
The man stopped talking. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I don't think Luke Gunter left in a gray state."
The words of the Minister of Magic made the woman frown slightly, with a thoughtful look on her face.
The Minister of Magic did not urge him and yawned listlessly again. Then he twisted his body awkwardly. Still couldn't help but curse: "Ask the purchaser to change the coffee, Merlin's beard! This coffee makes me weak!"
Facing his complaint, the secretary ignored it at all. After a moment, he seemed to understand something: "You mean, Luke Gunter has only been in France for a few days, and he has already obtained all the benefits he deserves." ?”
"He should have even figured out a lot of things, and by the way... took a grudge."
There was a smile on the face of the Minister of Magic: "I don't know if he saw our shadow from behind. But many people should be targeted by him."
"You and I have heard of his philosophy. There is no need to be impatient. He and some people, no matter how they hide it now, will eventually stand on opposite sides."
"We are the ones who stand together."
There was a confident smile on his face.
"So you want to settle some things before you contact him? At least get all the rights you should have?"
The secretary looked at the minister who was stretching, and asked with a confused look on his face: "But this is not necessary. If I involve him, it will not be a good thing."
"What we want...is not the kind of result that can be negotiated."
Her expression was quite serious, and there was a hint of vague suspicion in her eyes as she looked at the minister.
The minister lay beside the window, took a deep breath, and then said with a smile: "Don't look at me like that. I didn't mean that."
"It's true that we and he seem to be on opposite sides. But that's not entirely true. Luke Gunter needs a target. And we need a target."
"Luke Gunter, this boy who may be an outlier among the nobles, is simply a perfect target."
When he said this, the minister's eyes showed greed.
Like a hungry beast seeing fresh blood. He wanted to swallow the boy. But no. The boy now is like a little wolf still living in a pack of smelly puppy dogs.
There are also a group of big dogs around him who regard him as one of the same kind.
It would be unwise to do it now.
"Take your time, take your time. The lions and tigers haven't made any move yet. We leopards, hyenas and the like should stay quiet for a while."
There was a gentle smile on his face. But the secretary still caught a hint of madness in his eyes.
Her brows wrinkled slightly, as if she was considering something.
………………
"Luke Gaunt and Dumbledore left overnight?"
It was still a magical shadow, but this time, Louis did not appear again. The only ones here are his employers.
"We haven't had time to do anything yet."
It can be heard that the man wearing the top hat is very unwilling.
"Fortunately, we didn't do anything... We still despised Dumbledore a bit..."
Another phantom shook his head and said: "You can easily extinguish such fierce fire... Don't tell me that you have forgotten how terrible the magic of fierce fire is."
When he said this, everyone present was embarrassed and no one dared to speak.
At most, it was just a couple of hums.
This is indeed no joke. With that level of fierce fire, once they are fully formed, they all know what consequences it will have.
"The other party is the Saint. It's normal to set fire to us and Paris. Maybe the Saints internally regard 'burning Paris' as an achievement."
This voice sounds very young. After he spoke, all the other shadows fell silent. And this kind of silence is not the kind of respectful waiting for the other party to express his opinion. It's closer to turning a blind eye.
After the silence lasted for a period of time, the excited figure calmed down and leaned on the chair looking slumped.
Finally, a deep voice broke the awkward silence.
"We don't understand much about young people's things. However, little guy, although I don't understand what you are talking about, it is better to stay away from Muggle things."
The young man shrugged noncommittally. No unnecessary response.
"Well, first of all, Louis betrayed us and took Gaunt's side."
The deep voice suddenly gave everyone a big surprise.
"Is this guy crazy? We have so many clues about him..."
A shadowy figure stood up from the chair and let out a shocking cry.
"As you know, it's not like he doesn't have any dirty information about us. Everyone is cleaner than the other."
The young man spoke in a bored tone.
Look at these shadows in front of you. The young man with shiny silver hair smiled ruthlessly and tapped his chair with his wand.
Then he straightened up, stretched and said, "Isn't Louis cleaner than you? Aren't all the stains on his body caused by you?"
He shook his head disdainfully, then stood up and said with a smile: "I really thought I could be your dog for the rest of my life. You'd better be careful now, lest you get stabbed in your back yard."
With that said, he turned around and walked towards the table not far away.
There, there is a game console...
The standing figure started a long speech to the languid figure of the young man, starting from their natural nobility, their natural justice, and finally the status of the elders of these people in front of them. He began to scold this young man for his bias again...
"Don't always think that those Muggle things are good! Luke Gaunt is barely the same age as you, but what are they doing..."
"alright!"
The originally deep voice suddenly spoke loudly.
The phantom that stood up immediately fell silent, stopped talking, and sat back on the chair.
The shadow with a deep voice glanced at the shadow of the silent and motionless young man, a little confused, but still nodded.
"There is progress in Qi nourishing skills..."
He grunted, but didn't say much. Instead, he said to the phantoms in front of him: "We no longer have any initiative. Without Louis, we can pull the other gloves that are being cultivated." Come out and give it a try.”
"We can't stop doing what we need to do. Luke Gunter helped us find out some clues about the Saints. I don't need to say more about the dangers of the Saints. So, Saints, clean up the Saints first."
His voice took on a cold and chilling flavor. So those people stopped being perfunctory and nodded seriously.
Although their organization is very loose, there is nothing mandatory. However, it is impossible for everyone in an organization to have completely equal rights to speak in a true sense.
It was as if the young man was about to be reprimanded. But as a young man, or even a child, Luke was treated like a formidable enemy.
"At the same time... we have to investigate the Strange family."
He changed the topic and shifted the focus of the question to Strange.
"Old Vaughn has his own problems. News of his death spread throughout the French aristocratic circles in the past few years. But in the end it ended with him annihilating the rebels in his family..."
Having said this, the shadow let out a mocking laugh.
"But I don't believe at all that nothing happened to him, and he still had the intention to pretend to be sick and go fishing."
"You mean, he was really about to die that time, but what method did someone use to cure him, or... extend his life?"
A soft female voice sounded and asked in a doubtful tone.
The shadowy figure with a deep voice nodded and said, "I saw it with my own eyes at that time. He was really about to die. There is no doubt about it."
"Coupled with his overly active contact with Luke this time, I think it should be..."
He didn't finish his words, but everyone guessed what he meant...
"Vaughn needs the Philosopher's Stone to stay alive...otherwise he will die..."
An old voice helped him complete the second half of the sentence, but his tone was full of hesitation when speaking.
"Did he get the Sorcerer's Stone!?"
He suddenly said with some surprise and uncertainty.
His words stunned many people.
But the next moment someone made an excuse to refute.
"Even if Old Vaughn really hands over his granddaughter, he still won't be able to exchange for the Sorcerer's Stone..."
This is said rather euphemistically.
So someone laughed sarcastically and said, "What's the use of giving the Philosopher's Stone to Old Vaughan and marrying his granddaughter? Can you still inherit the family property?"
Everyone present felt a little funny and shook their heads.
Luke Gunter would never hand over something like the Philosopher's Stone to a girl he met for the first time. Or the kind that can only be exchanged for one girl.
If Luke Gunter was really so easy to deal with, they wouldn't have to beat around the bush. Who doesn't have a few beautiful juniors in his family?
If you can really get a magic stone, you can have whatever you want. Even if you don't have one at home, there is no problem at all in recognizing one as an adopted daughter from outside.
But with smiles and smiles, everyone fell silent...even though they felt that as long as they were not fools, they would not make such a decision.
but……
"So check it carefully, whether you really got it or not. There must be something wrong with old Vaughn who was not anxious in the face of Luke's departure..."
"And it must be related to lifespan..."
The deep voice spoke again. But this time, whether it was an illusion or not, he felt that these people's breathing was much heavier.
Looking at their reactions, he nodded imperceptibly.
That's the kind of reaction you want.
"Since everyone has no objections, let's do it."
……………………
On the ferry.
"Who do you think exposed our whereabouts?"
Dumbledore frowned and asked strangely. He did have a guess, but this guess was a bit... too incredible.
After hearing his question, Luke pursed his lips and touched his chin, then shook his head helplessly and said, "To be honest, I was suspicious of the Tin Man at first."
"But after careful recollection, I feel that this powerful Tin Man may not be the real murderer."
"The location of the Kane family's apartment is not that bad. But judging from the fact that the other party can find Nico's home, it's not completely impossible."
Dumbledore nodded in agreement. He also believed that the suspicion of Kidd in front of him could not be completely ruled out...but...
"But after thinking about it carefully, I suddenly discovered that there is another person who is very suitable to betray us. They may even pretend to be Kidd and betray us. After all, the Ministry of Magic of any country cannot be underestimated in the true sense, right? "
The Ministry of Magic represents order. This alone represents enough power.
"But... six Aurors died..."
Dumbledore shook his head.
Luke sneered: "In the eyes of some people, sixteen Aurors may not be as valuable as my life."
It's cruel, but it's not a mouthful.
"But..." Luke took a deep breath, "I'm really confused. I don't know what benefit this will do to him."
Luke was genuinely confused. Because...there is absolutely no need to do such a thing.
He couldn't figure out what the other party's purpose was.
"To be honest, I'm also wondering. If it's him, I can't figure it out."
Dumbledore frowned and said, "But even if he didn't reveal the information, he definitely contributed to it."
"Those two teams of Aurors are not elite...and they did come a little too late."
So, the old man and the young man, who were leaning on the railing and looking at the boundless sea, frowned in synchrony, showing a thoughtful look.
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Gemma, who was lying on a lounge chair basking in the sun, looked at the two people in the distance. Although one is her arrogance and the other is her boss.
Gemma, who was smiling slightly from a distance, heard this conversation.
"Professor, why do we have to take the boat back?"
"Emm, it's not in a hurry anyway. You know, when I go back to school, there will be a lot of work waiting for me."
"Oh, you just want to touch fish for a while, right?"
"...You can also say that!"
