The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

at the same time.

Inside the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards.

Old Harris lay weakly on the soft chair.

Iyeta, who was also wearing a nightgown, came over and helped old Harris massage his temples:

"You simply agreed to their invasion of the French magic world? I think you should try to persuade His Excellency Link Foley again."

"This is not an invasion, but revenge. The first party to do wrong is the French magic community." Old Harris closed his eyes and enjoyed, "Therefore, the Ministry of Magic of China is not guilty."

"Can……"

"No but. Maybe many people have taught you that the world is not black and white, and everything is very complicated. But I want to tell you, those are farting! This world is not black They are white! It’s just that the criterion for judging black and white is not the so-called morality or law, but power! The Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom is now powerful, so they are white, and they have to be white.

On the other hand, what about the French Ministry of Magic, even if they are really innocent? Who makes them weak? Just because they are weak, they must be black even if they are not black!

I don't care how many personal benefits the French Ministry of Magic has given you, but the words I said above must be branded into your mind with a branding iron, remember them forever, and never violate them! Otherwise, you are not qualified to inherit my position! "

Iyeta's whole body was stiff when she heard the words, but there was a trace of unwillingness in her eyes.

This insignificant little emotion was still captured by the old Harris.

He smiled and got up to get out of the way, and said to Iyeta:

"I know you are still not reconciled, how about this, I will give you the position now, how about you come and negotiate with Link Foley?"

Old Harris spoke easily, but Iyeta stepped back a few steps as if she was frightened at the moment, and her eyes were fixed on the full-body double-sided mirror not far away.

As a special double-sided mirror specially manufactured by the International Federation of Wizards to contact the Ministry of Magic of various countries, this full-length mirror is actually different from ordinary double-sided mirrors, and it is not specially bound, so it will not be used because of mirrors in other places. Damaged to cause its own failure.

But at this moment, the mirror in front of Iyeta has completely lost its spirituality.

The gray surface of the mirror, not to mention reflecting figures in front of other double-sided mirrors thousands of miles away, can't even be used as an ordinary mirror.

"This double-sided mirror was destroyed by the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China, thousands of miles away, by Link Foley using pure curse-like magic power. Do you know what this means?"

Old Harris explained with a sneer, "Since Link Foley can use the link between the double-sided mirrors to destroy the double-sided mirror, then naturally he can also use the link to directly transmit the magic formed by the cursed magic power Come here and kill us easily!

This is Chi Guoguo's death threat!

Now, do you still want me to persuade Link Foley again? "

Iyeta shook her head like a rattle, and said tremblingly:

"But...how is this possible? This kind of thing..."

"Nothing is impossible. Don't Muggles think it's incredible to see us wizards using magic? Seeing this situation, Link Foley has already been promoted to the mid-level legendary rank with the help of him. It's normal to be able to do such a thing."

Old Harris was still looking at the gray double-sided mirror while talking.

When the phantom of the giant beast next to Link rushed over, he really felt that he was going to be bitten to death in the next moment.

Just recalling the feelings at that time, the old Harris couldn't help but shudder.

"So what should we do now?"

Iyeta hugged him from behind and said.

Through the thin nightgown, old Harris could clearly feel Iyeta's plump body trembling.

Old Harris closed his eyes and raised his head, took a deep breath, suppressed the fear and anger in his heart and said:

"According to the currently known information, the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China should still be building a teleportation array for cluster space transition technology, and the attack will only start after the construction is completed. That is to say, we still have time. Huh! Our combat troops should have been mobilized, right?"

"Assembly? Do you want to?"

Iyeta said suddenly, "That Link Foley is so strong, you still plan to attack the Ministry of Magic?"

"No, it was just the original plan to attack the Ministry of Magic and wipe out the upcoming war in its cradle. Now that Link Foley has shown enough strength for us to respect, then we should naturally change the attack Target. I think the French Ministry of Magic would be a good choice, anyway, as long as we destroy them in advance, this upcoming war will also disappear, won't it?"

"But the French Ministry of Magic just sent us supplies worth more than 10 million Galleons a few hours ago, and asked us to impose military sanctions on the Chinese Ministry of Magic!"

"So what? We can't beat them because they paid them?"

Old Harris smiled and looked at Iyeta with an extremely strange look, "Please, the French Ministry of Magic is doomed to perish. Although Link Foley said that their goal is just to hide in the French magic world Voldemort's soul body is not the French Ministry of Magic, but the French Ministry of Magic will inevitably be attacked by them. In the face of Link Foley and Dumbledore, the two monsters, the French Ministry of Magic has no chance of winning.

That being the case, what's wrong with us annihilating the French Ministry of Magic one step ahead?

This allows us to continue to search for a round of French magic circles and strive for greater benefits.

Not only that, compared to the group of butchers and wizards who harbor hatred in the country, our troops are much more gentlemanly.

That way at least the poor French wizard would suffer a lot less.

oh! How merciful I am! "

While speaking, the old Harris had already changed into a navy blue dress and walked towards the space transmission elevator in the corner of the room.

And Iyeta, who was behind him, looked at his back with a look of horror.

Unlike most people who have done evil things.

Iyeta is self-aware.

From a long time ago, she has clearly realized that she is a shameless bitch with her uncle.

She is neither proud nor ashamed, and just maintains an indifferent attitude.

Anyway, this kind of thing is not a big deal in the aristocratic circle of Sky City.

But she didn't realize it until today, but compared to her cousin and uncle, she is as pure as a white lotus flower!

How could there be such shameless people in this world?

Obviously, he just had a friendly exchange with his allies, and it's fine to turn around and collect money and do nothing, but he wants to attack his allies immediately?

At this moment, Yiyeta felt that his already broken Three Views were once again crushed into powder.

"Iyeta! What are you still dawdling about? Change your clothes and follow me! This is a great opportunity to introduce you to military personnel."

The urging voice of old Harris woke Iyeta from the shock.

Although she felt a little disgusted from the bottom of her heart, the last words of old Harris made her nod instinctively.

Facing the greedy eyes of old Harris, Iyeta began to change clothes.

Her goal is to replace old Harris and become the next elder of the International Federation of Wizards. For this, she is willing to do anything!

"What a good boy."

Old Harris leaned against the door of the teleportation elevator and said with a smile.

He is in a pretty good mood now, even his dantian is still a little fiery.

Old Harris knew his body well, it hadn't recovered so quickly, so this wasn't pure carnal desire, but the expectation of profit.

As long as the French Ministry of Magic can be taken down first, then the last and most precious benefit in the French magic world can be harvested by him.

And after doing this, he can even still stand in the moral spotlight.

This feeling is really good.

As for whether this plan can be successful, whether the French Ministry of Magic can deal with these issues is completely out of his consideration.

Because there is no need to think about it at all.

In order to participate in the feast in front of him, he has gathered almost all the soldiers in Sky City, and the total number of troops has reached 500!

This number seems a bit shabby, but in fact, there are a total of 500 battle wizards with the strength of senior Aurors and a full set of the highest-tech equipment from the International Federation of Wizards!

The gathering of these 500 people would have swept everything in the Middle Ages and ruled the world!

In addition, they also have cluster space jump technology, which can be directly transmitted to the French Ministry of Magic for the beheading plan.

And in the name of the International Federation of Wizards, the French magic world can even be taken down without bloodshed!

"call--"

The more old Harris thought about it, the hotter he felt.

Before going to the French Ministry of Magic to fight, it's better to let off steam.

Anyway, there is plenty of time.

Thinking of this, he exhaled a hot breath, rubbed his hands and walked towards Iyeta, who was halfway through his clothes.

Iyeta also stopped dressing very cooperatively, and even gave old Harris a wink.

However, at this moment, the space teleportation elevator behind Old Harris turned on a red light.

This is the signal that someone is coming in the elevator.

Old Harris frowned when he saw this, and was about to use his elder's authority to shut down the use of this elevator.

But before he could make a move, the red light on the elevator panel turned into a green light.

"Ding!"

A crisp reminder sounded throughout the room.

Immediately after the elevator door opened, a Sky City combat wizard in a white battle uniform rushed in almost scrambling, panting, grabbed old Harris and said anxiously:

"Elder! Quick... run away!"

The half-undressed Iyeta screamed and hid behind the curtains.

Old Harris was also furious in his heart. He reached out and grabbed the arm of the person who came, and while pulling it out, he yelled angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I tell you to gather below and wait for orders? How dare you dare to resist..."

Old Harris' voice stopped abruptly.

Because he suddenly felt a warm and wet touch from the hand holding the battle wizard's arm.

He looked down instinctively, and saw that the white combat uniform on the battle wizard in front of him was being stained red with blood at an extremely fast speed.

Although the battle wizard was still yelling 'run away', his voice became weaker and weaker, and blood foam continued to spew out of his mouth when he spoke.

Old Harris was very pale.

Everything in front of him was telling him a fact.

Something big happened!

Old Harris' first reaction was a military coup!

It's not impossible.

Sky City is not a group of harmony, many people coveted the position of elders for a long time.

One of the most typical is Iyeta.

It's just that Yiyeta's methods are still mild, and she has always been thinking about taking over power smoothly.

But others, may not be so calm.

In addition, in order to crusade against the country or the French Ministry of Magic this time, he also took the initiative to gather all the military forces.

This is a godsend for military defectors!

The more old Harris thought about it, the more panicked he became, and the battle wizard who came to inform him howled and completely lost his voice in the arms of old Harris.

"He was a loyal man who deserved a better owner."

A regretful voice suddenly sounded.

"who!"

Old Harris yelled angrily and jumped up from the ground, holding a wand, leaning his back against the wall, and the magic power was constantly scanning the room.

But he scanned the entire room three times, but still found nothing abnormal.

"Mr. Harris, here I am, you can see me when you lower your head."

The weird sound sounded again, and it was very close to Old Harris.

Old Harris looked down at the source of the sound almost subconsciously, and saw the dead body of the Sky City battle wizard smiling at him at the moment.

With the last trace of blood disappearing from his face, old Harris sat slumped on the ground.

He has completely lost the will to resist.

This caused a look of disappointment to flash across the face of the battle wizard's corpse, he shook his head and said:

"Your performance disappointed me, Mr. Harris. I thought you should be a tough and personable person."

Old Harris' lips squirmed slightly, as if he wanted to refute, but in the end he just said dryly:

"Who are you?!"

"Me? I have had many names. At the beginning, people called me Tom Riddle. Later, I felt that this name didn't suit me at all, so I gave myself a new name, Voldemort."

The corpse smiled, looking a little shy and embarrassed, "Sorry, I made you laugh, 'Voldemort' is not a good name, right? It sounds a bit... well, how to describe it? In the words of one of my enemies For me, this is a bit too secondary.

Hehe, I was indeed immature at the time, that's why I made so many embarrassing things.

Fortunately, after that, I experienced a lot and learned a lot, gradually becoming mature.

So if it is now, you can call me 'Sir'. "

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