The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

at the same time.

Inside the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards.

Old Harris lay weakly on the soft chair.

Iyetta, who was also wearing a nightgown, came over, massaged old Harris’ temples and said:

"You simply agree with their invasion of the French magical world? I think you should perhaps try to persuade Mr. Link Foley again."

"This is not an invasion, but a revenge. The party that was at fault first was the French magical community." Old Harris closed his eyes and enjoyed it, "So, the French Ministry of Magic is not guilty."

"Can……"

"There is no but. Perhaps many people have taught you that the world is not black and white, and everything is extremely complicated. But what I want to tell you is that they are all bullshit! This world is not black and white. That is white! But the criterion for determining black and white is not the so-called morality or law, but power! The Ministry of Magic of China is now strong, so they are white, and they have to be if they are not.

On the other hand, as for the French Ministry of Magic, even if they are really innocent, so what?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 gives you, but you must burn the words I said above into your mind like a branding iron, remember them forever, and never violate them!Otherwise, you are not qualified to inherit my position! "

Iyetta's whole body stiffened when he heard this, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

This subtle little emotion was still captured by old Harris.

He stood up with a smile, moved his position, and said to Iyeta:

"I know you are still unwilling to give in. How about this, I will give up my position to you now, and you can negotiate with Link Foley later?"

Old Harris said it easily, but Ietta took several steps back as if she was frightened, and her eyes were fixed on the full-length 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. It is not specially bound, so it will not be affected by the effects of other mirrors. Damage results in its own failure.

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

The mirror was so gray that it couldn't even be used as an ordinary mirror, let alone reflect the figures in front of other double-sided mirrors thousands of miles away.

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

Old Harris sneered and explained, "Since Link Foley can use the link between the double-sided mirror to destroy the double-sided mirror, he can naturally use the link to directly transport the magic composed of cursed magic. Come here and kill us easily!

This is Chi Guoguo’s death threat!

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

Ieta shook her head like a rattle and said tremblingly:

"But...how is this possible? Such a thing..."

"Nothing is impossible. Wouldn't Muggles find it incredible to see us wizards using magic? Looking at this situation, Link Foley has been promoted to the middle legendary level with the help of "Dawn Potion". It is also impossible to do such a thing. It’s normal.”

While Old Harris was talking, he was still looking at the gray double-sided mirror.

When the giant beast next to Link just loomed towards him, he really felt that he was about to be bitten to death in the next moment.

Just thinking back to how he felt at that time, old Harris couldn't help but shudder.

"Then what should we do now?"

Ieta hugged him from behind and said.

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

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

"According to the currently known intelligence, the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China should still be building a teleportation array with cluster space jump technology. The attack will only start after the construction is completed. In other words, we still have time. Phew! Our combat troops should have been mobilized, right?"

"Assemble? You want to?"

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

"No, attacking the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China and nipping the upcoming war in the cradle was just the original plan. 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, right?"

"But the French Ministry of Magic just sent us supplies worth more than 1000 million gold galleons a few hours ago, and asked us to impose military sanctions on the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China!"

"So? Can't we beat them if they give us money?"

Old Harris smiled and looked at Ietta with an extremely strange look, "Please, the French Ministry of Magic is destined to be destroyed. Although Link Foley said that their goal is just to hide in the French magic world. The split soul of Voldemort is not the French Ministry of Magic, but the French Ministry of Magic will definitely be attacked by them. And facing these two monsters, Link Foley and Dumbledore, the French Ministry of Magic can be said to have 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 the French magic world and strive for greater benefits.

Not only that, but compared to the group of hateful butcher wizards from the Republic of China, our troops are much more gentlemen.

In this way, at least the poor French wizard will suffer much less.

oh!How merciful I am! "

As he spoke, Old Harris had already put on a navy blue dress and walked towards the space teleportation elevator in the corner of the room.

Behind him, Iyetta looked at his back with a horrified expression.

Unlike most people who do evil things.

Ijeta is self-aware.

She had clearly realized a long time ago that she was a shameless bitch who got involved with her uncle.

She was neither proud nor ashamed, she just had 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, she was as pure as a white lotus!

How could there be such shameless people in this world?

It was obvious that he had just had a friendly exchange with his allies, so he just turned around and collected money instead of doing anything, but he still wanted to attack his allies immediately?

At this moment, Iyeta felt that his already shattered outlook on life was once again crushed into powder.

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

Old Harris's urging woke Iyeta out of shock.

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

Facing Old Harris' greedy gaze, Iyetta began to change her clothes.

Her goal is to replace Old Harris as the next elder of the International Federation of Wizards, and for this, she is willing to do anything!

"What a good boy."

Old Harris said with a smile while leaning on the door of the space teleportation elevator.

He is in a pretty good mood right now, and his Dantian is even a little hot.

Old Harris understands his body, which has not recovered so quickly, so this is not purely carnal desire, but the expectation of benefits.

As long as he can capture the French Ministry of Magic first, he will be able to harvest all the last and most precious interests in the French magic world.

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

This feeling is really good.

As for whether this plan can be successful or whether the French Ministry of Magic can successfully solve these problems, it is completely outside his scope of consideration.

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

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

This number seems a bit shabby, but in fact, it is a full 500 combat wizards with senior Auror capabilities and a full set of the highest-tech equipment of the International Wizards Federation!

If these 500 people got together, they would be able to sweep through everything and rule the world in the Middle Ages!

In addition, they also have cluster space jump technology and can be directly transported into the French Ministry of Magic to carry out beheading plans.

And in the name of the International Federation of Wizards, it will even be possible to directly take over the French wizarding world without a single blow!

"call--"

The more Old Harris thought about it, the hotter his heart became.

Before actually going to the French Ministry of Magic to fight, it's better to vent a little.

Anyway, there is plenty of time.

Thinking like this, he exhaled a breath of hot turbid air, rubbed his hands and walked towards Ieta who was halfway putting on his clothes.

Iyetta also cooperated and stopped dressing, and even gave old Harris a wink.

However, at this moment, the space transfer elevator behind Old Harris lit up with 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 authority as an elder to shut down the use of this elevator.

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

"Ding!"

A crisp sound echoed throughout the room.

Immediately after the elevator door opened, a Sky City combat wizard wearing a white combat uniform rushed in almost rolling and crawling. Panting, he grabbed old Harris and said anxiously:

"Elder! Hurry...run away!"

The half-dressed Ieta screamed and hid behind the curtain.

Old Harris was also filled with anger. He reached out and grabbed the visitor's arm, pulled it out and yelled angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I ask you to gather below and stand by? You are so brave that you dare to resist..."

Old Harris's voice stopped abruptly.

Because he suddenly felt a warm, wet touch on the hand that was holding the fighting wizard's arm.

He instinctively looked down 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 shouting "Run away", his voice became weaker and weaker, and blood foam continued to spurt from his mouth as he spoke.

Old Harris looked extremely pale.

Everything in front of him was telling him a fact.

What a big deal!

Old Harris's first reaction was a military coup!

This is not impossible.

There is not a harmonious atmosphere in Sky City. Many people have been coveting the position of elder for a long time.

The most typical one is Ieta.

It's just that Iyetta's methods are quite mild, and her intention has always been to take over power smoothly.

But others may not be so calm.

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

This is a godsend opportunity for military mutineers!

The more Old Harris thought about it, the more panic he became, and the battle wizard who came to inform him howled and completely lost his voice in Old Harris's arms.

"He is a loyal man and deserves a better owner."

A regretful voice suddenly sounded.

"Who!"

Old Harris shouted angrily and jumped up from the ground, holding a wand and leaning against the wall, while his magic power continued to scan the room.

But he scanned the entire room three times and still found nothing unusual.

"Mr. Harris, I'm here, you can see me if you lower your head."

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

Old Harris almost subconsciously lowered his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw the body of the dead Sky City battle wizard smiling at him at this moment.

As the last trace of blood disappeared from his face, Old Harris collapsed on the ground.

He has completely lost the will to resist.

This caused a flash of disappointment to appear on the face of the battle wizard corpse. He shook his head and said:

"I am very disappointed in your performance, Mr. Harris. I originally thought you were a tough and personable person."

Old Harris' lips moved 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 first, others called me Tom Riddle. Later, I felt that this name was not worthy of me at all, so I gave myself a new name, Voldemort."

The corpse smiled, looking a little shy and embarrassed, "Sorry to make 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 To me, this is a bit too secondary.

Haha, I was indeed immature at the time, which is why I did so many embarrassing things.

Fortunately, after that, I experienced a lot, learned a lot of truths, and gradually became mature.

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