Chapter 165 Older Generation
The door that had not been closed when Walder left suddenly closed a few seconds later. The room where Marn had lived for a short period of time fell silent. Everyone knew what would happen outside.No sound came in at all. Old Walder must have used magic to isolate this place.
Margery felt a little sad, but she also knew that she had to do this, otherwise many of her own people would die.Esther walked to her and pulled her to sit on the bed.
A few minutes later, when he sensed that the magic attached to the door disappeared, Ma En walked over and quietly opened a gap. There was one less person on the originally full long table, but the one sitting on Walder's left was still there.
Except for Walder, everyone was filled with indignation, with ugly expressions on their faces, and said ugly or regretful words. However, no one knew how true or false they were, except Margaery, who was just After taking a quick glance to make sure that nothing had slipped through the net, he turned off the mental "switch" he had set.
"Margaery, have their mentality changed?"
"Some are scared, some are angry. Specific changes will take time. Who knows the outcome... The guy who wants to confess is extremely fanatical, which makes people a little confused."
"I don't know what kind of magic Old Walder used, but it's quite clean, not even a speck of dust left."
Hermione finally answered after being confused for a while: "It must be the Fire Curse. His Fire Curse is very powerful. I learned it from him."
"How powerful is it?"
"The milky white flame is so beautiful."
Ma En: "..."
When the people outside finished the meeting and left, it was almost 11:30. Wald came over and invited them to go upstairs to the restaurant to have dinner together. This time Margaery discovered more rebels and spies, totaling more than 300 people. There are more than a dozen in the wizard's restaurant.
Following her guidance, Walder wrote down the names of the people he hadn't discovered one by one. This time, he didn't make any noise. Instead, he called over a trustworthy subordinate and asked him to arrange for people to keep an eye on these people and look for opportunities to plot against those on the other side. A wave of people.
"You've already made people infiltrate into fishing nets, so you're not in a hurry." Ma En said and wiped his mouth.
"I should have warned you when you were little, not to talk when you are chewing something or the corners of your mouth are dirty." Before Walder could move the knife and fork, he raised his head and glanced at Ma En before saying.
Ma En's body froze, and he suddenly recalled the fear of being dominated as a child.
"Forget it, you have grown up, just pay attention to some etiquette in the future. Although these things are tedious, they are always useful."
After saying this, Wald took up what Ma En just said: "As long as the high-level people are not infiltrated, it doesn't matter how many people are infiltrated at the middle and bottom levels. We can use these people to exploit them in turn. Of course, the premise is that you have to master this." Learn how to identify the identity and whereabouts of helpers, this is the wisdom of the older generation."
"But Margaery's identity and ability were still leaked out, and some of your senior officials were also instigated to rebel just now."
Walder gestured with his fingers: "The war in the wizarding world is not very similar to the Muggle world. It is nothing more than various strategies, army training, number of people, spies and so on, but there are also differences. War in the wizarding world should be more about secrecy than head-on conflict. Once a head-on conflict occurs, you must either leave the scene quickly or resolve it quickly, otherwise one side will be completely wiped out."
"Secret? Then you are going to attack the French Ministry of Magic?"
"There is no way. Most of the people present are British wizards, Britain and France...you should understand that they are going to fight anyway, and France is so close to Britain. Hitting anyone is not a fight. It is just a warning to them."
"Then you were so happy when I brought Beauxbatons School back and gave me the house and the land. Don't say it was Dumbledore's idea. It's okay to deceive others. You must have bought it."
Walder mixed a little pasta on a plate to make it uniform, and then said: "These guys who claim to be nobles are only a minority after all. If you take Beauxbatons away, it is equivalent to more than 80.00% of those nobles. Of course I’m happy to be a polished commander, I don’t lack the money, and I have an idea.”
"Forget it, Old Walder, the wizarding world is in a state of turmoil when you have an idea. Now you have another idea. Who can stand this?" Marn said after helping Esther cut some meat and handed it over.
He shrugged: "Just a simple idea."
"Okay, can you tell us?"
"I want to build a wizarding city near Hogsmeade, what do you think?"
Ma En briefly thought about a group of wizards flying around in the sky and said: "It's impossible. Wizards are a group of free-spirited guys. They are willing to crowd together now because of safety reasons. If you let them crowd together in peacetime, , I’m afraid these people will cause trouble every day, I think you can build a small town at most.”
"Then build a huge garden-style town. It doesn't matter if the people live sparsely, as long as the number is about the same..."
Just when Ma En was about to continue complaining, he saw a sudden flash of sparks in the sky. Fox fell from the ceiling and handed it to Walder with a letter in his mouth.
Walder opened the letter gently, glanced at the letter, then looked up at Marn, then at the letter, then at Marn...
After repeating it twice, Ma En finally couldn't help it anymore: "What's going on? What do you always see me doing?"
"Well...a bit of unfortunate news..."
"what news?"
"Did you entrust the newly acquired phoenix to Harry's care before you left?"
"Yes, there are also Cassandra and a bunch of cats, all handed over to him. What, has something happened to Patrick?"
"It's not a big deal..."
"Then you should tell me, I'm worried to death." Ma En said impatiently, looking at Walder who was constantly trying to sell things off in front of him.
"Maybe the food Mr. Potter fed it was not to your liking, or maybe something made it angry. Your bird set Gryffindor Tower on fire, and I don't know why the fire couldn't be put out but could only be restricted." , three dormitories are burning now, two professors are controlling the fire, Dumbledore wants you to go back as soon as you have time."
Ma En looked at Fox who was lying on the table. He felt that this man was not waiting for a reply, but was waiting for him...
"Then if you didn't tell me earlier...you still have to wait a little longer..."
"I just feel that it won't spread for a while anyway, so I'm not in such a hurry. I want you to finish your meal first."
"Forget it, I'll eat it when I come back later..." Ma En casually grabbed Fox's paw and disappeared from the dining table.