Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

There was a heated discussion going on in the conference room in the secret territory of the Freemasonry. Benjamin, Zhou Hong, Franklin and even the old nerd Victor all fought together, arguing with red faces.

Their topic today is the detailed preparations for the counterattack using the Vanishing Cabinet.

This should have been a fairly simple job, but everyone has their own opinions.

Among them, Mike, Franklin and others believed that Hogwarts was the best battlefield. After all, this place was used as insurance, and Dumbledore and other professors were not afraid of failure at all.

However, Zhou Hong, Benjamin and others did not think much of it. They thought that this would cause a large number of deaths among students, which was not cost-effective, because the students in Hogwarts could basically be regarded as their potential resources now.

Therefore, the vanishing cabinet must be moved as soon as possible, and the best place is of course the secret realm of Freemasonry, because this is the base camp of Freemasonry, and the massive magic restrictions and combat power reserves here are the advantages of himself and others.

Not surprisingly, this view was strongly refuted by Franklin et al.

The reason for the refutation is also that this is the base camp of Freemasonry. Because of this, if there are some accidents during the battle, such as the presence of Voldemort, then the joke will be a big one, and the entire Freemasonry Secret Realm will be destroyed!

Mike, who was sitting in the first seat, couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows when he saw the noisy look in front of him. He really didn't expect this matter to be so difficult to decide.

Then he took a deep breath and raised his wand.

"Shut up for me!"

Following Mike's roar, the conference room finally quieted down. Everyone covered their ears and looked at Mike in confusion.

"Don't be arguing, since Hogwarts and Freemasonry can't work, let's change positions."

"But," Benjamin said with a sullen face, "it's hard to find a place as closed and safe as Hogwarts and Freemasonry. If it were somewhere else, those Death Eaters would run away. "

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the rest of the people in the conference room also showed embarrassment.

And Mike shook his head and said:

"Have you forgotten that we still have a secret realm?"

"You mean Avery's Secret Realm?"

Benjamin's eyes suddenly lit up.

The secret realm that originally belonged to the Avery family has been placed with a lot of restrictions, and there is no need to fear the enemy to escape, and the best thing is that the ants in the secret realm are all surrendered to the Freemasonry, which means that they will It will add a lot of combat power. Even if Voldemort does appear at that time, they should be able to deal with each other by using the ants as cannon fodder!

Thinking of this, Benjamin was almost jumping up with excitement, and the Freemason members around him were obviously not stupid, and their faces also showed excitement.

Seeing this, Mike nodded, turned his head and continued:

"Then the choice of the battlefield is so decided, Benjamin, until the day before Christmas you have to move the vanishing cabinet to Avery's secret realm on time.

Franklin, you can start sending people into Avery's mysteries now, the more the better. "

"Got it, boss!"*2

Franklin and Benjamin said in unison, and then the two began to walk outside the conference room.

Mike in the conference room continued:

"Penello, it's time to slaughter the pigs we've been raising for so long. Go and contact the Muggle Prime Minister. I need his help."

Franklin and Benjamin stopped, while Penello shook his head in confusion:

"Sorry, what do you mean by help?"

"Force assistance, I need him to dispatch troops to help! Otherwise, what do you think I need? Band?"

"This... is not good?" Penello said with some embarrassment. "After all, this is a battle between wizards, let the Muggles come in..."

"listen to me!"

Penello's words were forcibly interrupted, and Benjamin, who was about to go back at the door, also gave up his plan to come back and persuade Mike.

Judging from what they knew about Mike, Mike had already made up his mind, so now they only had to execute the order.

Penello also nodded, took out a notepad and said:

"Then how many people are you going to ask for? Seriously, I don't think that Muggle Prime Minister will give you how many people. That guy is very shrewd."

"The more the better! It would be best if he could give me nuclear weapons!" Mike's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile, "As for your second question, hehe, that's impossible. Not to mention that we still have a magical contract, and I believe that the Muggle Prime Minister must be a smart man, and he must understand a truth, that is, an organization like us that dares to blatantly violate the International Secrecy Act, of course, dares to directly take his life. ."

Penello laughed, thinking she was asking a silly question, and the others in the room were also laughing.

For a time, the entire conference room was filled with gloomy sneers.

...

At the same time, Diagon Alley was crowded with people.

Although the merchants were busy, their faces were full of smiles.

Although their business at Hogwarts is good every year from Christmas, this year is so good that it is too exaggerated. There are so many people who come to shop that they even clog the Leaky Cauldron!

This is a good thing for the merchants, after all, business is not easy to do in the current year.

Of course, it's all thanks to Dumbledore forbidding the students from going to Hogsmeade!

The shopkeepers in Diagon Alley greeted Dumbledore cordially in their hearts. At the same time, the shopkeepers in Hogsmeade Village were doing the same thing, but as victims of this school closure, they The greetings are not the same.

At this moment, Draco was holding his mother's hand and walking through the crowd with difficulty, while his father was walking in the front alone, opening a narrow path for the mother and son.

Finally, after a lot of hard work, the three of them squeezed out of the crowd and came to the door of a slightly deserted shop.

Draco gasped and rubbed his big back, and then looked fiercely at the shop with a long queue.

He would have to take a good look, what kind of store could gather so many people? His hair was messed up just now!

I saw that it was a very ordinary shop, with Diagon Alley-style wooden doors, Diagon Alley-style windows and wallpapers. The decoration has not changed.

On the top of the shop is a solid wood sign that reads in blue magic ink:

'Genos Boutique Black Magic Armor Store (New Product of the Week: Anti-Life Curse Vest)'

"what!"

Draco laughed eccentrically, and looked at the people in line with sarcasm.

In his opinion, this is a shop run by a liar, and the people in the queue are all fools. How can there be a vest that can prevent the death curse in this world?

At this time, Mrs. Malfoy, who had finished her makeup, also noticed Draco's sight. She slowly took out a set of vests from the seamless stretch pocket and handed it to Draco.

"Don't worry, baby, I've already bought it for you."

Draco took the vest with a dull look, and then the expression on his face began to become terrified, because the surface of the vest was constantly wriggling, as if there were countless small animals sewn inside!

"Mom...Mom, this is all a lie, why did you buy this?"

Madam Malfoy fondled Draco's hair and said solemnly:

"No, this vest is different from those deceitful things. It's real and effective. Your dad has tried it with house-elves. I heard that it was invented by a student at your school. What a genius!"

Draco, whose hair was ruffled again, opened his mouth to look at his mother, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

Fortunately, Lucius had already sorted out his appearance at this time. He glanced at the crowd with contempt, turned his head and smiled and said to his wife and son:

"Stop standing here, let's go in."

After saying that, he took his wife and slowly walked into the Taifan clothing store.

There are not many customers in the Tuofan clothing store at the moment, which is very different from the store next door, but the shop assistants and even the Malfoy family are not too surprised to see this.

After all, unlike Mrs. Mokin’s robe specialty store, which specializes in the cheap line, the Toffan clothing store is on the high-end line, and the clothes and customized styles in it are expensive, and few ordinary wizards can afford it.

But corresponding to the super high price, the service of Tuofan Clothing Store is also surprisingly good. As soon as the Malfoy family entered, a waiter in a sky blue uniform came up and asked Malfoy with a smile on his face. needs of a family.

"I'm Lucius Malfoy."

Lucius raised his head and reported his name to the waiter with his nostrils, and the waiter hurriedly bowed and said softly:

"Mr. Malfoy, please go to the second floor, Mr. Torres has been waiting for a long time."

Lucius nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to walk to the second floor with his wife and children under the astonished gazes of the guests on the first floor.

The second floor of the ready-to-wear store is not as small as it looks from outside the store. On the contrary, the space on the second floor is much larger than the first floor. This is obviously the effect of the Traceless Stretching Curse.

However, although the space is large, there are very few commodities in it, and most of the spaces are displayed with all kinds of artworks, which are very "upscale".

"Mom, why did you suddenly think of buying a dress for me? Is there another party?"

Draco asked curiously, holding his mother's hand.

"Have you forgotten? It's Mrs. Greengrass's birthday in a few days, and our whole family will be going to the banquet. Oh, here comes Mr. Torres, Xiaolong, go take the measurements."

Hearing this, a wry smile appeared on Draco's face.

No doubt, this was another idea that his parents came up with to get him closer to Astoria.

Although there was some resistance in his heart, Draco obediently walked in front of a slightly serious middle-aged man.

Afterwards, the wand in the man's hand danced slightly, and a tape measure in the tool box on the side wrapped around Draco's body like a snake.

"Raise your hands."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, and Draco did the same.

But at this moment, an accident happened.

The loose sleeves of Draco's robes with raised hands slipped down, revealing the hideous Dark Mark on his arms.

Mr. Torres' face changed slightly and Draco slammed his arms to cover his arms. The expression on his face was ugly, and he glared at Mr. Torres fiercely.

Also staring at Mr. Torres were Lucius Malfoy and Mrs. Malfoy, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became very awkward.

After a while, Lucius narrowed his eyes and asked word by word:

"Mr. Torres, did you see that?"

"No, I didn't see anything."

Mr. Torres replied very calmly.

Hearing this, Lucius also sighed and patted Draco on the back to signal him not to be nervous.

In fact, Lucius was already ready to be discovered, so he chose to come to the Taifan Clothing Store to customize the dress rather than other more convenient stores.

Because Mr. Torres is a pure-blood wizard who is inclined to Voldemort's faction, he will not discriminate against or be afraid of Death Eaters. Just join the Death Eaters.

The tailoring work continued. Mr. Torres was obviously a little out of shape, but his superb technology allowed him to quickly complete the work and return to his separate compartment.

In the lounge next to her, Mrs. Malfoy had already hugged Draco and cried.

Lucius on the side was also full of sadness. As soon as he saw the dark mark on Draco's arm, Lucius felt a burst of heartache.

He and his wife, Narcissa, have not had a good time. Ever since Voldemort brought the Death Eaters to Malfoy Manor and used it as a base, they have been frightened every day, for fear that Voldemort will kill them all if he is not happy. .

Moreover, Voldemort and the Death Eaters didn't know how to spell the word "saving", and they were spending wildly in the Malfoy Manor, which caused the Galleons in the Malfoy family vault to be almost spent!

Of course, that's not the most important thing.

What made Lucius feel the most heartache was his son, Draco, who was accepted as a Death Eater by that madman Voldemort, and was given an absolutely impossible task - assassinating McTony and Dumbledore!

If you can't complete the task set by Voldemort, there is only one fate, that is, a tragic death!

Thinking of this, Lucius's brows furrowed even tighter, and his eyes were filled with guilt when he looked at Draco.

He knew very well that Voldemort was punishing himself, a traitor who had betrayed his master at a time of distress.

And Draco obviously didn't notice the deep eyes of his old father. At this moment, he was patting his mother's back, comforting her.

Mrs. Malfoy, who heard her son's comforting words, sat up, her tearful face suddenly firm.

I saw her reach out and slowly stroke Draco's face, gritted her teeth and said:

"Xiaolong, although the task that that person gave you is very difficult, my mother will never let you have an accident, absolutely not!"

Hearing this, Draco's face showed a look of pride, he raised his head slightly, and said excitedly:

"Of course I'll be fine, in fact I've found a way to do it!"

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