Chapter 1073： ?Or make your choice as soon as possible?

The wizards at the venue seemed to be shocked by the sudden announcement of Harris and Son. After a brief moment of silence, fierce discussion broke out in the venue.

"Crazy, did he want to understand the consequences? Once the United Kingdom breaks away from the International Wizarding Federation, most of the agreements will be invalidated, not to mention trade, even population circulation becomes a problem."

"I don't believe that the United Kingdom will retire, he should just threaten, this is coercing the president of the International Wizarding Federation!"

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Alan and Owen did not act according to common sense, and the sudden gesture of requesting to leave the meeting made Mrs. Maxim's heart anxious: "Minister Owen Harris, Commissioner Alan Harris, the British Ministry of Magic still has to act with caution... For other countries, it is a huge loss."

"Everyone, please keep quiet." Aginbad forced himself to calm down, and he narrowed his eyes and said to Owen, "Minister Owen Harris, regarding withdrawal from the International Wizarding Federation, we would like to say no other process, even if you It’s a minister, I’m afraid I don’t have the power to make up for all the British magic world..."

"This is not to worry about the chairman. I asked myself that I have not lost time in the past few years and I have earned a little reputation in the UK..." Alan has not given up in a long time. "When I go back, I will try my best to call our British wizards to do this. a little."

Everyone knows Alan’s appeal in the UK at this time, not to mention how much a Muggle and a mixed-blood wizard admires superstition, even if there is some pure blood that does not deal with Harris in concept. The mysterious man has also changed his attitude. If Harris desperately wants Britain to break away from the International Wizarding Union, they are very likely to be able to do it.

Akinbad also knew that whether Allen as a top-level force or the British Ministry of Magic with a reformed armed Auror in the middle- and lower-level forces was enough to ensure that they were not afraid of any threat of force during this process-after all, the International Federation of Wizards But there is no way to summon the magic world of all countries in the world to work together in this kind of thing, risking the fatal situation of the war and consuming resources on this kind of thing.

"In addition, the British Ministry of Magic will also re-establish diplomatic relations with other magic circles and sign new trade contracts on its own. We in the UK have been trying to seek common development with other magic circles and mutual assistance..." Irving said very much about assistance. Loudly, he looked around the wizards in the venue and nodded with a smile.

It seems that I am worried about irritating the other party to make things completely out of control. Aguimba German gas is no longer as rigid as before, and almost persuades to persuade, "...After all, our current goal is to jointly fight the mysterious person and maintain the secrecy law, please Take care of the big picture... we don’t have to make this kind of trivial matter to this extent."

"Small things? Now the chairman, but you held an international wizarding conference for this little thing..." Alan raised an eyebrow. "In addition, since you want to take care of the overall situation, why not be the president. You care about the overall situation? I think we have already been in the UK. I have taken into account the overall situation many times in this meeting..."

After being told by the other party three times that the overall situation was stunned on the stage, Aginbad had no idea how to end it. He had no expectation that he had intended to just return the British hostility to him for some time, and give them a lesson. At the end of the meeting, you will not be able to step down.

It’s okay to apologize at the private meeting, the other party also asked for a public apology for clarification; and if you don’t agree, even if the possibility is small, even if the matter is not successful, because the president of the International Wizarding Association has no reason to target It is unheard of for the country to apply to withdraw from the association, which will make Akinbad feel that his president has lost face and is recorded in the annals of history.

Then, Alan Harris’s vague voice sounded in Aginbad’s heart, “What’s the matter, dear Babajid? Although silence and inaction are the third option, but it will only make you more after a long time. It’s a shame, let’s make a choice as soon as possible."

Aginbad was shocked, knowing that the other party was communicating with him using code words and so on, so he also asked the answer he always wanted to know in his heart: "Why? Is it because Britain wants to take back the position of chairman? "

"Babajid...you got it wrong, we Harris have no interest in this position..."

After that, on the second day after the meeting of the International Wizarding Federation. In France, in the depths of a deep and wide jungle, a variety of trees and bushes are intertwined and intertwined, densely mixed, the foliage of the low jungle is too dense, and even wild goats can't get in.

More than a dozen smoky figures suddenly appeared from the void, and one of the taller wizards used a wand to split a bushel that was entangled in his magic robe. "Unlucky, it broke...who was chosen as the master Such a place is really hidden enough."

"The jungle of Port Vecchio, the local Muggles described it like this: "If you commit a murder, then hide in the jungle of Vecchio." Here is a good place to hide the base." The shorter black wizard suddenly Dwarfed down into a black cave.

"How did you harvest in the town of Corte?" Half of the tall wizard's face exuded under the fluorescent light.

"Not very good," the short wizard said annoyedly. "You can't imagine that there are so few existing King Gallons at the famous Millefari family...I have to take some hard-to-hand art...but Their pastries are not bad."

"These prestigious families have exclusive vaults in Gu Ling Pavilion, and it is normal to store less cash... But you dare to eat their pastries..." The expression of the tall wizard became a little joking, "I don’t know where they came from. Was Luc Millefal? It was indeed a famous pastry chef, but he was famous because he loved the use of pastries to poison mud seeds..."

This made the short man look in horror and took out a bottle of universal antidote and pour it on himself, and then throw away a baggage that had been cast with an inconspicuous telescoping spell like a poisonous snake pest.

The tall black wizard was ridiculed by him as he walked toward the belly of the cave, and the terrain suddenly lowered. The two of them held their breaths and carefully walked along the winding path-signs on the wall proved this path It was not long before these black wizards were transformed by magic.

It was only later that the light in front of them suddenly became brighter. They squinted their eyes, and it took them a long time to adapt to the light that was so dazzling that the dark tunnel had just passed.

The tall wizard shook his head, the marks of the Death Eaters in his arms were hot, and the information of various people who pronounced the name of Voldemort was imported into his brain, which made him more irritable. It was just that figure in this mountain-bellied hall that made him dare not complain, not even the atmosphere, and pulled his companion quietly to the death eaters who stood silently on both sides.

Around the stone walls were flaming torches, a luxurious carpet almost covered the entire stone floor, and the man who feared them stood barefoot on the fluffy carpet, and the jumping fire reflected his pale skin. Face, described horrible.

"So you haven't got any news from Grigovich..." Voldemort's high, clear voice sounded in this space.

"Master... Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix are also starting activities in Germany... They stopped us..." Death Eaters silently lowered their heads, even breathing slowed down the pace, fearing to provoke the angry Dark Lord .

"You want to tell me now that you not only haven't got the information I want, but also the wind that some people are leaking?" Voldemort's slender fingers were on the imprint of death on his arm, and then he resisted the urge to pull out his wand: These stupid people are not good at acting, but they are more faithful than those who fled. The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes dangerously and took a deep breath. The remaining reason made him understand that he still needed more hands to do things, as long as the predatory behavior went smoothly. If you regain sufficient resources, you will be able to re-enroll enough people as soon as possible to re-assemble the strength-and those who see the wind and make the rudder run away, when they have idle time, they can also determine the location through the imprint and give a fatal punishment. 'Or' forgiveness'.

"Master, the materials I brought from the UK this time have been counted into the warehouse..." Lucius Malfoy's voice eased the silence at the scene. He just walked in from the door and bowed to Voldemort.

"Very good, Lucius, you have always used your actions to prove loyalty to me..." Voldemort's cold voice rarely showed satisfaction, and he raised the one where he installed the "Vicana Hand" Amputated his arm, turned his wrist a few times, and pointed to the several Death Eaters standing beside him, "Lucius and several of you are in England and have vowed to be loyal to me forever and follow me until now, Your loyalty is much more reliable and sincere than the newly joined Death Eaters.

"Master, these things are useless in the Malfoy vault of the Gulinge Pavilion," Lucius Malfoy's body was lowered, "My father taught me that money must be used valuablely to be used. It’s called wealth...if they can share their worries with their masters, it’s more valuable to Malfoy."

"It's worthy of Abramsas, who can oust the minister of mud-type magic with a plan?? Mr. Malfoy...um?" Voldemort raised his head He praised with a rare smile during this time In a word, he noticed that a Death Eater leaning against a corner seemed unable to restrain himself, and glanced at his arm from time to time, "but I noticed that some of us seem not to be very happy recently... what makes you unhappy Is it, Avery?"

"Master, I didn't...I didn't...No," Avery said tremblingly, sweating on his forehead and upper lip, but he didn't dare to move.

"Liar! Master! He is unhappy because of the imprint!" Bellatrix touched his stomach, which had been kicked by the fetus because of his emotional ups and downs, and licked his thin lips with the tip of his tongue, "...but the master … Recently, there seem to be more and more idiots who dare to read the name of the owner... There still seems to be a lot of dirty muddy species!” Bellatrix's expression took a few expressions and seemed to be more insane than her master. “They How dare you just say the name of the great Dark Lord! Where did they get it!...When I finish the production, I will kill them one by one."

Hearing Bella’s doubts, Lucius glanced at Voldemort quietly, and then determined that the Dark Lord in Bella’s heart was “expecting things like gods,” probably because the environment here did not see the recent buzzing news. The reason-and he had just returned from England himself, trying to be confused and saying that he didn’t know, otherwise Voldemort would know about it sooner or later.

Lucius sighed quietly and wiped the sweat on his lips with some trembling hands. He whispered carefully and said, "Master, I came back from Britain this time...I brought some news...it should be related to this..."

Lucius took a step forward and lifted up his hands with the magazine "The Prophet Daily" and gave it to Voldemort.

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