Chapter 1236： Conspiracy theory

As night fell, a small village in Northamptonshire, England.

There are quiet thatched and stone cottages, green rural fields, and traditional pubs. In people’s memory, Northamptonshire is located in the center of England. It is an ideal place to relax, recuperate and experience traditional rural life in England. From farms to luxury houses, canal punts and hotels, it is only an hour’s drive from London, and it is connected with Shakespeare’s Stratford-upon-Avon, Oxford and Cambridge college cities, and William the Conqueror. The magnificent Warwick Castle, built by the river in 1068, is within easy reach.

Going all the way to the end of the village, in a three-story building with no luxury or decentness, some family leaders in the sacred 28th tribe of England gathered here without regard for the decent and style of the past.

Servant and some bodyguard wizards were left downstairs as a warning. Most wizards gathered in a relatively spacious room on the second floor. In the middle was a small table, a few small stools and a cabinet. Bost was in the middle, and other wizards gathered around them. Due to the long negotiation time, some simply sat on the blankets.

"This Muggle stuff is too bad. The teapot can't fly to refill automatically. It feels hot to the touch." A goatee witch grumbled, "If it weren't for the fear of attracting attention...that Muggle would dare to charge us so much money... "

"Merlin, the descendants of the Twenty-Eight Pureblood family have fallen to their present appearance! These dirty Muggles, and perhaps bed bugs..." A witch next to him wrapped her body tightly in a cloak, fearing the room. The dirty blanket inside stuck to her skin.

"Who did this? Let's say, which idiot bombed the alchemy factory? This is why we have to run to the Muggle World Party now!" Bossd shouted, "Sclinker said that the Ministry of Magic has no plans. Just like a few days ago, we have put the next target of capture on us! Those mudbloods that have been smoked to death by the smell of giant monsters make no one in the magical world sympathize with us!"

"We've discussed it a long time ago. The most important role of the Harris family is not Irving, but the principal! Why do you set the goal on Irving? The most important thing is why the most important thing is to use the method of fried eggs in the research department? Except for us The Minister of Magic is crazy because of the smell of monsters that can’t be dispelled. He didn’t even get any blood!” The goatee complained, “My editor-in-chief Wiggswald was also arrested, but we all know Lucius. There won’t be any evidence that he and Voldemort are connected... Harris is no longer going to talk about the rules, and we don’t have to be safe at these Muggles gatherings. I can say that I can hide away from relatives abroad and live for a while... "

"Speaking of Lucius, which idiot thought to assassinate Lucius with a potted plant? Did you treat those Aurors as nonexistent? Never thought that even if he died, he might come back if he becomes a ghost?! !!!" Bogin Bok's hands repeatedly played with a pendant on his neck, "My people have already arrived at the hospital. They are well prepared to ensure that even Lucius's soul will not be left behind..." He was distressed. They complained, "As a result, they approached and realized that someone had triggered their alert. Lucius is now protected to the point of no leakage. After that, we can't even know where the person is... His son and wife were taken away together. !"

Burstd’s fat chin trembled, his guilty squinted eyes wandered over the wizards on the field, and he sternly reprimanded: "The most important thing is the useless explosion. Who did it? This is what caused the magic. The direct factor in the expansion of the Ministry’s actions, who will sympathize with us now?"

Even the witch who had just complained did not dare to move again, for fear of being misunderstood as a stupid idiot in their mouth.

Bock Borkin, who was observing secretly, saw Burst’s unnatural expression in his eyes, and he knew that the potted plant was sent by this stupid without the strange thing in his hand to strengthen the mind. But given the identity of the other party He didn't intend to expose him face-to-face, but what surprised him was that no wizard had fluctuated in his heart about the bombing attack, and a conspiracy theory appeared in his mind.

"How many people died in this explosion?" Herbert Bock, who had been sitting in the shadows, was pushed closer to the small table by the butler Alfred, his arms slumped on his legs, and he passed the lamp on the small table. In one photo, his old and shriveled cheeks were as terrible as a zombie.

"The news currently released by the Ministry of Magic... More than a dozen workshop employees were killed at the moment of the explosion. Several old guys in the protest crowd were suffocated and suffocated without breathing." That wrapped himself tightly. Said the witch in a low voice.

"Is it possible...is that Harris is directing and acting? Want to use this as an excuse to search and arrest us?" Butler Alfred saw his master glance at him, and the master-slave relationship for many years made him immediately understand After understanding the other party's meaning, he said the guess that flooded his mind, "In order to show some truthfulness, we minister also got this strange smell that is difficult to dissipate?"

As soon as this conspiracy theory was exposed, the Muggle room immediately became agitated. The wizard still ignored the education and began to yell at them. Those who were used to living a comfortable and slow-paced life were disturbed by these troubles. They felt that they had suffered more pain and hardship these days than before. More in a lifetime.

Herbert nodded the table, and Alfred immediately raised his voice: "Everyone, please be quiet."

"Looking at it this way, Harris' thoughts...we probably understand." Herbert frowned and said, "but what do you think now, our opinions should be unified..."

After a brief period of calm, the goatee wizard broke the stagnation: "I plan to transfer assets quickly, go abroad to hide for a few years, and wait until the domestic wind ceases to come back...or not come back at all, I think Mr. Burst is ours My French cousin told me that his daughter Millison had a pretty good time in Boothbarton..."

"Selwyn! I think it would be nice to get this treacherous viper to Martinique... as long as you are not sick, you can sell it at a good price, at least a few hundred copper nats..." the witch He scolded disdainfully, "Mr. Bursted is for you, that made Millison and his descendants unable to continue studying at Hogwarts Are you embarrassed to tell him about this? Do you want to be shameless Up!"

The goatee wizards of the Selwyn family blushed and immediately retorted. For a while, there was a lot of discussion in this simple Muggle house, and they were noisy who could not reach an agreement.

"Our family has been operating in the UK for so long, how can we just give up and give up... Harris just arrested some wizards for whom they have conclusive evidence, and not the whole family is involved."

"Only a few people can be sacrificed in a special period, and the family can at least keep it. Anyway, Harris can't do anything to us if we don't break the law... Selwyn wanted to run because someone was directly under the mixed race..."

"My son was caught in the Ministry of Magic, whether he is pure-blooded or not, the British native family, whoever can rescue him, our family will follow in their steps."

...

In the meeting room under the umbrella, several Aurors gathered in the meeting room, led by Albert and Penello, in front of them in the middle of the long table, and a skull-head water pipe was placed on it.

Then Victor from the umbrella team walked in.

"Report, we have determined the gathering place... in Northamptonshire." Victor calmly lifted the water pipe, took a breath, and projected the terrain where the pure blood gathered. "They are here. It’s a Muggle house...so we delayed for a while, my people thought they would meet at the Selwyn’s fox hunting...

"Okay, hard work... Father is very annoyed. He specifically explained that we will never let away any wizard who tried to escape..." Albert dressed in an Auror uniform, standing upright, "Victor, your people go first. First arrange the anti-phantom shifting barrier around...the action will start with your completion as the signal."

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