Chapter 249: Doubt

Chapter 249: Doubt

"I just got this news today, headed by Dumbledore, the French rebels united with British terrorists to form a terrorist organization - the Wizard Equality Front, and stormed our lord's newly built re-educational camp in France, which was used to reform Muggles. In the battle with Dumbledore, our Lord was badly wounded."

Gris took a deep breath.

"Just now I mobilized a massive amount of supplies that have to be sent to France, to stabilize the situation on the French side; right now our lord has gone to deal with his injuries privately, so the French Ministry of Magic is temporarily under the control of our people."

Slughorn's face showed a worried grimness, but in reality, he was incomparably puzzled inside.

He did not feel that Gris would lie about such things, such a major incident like this, even if the information was blocked with full force, it would not be blocked to the high-ranking Head level personnel unless Voldemort saw through Slughorn's identity as an undercover agent and wanted to use this matter to set him up to catch him red-handed, this possibility is not great, but there are some chances.

Compared to this speculation, Slughorn actually more inclined to Voldemort truly experienced a fatal defeat.

It's just that he didn't understand how he lost in Dumbledore's hands, which is still a problem that many people can't figure out.

On the British Ministry of Magic side, unless Slughorn personally asked Voldemort himself, it is estimated that it is not possible to get the exact answer, but he can use the contact between him and Dumbledore, to seek the answer to this question.

This does not contribute much to his undercover work, but Slughorn is very curious, about how exactly Dumbledore defeated this unstoppable dark lord.

For the sake of safety, he had always used a single-line communication method to pass information to Dumbledore and did not ask much about the situation in the Hogwarts wagon.

Almost two years have passed, and he also wanted to know how far the student he took in the wagon, had now grown up.

He wondered if he had practised that magical levitation charm even more brilliantly?

Slughorn thought about these things in his mind, but his eyes looked at Gris seriously.

"This kind of thing, you should not discuss with me in private, Gris."

"I understand, sir, but our lord originally didn't intend to keep it from you." Gris waved his hand and said, his face filled with sorrow, "We need to provide a lot of support to the French side, all morning, I was approving the issuance of personnel and supplies for various departments, and even then it is not clear whether they can stabilize the situation in the absence of our lord or not."

Speaking of this, his countenance turned ugly.

But excluding tourists and travellers, the city's resident population is only a hundred thousand people, including the surrounding suburbs, it only adds up to less than 400,000, so the scale of the city is not really that large.

In the magical world, Grenoble is the largest magical plant and herbs cultivation base of the French Ministry of Magic.

In the southwestern suburbs near the city, there is an area that once seemed to be planned for a large ski resort, but for some reason, the project was suspended halfway through construction.

Afterwards, no one took over the project, and this piece of land was abandoned, looking run-down.

Because of its remote location in the Alpine mountains, not many people noticed even if it was abandoned.

Even if by chance, someone passed by here, and saw this piece of ruins, they will soon suddenly remember that they have other urgent things to do thus leaving in a hurry.

Obviously, this place is subjected to the Muggle-Repelling Charm and other masking spells, this is where the French Ministry of Magic cultivates and researches the magical plants and herbs.

And at this moment, a fierce battle is taking place here!

"Fumos."

Lily recited the incantation of the Smokescreen Spell with a cold voice that seemed as if it would never fluctuate much at any time.

In the next second, a dense white smoke enveloped an entire greenhouse and rendered those long vines, which were originally driven by the employees of the French Ministry of Magic to attack them, to lose their target of attack.

The Ministry of Magic employees, who were notified only today and were ready to urgently relocate, was blocked in these dozens of greenhouses by Lily, Kingsley and the men they led.

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