Chapter 568: conspiracy

"Very good, then try this plan first!"
Chris leaned back in his chair and said.
But the people in the conference room still didn't respond. In the end, the Auror office director gritted his teeth and stood up and said:
"Mr. Minister, the plan Kingsley said was actually used at the beginning of the incident, but the effect was not good.
This time the conviction of those guys was extremely firm, no matter what benefits we promised them, they were unmoved, even the most greedy goblin of the day. "
After saying this, the director of the Auror office sat down, and the atmosphere in the conference room resumed its original silence.
Everyone bowed their heads silently and looked lifeless.
Chris sighed and turned his gaze on Peklow again.
Now all he can count on is this weird but capable subordinate.
When the latter saw this, he stopped the action of breaking his nails and said blankly:
"Let me first summarize the current situation.
What we are facing this time is not terrorists in the general sense, but an organized and premeditated act of stealing the country.
The criminals headed by MacTorley directly destroyed almost all of our elite Auror troops at the very beginning of their operations, which caused us to have no one to use in the face of the subsequent series of emergencies. Oh, don't tell me any blowers, they are just some rubbish.
This problem cannot be solved even by our respected minister. Because although Mr. Minister has incomparable power, he is only one person, unable to handle a lot of trivial matters as a clone.
So the first problem facing us now is the shortage of manpower, because if we have enough manpower, then even if we can’t solve all the problems, it can greatly alleviate McTorry’s offensive, and wait until their first wave and second wave of attacks. When we get the results we deserve, that's when we fight back.
So now, do you have any good solutions to the problem of insufficient manpower? "
Listening to Peklow's words, everyone present nodded unceasingly, even Chris himself, who had been vilified.
Parklow summed it up very well, indeed there are two brushes.
But they nodded their heads, but they all remained silent.
There are even people who have lifted Erlang's legs relaxedly. In their hearts, since Parker is so smart, they should also come up with a solution.
As for themselves, they just need to lie down.
Upon seeing Paklow's facial paralyzed face, there was finally a trace of anger, he threw the documents in his hand on the table and said:
"Don't speak? Well! You know that the Ministry of Magic is simply unable to solve the massive emergencies. If this continues, the country will be over in less than a week. When that happens, you will wait. Let's be swept into the trash!"
"Maybe I have a way."
As soon as Paklow's voice fell, Chris heard Kingsley say this before he could get angry.
As soon as this statement was made, everyone in the office turned their attention to Kingsley.
This put Kingsley under great pressure, and the cold sweat on his forehead came down.
But in the end he gritted his teeth and stood up and said:
"Director Parkroe summed it up very well. The biggest problem we are facing now is the shortage of manpower. It is actually very simple to solve this problem. We lack manpower here, but the Ministry of Magic in other countries may not be lacking. Yes, just come over to the seconded Auror troops."
As soon as this statement came out, the other people in the office nodded in agreement, and finally smiled on their faces, because the development of the matter was completely in line with their expectations. As long as they were responsible for lying down, someone else would solve the problem. of.
"quiet!"
Chris yelled, and the office that had become noisy became quiet.
Then Chris stared at Kingsley and said:
"You let me go to other Ministry of Magic for help? Let me, the strongest legendary wizard in the world today, beg for help from those humble guys like ants?"
"No, I am not……"
Kingsley waved his hand repeatedly.
He felt a powerful murderous aura while Chris was staring directly at him. He was sure that if he said something wrong, the other party would directly hurt the killer!
This changed the tone of his speech.
"Don't do this, Mr. Minister." Pikelow said suddenly, "Mr. Kingsley is also thinking about the Ministry of Magic, and this is the best way so far. Besides, it's just a secondment, it's far from begging. You are a little too extreme."
Hearing that the anger in Chris' eyes was slightly reduced, but he still maintained an unhappy appearance.
It's just that Parker didn't pay attention to him, but turned to look at Kingsley and said:
"So, Mr. Kingsley, which country's Ministry of Magic do you think is most likely to second the Auror troops to us?"
"Um... France. Well, France, their relationship with our Ministry of Magic has always been very good. A few years ago, their Busraton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry participated in the Triwizard Tournament held by Hogwarts. Besides, we are still neighbors, our lips are dead and our teeth are cold. If we are unlucky, then they will not be well. Coupled with the internal support agreement of the International Wizards Federation, so...they will not refuse us in reason."
Kingsley nodded firmly. In his opinion, the French Ministry of Magic would definitely agree to send troops, because they had no reason to refuse.
But some officials in the conference room, including Chris and Pikelow, changed their faces.
The officials of Kingsley who originally belonged to the faction of the Ministry of Magic in the country may not know it, but the officials of these foreign Flint factions are very clear.
Their leader, Chris, had previously offended the Ministers of Magic of some big countries in the Holy Land Marigioa, and the Minister of Magic of France was one of them.
Under such circumstances, it is hard to say whether the other party is willing to send troops.
Kingsley obviously also noticed the change in the atmosphere of the scene. He looked at Chris and the others nervously. The sweat on his forehead kept rolling off, but he had no intention of wiping it.
The expression on Chris's face also became ugly bit by bit.
Asking for help from France is extremely humiliating to him. If he can, he really doesn't want to do it.
But there is no way, this is the best way right now.
Gritting his teeth, Chris still said:
"Then I will go to the French Ministry of Magic!"
When he heard the words, Peklow frowned suddenly, looked at Chris with some worry and said: Ambiguous 43
"Can they agree?"
Chris knew exactly what Paklow meant. He grinned, showing a cold white tooth and said:
"They will agree, because they have no right to refuse!"
Everyone in the office took a breath as soon as he said this.
Although Chris spoke in a very normal tone, they still tasted monstrous murderous aura from the plain words.
"Then do it, I'm going to get ready to go to France." Chris got up and walked out the door. "When I'm away, the Ministry of Magic will give it to you, Peklow."
Chris knows very well that even at this special moment, as long as the Ministry of Magic has Parkrow, there will be no major disturbances.
This is the main reason for daring to go abroad in person at this time.
"Well, I'm here, don't worry."
Paklow stood up and nodded solemnly.
The other people in the office were also occupied, and watched Chris walk out of the office.
It wasn't until the figures of Chris and Pikelow completely disappeared from their vision that they relaxed, and started chatting with a little laugh, not the least autistic before.
Some people even gathered around Kingsley to express their gratitude to him.
If it weren't for Kingsley today, I don't know how long this meeting will be.
In the face of the enthusiasm of his colleagues, Kingsley was somewhat absent-minded.
Kingsley finally left the office after declining invitations to three receptions on the grounds that he needed to go home and rest.
But after that, Kingsley didn't go straight home as he said, but sneaked into a corner of no one, after using the spell to confirm that there was no one around, and there was no monitoring spell. , He finally took out a Jin Jialong from his pocket.
Kingsley arched his body and cautiously rubbed his thumb on the Jin Jialong clockwise.
When the third lap of friction was reached, the fire dragon pattern on the surface of Jin Jialong suddenly distorted, and finally formed a pattern with two hands held together. At the same time, under the pattern, there are also several miniatures. Letters-together!
"Hello? Hello! Can anyone hear me?"
Kingsley deliberately lowered his voice and spoke to the gold coin. While speaking, his eyes were still spinning, observing the surroundings.
"Say it."
A vague voice of unintelligible men and women came out of the gold coin, and Kingsley became excited when he heard that, he put out his tongue and quickly wetted his chapped lips, and said softly:
"The plan is successful, and Chris Flint will go to France tomorrow at the latest!"
"understood."
The unmale and female voice sounded again, and immediately after that, the blue light flashed on the gold coin in Kingsley's hand, and the patterns were restored to their original state.
Seeing this, Kingsley let out a long sigh of relief, and after carefully putting the gold coin in his pocket, he straightened up and left the corner with a relaxed and comfortable expression.
Next, he is ready to keep his promise to his colleagues and go home to have a good rest.
After all, perhaps tomorrow, the entire Ministry of Magic will be disrupted.
Until then, there are countless tasks waiting for him to do!
Thinking like this, Kingsley's black face suddenly grinned, revealing his two rows of scary white teeth, and at the same time hummed a ballad that no one understood.
At the same time, in the secret territory of the Freemasonry, Penello put down the gold coins in his hand with a solemn expression.
Kingsley, as an undercover agent in the Ministry of Magic as a Freemason, has completed his mission perfectly.
Encourage Chris to go to France to second the Auror troops.
This is a task given by Mike to Kingsley. As long as this task can be successfully completed, then as soon as Chris walks away from the current Ministry of Magic, it will become an empty shell, and they can easily break through it. The right core of the country’s magic world.
But this is just an ideal state. In fact, no one in Freemason is optimistic about Kingsley.
After all, the ability that Kingsley had shown in front of Freemasonry and others in the past was not strong, and his own luck was even worse.
But this time Kingsley was unexpectedly successful!
Taking a deep breath, Penello suppressed his inner excitement and walked quickly out of the room. After walking through a long corridor, he finally stopped in front of a pair of huge black stone gates with fire dragons carved on them.
This is a meditation room specially prepared by Victor for Mike. It is equipped with a large number of magic prohibitions. In addition to increasing the meditation effect to a certain extent, it can also be used as a temporary safe house at critical moments.
In the last few days, in order to maintain the strongest state at all times, Mike stayed in this meditation room 24 hours a day to meditate. Except for a few people including Penello, no one else entered it. Permissions.
"Puff!~"
A weird sound of mechanical transmission sounded, and several mechanical arms with probes at their tips stretched out from the door, twisting to Penello’s face, and with their movements, magical auras suddenly appeared. Appeared, recognizing Penello's face.
A short while later, a slightly distorted synthetic sound was also uploaded from the door.
"Visitor: Penello-Klevate confirms, the first level of authority has the confirmation... Welcome, Miss Klevate."
After the mechanical sound fell, the mechanical arm retracted into the door, and then the door opened slowly.
What is displayed in front of Penello at this moment is a huge and empty enclosed space. There is no furniture in the space completely piled up with anti-magic materials. UU reading www.uukanshu.com and Mike is sitting cross-legged in the front of the space. In the center, lower your head in a meditation state.
Seeing this, Penello's horror arose, took off his shoes, and cautiously came to Mike's side, ready to startle him.
But just as she was about to yell, Mike said with her head down:
"Penello, what's the matter?"
"Yes, something is indeed going on." Penello said gruffly, "Kingsley just contacted me, saying that the plan has been successful?"
Mike slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.
The huge magic power gathered by long meditation has not dissipated at this time, making his eyes filled with faint blue light, which is daunting.
Immediately afterwards, the corners of Mike's mouth began to slowly rise, and at the same time, the whole person floated and stood up in an extremely strange posture with a light smile:
"Really? Then, it's our turn to play!"
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