Chapter 431: The Attack of the Freemasons
Mike had actually anticipated the reactions of Scrimgeour and the Muggle Prime Ministers, but what he had not expected was that his behavior had also caused a great uproar among ordinary people in the wizarding world.
In this short week, almost all mainstream newspapers, including the Daily Prophet, were frantically condemning the Freemasons for their serious violation of the International Statute of Secrecy.
Of course, since they did not know that the Freemasons had done this, they used the term "mysterious wizard group" to refer to it in all their articles.
Under the guidance of these articles, public opinion quickly exploded, and for a while the "mysterious wizard group" became the target of the entire wizarding society.
Mike did not care about this at all. After all, Voldemort was the focus of everyone's attention now. As for the "mysterious wizard group", it was just a small matter compared to Voldemort. If nothing unexpected happened, everyone would soon forget about this matter. But what Mike did not
expect was that in the face of such great public pressure, the half-blood and Muggle-born wizards who had always acted as invisible people in the wizarding society suddenly went crazy.
They gathered at the Ministry of Magic to protest, risking being attacked by the Death Eaters at any time. After the Daily Prophet reported it, their demands were made public.
It turned out that many of their relatives were also affected by the Death Eaters' public attack wave, and some of them even had relatives in that damn Liverpool.
Due to Voldemort's pressure and the constraints of the International Statute of Secrecy, they could only watch their relatives suffer.
They were originally desperate, but the so-called "mysterious wizard group" gave them new hope!
The "mysterious wizard group" saved their families!
This made countless Muggle-born wizards and half-blood wizards rejoice. There is no doubt that this "mysterious wizard group" has become a hero in their minds.
Under such circumstances, how could they tolerate the so-called mainstream media to slander their heroes like this?
Now all kinds of tabloids are very happy. They began to play the glorious tradition of criticizing the Ministry of Magic when they were indecisive, and turned their guns to the Ministry of Magic and attacked it.
This matter has even been pushed up to the sensitive topic of bloodline conflict, and the reason is that this Voldemort incident is essentially caused by bloodline conflict.
Mike was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.
He originally just wanted to use this incident to leave a good image in the minds of those wizards who could be won over, but who knew that it would actually set off such a wave.
Now that the half-blood and Muggle-born wizards are standing together at this moment, it will be easier to deal with Voldemort in the future!
While this wave of public opinion was still intensifying, the war action planned by Mike also started as scheduled.
...
In the basement of the Dolphin Factory, Mike, wearing a black combat uniform, was inspecting the elite wizard group of fifty people in front of him.
Most of these people were senior combat personnel who had gone through the previous Ministry of Magic Night, and only a few were newly added, so Mike was very confident in their combat effectiveness.
Moreover, almost all of these people are wizards of Muggle origin, and Mike did not hide from them what the Freemasons had done in the past week, so they all knew very well that the Freemasons were capable and willing to protect their loved ones!
This made their morale even higher!
Looking at the neat and high-spirited bodies, Mike nodded with satisfaction.
In addition to these fifty elite wizards, there are also several Freemasons with strong combat capabilities, including Arthur, in today's combat plan. In Mike's plan, so many people should be enough to sneak attack the unknown pure-blood family.
Of course, in order not to expose the existence of the Freemasons, everyone, including the fifty wizards, wore magic masks to cover their faces.
"Are you all ready?"
Mike shouted with a serious look in his eyes.
And what responded to him was the sound of certainty from the following tsunami!
These fifty-odd people actually exerted the momentum of hundreds of people!
Mike nodded with satisfaction, and then pointed his wand at the huge fireplace on the side, and ordered:
"Then let's go!"
This time, the huge response did not appear again. After receiving the order, the combat wizards were silent and walked past the fireplace in neat steps.
Looking at the silent team, Zhou Hong slowly leaned to Mike's side and asked with some concern:
"Can we win?"
His words made Mike stunned, but then a smile appeared on Mike's face.
For this question, he already had a definite answer in his heart, that is, this battle must be won!
You know, his own strength has grown to a very terrifying level, and now he can almost use forbidden black magic like Fiendfyre at will.
With this kind of combat power, as long as the opponent does not have a legendary wizard, then his side is almost certain to win.
And if the opponent really has a legendary wizard, then he can also call for Dumbledore's support.
Although Dumbledore is seriously injured now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the opponent legend himself and Dumbledore join forces, the opponent will inevitably lose.
As for whether the opponent has a wizard stronger than Dumbledore?
If Zhou Hong really dares to ask this question, Mike will definitely laugh until his stomach hurts!
You have to know that this is the real world, not a fairy tale!
If there is really someone who has a fighting power beyond Dumbledore, why would he stay in that small family as a guardian instead of going out to make trouble and become famous?
Telling a story!
Mike thought so, and the smile on his face became more and more presumptuous.
Zhou Hong, who was standing aside, also became weird when he saw this. He even suspected that his president had some mental problems.
Gritting his teeth, Zhou Hong leaned close to Mike's ear and whispered:
"Mike, do you remember my transformation in the Ministry of Magic before?"
Zhou Hong's words pulled Mike back from his fantasy, but the content of the other party's words made him look confused.
"You said you would talk to me about this later, but you seem to have forgotten it." Zhou Hong said with a face full of resentment, "I was a little unsure at first, but now it seems that you really forgot it!"
"Well, it was just an accident..."
Mike wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Zhou Hong halfway through his words.
"What I want to tell you is that I have a new discovery about my ability! After I transform, it seems that I can control Dementors and ghosts! If you need it later, I can transform at any time!" Zhou Hong said mysteriously, "Shh! I know you have a lot of questions to ask now, but now is not the time, you know? Let's have a good chat after this battle!"
After speaking, Zhou Hong caught up with the large army in front of him in one step, and Mike originally wanted to catch up and ask clearly, but looking at the army that had basically completed the transmission, he finally gave up the idea. Zhou Hong
was right, this kind of thing can be asked at any time, and his top priority now is to fight this tough battle well!
But it is more likely that Zhou Hong is deliberately trying to whet his appetite in revenge for his previous stand-up!
Thinking of this, Mike's face under the mask also showed a helpless smile, and then he stood up and stepped into the fireplace with the support of his teammates!
...
In a swamp in the east of Ying Country, a gray bird was standing on a rotten wood floating on the swamp mud and pecking at the insects in the swamp.
But the next moment, it suddenly turned its head and looked at a solid ground not far away as if it felt something.
"Crackle!"
There was a crisp sound like firecrackers exploding, and then one after another, figures in pure black combat uniforms appeared on the ground!
The gray bird saw this and a very human look of surprise flashed in its two brown eyes, and then it flapped its wings as if it was frightened.
However, the next moment, as a black-clothed man on the open space next to it casually shot a green beam of light and hit it straight, the bird that had just taken off lost its life and fell into the quagmire.
"Report, the enemy reconnaissance unit has been killed!"
Listening to the report of his team members, Mike nodded with satisfaction, raised his arm and shouted:
"Attention, all units, we have entered the enemy's territory, pay attention to concealment, and start to act!"
With Mike's order, the team members around him did not respond but activated the phantom function on their combat uniforms and entered a semi-invisible state.
Then, under the cover of the hazy afterglow of the evening sun, Mike and his teammates turned into a series of erratic phantoms and moved quickly on the swamp.
What was strange was that their strong and swift steps did not leave any steps on the soft swamp. If this scene was seen by others, it would definitely be a new ghost legend.
However, the owner here should not mind adding such a legend of a hundred ghosts parading at night to his territory. After all, this wide swamp was already a well-known ghost place.
After all, this is where wizards live, and those wizards, especially pure-blood wizards, always like to use those weird supernatural phenomena to scare those Muggles, so that those Muggles will be in awe of them.
As time went by, the speed of the crowd slowly slowed down.
This is not because the crowd has no strength, but because as they get closer and closer to the target, there are more and more magic traps in front of them.
These traps are arranged very secretly, and some are even buried directly in the mud under their feet. If it were an ordinary wizard, it would definitely not be found, but Mike is different. Now his mental power has skyrocketed to a terrifying level under the continuous use of meditation. In front of this intensity of mental power, those traps are as obvious as street lights at night.
But even with Mike's timely warning, the team's progress was still greatly slowed down, because there were too many traps, and it took a lot of time for everyone to bypass them!
So, until the moonlight was high, Mike and others finally arrived at their destination, the dilapidated hut in the center of the swamp!
It was a two-story house that was so weird that
it couldn't be more bizarre. No, strictly speaking, it was just the remains of a house, because the house had been almost completely corroded by the moisture of the swamp over the years! Mike was almost certain that it must have been built with magic, after all, there was no building in the world that could still exist with all the wooden beams and walls completely rotted away!
Mike stopped in front of the wreckage of the building, and the people behind him also stopped when they saw it.
"Mike, have we come to the wrong place?" Franklin asked with a puzzled look on his face, "This place doesn't look like a place where people can live, let alone hundreds of people!"
Mike rolled his eyes at him unhappily, sighed and explained:
"Remember our Masonic secret realm?"
Franklin was not a fool, and he immediately understood after being reminded by Mike, and hurriedly said:
"You mean, the pure-blood family base we are going to attack this time is actually in an unknown secret realm like our Freemason base, and the ruins in front of us are the entrance to the secret realm?"
"Tsk tsk, it seems that you still have something in your head. That's right, this is the initial teleportation point of the pure-blood family secret realm, but this teleportation point should not have been used for a long time. After all, those pure-blood wizards usually use portkeys to enter the secret realm." Mike nodded and said, "You should have seen from the dense magic traps on the periphery just now that this teleportation point is protected by those pure-blood families. It's really thanks to Kingsley that he found this place!"
"I'm afraid their security measures are more than just magic traps, right?" Benjamin suddenly popped up and said, "If I'm not mistaken, there should be gatekeepers next to this 'door', right?"
"You're right, and there are quite a few of them!"
Mike had a strange smile on his face. As he smiled, he stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion towards the ruins.
"Crack! Boom!"
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the ruins that could still roughly see the shape of a house suddenly twisted and deformed under Mike's action, and finally turned into a pile of rotten wood, and even was squeezed into a ball by Mike.
As the ruins finally quieted down, the swamp around Mike and the others began to boil, with bubbles rolling in the mud one after another, as if some creature was trying to get out from under the swamp!
Seeing this, Franklin and the others were almost scared, but Mike himself remained calm!