Chapter 523 Letter from Kled

A few days later, in the Masonic Secret Realm office, Mike was thinking about this problem.

Although those witches shouted slogans of equal rights, it was not the case at all.

You should know that gender discrimination is actually rare in the wizarding society. After all, this is a world with super personal force. In an environment where there is no significant difference in the cultivation progress of male and female wizards, gender discrimination has no soil to survive.

Just like Ms. McGonagall, the current professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts, this kind of woman who has mastered super power and social status will not be used by anyone to make a fuss about her gender.

So these witches who joined the Los Santos Group actually want more privileges. They are no different from those male wizards. They only see benefits.

And this is exactly what Mike is worried about, because these witches are a double-edged sword!

Don't look at their current combat power, often able to make those male wizards speechless, but if they are not used well, they will backfire on Mike, their master.

"Huh!"

Mike sighed deeply and leaned back on the chair.

In the final analysis, it is still a lack of strength.

If Mike had legendary power now, then things would not have become so complicated.

At this moment, Franklin suddenly knocked on the door and entered the office, and said to Mike excitedly:

"Mike! You can never imagine what happened! Those crazy women actually said that the Magic Brothers Fountain in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic is a symbol of inequality, and asked the Ministry of Magic to remove the statue fountain!"

Mike laughed dumbly when he heard this. He knew that the Magic Brothers Fountain was actually a group of statues composed of centaurs, wizards, witches, house elves and other creatures. The official statement of the Ministry of Magic was that the existence of this group of statues represented the friendship between wizards and non-human intelligent life of various races.

But in fact, the various races and even witches of that statue were flattering the wizard in the center, making people feel no friendship between wizards and other creatures. Instead, it seemed that the wizards deliberately erected this statue to show their special status as rulers.

From this perspective, what the witches said was actually not wrong at all. The Magic Brothers statue was indeed a symbol of inequality.

Shaking his head, Mike said with a smile:

"Let them go, anyway, they are so strong, the Ministry of Magic will definitely compromise in the end. Oh, by the way. As an ally, we should also support them. Then let someone publish another statement in "The Quibbler" to support them, saying that they strongly condemn the Ministry of Magic's behavior. As for other substantive help, don't give it, we just need to express our attitude."

Franklin on the side nodded like pounding garlic.

He has always been like this, whatever Mike says is what he means. Although his intelligence is not weak, he seems to have completely abandoned his ability to think independently in the process of following Mike for many years.

But in a sense, this is also a manifestation of his high IQ.

Because he has become the person Mike trusts the most by relying on this unconditional obedience to Mike, sometimes Mike will tell Franklin about things that Penelope and Benjamin don't know.

"Oh, by the way. When I came here just now, I found your letter in the mailbox, so I took it for you on the way." Franklin took out a large file bag from his pocket, glanced at the cover and said, "It seems to be from the United States, take a look."

Mike also perked up after hearing this, and thought carefully. He didn't know many people in the United States, and the only one who would send him a letter was probably Abbot.

He opened the file bag and saw that the person who sent the letter was indeed Abbot.

Like ordinary letters between friends, Abbot first greeted Mike in a routine manner, but what he wrote next surprised Mike a little.

"…your deeds have spread to the United States. Now there is a guy named Claire who is leading a large group of vampires to do a movement similar to yours. To me, they are far inferior to you. Under the attack of the Magic Congress, they are basically no different from rats in the sewer. But things are expected to change soon, because I heard that guy Klay has hooked up with Carlisle. I can hardly imagine what terrible things will happen when those two lunatics meet... Maybe it's time for me to go back to Ying Country to take shelter. The United States may be more dangerous than Ying Country in the future... By the way, Klay asked me to give you a large document. Don't worry, I haven't read it. I hope this can help you.

Your friend, Abbott-Fley."

Looking at Abbot's letter, Mike's mouth corners rose unconsciously.

The reason why he let Carlisle go was just a whim. He didn't expect that the vampire would come up with such a surprise for him. This is really... interesting!

"Is there something interesting in the letter?"

Franklin asked curiously, but Mike threw Abbot's letter away and looked through the remaining documents in the file bag. Franklin, who was

looking through Abbot's letter, was also shocked by Carlisle's deeds, but Mike's expression became serious at this moment.

Because the document sent by the Kreto people was about the goods they traded - the information of the Flint family.

It must be said that Kreto is indeed an excellent intelligence businessman. The information he handed in was extremely detailed, and almost all the actions of the Flint family in the past few years were recorded.

However, that's all.

There was no mention of the information that Mike wanted, such as Chris's location.

But just when Mike was about to file the information with a disappointed look on his face, he found that there was a thin piece of parchment in the file bag, with a bunch of crooked words written on it.

"The goods have been sent to you. I hope you are satisfied. Of course, whether you are satisfied or not is none of my business, as long as you pay the money. In addition, I have heard about your deeds from Carlisle. I have to say that you are a really cute bastard, just as cute as my Skarr! Well, in that case, I will give you an extra piece of information. No need to thank me!

Handsome, brave... (omitted fifty words) invincible General Kled!"

There was a big-footed lizard drawn under the signature on the parchment. Compared with the handwriting that looked like dog crawling, the level of this simple drawing was quite good, which made Mike nod his head.

After looking at the lifelike lizard portrait for a while, Mike turned the parchment over with his backhand. According to Kled, the information behind it should be the information he attached.

There was a line of words clearly written on it:

"Voldemort has been seriously injured and is now hiding in Hallsands Village to heal."

Mike stood up in an instant, which scared Franklin, but when he turned his head, he saw that Mike's face was filled with an excited smile, and his white teeth reflected a cold light under the light outside the window!

"Gather people immediately, we are going to Hallsands Village!"

Listening to Mike's excited and somewhat distorted voice, Franklin didn't think too much at all, and decisively responded, leaving the office quickly and conveying Mike's order!

...

At the same time, in the Hogwarts principal's office, Kingsley conveyed Scrimgeour's intention to Dumbledore.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit depressing. Dumbledore had remained silent since he heard it, which made Kingsley very uncomfortable. He had to force himself to look at Dumbledore to divert his attention.

When he looked carefully, he suddenly found that Dumbledore's appearance had changed a lot compared to the last time he met him. Although Dumbledore's hair and beard were all white, they were still shiny and full of vitality.

Especially his well-maintained white beard, which was so smooth and enviable.

But now, just a few weeks have passed, and Dumbledore's hair and beard are as dry as weeds.

Not only that, Dumbledore's figure has also changed a lot.

Dumbledore was originally very tall. Although he was old, he was not weak. His well-proportioned figure would not make people doubt his physical condition.

But now his figure is as thin as a bamboo pole, and even his cheeks are shriveled.

And the most shocking thing is his hand. The right hand tied with a white bandage has become as slender as a chicken claw, forming a strong contrast with his other hand!

"In other words, all these things happening outside recently were actually caused by Mike behind the scenes?"

Dumbledore's hoarse and slow voice startled Kingsley who was looking at him. He shuddered and quickly replied:

"The trial document we issued before about the three Aurors did not actually contain any fraud. Those three Aurors, especially the brown-haired Auror, were indeed not good people. But they were indeed under the control of some kind of spell at the time, so they did such a stupid thing. After a series of investigations, we believe that the Los Santos Group is highly suspected." Dumbledore

nodded slightly when he heard this. His eyes had always seemed unable to open, and his faint breathing made Kingsley very suspicious whether the other party had fallen asleep.

"Scrimgeour meant for you to give McTownley a good beating so that he wouldn't continue to cause trouble behind his back." Kingsley unconsciously slowed down his tone and said, "By the way, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, I won't die for the time being. But I'm afraid I can't do what Minister Scrimgeour requested." "

Why?"

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly widened a little. Although his pupils were still cloudy, he became more energetic.

"Because he has been away from Hogwarts for a long time."

Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"Why!?"

"Who knows? Anyway, he disappeared inexplicably. Not only did he not ask for leave, he didn't even leave any news. Now I and other professors are discussing the punishment for his absence."

Kingsley was silent.

Such an answer is really unsatisfactory, and it will also make people wonder if Dumbledore is deliberately protecting McTownley. He can even guess that Scrimgeour will be furious after hearing the news.

While Kingsley was silent, Dumbledore asked:

"What's the situation at the Ministry of Magic now? Can it hold on?"

"Very bad." Kingsley said in a muffled voice, "Before, Voldemort suddenly went crazy and attacked the Ministry of Magic, causing us to lose many brothers. Now the armed forces available in the Ministry of Magic are not enough to deal with the growing rioting crowd. After discussion, Scrimgeour has decided to ask for help from the International Magical Confederation. But I heard that the situation in the United States is not very good recently. It is estimated that only France and several other small countries will take action."

"Really."

Dumbledore sighed softly, and he looked very sad.

In fact, for old people like them, this is indeed a sad thing. You know, the former Ministry of Magic of Yingguo was a veritable world hegemon. Except for Kunlun in the East, all magic organizations in other regions can only curl up under their shadow.

And now, this former giant has become so weak that it needs to ask other countries for help.

This world has really changed.

Dumbledore fell into the memory of the past, Kingsley was silent, and the spacious office fell silent again, only the portraits on the wall were still snoring softly.

To be honest, Kingsley really wanted to ask Dumbledore if he was willing to help the Ministry of Magic clean up when things really got out of hand.

This should be a very easy thing for Dumbledore, who had the supreme force in the world.

But looking at the other party's weak and deformed body, Kingsley finally held back his words.

After a long time, he sighed deeply and stood up to say goodbye.

As soon as he left, Snape walked out of the shadows in the office.

He stood silently behind Dumbledore, and the latter took out a piece of letter paper and started writing.

"Things seem to be going in the worst direction. What are you going to do?"

Snape's cold voice echoed in the office, but Dumbledore ignored it and continued to write with his head down.

This process was particularly difficult, because Dumbledore's chicken-claw-like palm could not hold the slender feather pen.

After a long time, Dumbledore finished writing and handed the letter to Phoenix Fawkes to deliver.

Taking this opportunity, Snape also looked down curiously and saw that there was no signature on the parchment, only a line of crooked words.

'How are you doing?'

Snape was silent. Dumbledore knew too many people, and he really couldn't guess who the letter was sent to.

At this time, Dumbledore replied:

"Yes, things are getting worse and worse. This really disappoints me."