Chapter 575 Conspiracy

"Very good, let's try this plan first!"

Chris leaned back on his chair and said.

But everyone in the conference room still didn't react. Finally, the director of the Auror Office gritted his teeth and stood up and said:

"Mr. Minister, we have actually used the plan that Kingsley mentioned at the beginning of the incident, but the effect is not good.

This time, those guys are extremely firm in their beliefs. No matter what kind of benefits we promise them, they will not be moved. Even the most greedy goblins are no exception."

After speaking, the director of the Auror Office sat down, and the atmosphere in the conference room returned to the silence at the beginning.

Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, looking lifeless.

Chris sighed and put his eyes on Pecklo again.

Now all he can count on is this subordinate with a weird personality but superb ability.

Seeing this, the latter stopped cracking his nails and said expressionlessly:

"Let me summarize the current situation first. What

we are facing this time is not terrorists in the general sense, but an organized and premeditated operation to steal the country.

The criminals led by Mike Townley directly wiped out almost all of our elite Auror troops at the beginning of their operation, which resulted in us having no one available when facing the subsequent series of emergencies. Oh, don't mention the striker to me, They are just trash.

Even our respected Minister cannot solve this problem. Although the Minister has unparalleled power, he is only one person and cannot split himself to handle a lot of trivial matters.

So the primary problem facing us now is the shortage of manpower. If we have enough manpower, even if we cannot solve all the problems, we can greatly ease the offensive of McTownley. When their first and second waves of attacks cannot achieve the expected results, it is time for us to counterattack.

So now, do you have any good solutions to the problem of insufficient manpower? "

Listening to Pikelo's words, everyone present nodded continuously, even Chris himself who was badmouthed was no exception.

Pikelo's summary was very good, and he was indeed good at it.

But nodding, they all remained silent.

Some even crossed their legs in relaxation. In their hearts, since Pikelo was so smart, he should also propose a solution.

As for themselves, just lying down was enough.

Seeing this, Pecklo's expressionless face finally showed a trace of anger. He threw the documents in his hand on the table and said:

"Nothing to say? Well then! You should know that the Ministry of Magic has no ability to solve the massive emergencies. If it continues like this, the country will be finished in less than a week. When that time comes, you can just wait to be swept into the garbage dump!"

"Maybe I have a way."

Pecklo's voice just fell, and Chris heard Kingsley say this before he had time to get angry.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the office all looked at Kingsley.

This put a lot of pressure on Kingsley, and cold sweat on his forehead came down.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth, stood up and said:

"Director Peckros summarized it very well. The biggest problem we are facing now is the lack of manpower. It is actually very simple to solve this problem. We are short of manpower here, but the Ministry of Magic in other countries may not be short of manpower. We just need to borrow the Auror Corps."

As soon as this was said, the other people in the office nodded and agreed. They finally smiled because the development of the matter was exactly in line with their expectations. They just had to lie down and the problem would be solved by others.

"Silence!"

Chris yelled, and the office, which had become noisy, finally quieted down.

Then Chris stared at Kingsley and said:

"You want me to go to other Ministry of Magic for help? Let me, the most powerful legendary wizard in the world today, beg for help from those humble guys like ants?"

"No... I'm not..."

Kingsley waved his hands and said.

He felt a strong murderous aura when he was stared at by Chris. He was sure that if he said something wrong next, the other party would kill him directly!

This made the tone of his voice distorted.

"Don't be like this, Mr. Minister." Pecklo suddenly said, "Mr. Kingsley is also thinking about the Ministry of Magic. This is the best solution at the moment. Besides, it's just a secondment, and it's far from begging. You are a little too radical." Hearing this,

the anger in Chris's eyes subsided a little, but he still looked unhappy.

However, Pecklo did not pay attention to him. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Kingsley and said,

"So, Mr. Kingsley, which country's Ministry of Magic do you think is most likely to loan the Auror Corps to us?"

"Um... France. Well, France, they have always had a very good relationship with our Ministry of Magic in the United Kingdom. A few years ago, their Buslaton School of Magic participated in the Triwizard Tournament held by Hogwarts. Besides, we are neighbors, and if we are unlucky, then they will not be easy. In addition, there is an internal support agreement with the International Confederation of Wizards, so... they will not refuse us for emotional or logical reasons."

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 Pecklo, changed their faces.

Kingsley and other officials who originally belonged to the faction of the Ministry of Magic in the United Kingdom may not know it yet, but these officials from the Flint faction who came from outside know it very well.

Their leader, Chris, had offended some of the Ministers of Magic of the major powers in the Holy Land of Marijea, and the French Minister of Magic was one of them.

In this case, it was hard to say whether the other party was willing to send troops.

Kingsley obviously noticed the change in the atmosphere on the scene. He looked at Chris and others nervously, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, but he had no intention of wiping it off.

The expression on Chris's face was also becoming more and more ferocious.

Asking France for help was extremely humiliating to him. If possible, he really didn't want to do it.

But there was no other way. This was the best way at the moment.

Gritting his teeth, Chris said,

"Then I'll go to the French Ministry of Magic!"

Hearing this, Pecklo frowned suddenly, looked at Chris with some worry and said,

"Will they agree?"

Chris knew what Pecklo meant. He grinned, showing a mouthful of cold white teeth and said,

"They will agree, because they don't have the right to refuse at all!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the office took a breath of cold air.

Although Chris's tone was very normal when he said it, they still tasted the murderous intent from the plain words.

"Then let's do it. I'm going to prepare to go to France." Chris got up and walked out the door. "When I'm not here, the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo will be given to you, Pecklo."

Chris knew very well that even at this special moment, as long as Pecklo was there, there would not be any big trouble in the Ministry of Magic.

This was the main reason why he dared to go abroad in person at this time.

"Well, I'm here, don't worry."

Pecklo stood up and nodded solemnly.

Seeing this, the other people in the office also stood up and watched Chris walk out of the office.

It was not until the figures of Chris and Pecklo disappeared from their sight that they relaxed and started chatting and laughing, without any autism as before.

Some people even gathered around Kingsley to express their gratitude to him.

If it weren't for Kingsley today, this meeting would not have lasted until this time.

In the face of the enthusiasm of his colleagues, Kingsley was a little absent-minded.

After declining the invitations to three cocktail parties on the grounds that he urgently needed to go home to rest, Kingsley finally left the office.

But after that, Kingsley did not go home directly as he said, but sneaked to an empty corner. After using magic spells to confirm that there was no one around and there was no monitoring spell, he finally took out a gold galleon from his pocket.

Kingsley bent his body and carefully rubbed the gold galleon clockwise with his thumb.

When the friction reached the third circle, the dragon pattern on the surface of the gold galleon suddenly twisted and finally formed a pattern of two hands clasped together. At the same time, under the pattern, there were several micro letters engraved - "In the same boat!

" "Hello? Hello! Can anyone hear me?"

Kingsley deliberately lowered his voice and said to the gold coin. As he spoke, his eyes kept rotating and observing the surroundings.

"Go ahead."

A vague voice that could not be distinguished between a man and a woman came from the gold coin. Upon hearing this, Kingsley became excited. He stretched out his tongue to quickly moisten his dry lips and whispered:

"The plan is successful. Chris Flint will go to France at the latest tomorrow!"

"Got it."

The androgynous voice sounded again, and then, a blue light flashed on the gold coin in Kingsley's hand, and the patterns returned to their original state.

Seeing this, Kingsley breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put the gold coin into his pocket, and then he straightened up and left the corner with a relaxed and comfortable look.

Next, he was 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.

By then, there will be countless jobs waiting for him to do!

Thinking of this, Kingsley's black face suddenly grinned, revealing his two rows of scary white teeth, and hummed a ballad that no one could understand.

At the same time, in the Masonic secret realm, Penelope put down the gold coins in her hand with a solemn expression.

Kingsley, as an undercover planted by the Freemasons in the Ministry of Magic, has perfectly completed his mission.

Encourage Chris to go to France to borrow the Auror Corps.

This is a task given to Kingsley by Mike. As long as this task can be successfully completed, the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo will become an empty shell as soon as Chris leaves, and they can easily break through the power core of the magic world of Yingguo.

However, this is only an ideal state. In fact, basically no one in the Freemasons is optimistic about Kingsley.

After all, Kingsley's ability shown in front of the Freemasons and others in the past was not strong, and his own luck was even worse.

But I didn't expect that Kingsley would succeed this time!

Taking a deep breath, Penelo suppressed her excitement and left the room quickly. After walking through a long corridor, she finally stopped in front of a pair of huge black stone doors with fire dragon patterns carved on them.

This is the meditation room that Victor prepared for Mike. A large number of magic restrictions have been installed inside it. In addition to increasing the effect of meditation to a certain extent, it can also serve as a temporary safe house at critical moments.

In the past few days, in order to always maintain the strongest state, Mike has been meditating in this meditation room for 24 hours a day. Except for a very few people including Penelo, no one else has the right to enter it.

"Puff! ~"

A strange mechanical transmission sound rang out, and several mechanical arms with probes on the tip stretched out from the door, twisting constantly towards Penelo's face, and as they moved, a series of magical auras suddenly emerged, identifying Penelo's face.

After a while, a slightly distorted artificial synthesized voice also came from the door.

"Visitor: Penelope Clearwater confirmed, first level authority confirmed... Welcome, Miss Clearwater."

After the mechanical voice fell, the mechanical arm also retracted into the door, and then the door slowly opened.

What appeared in front of Penelope was a huge and empty enclosed space, which was completely made of anti-magic materials and had no furniture. Mike was sitting cross-legged in the center of the space, with his head down, meditating.

Seeing this, Penelope suddenly felt evil, took off her shoes, and carefully came to Mike's side, ready to scare him.

But just as she was about to scream, she heard Mike, who was lowering his head, say:

"Penelope, is there something wrong?"

"Yes, there is something wrong." Penelo said unhappily, "Kingsley just contacted me and said that the plan has been successful?"

Mike slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.

The huge magic power gathered by long-term meditation has not dissipated at this time, making his eyes full of faint blue light, which makes people afraid.

Then, Mike's mouth corners began to rise slowly, and at the same time, the whole person stood up in an extremely strange posture and chuckled:

"Really? Then next, it's our turn to appear!"