Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Amelia signed the order with a serious look, her majestic eyes sweeping over every Auror who was ready to go.

"This mission is top secret. During the investigation, you are not allowed to contact the locals. If you find any suspicious people, you will be given priority to capture them alive. However, you are allowed to use all spells. Do you have any other questions?"

"there is none left!"

"Very good! I wish you good luck in your operation, let's go."

Amelia nodded with satisfaction, exchanged a glance with Brian who was neither humble nor arrogant, and waved her hand, symbolizing the entire Auror Squad, the most elite force of the British Ministry of Magic, was dispatched.

For some time to come, they will lie quietly in faraway Tunisia, waiting for possible changes.

This was a mission that was not made public within the Ministry of Magic. Only a few people, led by Amelia, knew about the plan. Even Minister Fudge did not receive any news.

In addition to them, there are also several unremarkable wizards lurking in the North African desert.

These new faces from Europe were not noticeable in the mixed wizarding community. They quickly integrated into the locals and became friends with a few local bosses.

The semblance of calm lasted until early Saturday morning.

Just when the Daily Prophet was about to be published, explosive news from the Ministry of Magic made the editorial office, which had originally planned to get off work quickly, busy again.

Working just as hard as they did were several other major daily newspapers and periodicals, as well as printing houses.

In the early morning, hardworking owls fly into every household that subscribes to the newspaper, bringing the news to everyone who pays attention to current affairs.

[Werewolf capture team launches international cooperation to crack down on werewolf mobs and gang crimes]

[The wanted werewolf criminal Fenrir Greyback and more than a hundred of his men have been completely wiped out, and order has been restored in Scotland]

[Criminals from many countries are either dead or injured, some of whom are wanted by the International Confederation of Wizards]

Eye-catching headlines appeared on the front pages of major newspapers and periodicals. The endless reports showed signs of being rushed through the night, and some newspapers even had a slight smell of ink.

But compared to Sonia and her werewolf-capturing team who appeared in the photos to show the results of the cleanup, these small unspoken omissions are nothing.

The entire British wizarding community was shocked, including the top officials of the Ministry of Magic who did not actually receive the news until yesterday evening.

However, compared with the joy and excitement of ordinary people, the senior bureaucrats represented by Fudge seemed to be forcing a smile.

They were kept in the dark for a long time, and finally received more news, especially from Fudge, who was informed by Dumbledore himself.

He deeply doubted whether the mysterious and evil organization mentioned by Dumbledore was an excuse to usurp power.

But at present, he is powerless to do anything about it. Not only can he not take any action against Sonia Prince who acted privately, he even has to reward her for her contribution.

He is at least a Knight of the Order of Merlin, Second Class, and also serves as Deputy Director of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

He had completely wiped out the werewolf gangs in the UK and captured and killed dozens of international criminals. This unshakable record made him accept it with no choice but to accept it.

He suddenly realized that his control over the powerful departments that possessed armed forces was pitifully weak and difficult to strengthen.

Not only is the Department of Magical Law Enforcement a monolithic entity, but now there is also a trend towards new departments like the Werewolf Capture Unit.

This gave him a great sense of crisis.

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Lucius Malfoy received the news the night before.

Now he was sitting at the dining table with his wife, scowling, thinking about the possible evidence of Greyback's crimes.

As the spokesperson for the conservative pure-blood family, although he was not the messenger who contacted Greyback directly, he also provided funding and intelligence almost semi-publicly.

It was thought that these werewolves could launch an attack at St. Mungo's that would shock the wizarding world and completely cut off the possibility of these furry animals integrating into the noble wizarding society. However, they did shock the wizarding world in another way.

He didn't sleep all night, anxiously waiting for news.

But what he waited for first was not news.

Just as he was getting restless, a house-elf that had been in the family for most of his life appeared before him.

"Master, we have a visitor."

Chapter 366: Secret Talk at the Manor

"Eric, I don't recall ever inviting you to my house."

In the luxurious reception room that had a nouveau riche vibe, Lucius looked at Lynn with forced calmness, his tone gloomy.

"So even if I come uninvited, am I not welcome?" Lin En said with a smile, "I thought you would like to know some news."

"News? I don't understand what you're talking about."

"It's okay. You'll understand soon enough." Without any perfunctory or polite words, Lynn directly took out the glass bottle containing the memory and threw it to Lucius. "I know you have a Pensieve at home. Do you want to see it? If it's not enough, I have a lot of spares here. Greyback's head is a treasure trove."

Lucius felt as if he was struck by lightning. His vision went dark and he subconsciously clenched the glass bottle.

"…What do you want to do?" He gritted his teeth and stared into Lynn's eyes. "I have never come into contact with Greyback."

"You know it in your heart." Lynn remained unmoved, her amber eyes full of amusement. "Do you need me to give you a more specific reminder? Two weeks ago, the house-elf Hurt, and Crabbe, that idiot, or...?"

"enough!"

Listening to the names called out one by one from Lin En, Lucius was so frightened that cold sweat broke out and he almost crushed the glass bottle in his hand. The last bit of hope he had was completely gone.

"What do you want?"

His tone softened, no longer as arrogant as usual.

"I still admire your previous arrogance, Malfoy." Lynn said sarcastically, "It seems that the feeling of being surrounded by pure-blood idiots who are even more stupid than you is really intoxicating, so you have no memory."

"Dang Cang——"

There was a sharp crash at the door, and the exquisite tray slipped from the hands of the hostess Narcissa and shattered on the ground.

A great sense of shame enveloped the heart of this witch from a noble family, making it almost impossible for her to suppress the anger on her face.

"Narcissa, don't come in!" Lucius said sternly, "This is a conversation between me and Eric, go and prepare lunch."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it vigorously, and the heavy door quickly closed, blocking Narcissa outside.

This was a wandless casting ability that he had never revealed before, and his proficiency in it somewhat surprised Lin En.

"You're not a complete fool, Malfoy." He said with a half-smile, "You've learned to hide your tricks."

"If you have anything to say, come to me, don't touch my family."

"I'm not your mad master who kills without restraint. What are you worrying about? Are you worried that you might suddenly lose your life while walking on the road one day? Don't make me laugh. Do you think you would still be alive today if I really wanted to do this?"

The light words echoed in Lucius' ears. The voice was not loud and the tone was calm, but they made the gloomy man completely discouraged.

He knew that if Lin En really wanted to take action, not to mention now, even ten years ago, there would be very few people who could escape from his hands - but he was unwilling to admit it.

It's all because of the inexplicable pure-blood pride.

Speechless, he looked away dejectedly: "So what exactly do you want to do, send me to Azkaban?"

"If this is my purpose, then Brian would be the one coming here today." Lynn said calmly, "We can talk about the details after you finish reading this. I'll give you some time."

"……it is good."

There was no need to hesitate, and no way to refuse. Lucius didn't even call his house-elf. He walked to the storage room and took out the Pensieve that had not been used for a long time.

There were not many memories in the bottle, only about ten minutes in total. He raised his head from the basin with a grim face.

"Damn it! This wild dog is really not clean!" He cursed angrily, "I don't know them, I swear!"

"I'm willing to believe you, Malfoy."

"I promise I didn't—what did you say?!"

Lucius, who was about to argue, was suddenly stunned, as if the whole person had pressed the pause button, with surprise in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that these words came out of Lin En's mouth, and the exclamation came out of his mouth, which could be heard even from a distance.

"I said, I'm willing to believe you." Lin En repeated expressionlessly, "Did I not make it clear enough?"

“No, no, no, you’ve made it very clear…” Lucius waved his hands repeatedly, fearing that Lin En would go back on her word, but the confusion on his face did not subside at all. “You don’t doubt me? You don’t doubt us?”

The sudden change was a bit overwhelming for him.

He wanted to know what Lin En was up to.

"I don't doubt it, because I know you don't have the brains and courage to hook up with those dangerous guys, but..."

Lin En paused deliberately in the middle of his words.

When Lucius became impatient, he slowly added the second half of the sentence, "Dumbledore may not think so."

"hiss--"

Lucius gasped.

"Dumbledore knew about this, too?"

"Of course, and I'm very dissatisfied with your little actions." Lin En was very satisfied with his reaction and crossed his legs leisurely. "Do you understand the reason why I came to your house now?"

"……Understood."

Lucius wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his mind racing.

Although he said he understood, he was actually confused.

He knew that Dumbledore was not that cruel, and he also knew that they probably had no evidence to prove that he had any connection with the mysterious organization.

But he still didn't dare to gamble.

It was not because of Dumbledore, but because he knew exactly what kind of person the person in front of him was.

"I know there's no such thing as a free lunch, but what do you want from me?"

"It seems you don't understand why I'm here, Malfoy. I'm not here to trade with you." Lynn shook her head, "You don't have anything that really interests me."

"Then why are you helping me?" Lucius was confused. He was full of conspiracies and tricks and he really couldn't figure it out.

This feeling is worse than being blackmailed.

"Help you? That's two different things, Malfoy." Lynn glanced at him with disdain. "Put away your petty tricks and calculations. I will naturally settle the account with you for colluding with werewolves, but not now. I don't like to wrongly accuse people, even though you are indeed not a good person."

He knocked on the Pensieve, which was at least several hundred years old. The sound was a bit dull and the material was far inferior to Dumbledore's.

“I’m here to remind you that no matter whether it’s your stupid master or these rats of unknown origin, you’d better think carefully about whether you want to get close to them.” Lin En said with a smile, “I still hope that you will really get involved with them. This will give me a chance to wipe you out completely.”

"you--!"

The cold aura flashed by only briefly, but it was enough for Lucius to notice it and he was so surprised that he was speechless.

Anger and fear were intertwined on the pale face, but more of it was shock and relief dominated by reason.

In just a short moment, he felt as if he had been to the gates of hell and his heart almost stopped.

He suddenly had a premonition of something and his heart was shaken.

A possibility that was completely out of the question but seemed reasonable suddenly appeared in my mind.

Without the slightest hesitation or delay, he said decisively: "I will not have any contact with them. I can guarantee it with the honor of the Malfoy family."

"Maybe." Lynn said lazily, "It's your own business, and perhaps that of your pure-blood relatives."

"I can prove my innocence." Lin En looked indifferent, but Lucius did not dare to neglect him at all and stood up immediately. "I know you will track down these people. I can help."

"Oh? You're so positive. I'm surprised."

"I won't fall in the same place twice." Lucius said meaningfully, his eyes paused on Lynn's face for a moment before quickly turning away, "What do you need me to do?"

"If you really have an idea, you can go to Dumbledore." Lin En narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "But I will be watching your every move."

Lucius's hospitality was met with a cold reception, but he did not show any embarrassment or displeasure. Instead, he changed the conversation thread quickly and said, contrary to his usual practice:

"I know you don't trust me, but I will not shy away from this matter, including my relationship with Greyback. Although I can't represent everyone, this is my attitude."

His attitude changed even faster than the spring weather, and in just a few moments it did a 180-degree turn.

"You have quite a good eye, Malfoy." Lynn curled the corners of his mouth, "Perhaps I should readjust my evaluation of you. It seems that the reason you were able to please that old man was not just because of your family's gold."

Lucius's grey eyes visibly lit up.

He knew that he had won the gamble this time.

"Maybe we can talk about the latter..."

He regained his former composure - as if he had returned to the business and political arenas where he sang his trade.

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