From Azkaban

Lucius's report to Locke was actually a bit vague. He brought not just a few wizards good at Legilimency, but twelve.

The abilities of these twelve ordinary members are not bad in themselves, and they even have the second-level magic patterns engraved on their bodies. To say they are ordinary is only relative to this level of core members in the Round Table Council.

Let's put it this way, any one of these twelve wizards could easily defeat Lucius, who had not yet joined the Round Table.

And now, in order to meet with several financial elites in the Muggle world, Lucius brought with him twelve wizards of this level, which was enough to show how seriously he took this matter.

Of course, it is impossible for Lucius to bring so many people just for this matter. Naturally, he still has other arrangements.

Everyone quickly boarded the two carriages parked at the door, one for Lucius and Narcissa, and one for the remaining twelve wizards.

The carriage set off, and with the help of magic, it soon arrived at a secluded manor.

"bang"

The carriage door opened, and Lucius held Narcissa's hand and got out one after another. The twelve wizards in the carriage behind also got out quickly after the carriage stopped and stood on both sides of Lucius and Narcissa.

"Walk"

Lucius took Narcissa's hand and walked first towards the garden in front of the manor. Soon, everyone passed through the garden and entered the manor.

“Then let’s get started.”

Entering the manor, Narcissa looked at the messy scene, and while speaking, she turned her head and gently kissed Lucius on the cheek.

"Well, this matter is very important, we must do it well."

"Don't worry, just watch."

Narcissa nodded slightly, then released Lucius' hand and began to lead the twelve wizards behind her to completely renovate the manor from the inside out.

"........."

Lucius watched in silence. As the face and transit point of the Round Table Council to the Muggle world in the future, the layout of this manor could not be sloppy.

Lucius didn't watch for too long, and soon he left the manor and headed to the Dursley company headquarters.

Volume 1: Chapter 166: Your wisdom cannot be questioned

"So do I have to go too?"

Inside the newly renovated headquarters of the Granning Company, Vernon Dursley, who had transformed himself into the chairman of the board, looked at Lucius and spoke with some hesitation.

"Of course, as the manager of the Round Table's only industry in the Muggle world, you have to go."

Lucius looked at Dursley speechlessly. This guy could accept everything except his complacency towards the status quo, which was even worse than that of wizards.

I thought he would be very ambitious, but I didn't expect that he would be content with the status quo after just becoming the boss of a small company.

"Dursley, you must understand that the heights your family will reach in the future will definitely far exceed what it is now. As the head of the family, you cannot maintain your current mentality, understand?"

Dursley nodded after listening to Lucius' sincere advice. Of course, he knew that after joining the Round Table for so long, he had more or less figured out the status and power of the Round Table in the British wizarding world.

To be honest, even without the adult standing at the top, Dursley felt that the current Round Table Council was fully capable of easily taking over the whole of Britain.

The "taking over" here does not mean taking over by war, but means controlling the entire British upper class through various magical means.

Dursley is now more or less the chairman of a company, and his horizons have broadened a lot compared to before, so he can have a more realistic sense of the capabilities of the Round Table.

Naturally, as the only member family of the Round Table in the Muggle world, Dursley knew very well that his family would definitely not be ordinary in the future, especially since his little princess Harry had become that adult's student.

But Dursley still felt worried, and often wondered whether he could really complete the increasingly difficult and complex arrangements of the Round Table.

He is just an ordinary Muggle. Dursley is very self-aware and knows his own abilities very well. Even among Muggles, he is just an ordinary person.

Compared with those powerful wizards of the Round Table, he really couldn't see any merits or advantages in himself.

Perhaps his only advantage was that he was Harry's uncle, but it was this identity that deepened his worries.

Dursley often wondered, if he failed to do what the adult had told him to do, causing losses to the Round Table, would Harry be affected by him?

As for Locke's promise that his family would also have magical powers, the Dursleys had long since given up fantasizing about it.

At first Dursley had fantasized about this, but as he got to know the wizarding world better, he realized that it was impossible to let Muggles use magic.

Therefore, Dursley had long forgotten Locke's promise, and just thought it was a joke said by Locke. Now he just hoped that his family of four could always be well.

This is also the reason why Dursley is now beginning to act content with the status quo. He also has his own wisdom, and he believes that this is his limit, so in the future he will just do things that he can solve.

Just like before, Lucius approached him and asked him to go with him to find those professional managers in the financial city, and then use his identity as a disguise to contact the other party.

Dursley was happy to do this kind of thing because he thought it was something he could do. As for those things that he thought he was not capable of completing, he felt that they should be handed over to more capable people, which would be better for everyone.

Although this would fix the upper limit of their family, Dursley felt that it might be a wise choice to hold on to what they had and stabilize it.

"................"

After nodding, Dursley was silent for a while. Seeing him like this, Lucius didn't say anything. He just reached out and picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip. He saw Dursley's struggle, so he was waiting for Dursley to speak.

As for Dursley, after some mental struggle, he decided to tell Lucius what was in his mind.

He knew that Lucius could contact Locke directly, so saying this to him was equivalent to saying it to Locke.

"Lucius, this is what I think......"

Draco had been thinking about these words in his mind for a long time, so he spoke them out without any hesitation and quickly expressed his thoughts clearly.

"Well, how should I put it, Dursley? You are indeed very sober, but it is a stupid kind of sobriety."

Lucius held the black tea in his right hand, took a sip and spoke with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

To be honest, if it were someone else, Lucius wouldn't say so much. If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will do it. After all, as Dursley himself said, he really doesn't have much ability.

But who knows why Dursley has another identity? He is Harry's uncle, and this identity basically lays the foundation for the future relationship between the Dursleys and the Malfoys.

After all, both Lucius and Narcissa now regard Harry as their future daughter-in-law. With the relationship with Sirius, Harry and the Malfoy family can be said to be even closer.

The Dursleys, who are no different from Harry's parents, will certainly be in the same camp with them.

As a friendly force in the same camp, how could Lucius watch Dursley fall into depravity and give up the great opportunity he had now?

The stronger the allies in the same camp, the longer this camp can last. So not only for Harry, but also for the future of their families, the Dursleys must stand up.

"Dursley, your decision seems sober, but it is actually extremely stupid, because your decision is entirely based on your own narrow cognition."

As he spoke, Lucius put the black teacup in his hand back into the saucer on the table and folded his hands on the top of his cane.

"You think you are sober? You underestimate the wisdom of adults and everything that Harry has."

There was a look of disappointment in Lucius's eyes. This Dursley really had no idea how great the potential and connections his niece had.

"Everything you are worried about has already been anticipated by the adults. Don't use your narrow and poor wisdom to speculate and doubt the adults, Dursley, just complete the tasks assigned to you by the adults."

"Instead of wasting your time thinking and causing yourself more trouble, what you should really do is to follow the adults and move forward according to their guidance. Then you will find that all the problems you thought you had were just self-inflicted troubles."

Lucius stood up with the help of his cane, adjusted his cloak, walked past the silent Dursley, and spoke slowly as he opened the door and was about to go out.

"Remember, Dursley, we'll meet in the Parliament Manor in two days. Someone will come to pick you up, and bring your wife along. Finally...for Harry's sake, Dursley, what the adults promised you has never been forgotten. Be prepared, you're about to see magic."

Volume 1: Chapter 167 Admission Ticket

"Oh!"

Lucius closed the door and left, but his last words exploded in Dursley's mind like a loud bell.

"!"

When Dursley reacted, his eyes widened and he wanted to ask Lucius, but when he turned around he found that Lucius had already left.

"What does he mean? Could it be that the adults have found a way to let Muggles obtain magic?"

One guess after another surged in Dursley's mind. Thinking of the possibilities in Lucius' words, the first person Dursley thought of was his sweetheart.

Dursley knew best how much Petunia longed for magic. Many times, Petunia had confessed to him her longing for magic and her jealousy of her sister when she was a child.

"Lucius this guy"

After thinking about it, Dursley could only feel anxious. He was also very annoyed that Lucius could leave such a sentence and affect his mentality.

Although he was annoyed, Dursley quickly sent out the five invitations.

In the City of London, elites in suits and ties come and go. Some walk in a hurry, some stroll leisurely, some smile confidently and calmly, and some have frowns and looks distressed.

"William, there's a letter for you."

In a financial institution that looked fairly large, a young man who was a little bald and would have a bald head in the future pushed open the door of an office and put the letter he had just received into the cabinet behind the door.

"Okay, I got it, thanks Jason."

William, who was busy with his work, raised his head, shook off his bangs that fell in front of his eyes, and spoke with a smile.

"little things"

The office door was closed, and William temporarily stopped his work. He stood up, stretched his muscles, and then walked to the door to pick up the letter.

In their line of work, letters cannot be missed, even if most of them are meaningless.

"Vernon Dursley"

William first glanced at the sender. The moment he saw the name, he perked up and the scene of that day immediately came back to his mind.

In fact, what really impressed William was not Dursley, but the man who came with him.

Years of experience allowed William to quickly identify the type of his client, and the man who came with Vernon Dursley was most likely a noble.

The strength displayed by Mr. Malfoy at that time also confirmed his guess. My God, that was the largest sum of money he had ever received since he started his career. At that time, William was sure that Mr. Malfoy, who had an extraordinary temperament, must be a nobleman.

"Are you writing now to inquire about the revenue situation?"

William has been busy with this matter recently, because as long as he completes this order, he won't have to worry about his future life anymore, so he put in 120% of his energy. Now when he saw the letter, he subconsciously thought that Dursley came to inquire about the situation on behalf of the nobleman.

"It's really enviable to be able to connect with such a noble."

While thinking this, William tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside. However, after taking it out, he found that it was not a letter, but an invitation.

"Invitation card?"

Looking at the invitation letter taken out of the envelope, William was stunned at first, and then his breathing became heavy.

As the saying goes, you have seen pigs run even if you have not eaten pork. Looking at the exquisite invitation in his hand, William swallowed his saliva. After countless exciting guesses and fantasies flashed through his mind, he slowly unfolded it with great nervousness.

《Dear Mr. William Sam...》

I didn't read on, but when I saw the name William, I gritted my teeth excitedly. It was his name, and this invitation was for him!

"Ha ha!"

William looked at the invitation in his hand, clenched his fists excitedly, and jumped and waved a few times. Admission ticket! He actually got an admission ticket to the noble banquet!

What does this admission ticket represent in the UK? It represents opportunity, wealth, future, and the chance for William Sam to enter the real upper class society!

William didn't know that at this moment, in four other places in London, there were four people who were as excited as he was.

After the excitement, William read the invitation carefully and confirmed that it was just as he thought, an invitation to a noble banquet, and he became even more excited.

"Even when going to the banquet, they arranged for someone to pick them up. They are indeed nobles."

William didn't care about his address being exposed. It was no big deal. Wasn't it normal for people to check his address like this? After all, he had a huge amount of money in his hands.

..........................

Hogwarts, as the Christmas holiday approaches, the atmosphere of the entire Hogwarts is also changing little by little.

Like Halloween some time ago, Hogwarts will also hold a dinner this Christmas, but it will be prepared for students who stay in school and don't go home.

Of course, there is another thing that is the main reason for the change in atmosphere. That is, the Quidditch match that was originally scheduled to be held in early November was postponed due to the appearance of the magic network. The specific time was changed to the day before Christmas, which is December 12rd.

The reason for the postponement was that after unanimous agreement from students and professors, it was decided to move the Quidditch game to the Magic Network.

As such, it naturally takes time to practice and become familiar with the situation within the magic network space, because considering the variability of the magic network, this Quidditch game will be very different from previous ones.

First the venue, then the competition mode, and finally the rules, all of which have been overturned.

Therefore, in addition to the upcoming Christmas holiday, the new Quidditch match before Christmas is also something that all teachers and students are looking forward to.

"Teacher, this is my and Ron's paper."

In the exclusive activity room of the Locke Club, Hermione handed the two papers in her hand to the table in front of Locke.

"Where's Ron? Why isn't he here?" Locke reached out and picked up the paper and started flipping through it. Unlike other club members, Hermione liked to hand in physical papers, and Ron was led (threatened) by her to choose a physical paper.

"Ron went to see Draco. He said there is a way to get rid of the Slytherin team members before the Quidditch game starts."

In response to Locke's questioning, Hermione sold Ron out without hesitation, because Hermione knew that Locke would not blame Ron for this.

"Oh, he does have some ideas, but he seems to have forgotten that after logging into the magic network, all negative physical states will be discarded."

Shaking his head with a smile, Locke quickly finished the two papers in his hand and said, "Hermione, the teacher told you that Ron should just do his paper by himself. You don't need to help him every time."