From Azkaban

The reason why he was tricked into coming here was because he was tricked. Or it can’t be said that he was tricked. To put it simply, he owed money, and the creditor was a wizard from the Witch Party.

Mobel didn't know whether his debt was a problem, but he knew very well that he had no choice, so he cooperated throughout the experiment just to suffer less.

To be honest, Mobel was initially prepared to die suddenly, but as the experiment began and he came into contact with more and more things, he didn't want to die even more.

And it was as if God had heard his prayers. Not only did he successfully survive the experiment, he even brought him here, here, to the legendary holy city of Camelot.

As a subject, Mobel had no idea what kind of experiment was being done on him, just like he had never seen the other two unlucky people like him before coming here.

The postscript of the eagle's successor written by the world-weary Xinzhong is completed

But now Mobel no longer cares about those things. Looking at those people who are obviously different from normal people, and those shops that are full of magical colors like the city buildings, he feels only endless excitement and excitement in his heart.

However, what Mobel didn't know was that the other two subjects who were being experimented with had similar ideas at the moment.

As the first group of subjects, it was impossible that they were just randomly caught on the streets.

Before letting Grindelwald start the experiment, Locke had already agreed on the selection criteria with him. Each experimental target was an entertainment and cultural exporter like Mobel.

Among them, Maubert is a novelist, the burgundy-haired woman named Amandine is a TV drama director, and finally, the remaining bearded man, Alphonse, is a movie director.

In addition to this point in common, the three of them also have another common characteristic, that is, although they are all frustrated, they are not really hopeless.

The current situation of the three people is more caused by luck and a series of social and workplace factors. Although their abilities are not excellent, they are all above the standard.

So after detailed selection and screening, three people were successfully chosen to become the first batch of Muggle transformation experimenters.

"Oh my God, Camelot actually exists. It is actually a city ruled by wizards. No wonder the legends about it are so vague and no wonder no one can find it."

Looking at the busy city streets, Amandine kept recalling all the legends related to Camelot in her mind.

"No wonder the legendary Camelot is said to have an indestructible castle. It turns out that this city is magical. How could the ancient army be a match for magic?"

Amandine's eyes were shining at this moment. This fantastic experience and the city right in front of her made her mind spin at a high speed. All kinds of inspirations and ideas burst out like a spring, and she couldn't stop it.

“If I could shoot a movie here…”

Unlike Maubert and Amandine, Alphonse's ideas at the moment were more radical. He had just heard that this ancient holy city was controlled by the legendary Round Table Council, and the entire city was divided into five areas.

At this moment, Alphonse also boldly guessed that these wizards brought him here most likely to contact the mysterious and powerful Round Table Council.

When Alphonse thought of this, his heart started to get active. He had his own ambition. He wanted to make a movie in this city, and the first step was to sell himself to the Round Table Council and convince them to agree with his idea.

"I don't know if these wizards are easy to contact. No matter what, I'll see how the situation develops and figure out a way. This is my chance and I must seize it! As long as I can succeed, I will definitely succeed. By then, I will take back everything I lost..."

Alphonse's eyes became determined as he looked at the streets and city below, as if he had seen his bright future.

"I will fight for it, no matter how high the price..."

They didn't stay or wander around for too long. As Lucius finished talking to Fudge, several ordinary members of the Round Table Council in black suits appeared in front of the group.

"Please follow us, Mr. Malfoy is waiting for you."

The ordinary member wearing a black flat hat lowered his head slightly, turned sideways and raised his hand to lead the way. Whether it was because of the brim of the hat or the magic, no one in the group could see the upper half of his face clearly.

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

Without saying a word, the leading saint nodded and led a group of people to follow the footsteps of the wizard in front. Soon, everyone arrived under the central building.

"Please come in, someone will take you upstairs."

The ordinary member who led the way gave a slight gesture and turned away. Seeing this, the leading saint took the lead and walked into the building.

As soon as they entered the building, an ordinary member of the Round Table Council who had been waiting for a long time came forward quickly, said hello briefly, and led everyone to the circular elevator.

"Is this magic?!"

Standing on the disc elevator, Mobel and the other two Muggles were shocked once again. They couldn't understand why it was so fast, but they didn't feel anything at all while standing on it.

Moreover, there is no sign of any ropes or drag on this elevator, it seems to be moving up and down in mid-air.

The disk quickly reached the top floor, and under the guidance of the wizards of the Round Table, the group met Lucius.

Volume 1: Chapter 171 Culture and Entertainment

"Welcome, I'm Lucius Malfoy, responsible for connecting you with this matter."

In room number five, Lucius saw the saint coming in, stood up with his cane, walked forward with a smile and extended his hand.

"Hello, Fred Rozier"

The leading saint reached out and shook Lucius' hand while introducing himself, and Lucius raised an eyebrow when he heard his name.

The Rosier family, like the Malfoy family, is a member of the sacred Twenty-Eight Pure-Blood Clans.

However, the young man in front of him obviously did not belong to the Rosier family of Britain. Lucius did not know much about this. He only vaguely remembered that there was indeed another branch of the Rosier family in France.

"They are the three Muggles whose experiments were successful, right?"

Without dwelling on the family issue or saying anything, Lucius shifted the topic to the three people, Mobel, who were looking at him carefully.

"Yes, the technology provided by Professor Kazir and Lord Grindelwald is very mature. The experiments on the three Muggles were all successful. According to the agreement, they will now be handed over to you."

Rozier nodded. Hearing his words, Lucius smiled even more. He immediately called for someone to take Mobel and the other two away and placed them in rooms that had been arranged in advance.

After that, Lucius chatted with these saints for a while, trying to get some information from them indirectly, but in the end he didn't get anything valuable out of them.

"A new generation..."

Lucius came to the central control room again and watched Rosier and his group about to pass through the exit and leave Camelot on the light curtain. When he was sure that there would be no more gains, he turned around and left the control room.

"Bring those three Muggles to me"

As he walked out of the control room, Lucius gave an order to the wizard standing by the door.

"Yes, sir"

Lucius returned to room five, sat on the chair, closed his eyes, logged into the magic network, and contacted Locke.

"grown ups"

In the deep space of the magic net, Locke's body quickly solidified. Lucius, who was not far away, saw Locke come online and immediately rushed to his front.

"Sir, the three Muggles have been handed over. I learned from the leading saint..."

After Locke nodded, Lucius quickly and completely reported all the situations, among which he focused on the situation of the three Muggles and Fred Rosier.

"Don't worry too much about those saints, and don't overthink anything. As for those three Muggles..."

Locke paused and said, "First, let them get familiar with the eyepiece and the magic network, then monitor their conditions in detail and collect data."

"These three Muggles are more than just transformation experimenters. They have been carefully selected and will have their own roles in the future."

Locke spoke in a serious tone. These three first-batch reformed Muggles were related to an important subsequent arrangement of his, which was cultural output through entertainment.

Looking at the history left by Locke's ancestors in his previous life, the most appropriate solution to the problem of integration of different races has been given, that is, cultural assimilation, consciousness assimilation, cultural recognition and pursuit, etc.

Although three mere entertainment talents are obviously not enough to complete this huge plan, everything has a beginning, and these three people are the beginning.

Anyway, Locke's Western cousins ​​in his previous life had already shown him how to do it. All he needed to do was absorb their essence, add magic to it, and then find professionals in this world to correct and modify it. In this way, a suitable plan could be successfully launched.

But those are all follow-up matters. What Locke needs to solve now are the problems within the magical world.

No matter what, the wizard himself must first become strong and advanced, so that he is qualified to talk about assimilation.

"I see. My Lord, do you want to meet them?"

"Not for now, let's wait until after Christmas."

Locke shook his head slightly. He was not prepared to meet the three men so soon.

"I see. By the way, sir, Fudge came to see me today. He has already put Umbridge in Azkaban. Then, he told me that he wanted to compete for the position of deputy minister after Arthur became the minister."

After talking about the important matters, Lucius reported Fudge's matter to Locke.

Hearing that Umbridge was sent to Azkaban, Locke nodded slightly. As for Fudge's desire to be deputy minister.

"Okay, he's just a deputy minister, but tell him not to have any extra thoughts."

Fudge made the right bet. Locke really didn't care about a small position of Deputy Minister of Magic. This guy had made some contributions, and no one in the Round Table wanted that position, so Locke didn't mind giving it to him.

"Don't worry, sir. I will keep an eye on him."

Lucius was not surprised by Locke's decision. After all, Locke didn't care about the position of Minister of Magic, let alone Deputy Minister.

"Well, how are the arrangements for the banquet going?"

Casually turning the page on Fudge's matter, Locke asked about the upcoming Christmas party.

"It has been arranged. I have been in contact with other members and have basically made good progress."

Lucius bowed slightly. The upcoming banquet certainly could not only entertain five financial talents. There would also be other members bringing Muggle talents.

Of course, not all members would be able to bring people along at that time. After all, Locke only asked for preliminary results at that time.

"Well, remember to bring those three Muggles with you then."

Locke thought about it and ordered Lucius to take Mobel and the other two with him.

"Okay, then, sir, would you like to go over and take a look then?" Lucius naturally hoped that Locke would be able to attend the banquet, but unfortunately Locke did not plan to go.

"I won't go over there. I believe you can handle this matter."

After reporting this series of events, Lucius was fine and Locke withdrew from the magic network.

After Locke exited the magic network, Lucius also exited immediately. As soon as he exited the magic network, the door of room number five was knocked.

"Enter"

Lucius stood up as he spoke, walked to a cabinet nearby, opened it with his hand, and took out three magic eyepieces that looked a bit like VR glasses.

"Sir, the person has been brought here."

Behind Lucius, Mobel and the other two looked at Lucius curiously. At this moment, they were no longer afraid. The three of them, each with their own ideas, did not think that these wizards were spending so much effort just to kill them.

"Well, go get busy first."

The wizard who brought the people bowed, turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him. Lucius took the three eyepieces and walked to the table and put them down.

"You three, I am sorry for neglecting you just now. Let me formally introduce myself. I am Lucius Malfoy, the current patriarch of the Malfoy clan, one of the twenty-eight sacred pure-blood clans. I am also the steward wizard of Camelot and a core seat wizard of the Round Table Council."

Lucius held a cane in his right hand and introduced himself to the three people with a smile. Hearing his obviously impressive titles, Mobel and the other two were all shocked and subconsciously stood straighter.

Volume 1: Chapter 172 Ambition

Faced with Lucius introducing himself solemnly, Mobel and the other two looked at each other after being shocked, and finally, Alphonse, who was standing at the front, began to introduce himself one by one in tacit understanding.

"Hello, Mr. Lucius, I am Rupert Alphonse, a film...director."

Alphonse introduced himself and bowed respectfully to Lucius. At this moment, unaware of the situation, he already thought in his heart that Lucius was the supreme authority of the Round Table.

"Hello, Mr. Lucius, my name is Soy Mobel, and I'm a novelist."

Mobel was not very confident about his identity as a novelist. After all, few novelists were as down and out as he was.

"Hello, Mr. Lucius, my name is Chloë Amantine, and I'm a TV director."

Amandine was the most excited. She looked at Lucius, feeling the unique charm he exuded and the proud demeanor that seemed to be engraved in his bones. She had already decided in her heart that Lucius must be a noble among wizards.

The main reason was that when Lucius introduced himself just now, he mentioned the twenty-eight sacred pure-blood clans. This name was very familiar to Amandine. European history has basically been based on such bloodline circles until now.

"Well, it seems that all three of you are very talented...excellent people."

After listening to the three people's self-introductions, Lucius nodded and said, and at the end he wanted to mention Muggles, but when he remembered that Locke had said that the three people were very important, he paused and changed his words.

"You don't have to worry about us. Compared to noble wizards like you, we are indeed Muggles. This is indisputable."

Alphonse, who was eager to seize this precious opportunity to promote himself to the Round Table, spoke immediately. His expression was not flattering, but his smile was a bit fawning.

"That's right, you don't need to worry about us. We are used to it. Those wizards always shouted like this when we were outside before."

Alphonse was not the only one who wanted to seize this opportunity. Amandine looked at Lucius and gave him the perfect smile that she had practiced for a long time.

It has to be said that before we fully understand the truth, wizards and magic still seem very impressive, mysterious and powerful to ordinary people.

There is no way around it. In the various legends and stories of the Muggle world, magic has been beautified and elevated to a level that is beyond the reach of the current wizarding world.

"Me too Mr. Lucius, please feel free to do as you please."

The reactions of the two people next to them were so fast that it was speechless. After Alphonse was stunned, he quickly spoke up and started to pay attention in his heart. In a short period of time, the three of them quickly turned from brothers in the same situation into competitors.

"Haha, you three are too polite. We, the Round Table Council, are different from other wizards. Under the leadership of the wise and great Lord Kazir, we do not discriminate against or look down on the Muggle community."

Looking at the three people who were vying to show their obedience, Lucius showed a satisfied smile, but he still said a word of relief and took Locke out.

He realized that these three people seemed to have made a mistake and regarded him as the controller of the Round Table Council. This was absolutely unacceptable. Lord Cazier's position could not be touched or shaken in the slightest.

In addition to the special circumstances of the three people, it would be best to correct this wrong perception immediately. Otherwise, when Lord Cazier comes later, the three of them will cause an ugly scene and it will be all over.