Chapter 219 217 Conspiracy

Chapter 219 217. Conspiracy

Lyon, France.

Dumbledore looked at the parchment in his hand with a serious face.

He frowned and said softly.

"Has anyone of ours verified this news?"

Mag took a deep breath.

"According to the news from Mr. Iniesta, they secretly sent people to try to contact the first batch of Muggleborn wizards who were transformed from the correctional facility. They have all completely changed. The Dark Lord has brainwashed them thoroughly. Everyone has become a fanatical supporter of the theory of blood superiority, believing that Muggleborn wizards are born to be pure-blooded slaves, and almost exposed the people who came into contact with them."

Dumbledore looked at the parchment in his hand in silence, listening to the results reported by Mag, and spoke again after a long time.

"All those imprisoned in that correctional facility are adult wizards. They have already formed their own set of solid worldviews. It is impossible to achieve such an effect so quickly with simple brainwashing. These people are most likely controlled by the Imperius Curse, or their cognition is forcibly changed by the Oblivion Curse."

"Such means can only have a short-term effect. The willpower of adult wizards is not like that of children. The Imperius Curse for a long time will wear away their lives. If the memory and will inserted into them by the Oblivion Curse are in great contrast with their original will, they will often fall into self-doubt, deny themselves, and even commit suicide."

McGreg's face was pale. She could hear the miserable future of these people from Dumbledore.

"These people have obviously fallen into his hands... Isn't he going to oppress them? Why did he take their lives!"

Dumbledore sighed.

"What's Iniesta's reaction?"

"Those French people have long wanted to rescue their compatriots, and now they can't wait any longer. When I came here, many people surrounded me and said that we must express our position as soon as possible. If we delay any longer, the so-called equal rights front will have no need to exist at all. They will not just watch their compatriots turn into human-shaped house elves. They will act on their own."

Dumbledore listened to Magg's story calmly, and he spoke slowly.

"This is what he wants to exchange for the lives of these people who came out of the correctional facility."

McGreg was suddenly stunned. She thought about what Dumbledore said, and then widened her eyes.

"He wants us to attack the correctional facility!"

"From his current actions, this is his goal." Dumbledore crossed his fingers calmly, "Iniesta should be able to see this. His methods are very straightforward. He uses these puffed wizards without any disguise. But even if someone can see this, what can they do?"

"There is no way to suppress the anger of those French wizards. Even if we explain all the pros and cons to them, they will not consider it at all."

McGreg's lips trembled.

"But why does the Dark Lord want us to attack the correctional facility? What good does it do for him?"

"Remember when we pushed out the two Aurors captured by John and others from Azkaban, you were all wondering why the French wizards who surrendered to the Dark Lord did not react at all?"

Dumbledore suddenly talked about another thing.

Two weeks ago, in early December, the Wizard Equality Front pushed McNeill and Scabior out. They invaded the French Wizard Radio (the magic world has its own radio station. Will they have their own TV channel in the 20th century?), and then fed the two wizards truth serum. In front of all the wizards in France who were listening to the radio station, they revealed that the French Ministry of Magic Auror team had been occupied by British wizards.

The French Ministry of Magic under Voldemort's control also reacted very quickly. When the Wizard Equality Front (hereinafter referred to as "Wizard Equality Front") was about to repeat the second broadcast, they directly cut off the radio station. Therefore, Dumbledore did not know how many French wizards who defected to Voldemort knew about this that day.

It was just that there was no violent reaction as they had expected afterwards, which disappointed many wizards on the Wizard Equality Front.

"I actually have a very reliable source of intelligence here." Dumbledore said, "After we spread the news through the radio, the pure-blood and half-blood wizards in France actually caused a lot of riots, but they were all suppressed by the dark devil with bloody means."

"While using the pure-blood theory to unite a group of people around him, he still did not forget the means to establish his authority when he first rose to power. Submission rewards benefits, and disobedience is given death."

"With his unparalleled personal strength, he can certainly make some voices disappear, but he can't erase people's inner thoughts. These thoughts may not be a problem at ordinary times. As time goes by, some things will be slowly forgotten, and some things will become habits."

"But in France today, he has not yet reached the level of stable rule that he has in Britain."

"He must have another thing happen to attract everyone's attention. This thing must not only be big enough to make every French wizard pay attention to it, but it is also best to enhance his prestige and unshakable ruling position in the hearts of the French."

Listening to Dumbledore's narration, and then connecting the cause and effect, McGonagall naturally understood the answer to his question.

"So what he wants to do to attract the attention of the French is to lure us to attack the correctional facility?"

"That's right. Now in the whole of Europe, we are the only organization that clearly opposes his rule. He needs a big victory to consolidate his position in France, or in other words, to consolidate his position in Europe. And to eliminate our manpower as much as possible. We are already at a disadvantage in terms of numbers."

"Is he so confident that he can definitely defeat us?"

Dumbledore's eyes were very calm.

"I was defeated by him before. The number of elite wizards he led was almost three times ours, and we had just joined the group not long ago. Many of the wizards we took in had no combat experience, and the correctional facility was a fortress he built with his own hands. If the gap between the two sides was so big and he still had no confidence, then he would not have achieved what he has today."

McGreg's face was extremely ugly, and there was a strong sense of frustration in her voice.

"Then do we really have no chance at all?"

Dumbledore did not answer her question immediately. He gently tapped the back of his other hand with his index finger, and after a moment he seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Whether there is a chance...it depends on Riddle himself."