Chapter 250 248 Doubts

Chapter 250 248. Doubt

"I just got the news today that the terrorist organization headed by Dumbledore and the French rebels, the Wizard Equality Front, broke into the correctional facility that the master had built in France to reform Muggles. In the battle with Dumbledore, the master was seriously injured."

Gris took a deep breath.

"I just mobilized a large amount of supplies to France to stabilize the situation in France. Now the master has gone to treat his injuries privately. The French Ministry of Magic will be temporarily controlled by our people."

Slughorn's face showed a worried gloom, but he was actually very confused.

He didn't think Gris would lie about such a thing. For such a big event, even if the news was blocked with all efforts, it would not be blocked to the senior officials at the director level, unless Voldemort saw through Slughorn's undercover identity and wanted to use this matter to trap him. Although this possibility was not great, there was some probability.

Compared with this conjecture, Slughorn actually tends to believe that Voldemort really suffered a crushing defeat.

However, how he was defeated by Dumbledore is still a somewhat puzzling question.

In the British Ministry of Magic, unless Slughorn asks Voldemort himself, he probably won't get a definite answer, but he can use the contact between him and Dumbledore to seek the answer to this question.

This is of no help to his undercover work, but Slughorn is very curious about how Dumbledore defeated this already invincible dark devil.

And for safety reasons, he has always been the only one who communicates with Dumbledore, and has not asked much about the situation in the Hogwarts carriage.

Almost two years have passed, and he also wants to know how the student he accepted in the carriage has grown now.

I wonder if he has practiced the magical levitation spell more brilliantly?

Slughorn thought about these things in his heart, but his eyes looked at Gris seriously.

"You shouldn't tell me about this kind of thing in private, Gris."

"I understand, sir, but the master didn't intend to hide it from you." Gris waved his hand and said, his face full of depression, "We need to provide a lot of support to France. I have been approving the issuance of personnel and materials for various departments for the whole morning, and even so, I don't know whether they can stabilize the situation when the master is away."

At this point, his face became ugly.

"If they still fail to live up to the master's expectations after giving so much assistance, then I think it's not bad to let the British serve as members of the French Ministry of Magic in the future!"

Such a statement is of course a nearly impossible outrageous statement. Even if the French Ministry of Magic is stupid enough to stab Voldemort in the back without thoroughly understanding the situation, it is impossible for all of them to be replaced by the British.

Slughorn sighed lightly.

"We just need to do our best to do our own job well. Not dragging our master down is the greatest contribution we can make."

Gris rubbed his swollen temples and nodded helplessly. He knew that Slughorn was right.

Their current glory and status are actually all dependent on Voldemort himself. Faced with such a situation, whether it is to protect their own interests or to be truly loyal to Voldemort, they can do very little.

Unlike the British Ministry of Magic, France, with Lyon as the core, is spreading the results of the war to the surrounding wizards on the wizarding horizon, and is beginning to take action to retake the French magic world with great excitement.

Before the war plan against the correctional institution, Dumbledore and Iniesta discussed and prepared two plans together.

One is how to maximize their retention of manpower and quickly retreat to Northern Europe if the war fails.

The other is how to maximize the fruits of victory if they win.

Of course, these two plans also subdivided different situations and possible situations, and what Dumbledore and his team encountered now was one of the best situations they could have expected.

So, on the second day after successfully breaking into the correctional facility and liberating all the puffed wizards inside, without any rest or pause, the wizards on the wizarding horizon immediately continued their subsequent actions.

Although most of the rescued Muggle wizards suffered inhuman abuse and insults, they were not brainwashed into the level of "human-shaped house elves".

Among these people, a group of very good combat forces can definitely be extracted, but now they all need time to recuperate, so they are temporarily left in the Lyon headquarters and taken care of by logistics personnel.

And those wizards who fought to break through the correctional facility the night before started a new war the next day.

Grenoble, a city in southeastern France.

This is a world-famous ski resort, which attracts ice and snow sports enthusiasts from all over the world every winter, and it is also the period of the year with the highest urban population density.

But excluding tourists and travelers, the city's permanent population is only more than 100,000, and including the surrounding suburbs, the total population is less than 400,000, so the scale of this city is actually not large.

In the magic world, Grenoble is the largest magic plant cultivation base of the French Ministry of Magic.

In the southwest suburbs near the city, there is an area that was once planned to build a large ski resort, but for some unknown reason, the project was stopped halfway through.

Afterwards, no one else took over, and the land was abandoned and looked dilapidated.

Because it is located in a remote area in the Alps, not many people noticed it even if it was abandoned.

Even if someone passed by here by chance and saw this unfinished ruin, they would soon suddenly remember that they had other urgent things to do and hurried away.

Obviously, this place with Muggle-repelling and concealing spells was the branch of the French Ministry of Magic that cultivated and studied magical plants.

And at this moment, a fierce battle took place here!

"Smoke."

Lily chanted the spell of the smoke spell in a cold voice that seemed to have no fluctuations at any time.

The next second, thick white smoke enveloped the entire greenhouse, making the long vines that were originally driven by the employees of the French Ministry of Magic to attack lose their target of attack.

The Ministry of Magic employees who had only been notified today to prepare for emergency evacuation but had not yet arrived were blocked in dozens of greenhouses by Lily and Kingsley.