roccoschili Chapter 237 The final meeting
Chapter 237 The final meeting
Compared with the chaos in the United States, the entire European continent is unusually peaceful and peaceful at the moment. The governments of the European Union countries have long realized that a civil war among humans is unnecessary.
And compared to the United States, a country that has always wanted to pursue global hegemony, European countries are pursuing a peaceful and peaceful life at best, but they have no excessive pursuit at all.
The integration of the magic world has brought them huge economic benefits. As for the tragedy that happened in Warsaw, Poland, it didn't happen to me anyway, so why bother with him?
So under the circumstances that the official government desperately opposed it, and any powerful organization also claimed to sever ties with wizards, life passed peacefully like this day by day.
"I didn't expect the European governments to be so weak. In comparison, Lieutenant General Carl of the United States and their so-called president are biting everywhere like mad dogs."
"All the contradictions that they have in American society have been passed on to us, but they don't want to think about how much of our investment they have ushered in the rapid growth in the past four years."
In the headquarters of the Supreme Council of Wizards in London, Lucius was speaking indignantly.
The turmoil in the United States caused him heavy losses, tens of billions of dollars in funds could not be recovered, and many factories and real estate were illegally seized by the US government.
The entire foundation lost close to more than 2000 billion U.S. dollars. Although it is not completely powerless, it still hurts a lot of vitality.
But what disturbed them the most was that Augustus hadn't shown up for a long time, and the absence of the Poseidon needle made everyone in the committee feel a little uneasy.
Mr. Percy Weasley, who was seated at the head, may have seen the inner thoughts of everyone, and said in his signature calm tone.
"Mr. Malfoy, one of your conclusions just now is wrong. The European governments are not weak. He just sees that if all the wizards stand on their opposite side."
"The harm it brings to them is unimaginable, and they have also seen that if the situation turns out to be like the New World, we will not sit still and fight back."
"Now the division of the U.S. federal government, as well as the contradictions between the Republican Party and the Democratic Party and various local parties, all have our shadows. They are not so stupid, and you can see some of them."
Speaking of this, Percy paused for a while, observing the performance of everyone present, and everyone present was also discussing, and it took a while before they stopped discussing.
Then Percy continued.
"And Mr. Malfoy doesn't need to be anxious. We are still passive on the surface. We don't know what's going on with that Grindelwald."
"I don't even know who is the black hand behind the scenes in this game. Mr. Augustus got very important information, and after thinking for a long time, he made a plan for the next step."
As he spoke, Percy took out his wand and tapped it on the conference table, and soon in front of everyone present, a delicate metal box emerged, with a groove on the top of the metal box.
Seeing everyone looking at each other in blank dismay, Percy explained.
"Put your identity rings in, and swear at the same time, swear with your own soul, and never reveal what you see to anyone."
"This matter is very important. After seeing this secret, take the secret to the grave."
Hearing this, everyone present looked at the metal box with serious eyes, but soon someone made a move, after all, everyone present were smart people.
Is there still a chance to repent now?All their fortunes and futures rest on this committee and the organization behind it.
So everyone opened the metal box in front of them in the way Percy said. There was an illusory paper inside. After seeing the words in the paper, Mr. Wright couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Weasley, is this..."
If he hadn't finished speaking, Percy made a silent gesture, and Percy still spoke calmly.
"Mr. Rozier, don't ask too much and just follow the instructions given to you by the above. They set a trap for us and want us wizards to become the biggest threat in this world."
"They want to muddy the water and seek their own self-interest in the end, so we can also follow the plan and let them do the things we are least willing to do in the No. 0 plan."
"Mr. Dumbledore's idea is really wonderful, but I ask you to remember that the opposite of this plan is Mr. Dumbledore's blood."
"The price Mr. needs to pay is much greater than the price any of us are paying now, so I don't want to hear such complaints in subsequent meetings."
As soon as Percy's words fell, the illusory paper in everyone's hands immediately turned into dots of fluorescent light and dissipated in the air.
At the same time, everyone present knew in their hearts that it was time for the real decisive battle, whether to become one of the behind-the-scenes rulers who ruled the world, or to be completely swept into the garbage dump of human history.
Everything will be decided in the next one or two months, so everyone present nodded silently, and then stood up one by one, ready to leave.
But at this moment, a representative of a French pure-blood family couldn't help asking.
"Then can you please tell us in advance, Mr. Lai every time, where Mr. Dumbledore chose the location of the decisive battle."
"In this way, we can prepare in advance, better complete our own work, and also allow us to avoid excessive losses."
His question made everyone present stop and leave. Most of them wanted to get an answer, and some of them wanted to save the poor man in front of them.
Sure enough, Percy, who was about to walk to the door, turned around when he heard this question, looked at the old man in front of him, and said calmly and indifferently.
"I can answer your question, sir. If there is no accident, the location of the decisive battle should still be Manhattan Island."
"But after you raise this question, what you need to consider is no longer the answer to the question, but the price you should bear for this sentence."
"The meeting is over, you wasted everyone's time, and I said not to ask any frivolous questions, so bye sir."
As he said that, before the other party could react, Percy suddenly waved the wand in his hand, and a faint blue flame immediately swept over the old French man.
It quickly turned the opponent into ashes, and recently, as the flames burned, it gradually disappeared into the surrounding air, leaving no dust behind.
But when everyone was lamenting Percy's superb magic skills, the other party had already left the meeting room, and everyone did not dare to stay, and left the meeting room one after another.