Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Little Hangleton, the living room of Riddle House.

As the evacuation order was communicated, the silent Riddle House turned into a temporary transit point.

Elena sat at the end of the long table in the living room, while looking at the reports sent by the combat teams in various regions, she asked the group leaders responsible for this "clean-up" operation: "Has anyone found the ancient magic text record? Does the European Ministry of Magic still have any remaining slates?"

Kurt Maier shrugged, exchanged glances with several colleagues around him, and quickly replied.

"Wait a minute, I can look for it..."

He drew out his magic wand and tapped it towards the stack of documents. The words "magic text" and "runi text" appeared out of nowhere.

Falling lightly like a spider web hanging from the ceiling, Elena noticed that many of the text on the manuscript began to flicker.

There seemed to be a strong wind suddenly blowing in the living room, blowing the list of action records constantly turning the pages, and finally stopped on some record pages imprinted with light magic light. Kurt Maier picked up the "search results" and took a closer look, shook his head and said.

"Sorry, Miss, we didn't find a new magic text inheritance slab."

"It's a pity." Elena replied slightly disappointed.

It seems that Grindelwald’s search in the European magic world a few decades ago was very thorough. Even after decades, no new magic text inheritance was re-incorporated into the warehouses of the Ministry of Magic of various countries. If she wants to master the new ancient Mowen, still have to work on those old wizards.

At the same time, she couldn't help feeling a little, feeling that the magic research of the Ministry of Magic of various countries was too lagging and slow.

Judging from the current progress, let alone "cross-age" magic achievements, the magic world has not even picked up the knowledge decades ago.

"Modern wizards are inferior to ancient wizards. This is simply outrageous...Magic is not an aura."

Elena glanced at the files containing the research materials related to Mowen, muttered a low voice, and then asked:

"Then the European wizards' household registration materials and the archives of judgments over the years, have all these been obtained?"

"Yes." Kurt Maier replied affirmatively, "The British Ministry of Magic is the last batch. All the files related to the target magic world were emptied in the first place, but the specific information is still being sorted out. In, here is a rough list of contents and completion status..."

This old "Uzist Party" backbone elder turned out several documents and handed them to Elena with a bit of pride.

"After the evacuation order was issued, I asked them to compile this list document to facilitate the overview and coordination."

"Huh? This is... a timely combat summary report?"

Elena looked at Kurt with a little surprise, and looked at the report in her hand with some surprise.

It has to be said that compared to the uneven subordinates of Ups and Downs, the old followers of Grindelwald have crushed almost the entire range in terms of appearance, strength, IQ, and EQ, and most importantly, they learn and accept The ability of new things is still quite strong.

She just mentioned a few words before, but she did not expect that in this operation, the execution of the Destiny Group was stronger than she thought.

Kurt Maier glanced at the surprise in the eyes of "Miss", the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said flatly.

"Well, yes, if you think there are any omissions or additions, we still have surplus remedies now."

"Understood, thank you very much. Let me first see if there are any problems."

Elena nodded, waved her magic wand to make the light in the living room brighter, and turned her attention to the file at hand.

"The residence address, family members, surrounding environment of the wizards in the UK...Hmm? The Ministry of Magic still does something. The household registration statistics work is done quite well. These data are directly archived and entered into the system of the Succubus City later. , Delineate the area where wizards live."

"Weissengamo trial records, Greek magic court trial minutes...Except for the United Kingdom, copy the rest and put them back."

"Manuscripts and materials related to the Department of Mystery Affairs? I see that the Ministry of Magic is really guarding Jinshan to beg for food."

"Huh? Why didn't you see the abuse of the Muggle Office? And the abuse of the Magic Office... If time is not enough, the people who notify us will take these things together, there is no need to take care of sports and other things, traffic The company’s files will also be cleaned up."

Elena frowned and turned a few times, then turned her head to look at the wizards standing next to her and ordered.

"Also, don't take the documents from the Muggle Contact Office. I'm worried they won't know who to warn them..."

The operational efficiency of the Destiny Wizard greatly exceeded Elena’s expectations. Or, to be more precise, the internal defense loopholes in the Ministry of Magic have completely exceeded her previous expectations. All the backhands aimed at protecting magic and institutions are completely useless except After spending a little time on the Floo network, the Destiny Wizard walked into the Ministry of Magic as if he had entered the land of no one, and directly waved his wand to remove everything that could be taken away, without any twists and turns.

In this case, Elena had to adjust the ability evaluation level of the Ministry of Magic of various countries downward a bit.

After all, judging from the feedback from Tonks and Kingsley, it seems that the Ministry of Magic has not yet found a solution to the collapse of the Floo Network.

No one knows how to reconnect to the Floo Network... The wizards in the Floo Network office will only access it and will not repair it... You won't have to provide technical support from Hogwarts, right? Elena's thoughts were mixed, and a golden red fire suddenly lit up in the living room.

Elena turned her head to look subconsciously, and saw a familiar face, a face that she would only see at meals.

He has a long silver beard, blue eyes, half-moon glasses, and a long nose, but it seems to have been broken at least twice. No one in the magic world today does not know this wizard Hogwarts principal, the patron saint of magic, Dark nemesis and secret cultivator, Albus Dumbledore.

And beside Dumbledore, there was the Huberian goblin chief mate who looked a little frightened.

"Yo, good evening, Professor Dumbledore."

Elena waved her hand calmly, and said while flipping through the report at hand.

"The Ministry of Magic has not found a way to repair the Floo network. Maybe you should go there and see if you can help. If you don't plan to tutor the clumsy graduates, you can just read the report if you have any problems... The information, lists, and task records are all here."

Before Dumbledore could speak, Elena waved her hand casually, and continued to block the old man's interrogation in advance.

"You have also seen how bad the Ministry of Magic’s security is. There are so many important information and magic items. If the weeds on the street do not have any protective measures. If these fall into the wrong hands, it is much more dangerous than it is now. About this series Whether the behavior is correct or not, we can discuss it slowly after tonight’s action is over, but now you’d better choose action instead of having meaningless debates and accusations on your tongue..."

"For example..."

Elena grabbed a handful of small fish from her chest and beckoned in Dumbledore's direction.

Phoenix Fox uttered a sweet scream, and glided over the shoulder of the old wizard silently, and fell to Elena's side, unconsciously began to peck at the small snacks carefully cooked by the Hogwarts house elves. I didn't even realize the tension in the living room.

On the other side, Elena touched the warm and soft golden red feathers of the Phoenix, and gently shook her head towards the wizards around.

"Well, most of the things of the British Ministry of Magic are transited here. If you insist on sending it back, you can carry it yourself. Otherwise, you can help organize and review the action report... Of course, or you can consider turning back time. We have taken away a lot of time converters from the Ministry of Magic, and they haven’t been sealed for the time being. If there is anything useful, you can use it at will..."

"……so"

Dumbledore's mouth twitched, looking at the lovely angelic face on the side of a Gingeron hill a year ago.

I don’t know why, with Elena’s voice, his faintly aching heart no longer hurts so much. Perhaps he is finally getting used to this little witch’s "surprise gift". Muttering, it is too difficult to deal with.

Dumbledore looked around at the destiny wizards around him, as well as the items and documents that were being counted and sealed, and his beard trembled several times.

"Anyway, your action this time is too dangerous. It is not a good idea to completely anger the Ministry of Magic."

"Your Majesty, urgent information!"

At this moment, a sharp, piercing voice suddenly interrupted Dumbledore's words.

With a slight explosion, a goblin appeared in the living room and hurriedly said to Elena.

"The message from the Gringotts branch in Armenia said that more than a dozen Ministry of Magic gathered in the lobby of the bank, hoping that Gringotts would provide them with assistance to retake the Ministry of Magic occupied by the'dark wizards'. The preparations for the remote meeting have been completed. Your Majesty, what you mean by this..."

"For help? Oh, of course, of course, we have always been partners in justice!"

Elena was stunned for half a second, her lips pursed lightly, a charming smile bloomed, and she glanced at Dumbledore playfully.

"Look, Professor Dumbledore, you obviously have a misunderstanding that we are never bad guys. We are reliable allies on the side of the magical government and justice in times of crisis. Now I have to find a way to help the gentlemen of the Ministry of Magic. Here is the scene for you to deal with. Anyway, your authority is the same as mine. If you have any comments or dissatisfaction, you can directly give orders. Peace and the future are always in your hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yes, Fox lends me a little bit, after all...time is running out."

Elena blinked, picked up the newborn golden red phoenix, and gently touched her wings.

"Fox, do me a favor. I'm going to the Gringotts Wizarding Bank in Diagon Alley, London. You have been there before. Professor Dumbledore, do you have no objection? Or you go out and go to the Armenian magic world. , Assist the Ministry of Magic to repair the Floo network?"

"...When things are over tonight, we have to have a good meeting."

Dumbledore was silent for a few seconds, glanced deeply at the little witch who was getting weaker and weaker, and sighed lightly.

"Well, go and come back soon. I'm sorry to trouble you, Fox."

He gently nodded towards the pure phoenix that had fallen into the claws.

The fire flickered, and the two disappeared into the living room.

Great!