"So, they're still organizing an Auror squad?"
Albert learned the news from The Boy Who Lived while teaching Harry the Fiendfyre Curse.
The International Confederation of Wizards had yet to make any move, so Kingsley naturally continued following up on the matter. But just as Albert had expected, the Ministries of Magic in various countries had no interest in intervening in England's chaos. Especially after learning about England's current dire situation, they were even less willing to send their own Aurors into danger.
After all, Voldemort had earned the title of Dark Lord for a reason. Not long ago, the Dark Wizards under his command had already taught the International Confederation of Wizards a lesson.
"What exactly are the Ministries of Magic in all those countries thinking?"
Hermione was utterly puzzled. Everyone had initially assumed that the International Confederation of Wizards' Aurors would launch a fierce offensive and deal the Dark Wizards in England a devastating blow. Yet they had dragged things out for so long just organizing an Auror team, and not a single one had appeared so far. As a result, many English wizards who had been looking forward to it believed that the Wizard Watchtower was deliberately making a joke of them.
"Launching a war against Dark Wizards rashly carries enormous risks. If Dark Wizards appeared in another country, would you be willing to risk your lives and fight for justice?" Albert looked meaningfully at the three of them. "Especially when the enemy is someone as dangerous as the Dark Lord."
The three exchanged glances and fell silent.
"That's true. They probably want to stay as far away as possible. Where would they find the courage to throw themselves in front of the Dark Lord?" Harry suddenly felt rather stupid. He had finally figured out what was