Things often developed in unexpected ways.
On the very night the Auror reinforcements sent to England suffered devastating losses, the International Confederation of Wizards' enormous bounty on Voldemort swiftly spread across the world with the cooperation of various countries. That staggering reward notice, in particular, left countless people dumbfounded.
However, the news left both the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters silent.
"The International Confederation of Wizards probably doesn't want to keep interfering in England's situation, which is why they're using a huge bounty on Voldemort to make their stance and attitude clear."
Kingsley possessed sharper political instincts than most members of the Order of the Phoenix. Upon hearing the news, he guessed the International Confederation of Wizards' true intentions.
"Looks like they were scared senseless!" Sirius Black said with a disdainful curl of his lip. "Forget it. We never expected them to succeed from the start anyway."
"Not necessarily. There are still plenty of powerful wizards in this world. With such a huge reward, perhaps someone can help us get rid of The Dark Lord," Fleur comforted them softly.
"The chances are low. Just look at the huge bounties on Harry and Anderson. Those things have more symbolic value than practical value. I reckon most people will just treat it as a joke." Bill clearly did not think much of the bounty, nor did he hold any expectations for the International Confederation of Wizards anymore.
"No wonder Anderson used them as cannon fodder," Ron muttered.
"Don't go spouting things that undermine unity," Hermione warned, glaring at Ron.
"At first, some people will probably be unable to resist the temptation, but they'll only be going to their deaths. Once a batch of capable wizards have died, no one will keep targeting The Dark Lord."
Moody knew quite a