"Vizet's judgment was absolutely right!" Moody paced back and forth, the thump, thump of his wooden leg striking the floor echoing through the research room. "And he thought it through very thoroughly!"
"Since that bunch of lunatics spent so long planning this operation, they must have something else hidden up their sleeves, waiting to watch us run around in a panic!"
"The Muggle government? Hah!" He gave a cold snort. "Expecting them to believe wizards—that's the real nonsense! And gathering all the students together? Unless Merlin personally goes and sends the Muggle president a dream!"
"That isn't necessarily true..." Dumbledore cut in. "We still have to talk to one another. We can't simply declare that cooperation with the Muggles is impossible."
"At least as far as I know, France has just completed an election. The new president has probably only been in office for a few short months. I believe there should still be room to mediate in the middle of this."
"The Ministry of Magic only contacts the head of the Muggle government, right?" Moody asked back. "Even if that Muggle president is willing to believe it, what about the people under that Muggle president?"
"Some principles are universal. The Muggle government has even more staff than the Ministry of Magic. Even if the Muggle government staff were told about this, they'd probably just pass the buck and get tangled up in red tape..."
"I'm afraid by the time Vizet's operation is over, they still won't have discussed their way to a result! Vizet sees it very clearly! Both roads are dead ends! Focusing on solving one problem is the right call!"
"I'm more concerned about another question..." a retired Auror took over. "The madness of this plan is practically dancing in a dragon's mouth."
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