As Karl Gustafsson's words fell, the air inside the Round Hall seemed to freeze in that instant.
The Muggle High-levels exchanged glances, their expressions looking much more relaxed than before.
Amelia Bones's face was livid. She turned slightly and lowered her voice as she said to Dumbledore, "Albus, should we..."
Having fully adapted to the position of Minister of Magic, she immediately heard the undisguised ambition in Karl Gustafsson's words. This was not negotiation at all, but naked plunder of power.
"Amelia, put your mind at ease!" Dumbledore shook his head lightly, a sharp gleam flashing through his azure eyes. "I believe Vizet can handle the current situation perfectly well."
"Compared with before, the situation during the 'Paris Region Incident' was far worse. You must understand, right now they are only discussing issues. It has not yet come to casualties."
Back when the "Paris Region Incident" happened, Vizet had contacted him and laid out the entire plan for dealing with the Isaiah Society.
It was a mad, bold, yet meticulous plan, enough to prove that even under tremendous pressure, Vizet could still maintain sufficient calm and strategy.
And now, what Vizet needed to face was merely a small alliance among the Muggle High-levels, and the last struggle of several representatives who had been chosen to serve as "scapegoats."
Dumbledore waited with great interest, a faint sense of anticipation rising in his heart. If those "scapegoats" remained so relentless, perhaps... something unexpected might happen yet.
Especially after he had studied the Ritual Magic Array in the Round Hall out of curiosity, that anticipation seemed... to be growing stronger and stronger.
Some fundamental problems were actually very difficult to reconcile through so-called "understanding."
If one truly wanted the other side to accept certain views, one had to consider whether to adopt extreme