The Lost Thick-billed Parrot

"What should we do with those we just captured?" Sebastian Sallow asked. "Should we kill them now, or pick a time?"

Ominis Gaunt suggested, "Serena just mentioned a good suggestion: use the Living Death Potion to control them..."

"Since North America is sending people over, we can't let them leave empty-handed. We just need them to help deal with the Isaiah Society members..."

Sebastian Sallow glanced at the corpse in the corner, nodded, and said, "Good suggestion. They've killed so many Muggle; it's time they paid their dues!"

"I have no objection either," Serena Pendragon said. "When we surrounded them in Mumbai, we seized some Living Death Potion, which will come in handy."

Flames erupted deep within the cellar as the three, carrying the surviving Muggle, slowly stepped into the cellar passage.

Ominis Gaunt asked, "The situation seems a bit different in North America... Will the Isaiah Society to proceed with the plan this time bring more uncertainty?"

"Probably not." Serena Pendragon took out the folded Mesopotamia Daily. "Since there are Muggle who pay attention to Fire Dragon, there will naturally be Muggle who pay attention to other things."

"Wizet?" Sebastian Sallow chimed in. "He handled things beautifully this time! No wonder you said we didn't need to go there ourselves."

Ominis Gaunt nodded. "The significance lies in having those who can mobilize the Magical Congress to work together to accomplish this..."

"So we should have faith in him!" Serena Pendragon laughed, "Just like the Isaiah Society ... had faith in their former Lord."

Sebastian Sallow was the first to emerge from the cellar. "Of course!"

"Have faith in my the Master," Herpo said. "This success in New York shows that everything is under our control."

A hesitant voice said, "Death and plague—only death can be considered a real success."

"The timing is off... The deaths that should have occurred on February 26th... have been delayed until now, a full six months have passed... and those Werewolf..."

Another voice countered, "Werewolf are the most marginalized group among wizards, so it's normal for them to be besieged and controlled like this."

"Instead of infecting wizards with Lycanthropy, we should figure out how to deal with Muggle, which would bring more plague... and death."

"That's a good suggestion," Herpo agreed. "If it can be implemented successfully, you will be rewarded when our the Master succeeds!"

"Famine is always present... but death, plague, and war are not long enough... although the Appaloosa Family has been eliminated, they have already made the greatest contribution!"

"It is time to turn our attention to the Middle East... to bring enough death, plague and war there... Ladies and gentlemen, let us pause for a moment to mourn for the Appaloosa Family, and then strive onward!"

After about a week of rest, New York, which had been hit by Fire Dragon and a torrential downpour, has finally returned to its usual hustle and bustle.

Due to the large amount of follow-up work that needs to be done, all offices and council chambers of the Magical Congress have been requisitioned and cannot be used as venues for international symposiums.

After active negotiation and communication, the Animagus International Symposium changed its location and moved to Central Park to continue.

Unlike before, the road leading into Wizarding Central Park was devoid of any Muggle; instead, it was filled with various animals.

A peregrine falcon descended from the sky, its feathers shed, and it transformed into the form of Babajide Akingbade, appearing before Wizet and Luna.

"Young people really do think differently from us..." He turned and glanced behind him, "Those animals are all Animagus ..."

"To avoid unnecessary trouble, this road is covered with Muggle-Repelling Charm so that they don't mistake it for part of the zoo."

Wizet chuckled and replied, "We just visited the zoo."

"We just met a Thick-billed Parrot..." Luna couldn't help but chuckle. "He seemed lost, wandering around the zoo for a long time..."

Wizet laughed too, "It also attracted the attention of quite a few administrators, who chased after him all the way."

"We just happened to be passing by, helped him out of his troubles, and then brought him here..."

He pointed to a tree in front of him, where a Thick-billed Parrot stood with its head held high, looking proud.

Several dogs of different breeds stood under the tree, all looking up and barking at the Thick-billed Parrot. The normally noisy Thick-billed Parrot, however, didn't want to pay any attention to them at this moment.

The reason for this was that the Thick-billed Parrot almost made a fool of itself, so it simply flew to a tree and remained silent to avoid communicating with other wizards.

"Thick-billed Parrot ..." Babajide Akingbade murmured, frowning as if thinking about something, "It should be a wizard from Mexico ... his name seems to be Lorenzo Flores."

"I had some exchanges and communication with him about Castelobruxo a couple of years ago, and the Animagus he's here to attend this seminar is probably because he has also succeeded."

Castelobruxo is Magic School in South America, located deep in a tropical rainforest in Brazil;

Unlike the Hogwarts Castle, Castelobruxo's school buildings are square, resembling an ancient temple.

As Babajide Akingbade walked, he said, "Actually, in the last century, there were quite frequent exchanges between Magic School."

"Like Castelobruxo, Dumbledore once told me that he had interacted with students at Hogwarts when he was studying there..."

"He said that he was young and hot-blooded at the time, and had a dispute with students of Castelobruxo over the ownership of a hidden school of magic..."

"However, with the start of the World Wizarding War... and the subsequent appearance of Voldemort, exchanges between Magic School decreased."

"That's a real shame," Wizet remarked.

Babajide Akingbade continued, "Especially Hogwarts... because of Voldemort's appearance, there has been significant discord within the school, and its voices have become much quieter in recent years."

"However, your appearance has vindicated Hogwarts, especially that paper, which was really well written and gave me a sense of enlightenment."

"Fortunately, I work for the International Confederation of Wizards, which is why I was able to read that paper in Transfiguration Today on the recommendation of President Dumbledore."

Wizet coughed lightly and quickly said, "Mr. Akingbade... you're too kind."