The Dark Wizards' Assist: "This..."
Watching the Meeting Room descend into complete chaos, Kingsley felt exceptionally conflicted. He could not say whether this was good or bad, but he knew he had to do something.
"The number of Dark wizards attacking us definitely won't be large. We should pick up our wands and drive them back."
Although Kingsley shouted at the top of his lungs, no one was willing to listen to his nonsense.
The place was in an uproar, full of useless teammates who could not be counted on.
If Apparition had not been impossible inside the Meeting Room, these "important figures" would probably have all fled already.
Unfortunately, just like the Ministry of Magic, the International Wizarding Federation's Meeting Room was protected against Apparition.
And so, this scene unfolded before them.
Many people wanted to leave this troublesome place before the Dark wizards arrived.
Left with no choice, Kingsley raised his wand and made a loud noise, forcibly suppressing the commotion in the Meeting Room.
"Calm down. There won't be many Dark wizards coming, at most a small squad. There are at least several times more of us than them, so we can definitely—"
Before Kingsley could finish, the important figures around him ignored him.
Countless "important figures" were likely cursing him in their hearts.
After all, even the Auror squad responsible for security here had been defeated. How could they possibly be a match for those Dark wizards? Getting these "important figures" to muster the courage to fight them was clearly impossible.
Babajide Akingbade, chairman of the International Wizarding Federation, was comparatively calm. Though he too wished to lead everyone in driving back the invading enemies, he knew full well what these people were like and did not place much hope in them. At the first opportunity,