"So, they're still organizing an Auror squad?"
Albert learned the news from the Savior himself while teaching Harry the Fiendfyre Curse.
The International Wizarding Federation had yet to make any move, so Kingsley naturally continued following up on the matter. But just as Albert had expected, the Ministries of Magic in various countries had no interest in interfering with Britain's chaos. Especially after investigating Britain's current dreadful situation, they were even less willing to send their own Aurors into danger.
After all, Voldemort had earned the title of Dark Lord for a reason. He was no one to be trifled with, and the Dark wizards under his command had already taught the International Wizarding Federation a lesson not long ago.
"What do you think the Ministries of Magic in all those countries are thinking?"
Hermione was thoroughly puzzled. Everyone had originally believed that the International Wizarding Federation's Aurors would strike decisively and deal a crushing blow to Britain's Dark wizards. Yet they had dragged things out for so long just trying to assemble an Auror squad, and not a single one had appeared so far. As a result, many British wizards who had been eagerly waiting felt that the Wizard Lookout Station was deliberately making fools of them.
"Because rushing into a war against Dark wizards carries enormous risks. If Dark wizards appeared in another country, would you be willing to risk your lives and fight for justice?" Albert looked meaningfully at the three of them. "Especially when the enemy is someone as dangerous as Lord Voldemort."
The three exchanged glances and fell silent.
"That's true. They probably want to stay as far away as possible. Where would they find the courage to throw themselves in front of Lord Voldemort?" Harry suddenly felt rather foolish. He had finally figured out