Allen raised his head, his gaze cold and hard. He drew in a deep breath, his voice even. "Since Voldemort dared to set his sights on you, then I imagine he has already prepared himself for my retaliation."
"Allen, calm down! Of course I understand how you feel..." Owen said urgently. "But now is not the time to kill Voldemort. Just as we discussed before, we need him alive right now."
"Allen, don't forget your plan. If this external enemy is gone now, if he can no longer serve as an outside threat to the wizarding world, the International Confederation of Wizards will obstruct the reforms we want to carry out." Hermione gritted her teeth. She still remembered what Allen had said to her by the Black Lake back then, and she forced herself to suppress the urge to kill Voldemort as she advised him, "The bigger picture comes first. He will be punished sooner or later."
The moment she finished speaking, Hermione clapped a hand over her mouth and looked at Allen apologetically.
"You've misunderstood. Of course I won't kill him. I have another way to take revenge on Voldemort, and I think Tom Riddle will be very pleased about it..." Having regained his usual calm, Allen tried to continue along the thread of the conversation in a steady voice. "Lenn, if the Department of Magical Law Enforcement catches any serious criminals, remember to keep two for me. Wizards, not Squibs."
Although Lenn did not know what his younger brother intended to do, he still recorded the request in his notebook.
"Allen, besides education, what other reforms do you want to carry out? Why does it involve the International Confederation of Wizards?" Owen asked patiently after lifting his teacup and waiting for them to finish. From Hermione's tone, he