Seven Dragon Fangs Gather

The date is June 12th, Friday.

After several days of intense OWL exams, a brief respite finally arrived. For most Slytherin students, this was a chance to catch their breath.

Skylar knew that Morrie and Hermione had an Ancient Runes test that day, but the others were mostly preparing for the next test.

The Slytherin Common Room was unusually lively. The green flames in the fireplace flickered, casting dappled light on the stone walls, and the air was filled with the scents of parchment, ink, and a slightly weary mood.

"I swear, if the next examiner asks me to explain the relationship between concentration and spell stability again, I'll really break my quill pen on the spot." Pansy leaned back in her armchair, rubbing her wrists as she made no attempt to hide her impatience.

"At least you managed to finish it." Daphne's tone was calm, but unusually weary. "The second half of that Transfiguration paper was practically a selection process for future Ministry of Magic officials."

Nott, sitting in the shadows not far away, flipping through his notes, scoffed at the words. "That was their goal all along. The exam is just an excuse; what they really want to see is who can stay clear-headed under pressure."

"Awake?" Goyle looked up blankly. "All I want to do right now is sleep for three days."

Crabbe nodded in agreement, casually dragging a plate of snacks in front of him, and mumbled, "Or four days."

Millicent Bulstrode, sitting on the other side of the sofa, unusually refrained from arguing with Pansy, and simply sighed, "I'm even dreaming about writing my thesis, and when I wake up I think I've turned in my Herbology assignment late."

A few low laughs echoed in the lounge, finally easing the tense atmosphere somewhat.

Draco leaned against the fireplace, looking visibly more relaxed, fiddling with his cufflinks, but his tone still carried his usual arrogance.

"At least I don't have an exam today. For me, this is the best news in almost a week." He said, his gaze unconsciously sweeping towards Skylar not far away.

Skylar sat near the window, leaning against the stone wall, his posture relaxed, yet he always seemed detached from the surrounding noise. He was flipping through a thick magic book, but didn't seem to be really reading it.

"You actually still have the mood to read?" Pansy raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you tired?"

Skylar glanced at her, closed the book, and said indifferently, "Just flipping through it casually."

"Just flipping through it?" Pansy was clearly skeptical. "I bet your book is harder than our exam."

Skylar didn't reply, but simply tapped the spine of the book.

Draco scoffed, his tone tinged with impatience, yet he implicitly agreed, "To him, these exams are nothing special."

As soon as those words were spoken, the surrounding voices unconsciously lowered, and the joy that had finally been relieved from the pressure of exams vanished without a trace.

Nighttime, Chamber of Secrets behind a mirror on the fifth floor.

For the first time, the Seven Dragon Fangs gathered together in front of Skylar.

The first thing to catch the eye was the Hidden Rat.

Peter Pettigrew stood there quietly, his figure still thin, but no trace of his former timidity and cowardice remained. His gaze was steady and sharp, like a dagger that had been repeatedly honed. Under his cloak, one could vaguely see crisscrossing old scars, not marks left by duels, but by the battlefield.

It seems that, having been tempered by war, he has been transformed, exuding the aura of a decisive and ruthless strongman.

"The Middle East front is over," Hidden Rat reported in a low voice, his tone calm and concise. "I've become the leader of a small squad within a large mercenary group in the Bounty Hunters Guild, with twelve men under my command, all battle-hardened veterans, and they're all willing to serve me."

Skylar's gaze lingered on the Hidden Rat for a moment, then he nodded. "Your survival speaks for itself."

The Hidden Rat showed neither humility nor boasting; it simply bowed its head slightly, like a soldier returning to his unit after completing a mission.

Besides the students of the Sleeping Dragon Society, the wizarding armed combat forces directly under Skylar's control include the Black Rose Society of Night Cat, the Diagon Alley Commercial Alliance Patrol of Eagle Eye, the Beast Extermination Execution Squad of Blood Mastiff, the Magical Criminal Trials Squad of Albert Runcorn, the Dragon Taming Force of the MacFusty Clan, the Alchemist Force of the Hohenheim Family, and the guards of the thirteen vassal families under Skylar's command. In total, he now has eight armies composed of adult wizards.

This doesn't even include the alien forces indirectly controlled by him— the Vampire royal family, the six major clans of the Hag, the Green Demon Goblin Subversion Group, and the Giant and Werewolf forces that he recently subdued.

Now, with the addition of the Hidden Rat mercenary squad, Skylar's fighting force has been Tiger Takes Wing. Once the Fudge faction in the Ministry of Magic is officially overthrown, Skylar is absolutely confident that he can bring the Auror, the scouts, and the Hit Wizard under his control. Skylar doesn't even want to let go of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad.

[The "Hidden Rat Mercenary Corps" (12 members) has been obtained!]

"Among the Seven Dragon Fangs," Skylar continued, his voice low but causing everyone to instinctively tense up, "Reverse Scale and Hidden Rat are masters of concealment and are also experts in Animagus, making them natural intelligence cores."

Reverse Scale Rita Skeeter, her lips curving into a meaningful smile, twirled a quill pen between her fingers, yet unusually remained silent.

"Night Cat, Eagle Man," Skylar's gaze shifted to Irina Selwyn and Bletchley Family, "You are both seasoned veterans, ruthless and decisive. Continue to manage the Black Rose Society and the Diagon Alley Commercial Alliance for me."

The Night Cat bowed slightly, his expression calm and elegant; the Eagle Man simply nodded, like a raptor ready to swoop down at any moment.

"As for the three of you—" Skylar looked at Black Widow, Thousand Charms, and Blood Mastiff, "Currently you are more like my 'eyes' planted within the magical world. But your value shouldn't stop there."

Currently, Black Widow is in charge of the intelligence network left behind by the Shadow of the Magic Dragon, Thousand Charms is infiltrated by both the Order of the Phoenix and the Auror forces, and Blood Mastiff is in charge of the Beast Extermination Execution Squad. Their duties all revolve around intelligence gathering, but in Skylar's view, they can do much more.

As these words were spoken, the candlelight seemed to flicker slightly.

Skylar's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable determination. "You need stronger self-defense capabilities."

"Since you don't have any other duties for the time being—" He turned his head slightly and looked at the Hidden Rat.

The Hidden Rat immediately understood, a sharp glint flashing in its eyes.

"From now on," Skylar said, "You will be in charge of guiding everyone in Animagus training."

"Yes, Master," the Hidden Rat replied, bowing.

"You are an exception," Skylar then turned his gaze to Reverse Scale, who already possessed Animagus Reverse Scale could transform into a ladybug. "You have a new mission."

"The Fudge faction is finished," Skylar said. "Since they're still struggling in their death throes, I don't mind speeding things up—"

"In the time that follows," he said, his tone slightly cold, "you will focus on digging up all their dirt—"

Reverse Scale's lips slowly curled up, revealing an expression that could almost be described as pleasure.

"I'm talking about all the dirt—corruption, framing, backroom deals, racial discrimination, illegal surveillance, even something as trivial as body odor—I won't let it go," Skylar added. "This time, I want a fatal blow."

After the Seven Dragon Fangs left, a crackling sound rang out, Dobby appeared with Winky, Dino, Sasha, Dazed, and Dum-Dum.

"What is the current state of the world?" Skylar asked calmly, his tone carrying an inherent authority.

In the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, the Britain wizarding world has undergone tremendous changes, but Skylar, too busy to spare any time, has been unable to find the time to receive intelligence on the international situation outside of Britain.

" In France, all families that have intermarried with the Veela tribe have begun full-scale preparations for a major war. Beauxbatons' dueling training courses have been remarkably effective, successfully cultivating a group of students specializing in dueling. Currently, Headmaster Maxime has hired a group of alchemists at great expense to strengthen the castle's defenses," said Winky, who is in charge of France.

"In Germany and Switzerland, since the Hohenheim Family announced their seclusion, many people have sensed something amiss. It's fair to say that the entire magical community is shrouded in an atmosphere of impending doom," Dino, who is in charge of this area, said in a deep voice.

"In the Northern Europe region, Karkaroff's appeasement policy of winning people's hearts has successfully cultivated a group of loyal students, including the top three on the student combat power list. The North Sea Viking Corps is also actively stockpiling food, medicine, and magical cannonballs, and the fleet can land at any important port at any time," said Sasha, who is in charge of the Northern Europe.

"In Italy, the Millefiore Family has returned with even greater power, launching another attack on the Vongola Family, and the offensive is more ferocious than ever before..." said the Dazed in charge of Southern Europe.

"In Egypt, after news of Anubi's death spread, the Egypt Cairo Black Market immediately ceased operations, and trade almost completely came to a standstill. Taking advantage of this, the Egyptian Ministry of Magic deployed Auror to launch an intensive and comprehensive crackdown on the black market," Dum-Dum, who was in charge of the Africa region, reported.

" In the Middle East, several months ago, Cobra Organization and international bounty hunters clashed multiple times, with both sides suffering losses. However, recently, six top Cobra executives have suddenly disappeared. Based on some information, it is speculated that they may have led a group of people out of the Middle East and infiltrated Europe through clandestine means."

"In Eastern Europe, news has come from Romanian Dragon Reserve that in the past two months, demand for dragon claws, Dragon Hide, and blood has surged dramatically on the black markets of various countries, causing prices to triple and resulting in record-high net profits for dragon farms..."

"Reports of unidentified individuals and suspicious activities are pouring in from Greece, and the Greece Ministry of Magic, which is always short-staffed, is overwhelmed and struggling to cope..."

"In South America, Venezuela has recently seen a series of disappearances of Muggle girls, all of whom are seventeen or eighteen years old. Some suspect this is a sign of the resurgence of Voodoo that has been dormant for many years... inevitably bringing to mind their bloodthirsty and cruel sacrificial rituals..."

"In Spain..."

Skylar nodded, offering no comment, and fell into deep thought.

Just as he had foreseen, the simultaneous appearance of five Dark Lords was enough to attract the attention of magical authorities worldwide, as no country's Ministry of Magic possessed the ability to confront five Dark Lords working together on its own.

Even Skylar himself, if Dumbledore and Grindelwald hadn't intervened that day, would probably have had a hard time escaping unscathed.

"Winky, contact the four great sorcerers of Silver Spear for me. I need to hire a highly experienced multinational combat team at great expense to support the Vongola Family in Italy. At this critical juncture, we can't afford to lose our only ally in Southern Europe."

"Dino, you're in charge of contacting the Vogel Family and facilitating communication between me and the German Ministry of Magic as soon as possible. Tell them that Germany is no longer safe, but as the eldest son of the House of Malfoy and the son-in-law of the Hohenheim family, I'm willing to extend a hand of friendship to them."

"Dum-Dum, go to Egypt and try to contact the remaining Twelve Tomb Keeper Families. They should have gone into seclusion all these years, but the Alchemy Research Center should have clues about them. Once you find them, tell them... I'm interested in meeting with them to discuss the possibility of cooperation."

Finally, Skylar turned his gaze to Dobby.

"Dobby, your task is the most important. Tell Yaxley and Thicknesse that the Ministry of Magic is in a state of panic, Fudge's downfall is imminent. I need them to speed things up and help me take control of the Department of Magical Transportation as soon as possible—first, support Mrs. Edgecombe to become the Director of the Floo Network Office, then place more trusted confidants in there, and finally support Thicknesse to become the new Department of Magical Transportation."

The House Elf dared not disobey Skylar's orders, and after bowing respectfully, they immediately Apparition and departed.