With the action plan for the interior settled, it was time to plan the operations for the exterior.
Roy pulled a close-up photograph of Tiago Brando from somewhere, drew the dagger from his waist, and heavily pinned that somewhat frivolous and arrogant smiling face on the whiteboard.
When it came to the primary target, the light and effortless smile on Roy's face vanished. Looking at Tiago's smiling face on the photograph, which had been split right down the middle by the dagger, Roy's tone carried an indescribable heaviness.
"This guy gives me a very dangerous feeling. The sense of oppression he gives me with every move is second only to Dumbledore."
Hearing Roy, Aisling also nodded, put the battle plan in her hand back onto the desktop, and walked over to Roy with the same serious expression, earnestly reaching out to pat Roy's shoulder.
"I think so too. I've already sent people to investigate this guy's resume. Tiago Brando—the resume he left at the Egyptian Ministry of Magic is suspiciously clean."
At the mention of that unfathomable man, the expressions of Roy and Aisling sank at the same time. If this operation was to succeed, restricting that fellow's intervention was the absolute key of keys.
"I know. Whatever secrets he has, we'll find out after this operation."
Roy pulled out a marker, yanked off the cap, drew a circle around Tiago's photo, and then fluidly wrote a string of names around Tiago.
"King against king, general against general. To keep Tiago in check, strength is one aspect, and influence is another. During the Christmas holiday, my idea is to have Dumbledore step forward to invite Brando to visit Hogwarts as a guest, while feeding him false misdirection through Professor Jobana's covert line."
Aisling crossed her arms and nodded; she approved