"How is that possible?" The Silver-Masked Man's expression changed at once. "Did you check everyone? What about space-folding items or anything like that?"
"We searched everyone. We're still checking the space-folding items one by one," the Wizard replied.
"Hurry up, hurry up," the Silver-Masked Man said irritably. "We're too close to Hogwarts here. I have absolutely no desire to provoke the one inside. I imagine none of you do either?
"I can tell you for certain, if we provoke that one into coming out, I'll turn tail and run. As for whether you can get away, you'll have to pray for yourselves. Bat, what do you say?"
"You called me a bat yourself. I can fly, so I'll get away even faster," the white-haired man previously addressed as Red King said flatly.
"Did you hear that? Keep looking, hurry!" the Silver-Masked Man said, joining the search himself.
Yet ten minutes later, everyone was frowning deeply, including the white-haired man who had joined in afterward.
"Lord Club King, we've looked everywhere. It really isn't here..." another Wizard said helplessly.
"I have eyes. I can see that." The Silver-Masked Man, Club King, was clearly very irritated now.
"Could someone have taken it away?" Red King asked.
"Impossible. I was following them the whole time. Absolutely no one slipped away. I stake my hair on it!" Club King said.
"Since I joined the organization, I've seen you bald more than five times," Red King said dismissively.
"That was because I lost bets with those two women, not because I'm bad at my job, all right?" Club King protested. "Could you stop airing my dirty laundry in front of the subordinates?"
As he spoke, he stole a glance at the dozen or so other Wizards. Without exception, they pretended not to have heard and