While they were talking, the personnel from the various countries' Ministries of Magic had all arrived.
More than two hundred wizards had gathered together. Apart from the Quidditch World Cup two years earlier, Harry had never seen anything like it.
And unlike at the Quidditch World Cup, where nine out of ten wizards had looked like idiots, every one of these two hundred wizards had a focused gaze and looked highly capable.
Well, they were the elite drawn from each country's Ministry of Magic. Being capable should go without saying, right? Harry thought.
The French Ministry of Magic personnel had already coordinated things. While the Floo network was being opened here, people elsewhere had already enclosed the entire graveyard in a magical barrier.
Spatial magic such as Apparition or Portkeys could no longer be used inside the graveyard.
Once the assembled experts went inside, another layer of magical barrier would be added. Not only would the people inside be unable to Apparate, they would be unable to leave at all. This was to prevent the Death Eaters from escaping.
After all, they were operating at night. It was not impossible for someone to use magic such as Smoke Sparrow to escape under cover of darkness.
Of course, with Voldemort's abilities, no magical barrier could truly stop him. But even Voldemort would need some time to break a barrier erected jointly by dozens of highly skilled wizards.
Unless they could kill every wizard who went inside, no one would possibly give him that much time to do such a thing.
But could Voldemort and his Death Eaters kill the combined magical forces of six countries?
At any rate, everyone present thought it impossible.
Less than five minutes had passed between the opening of the Floo network and everyone's arrival.
They headed