"Are you sure you want to do this? Our goal may be great, but isn't this too great a sacrifice?" In the Forbidden Forest on the outskirts of Hogsmeade, two tall men stood side by side, one dark-haired and the other blond.
The dark-haired man spoke with some hesitation.
The two were none other than the Dark Council's two Jokers.
No other Dark Council Members accompanied them. There were only the two of them.
In the distance, two powerful wizards were locked in fierce combat in the air.
One was Voldemort, the United Kingdom's most powerful Dark Wizard of the century, who had dealt with the Dark Council not long before.
The other was Jacques Xilieikesi, considered France's most powerful wizard in nearly a hundred years.
Their battle undoubtedly represented the highest level of the Wizard World, and for a time they were evenly matched. Gradually, however, Jacques Xilieikesi, with his merely mortal body, fell behind.
"Perhaps a little, but we're stuck at the final step now. This is the most promising way, isn't it?" The blond Black Joker's tone was calm.
He had already taken an elegantly shaped wand in hand. "Besides, it was bound to happen sooner or later. That uncle of mine is already very old.
"The blow of losing this battle would presumably have shortened his life considerably anyway. I'm merely bringing the end forward a little!"
"Although I don't quite approve, this is a choice that benefits the organization's plans, after all. I have no reason to refuse." Red Joker nodded. Rather than saying anything more on that, he watched the battle in the sky and spoke in a distant tone.
Neither spoke again. They simply watched the battle overhead.
Jacques was clearly at a complete disadvantage now, barely holding on. Everyone below was ready