Wizard-Dragon Knights

In the living room, the wizards sat around an ornately decorated long table.

No one dared to move or speak; they all kept their heads down, like wooden sculptures.

What... what should I say?!

Ask the Dark Lord, what did he do when he called Narcissa away for half an hour?

Or... ask Narcissa why she returned home disheveled, with tears streaming down her face, looking completely dazed?

Otherwise, ask what happened with that scream?

Did Draco Malfoy's son, discover something and want to stop it?

These doubts alone are enough to make the Death Eaters conjure up a love story no less dramatic than that of the Ministry of Magic's Old Qin.

But I can't ask... Am I crazy?!

So, Lucius was the one who suffered the most.

He's in prison, just started rehabilitation... The Dark Lord took over his manor and used it as his command center, now even his wife and kids are gone...

If he found out, he'd probably write seven "misery" characters in prison, then fly into a rage and transform into a super green man.

However, Voldemort didn't care what his servants were thinking. He simply waved his hand and announced the official start of the war council.

This meeting featured many new faces.

This is normal. With several missions failing, many Death Eaters have been killed or captured, and fresh blood must be replenished.

Among them are wizards personally recruited by Voldemort, the most notable being... the MacFusty family.

"Come sit here, Jaehaerys," Voldemort beckoned and called out affectionately.

Jaehaerys MacFusty sat calmly beside the Dark Lord amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.

Many people secretly cursed:

The wizards who sat next to the Dark Lord never had a good ending.

Bellatrix from the very beginning, Rosier last summer, Malfoy a few months ago... which one didn't run into trouble?

Thinking about it this way, everyone immediately felt more at ease.

However, Jaehaerys's words immediately displeased the wizards present.

"Master, we can provide sixteen well-trained Hebridean Black," Jaehaerys said eagerly.

"With the addition of our family's Witch Dragon Knights, we are guaranteed to complete any mission without failure."

Jaehaerys glanced smugly at the other Death Eaters, his sarcasm obvious.

However, Jaehaerys really does have the confidence to back it up.

The Hebdiri Black Dragon is a species of fire dragon that lives in the Hebdiri Islands of Scotland.

They are more aggressive than the other common Welsh Green Dragon, which is native to the Britain Isles.

For centuries, the MacFusty family has cared for the Hebridean Black.

In other words... this is their family business, they're born to train fire dragons.

Even the MacFusty family's crest is a single, three-headed, fire-breathing dragon on a black background with red markings.

"Master, if you can conquer Romanina and hand over the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary to our family..." Jaehaerys said confidently.

"I guarantee that I will provide you with thirty tamed fire dragons in one year."

With these fire dragons and shaman dragon riders, we can turn any land that refuses to submit into scorched earth.

The flames will burn every rebel who opposes you.

The "fire dragon battle" was indeed highly effective, but Voldemort remained noncommittal, glancing at the others and allowing them to speak freely.

Dolohov said impatiently, "Master, I object. This proposal is utterly unfeasible."

"Oh, tell me about it." Voldemort looked at Dolohov.

Encouraged, Dolohov quickly stood up and said:

Romania is in the Balkan Peninsula, too far from the United Kingdom.

Furthermore, France, Italy, Switzerland, and Austria— these four Europe countries—have blocked the route to Romania.

And almost all of these Minister for Magic were on good terms with the Stark.

We might be able to occupy the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary, but the cost would be unbearable.

Dolohov's words were met with nods of agreement from many wizards.

These four Ministry of Magic were among the first to condemn the Death Eaters and the You-Know-Who.

It's unclear what conditions Stark promised.

Voldemort didn't speak, but he agreed with this view.

Unlike Grindelwald, he did not want the war to spread to other countries... as that would only create more opposition.

Grindelwald is still lying low; the Romania Fire Dragon Plan can only be realized after he has reclaimed Eastern Europe.

Jaehaerys didn't expect to succeed; he was just deliberately setting a high bar to pave the way for what was to come.

He immediately settled for second best, saying:

"In that case, Master, the Goblin also have a dragon-breeding base in Ireland, specifically for training Gringotts guards."

There are also three Romanian Dragon Sanctuary under the Ministry of Magic.

Jaehaerys looked around and said:

"If we take this place, our fighting strength will increase dramatically, enough to Cleansweep the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix!"

"The Goblin are currently in a neutral stance," Avery whispered.

"If we attack Goblin, given their calculating nature, they'll immediately side with the Order of the Phoenix... That would be extremely unwise."

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Many people echoed this sentiment.

They certainly don't like Goblin, but Gringotts can't side with the Order of the Phoenix... after all, their own coffers are still inside.

"The Ministry of Magic's Romanian Dragon Sanctuary can be attacked. The Goblin can wait, but pressure must be applied to them immediately," Voldemort decided.

Jaehaerys clenched his fist, becoming excited.

His family had coveted these fire dragons for a long time, which was why he was willing to side with the Dark Lord.

Voldemort looked toward the other end of the table, the firelight casting an eerie glow in his red eyes.

"Have you found the address of our new minister, Yaxley?!"

Everyone turned their heads around again.

"Not yet, but..." Yaxley puffed out his chest.

"Master, I have taken control of Herbert Chorley, the Muggle Prime Minister."

As is customary, the new Minister for Magic will meet with the Muggle Prime Minister; we'll find out then.

Voldemort nodded slightly, reminding him, "Even the Muggle Prime Minister is protected by a wizard."

"This... I couldn't find anything." Alex was startled and nervously scratched his head.

"It's alright, Severus has already found out. It's Emmeline Vance Vance." Voldemort smiled. "She's protecting the Muggle Prime Minister."

The Dark Lord issued the order:

"Dolohov, you lead the team to ambush Bones. You must kill her."

He then looked at Yaxley and said:

"Once Bones dies, the position of Minister for Magic will immediately become vacant."

Scrimgeour is likely to succeed her as the new minister.

He's also a hardliner, which isn't in our interest.

I need you to regain control of a high-ranking official and fight for this position for us. Do you have anyone in mind?

Yaxley said thoughtfully:

"Thicknesse is a good choice; he is said to be about to be promoted to Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

He had frequent contact not only with Scrimgeour himself, but also with the heads of various departments within the Ministry of Magic.

I think if we could control such a high-ranking official, competing for the ministerial position would be a piece of cake.

"Very well, the last task." Voldemort fiddled with his wand, looking at Rookwood.

"I need Ollivander, and the owner of Florin Dauphine Ice Cream Shop in Diagon Alley... Bring them both here."

Everyone stared in astonishment at the Dark Lord.

Without Ollivander, many wizards would not be able to make wands.

They could understand taking control of this "arms" manufacturer, but why arrest the ice cream shop owner?

Does the Dark Lord want ice cream?

Voldemort offered no explanation, only his teeth chattered, his eyes burning with intensity.

Once he finds that legendary, all-powerful wand, neither Stark nor Dumbledore will be his match.

He's destined to win this wizarding war!

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