Chapter 962
It's been three days since Solim left Hogwarts, and it's rare for Hogwarts students to leave for three days during the school day. He also deliberately returned to the Slytherin common room before the curfew, just to avoid attracting attention.
Draco's absence surprised Solim a little. Sylna was, but she was lying on her left side and writing a book, as if she was writing a paper on some professor.
"You're back?" Silna stuck her quill into the inkwell, "How's it going, and why did it take so long?"
"It's perfect. Solim took off his Muggle clothes.
"As for why it took three days...... Solim sighed, "it's because something happened." "
"What's wrong?" Sylna turned from her chair.
"My name Elena moved to Fair Island. "
Solim's words shocked Sylna. She knew very well what Fair Island meant, it was the shelter that his grandfather had built for his brother, which had not been used in London when the Dementors were in trouble, and now it was used, which only meant one thing......
"Someone is going to do something to you?"
"Someone might do something to us, so let's take precautions. Solim sat at the end of the bed, fingers crossed, wondering if he wanted to say anything about what was going on in the underworld—Sylna was obviously unaware that the Daily Prophet would not have published such a message, even if their editor-in-chief was there.
"What the hell is going on?" said Sylna, every time his brother spoke, nothing good happened.
"Remember what you said to me before I left?"
"Which one?" Sylna was stopped by Solim's mindless question.
"It's about going to see grandpa. "
"Did you see him?"
"I saw it, and I was told very bad news. Solim said: "Our second grandfather is dead, the eldest grandfather is seriously injured, and my uncle is missing......
In fact, the Solim brothers and sisters are not close to these two grandfathers at all, let alone the feelings between family members, but just like Solim at the beginning, Sylna was also shocked by the news and couldn't say a word for a long time.
"You heard it right, and there is nothing wrong with my expression. Solim walked up to his sister very understandingly and patted her on the head, "The family is dead—they were killed in battle, and you don't need to say it, you know who did it." "
"The Richie family dares to do it?"
Sylna recovered slightly, but the shock on her face did not subside. She knew that her two grandfathers were both great wizards, and this time they were acting together, and even Voldemort could not let the two great wizards die and be seriously injured. There is only one explanation: the Richie family was involved.
"It doesn't matter if they dare or not, they've already done it anyway. The family is preparing for revenge, otherwise I wouldn't have let Elena move to Fair Island to avoid the limelight. "
"But......" Sylna still couldn't believe it, "didn't you say that going to the underworld to capture the mysterious people is an action of the Elders?
"Listen to Grandpa, we must have come into contact with something—something they desperately wanted to hide. Solim analyzed: "You might as well think of it this way: the Rich family thinks that once the outside world knows what they are doing, the consequences will be no different from what they are doing now. Only in this case will they attack the wizard who is on a mission of the Presbyterian Church in a frenzy. "
It can be said that the thirteen families of the Council of Elders have enmity against each other, but they are only different in degree. But these ancient families have always maintained a certain degree of tacit understanding, after all, no one wants to really get angry, which leads to a reckless fight between the two families, which has no benefit except for cheapening others.
Generally speaking, everyone will try their best to save face for actions under the official banner of the Presbyterian Church, and the big deal is to get the field back next time, anyway, each family controls a department, and there is a change of office, there are many opportunities, and there is no way to get up. The Rich family went overboard this time, and the target they targeted was officially approved by the Presbyterian Church.
The Dementor incident in London is very bad, it has actually caused the wizarding world to be exposed, but it has only ended up with the fire, and it is naturally impossible for the Presbyterians, as the true ruler of Europe, to ignore the mastermind behind all this. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Arresting Voldemort and sealing him away was an action approved by a meeting of the Council of Elders. Although this is inseparable from the various lobbying and exchange of interests of the Selwyn family, official action is official action.
It is no secret that the Richie family is shielding Voldemort and his party, at least the thirteen families know about it, but what is private is a private matter, and the nature of the blatant attack on the Presbyterian operatives is very different.
"Did Grandpa say what the family was going to do next?" asked Sylna.
"The family has already called back most of the people in the United States, and only four people have been left for Grandpa. Solim held out his hand and gestured, "Now they are probably still fighting, and when they are almost done, the family should be ready to do it—with some degree of support from the Council of Elders." After all, Richie is also a contract family, and he can't kill them all and is not allowed to kill them all. "
"So you sent Elena straight to the island when you got the news, why don't you send it back to the castle, it's absolutely safe there. "
"If you could, would you rather stay on Fall Island, or the family castle?" asked Solim rhetorically.
"Okay, so what does she 207 do every day, or rather, what can she do?"
Sylna knew Elena well, and since she came into contact with the material life of ordinary people, unless she put on a wizard's robe that she hadn't worn for a long time and picked up a wand, it was almost obvious that she was still a formally educated wizard.
Elena can be said to have fallen into the novelty of television and all kinds of ordinary people's society.
Sylna is well aware of the situation on Fell Island, where there is nothing but stones and the sea breeze. She didn't think Elena would be able to endure a life of doing nothing all day.
"I think you've forgotten a partner—" Solim said mysteriously.
"Basque?!"
"That's right!" Solim shook his head, "I've told Basque about it, and of course, I've told Elena about it." She can brush the scales of the Basque when she's not working, or she'll go read my spell notes — a wizard watches TV all day and I don't know what to say. "
"But...... She's not like us, how can she communicate?" Sylna asked a crucial question.
"That's a good idea, I made a whistle for the two of them to communicate, although it doesn't mean much, but it's enough. "
Solim was about to talk about the communication between Elena and Basque, when a flash of fire suddenly appeared and disappeared, leaving a fiery red feather in Solim's hand.
