Chapter 610 Meeting

"I can probably guess what kind of help you want me to do, but I really can't give you an accurate answer now."

Lucius looked embarrassed, but he didn't hesitate much when he said this. He really couldn't give Tripcard any guarantees now. Because he himself is still confused. He is going to the meeting now. After the meeting, the current situation will probably be much clearer.

"But hasn't Professor Dumbledore promised to help us? Then please ask Professor Dumbledore on my behalf. We are in a crisis now, and we may not be able to sustain it under Grindelwald's force. It’s been too long, I hope he can get here as soon as possible.”

What Tripcard said was true and sincere, and there was no hint of hypocrisy. In a sense, he was already making a condescending request. Of course, he wouldn't hold any grudges about this matter. After all, there is no shame in begging either Lucius or Dumbledore.

"I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about it."

Lucius did not hesitate and said directly: "You probably heard the news from the Ministry of Magic, so you think that Professor Dumbledore was successfully persuaded by our Ministry of Magic. But in fact, this is not the case."

Lucius spread his hands, looking helpless.

How could the two or three big cats and kittens in their Ministry of Magic make Dumbledore obedient? To be honest, they would never dream of doing this. After all, Dumbledore actually has a higher status in the UK than the Minister of Magic. And the current Minister of Magic can only advise Dumbledore at most, and can't even say much more. After all, they couldn't force Dumbledore to do anything.

Tripcard was stunned for a moment. He actually didn't know enough about the situation in Britain. Although he yearns for the British aristocracy and has a profound background, yearning does not mean understanding.

When he heard that Dumbledore was preparing to participate in this operation, his first reaction was that the Ministry of Magic would take action. And now, people from the Ministry of Magic say that they have not done enough...

"Does Professor Dumbledore want to come?"

After saying this, Tripcard gave himself a big cross. After all, if Dumbledore really wanted to come on his own and no one else interfered, then Lucius would only have to send a message, and he probably wouldn't say anything about being helpless.

Then someone else must have contributed. As for this person, I'm afraid he doesn't belong to the Ministry of Magic yet.

"No, it was Lord Luke Gaunt who persuaded Professor Dumbledore to participate in this battle."

Lucius gave Tripcard an unexpected but reasonable option. Dumbledore and Luke Gaunt came to the American wizarding world together. At that time, Tripcard thought the two men had a simple teacher-student relationship. But now it seems. In Dumbledore's eyes, Luke Gaunt was far more important than the average student.

'Is he a direct disciple? '

Tripcard murmured in his heart that he still underestimated Luke Gunter's influence.

Thinking of this, he suddenly regretted that he had ignored Samuel, who had been taking the initiative to talk to him, because he was busy with other things a few days ago. Samuel said at the time that he had some information related to Luke Gunter that he wanted to report to him.

But he felt that the matter was not very important, so he did not meet Samuel immediately. Instead, he asked Samuel to wait. The next time he went to Samuel's house, it would not be too late to meet Samuel again. .

But judging from the current situation, it is probably a little late.

"Then, can I contact Lord Gaunt directly now and ask him for help?"

Tripcard then asked.

Lucius did not answer immediately, but glanced at the grandfather clock beside him, then shook his head and said: "No, Lord Tripcard, I haven't contacted Lord Luke for a long time. So in terms of contacting him, I can't help you with anything. Well, I have a meeting later and I will tell you your request. I'm not sure if I can help you."

Lucius planned to end the conversation, and Tripcard was a little helpless, but he also knew that he couldn't just let it go.

"Lord Lucius, thank you for your help. But I really can't hold on for too long. If possible, I still hope you can reinforce me as soon as possible."

Tripcard looked troubled, looking like he was torn about a certain choice.

Lucius sneered in his heart when he saw this, but he said with a normal expression: "I can't give you any results, Lord Tripcard. Because I don't have the power to help you. But I can give you a suggestion."

"Please advise."

Tripcard said with sincerity.

"If you can, try to protect yourself as much as possible. There is an old saying in the East, 'If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood.' I have always regarded this sentence as a guideline."

After Lucius finished speaking, he glanced at the grandfather clock again, and then said seriously: "Okay, Lord Tripcard, I'm going to speak for you. Please excuse me."

"Please, thank you for your kind words, Lord Lucius."

Tripcard said sincerely.

Then, Lucius's figure disappeared in the mirror, and Tripcard's figure appeared again. At this time, Tripcard let out a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, that's enough."

With that said, Tripcard stood up and walked towards his bedroom. He needs to change his clothes. He didn't want to get these clothes dirty. You can't wear this when fighting later.

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"What a stupid guy. His arrogance has greatly compromised his judgment."

Lucius shook his head helplessly. Then he quickly stood up, cleaned up his condition, and then walked towards his study room. At the same time, he said to Narcissa who was sitting on the side: "If someone comes again, unless it is an emergency communication from our own people, you should listen to the rest first, and then tell me these things after I finish the meeting."

Narcissa nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

So Lucius walked quickly to his study, opened the door, and what he saw was not the scene of the antique, low-key and luxurious study, but a large area of ​​darkness and a chair in the corner.

Lucius sat on the chair, straightened his body and adjusted his posture. Five seconds later, a faint blue light spot appeared in front of his eyes. Spots of light surged up from the ground, forming a huge round table, chairs of different shapes, and a person sitting on the chair.

"Sorry, everyone, I'm late."

Lucius said to the blue figures with a rather apologetic expression.

"No need to apologize, Mr. Lucius, the meeting has not started yet."

A calm female voice came from not far away. Lucius followed the sound and looked over. Although the face of the blue figure cannot be seen clearly, judging from the position and general body shape, it should be Miss Taylor. But Ms. Taylor’s mood doesn’t sound too high...

Lucius would not ask what exactly happened. There are not many people who can make Miss Taylor unhappy, but one person must be one.

Speaking of this, he looked diagonally opposite and directly opposite him. At this time, there were still two empty seats.

The person sitting diagonally across from him should be Luke, and the person sitting directly opposite should be Derek. Both men are on the front lines now and should be busy.

After glancing around, Lucius saw his son, whom he had not seen for a long time. Draco was relatively close to him, and he could still see a little bit of Draco's face from this distance.

His expression was serious, and the arrogance between his brows had disappeared, replaced by calmness and heaviness. Obviously his experience during this period did give him considerable help.

Draco obviously noticed his father's gaze, so he turned his head and looked at his father.

"How's mom?"

"It's not bad, I just miss you a little."

Facing Draco's proactive questioning, Lucius's mood was relatively stable. After all, his son didn't go out to mess around, but actually went out to do things. And it is still a very important matter in the organization. As a father, he should be proud of his son. But as a husband, he cannot ignore his wife's feelings.

Draco hadn't been home for such a long time, and he hadn't even sent a letter back. Narcissa thought her son was understandable. After all, Draco grew up in Narcissa's hands. Narcissa was not even mentally prepared to leave suddenly now.

"I will send a letter to mother first." Draco's expression became a little embarrassed and guilty. After that trip to the United States, the relationship between him and Lucius became more tense. Although the father and son could not be said to be enemies, they were no longer the strict father and filial son they used to be.

But Narcissa wasn't wrong. Draco had never disliked his mother. So he is somewhat ashamed now.

Lucius didn't say much. He actually had a lot to say to Draco, but as a father, there were some things he couldn't say easily.

"I think she'll be looking forward to it."

In fact, it's not just the father and son dialogue here, the Weasley father and son are also having a dialogue on the other side.

"You two should write letters home. If at least you should let your mother know how you are doing."

Mr. Weasley said helplessly: "She is very worried about you and will talk about you for half an hour during dinner."

"Oh, Dad, we're not fooling around, we're working."

George said with a frustrated look on his face. Fred curled his lips and said, "Dad, it's working time now. I don't think we should talk about family matters."

"But I can't even find a time to talk to you about family matters other than this opportunity."

Mr. Weasley said solemnly: "You are no longer children. The tasks you are responsible for are not easy. I can understand your busyness, but you should not let your mother and I worry too much about your current situation. Even if you have to To understand your situation, we still need to rely on Miss Taylor to convey it."

"Unless you two plan to never go home again, I advise you to write a letter to your mother as soon as possible that is enough for her to forgive you. Otherwise, I am not sure what she will do in the future."

There wasn't much that Molly could do. But both George and Fred shivered.

Yes, they are outside. The addresses of each base are confidential, and even their father doesn't know. And my mother is indeed not rude enough to ask Taylor for an address to send a letter.

But they can send letters through Taylor themselves...

Taylor would not fail to help with this kind of work. After all, Mrs. Weasley was the mother of both of them.

George and Fred looked at each other, then lowered their heads helplessly and said, "Okay dad, we will send a letter home as soon as possible, and find a time to go home after completing the task."

"The best time for you to find is before your mother has made up her mind to lock you two out."

Mr. Weasley knew his twin sons all too well. If you don't give them a sense of urgency, the promises made at this point will quickly be forgotten.

"Believe me, she's really pissed off right now."

Except for the two father and son pairs, everyone else was also talking to each other in low voices. Meetings of this level rarely happen. People from all departments are here, and given the current time point, everyone can guess that their plan has most likely progressed to the point where a general attack is needed.

This also means that departments that were originally hidden under the water and in the shadows can now appear openly and openly in public view. This made them feel quite excited. After all, not everyone wants their achievements to remain unknown.

Not long after everyone's exchange, two blue lights lit up, and Luke and Drake appeared in their place.

"Okay, everyone, let's start the meeting. First of all, do you have any news to inform each other?"

Luke didn't delay, but got straight to the point.

Lucius was the first to raise his hand.

"Please," Luke said.

"Tripkard is ready to defect to Grindelwald. If nothing else, Grindelwald's first target of attack should be the Tripkard family, and Tripcard obviously has no intention of resisting to the end. There is a high probability that it will be simple. Resist, put on a show, and then join Grindelwald's side."

"If Grindelwald wins, then he has abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side early. If Grindelwald loses, then he can rely on his conversation with me to explain his helplessness. At the same time, he will blame Dumbledore for not supporting them in time. on the body."

The sneer that Lucius had been holding back in his heart was finally released at this moment: "Oh, he probably had too good thoughts. He really thought that I would speak for him."

In fact, judging from Tripcard's position, there is no problem with this. After all, he would give Lucius enough benefits, so why didn't Lucius help him?

However, Tripcard did not expect that Lucius was already on the opposite side of him at this time.