Chapter 246: Countermeasures and Uninvited Guests

On the afternoon of the second day of the holiday, the exhausted Zabini trio finally arrived at the Forley Manor. Although they looked calm, Yang Tian keenly noticed the worry hidden in their brows.

"Not going well?" Yang Tian asked calmly.

"Yes, master." When there were no outsiders around, Mrs. Zabini was still used to calling Yang Tian that.

"Minister Fudge is the root of everything?" Yang Tian asked again.

"Indeed, my lord. I don't know what has gone wrong with this bastard. He overreacted to this matter and messed up many plans. According to our insider, Dumbledore and Fudge had a very heated argument during their meeting a few days ago, and both sides left unhappily."

"Are there other factors here?" Yang Tian asked.

"What do you mean?" Zabini was confused.

"Benefit transfer, the Imperius Curse, or Polyjuice Potion, etc..." Yang Tian guessed.

"This possibility basically does not exist, my lord. Precisely because he is the minister, there are so many people watching him every day. It can even be said that his every move will attract attention. A more reasonable speculation is that he and the Muggle Prime Minister have reached some kind of agreement. It was after that communication that the black-robed wizards were quickly wiped out." Madam Zabini explained seriously.

"Is there any way to make him change his mind?" Yang Tian patiently sought a solution to the problem.

"I'm afraid not. He is almost invincible now. The black-robed wizard has been defeated and Voldemort's soul has been detained. His consecutive victories have given him a huge reputation bonus. Unless a new crisis or competitor emerges, it will be difficult to force him to make a new decision." Madam Zabini said.

"New crises and new competitors? It doesn't seem that difficult." Yang Tian's heart moved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he changed the subject and said, "Let's not talk about them first. What about Dolores Umbridge and Rita Skeeter? Can they?"

"Rita Skeeter is fine. Although she seems sarcastic, she is actually very worldly-wise and good at reading people's expressions. He longs for a strong umbrella of protection and a network of relationships, and we can provide just that. But Umbridge is very difficult to deal with. She is domineering, self-righteous, unreasonable, rigid and oppressive, and has an extreme desire for control. If such a person fails to succeed in one blow, the consequences will be disastrous." Madam Zabini revealed everything.

"Okay, I got it." Yang Tian was very satisfied with this accurate judgment: "Then try to take down Rita Skeeter first. Also, go monitor another person for me, Barty Crouch, the Director of the International Magical Exchange and Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic. I need you to monitor his every move."

"Leave this to me, Master." Sallys said hurriedly, "As members of the same Sacred Twenty-Eight Families, we have an advantage in monitoring him."

"Very good, do it boldly. The sky won't fall." Yang Tian comforted: "Also, continue to prepare for the war according to our original plan, don't relax, and don't worry; we will solve those so-called problems soon."

"Yes, master!" the three women answered in unison.

Afterwards, after some detailed arrangements, the three women left the Forley Manor...

With a plan in hand, Yang Tian felt much more at ease. Next, he needed to gather all the intelligence and then use the intelligent computer to analyze the most realistic comparison of the strengths of both sides. He even hoped to use the intelligent computer to deduce a practical action plan. Yang Tian spent three days like this.

On this day, the sudden visit of two uninvited guests broke the tranquility of the Forley Manor. The visitors were Madame Maxime from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and her favorite student Fleur Delacour.

My goodness, this Furong is also a famous character in the original book; however, at this time, she is still a third-year student in the college. Yang Tian really doesn't know the purpose of Madame Maxime bringing this girl to visit...

In the luxurious and elegant hall of the Fuli family, Yang Tian politely greeted the two people. The house elf Dicka also served black tea and snacks to the three people... Everything was arranged properly. Yang Tian finally asked curiously: "Madame Maxime, I wonder what you are here for this sudden visit?"

"Little guy, don't you welcome us?" Madame Maxime asked with a smile, "Don't forget, my teacher is still your teacher's wife."

"What are you talking about? Your arrival has brought honor to our Fry family." Yang Tian responded politely.

"Don't be so cautious all the time. I don't have any bad intentions." Madam Maxime joked casually, "In fact, it was the teacher's words last time that made me very interested in students like you; similarly, my student Furong also became very curious after hearing about you. We all want to discuss with you in depth and see your amazing magic level.

"You are too polite, ma'am. I am just a first-year wizard, how can I be as powerful as you say." At this moment, Yang Tian couldn't help but complain in his heart, I don't believe you, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic is in France, it's vacation time now, why don't you enjoy your vacation and come to me to discuss magic? Stop being funny, okay?

Seeing Yang Tian's seemingly modest but actually repelling attitude, Furong stood up, walked to Yang Tian gracefully and said, "Junior brother, I am really interested in you."

It must be said that Furong is worthy of being a quarter-Veela. She is very beautiful, with waist-length silver hair and silver-shining green eyes. Although she is young, she already has the feeling of charming everyone with her every frown and smile.

"Okay, Ms. Delacour. I wonder how I can help you?" Yang Tian said calmly.

Seeing this, Furong wrinkled her nose slightly, took two steps forward, and said with a sweet smile, "Don't call me so distant. You can call me Furong."

Yang Tian was helpless. He moved aside as if unintentionally, and then continued: "Okay, Senior Sister Furong. Can we get straight to the point now?"

Furong's delicate face instantly fell. At this moment, she was already doubting her life! Was she getting uglier? Or was her one-quarter Veela blood no longer attractive? What kind of person was this?

The confidence I had when I came here has now been replaced by deep self-doubt. I boasted at the time, but now! Could it be that I have really failed?

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