Chapter 258: Sarok's Response and the Trip to the Burrow

At this time, the Sarok wizards far away in Albania finally received the news from the British wizarding world.

"Bastards, they really think we are soft persimmons! Since we want to fight, let's give them a hard time!" Red-robed Russell screamed with a vicious look on his face.

"Russell, calm down. What you just said goes against the purpose of the organization." Red Robe Alger frowned and said.

"What else? At this moment, are you going to retreat and give the opportunity that is about to be obtained to others?" Russell said disdainfully.

"This may not be a solution. Russell, the reason why Sarok has been able to develop to where it is today is not due to those so-called opportunities! It is because we are patient and forbearing enough! As long as the organization can stay hidden for a long time, we will always encounter better opportunities." Alger advised solemnly.

"Don't be silly, Alger. You are not stupid enough to think that as long as we hide this time, we can rest assured like before, right?" Russell's tone became even more disdainful. "Remember what I told you before? Salok had just established a foothold in the Albanian forest. A week later, when I was on duty, I unexpectedly found someone scouting us nearby. At that time, I also searched for a long time with all my strength, but in the end I still found nothing. Think about it carefully, does this mean that they have been tracking us as soon as our action started? We have been seen through a long time ago! What's the point of hiding now? Instead of this, it is better to eliminate them in one fell swoop!"

"Russell, you are too absolute! This could be an accidental discovery on their part. Don't let the short-term benefits blind you. Have you ever thought about this? If we fight a big battle as you said, even if we can win, it will be a miserable victory. By then, we, Sarok, will be completely exposed and won't be able to hide anymore. And this place is doomed to be lost!" Alger said angrily.

"Alger, don't look so bitter and resentful." Russell teased, "First of all, you have to understand that this is by no means a simple accidental discovery! When we were in the UK, we had already collectively withdrawn from the wizarding world. To this end, we even cut off our tail to survive and sacrificed many peripheral personnel. After that, we tried our best to hide our whereabouts and even stayed in other places for a while. But what was the result? Inexplicably, our goal in Albania was exposed. What should we do now? Follow what you said and continue to sacrifice peripheral personnel and move again? What about after that? Will we be found again inexplicably? Will we have a way out then?"

Looking at Alger with a frown on his face, Russell continued:

"I've thought about it a long time ago. Since we can't hide anymore, we might as well give it a try. Even if we have to sacrifice all those useless rubbish, we must try to wipe out as many of the enemy's manpower as possible! Some of these people must be very familiar with us, and have methods we don't know about to track us! Therefore, only by eliminating them as much as possible can we have a chance to escape. As long as this group of people are dead, the people who come to take advantage of us later will not understand our methods at all! By then, through some magic means, sacrificing some rubbish, and pushing the social unrest in Albania to the forefront, it may not be impossible to cover up the secrets of this forest."

Alger was silent for a long time. He carefully thought about every word Russell said. Finally, he slammed the table and said, "Well, what you said really touched me. Humph, we have always been careful and low-key, but in the end, some people still remembered us. I am now more and more convinced that this matter is related to that brainless Dark Lord. Otherwise, who would be so familiar with our situation? In this case, let's have a battle. I will discuss it with Eden and mobilize more people. I hope that this time, we can solve all problems with one battle!"

Luo Su nodded in satisfaction after hearing this, but he quickly added: "By the way, tell Eden to block the news of Albania from all European countries as much as possible. Don't let more people get involved in the short term."

"Don't worry, I pay close attention to this aspect. Our secret agents in various countries are playing an active role. All intelligence related to Albania has been defined as rumors. And I also found that some people in the UK are also trying to suppress the news. They seem to be afraid of the news leaking out!" Alger said indifferently.

"Haha, are you treating us like soft persimmons? That's even better. I will make them regret their decision today." Russell laughed strangely.

After discussing it for a while, Alger slowly stood up and walked out of the tent leisurely...

In the next few days, both sides entered a tense state of preparation for war.

Yang Tian rode in a Thestral carriage to pick up people: Elena, Neville, Hannah, Pansy, Daphne, and all the friends who had their parents' permission gathered at Foley Manor, ready to start training.

What people didn't expect was that the Weasley brothers actually sent a message at this time. They really persuaded the Weasleys to join this operation. There was no other way, so Yang Tian had to take his friends to start the journey of picking up people again...

The Burrow is located outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole in Devon, England. It is a peculiar little building built with magic, and is regarded as a second home by Harry Potter in the original book.

Today, the Burrow was particularly lively. Six little wizards arrived as scheduled in the Thestrals, and Mrs. Weasley had been waiting outside with her four children...

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Weasley. I'm sure what happened today has caused you a lot of trouble." Yang Tian greeted politely as soon as he got off the Thestral carriage. He was ready to endure the scolding. After all, Mrs. Weasley's love for children is obvious to all.

The other five friends followed closely behind Yang Tian, ​​looking uneasy. There was no other way, as the famous scene where the lady angrily scolded Ron at school had left a deep impression on them.

But it was obvious that all their worries were unnecessary. After Mrs. Weasley looked at the young faces of the little ones one by one, she burst into tears and said:

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I know I shouldn't cry, but I really can't help it. When I saw you, I seemed to see myself when I was young, the same high-spirited and fearless. Do you know? This time, many of our wizards will go. This is a war, it's very dangerous, and people will die."

"I don't know why I agreed to such a crazy request from these two silly boys. I wanted to say that we adults should take care of everything. You are all children and can continue to live a happy childhood without worries. But they said, the children of the Foley family went, the children of the Greengrass family went, the children of the Longbottom family went, and the children of the Parkinson family also went, so why can't the children of the Weasley family go? This question stumped me, really children. Can you understand the feelings of a mother?"

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