Chapter 188
The hall of the Abbot Family Manor.
A large group of wizards dressed in extraordinary clothes sat around a round table.
Through the flickering candlelight above their heads, the green firelight reflected on their faces.
Except for a few families such as Weasley, Black, and Prewett, all the famous pure-blood families in the British wizarding world gathered here.
The venue for this meeting was finally decided after a long period of communication and exchange.
The conflicts between the pure-blood families were sharp, and some had even reached an unadjustable level.
Even the Malfoy family, which had the widest network of pure-blood families in the UK, was despised by a group of pure-blood families headed by the Lestrange family.
However, under the pressure of the Saints Group to break the balance, these pure bloods had to jointly find countermeasures.
After many mediations, the meeting was finally held at the Aibo Family, which was also one of the 28 sacred families and behaved the most moderately.
"Representatives of each family have arrived, and the meeting will begin."
After the announcement, the patriarch of the Aibo Family sat down directly, with no intention of presiding over the meeting.
He was very clear about himself and the Aibo Family.
First, there was no strength, and second, there was no money. If it weren't for the good reputation of the family and the knowledge of self-preservation, it would have been swallowed up by other families long ago.
After a long while, no one spoke.
A strange atmosphere fell on the round table.
The two patriarchs of the 28 sacred families, Roll and Severn, looked at each other.
Patriarch Roll lit the pipe in his hand, exhaled a long puff, and looked at Lucius.
"No one wants to talk first, so I'll do it!"
"Shouldn't Patriarch Malfoy give us a reasonable explanation about the Saints?"
As soon as this was said, everyone looked at Lucius.
There was inquiry, doubt, ridicule, and hatred in his eyes.
Countless emotions intertwined and condensed on Lucius's face,
But Lucius's expression did not change at all.
"Why should I explain?"
"Humph! Who doesn't know the relationship between your Malfoy family and the Saints?" Patriarch Severn sneered.
"Do you think we are all blind!"
In one sentence, the Malfoy family was placed on the opposite side of all British pure-bloods.
Lucius has experienced many storms. When Voldemort fell and faced interrogation by the Ministry of Magic, the scene was much more thrilling than this.
A mere questioning could not stump him.
"Malfoy does have a cooperative relationship with the Saints, but it seems that there are more than one family cooperating with him?"
"As far as I know, Ms. Vita Rochelle is from the Rosier family, and the leader of the Saints, Mr. Agus Grindelwald, was raised by her."
"You might as well ask Mr. Rochelle to see if he has any inside information that he didn't tell you."
The representative sent by the Rochelle family looked gloomy.
Vita Rochelle is indeed from the Rosier family. Even if this Rochelle is not from the UK, it is undeniable that the two are from the same ancestor.
He glanced at the patriarchs of the Severn and Roll families and shook his head slightly.
These three families joined Voldemort together with Lucius, but Lucius always suppressed them.
After Voldemort's fall, some of their families were liquidated, but Lucius escaped.
Even the Malfoy family took advantage of this opportunity to take over many of their industries.
This made the families who didn't like Malfoy even more dissatisfied with him.
Lucius also knew about this, and directly pulled in the Rozier family from their camp.
Didn't you say that Malfoy was close to the Saints?
Someone from your family is the second in command of the Saints!
Who is closer?
"We didn't come here to listen to you quarrel!"
"You guys from the Severn family, I know your little tricks very well!"
The representative of the MacMillan family was an old man with gray hair and beard, who looked about the same age as Dumbledore.
He first glanced at the three Severn families, and then cast his eyes on Lucius.
"And you, Malfoy boy, don't treat us as fools."
"Do you think that after we are liquidated by the Saints, the Malfoy family can be saved?"
Lucius was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "Malfoy is also a member of the Holy Twenty-Eight."
"I didn't know about this in advance."
"Do you think we will believe it!" The head of the Roll family said disdainfully.
"Old Rawl, stop talking!"
The head of the Crouch family, and the current head of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic
Director Barty Crouch shouted.
The head of the Rowle family snorted to express his dissatisfaction, but he did not dare to offend the powerful figure in the Ministry of Magic.
He turned his head and said nothing.
"Mr. Malfoy, we need to see your sincerity."
A group of pure bloods joined forces to put pressure on Lucius and forced him to make a decision.
Even if Lucius had the support of the Parkinson, Greengrass and other families behind him, he could not confront most of the British pure bloods head-on.
Lucius stood up and propped up his cane.
He glanced around.
"I will prove it to you."
After saying that, he turned and left the hall.
Seeing this, several families such as Parkinson, Nott, and Greengrass also left.
After everyone left, the old man of the McMillan family spoke again.
"The Malfoy family is too deeply involved with the Saints. We can't bet everything on them."
"Cut the grass and eradicate it?" The head of the Rowle family was excited.
The old man of the Macmillan family looked at him like a fool.
Are you floating?
His father imprisoned himself, not dead!
If he is really provoked, won't the whole magic world be in turmoil?
Even if you don't look at him, just relying on those old guys of the Saints, do you think you can withstand it?
With such a low IQ, no wonder you can't beat the kid of the Malfoy family!
The old man of the Macmillan family sighed, and with a group of pure bloods, they started a meeting again against the Saints Group.
...
"That's what happened."
In Malfoy Manor, Lucius and Argus sat in the living room and told the contents of the British pure blood family gathering a few days ago.
It is estimated that even the pure blood families at the meeting did not expect that Lucius would sell them out so thoroughly.
Argus picked up a piece of the dozens of snacks in front of him and put it in his mouth.
It seemed that it was a little unpalatable, and his beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.
He put down the snack, wiped his mouth, and said, "It's something I expected a long time ago. There's nothing surprising about it."
"Apart from this, didn't they say anything else?"
"Yes!" Lucius nodded, "Some of these families secretly joined Malfoy."
"After we left, they held another small meeting and planned to take action against the Saints."
"But... they were just warnings, not threats."
"They only have this much courage." Argus chuckled.
If these pure-blood families were stronger and went to war with the Saints, he would really have a headache.
After all, the British wizarding world is still dominated by pure-bloods.
Unfortunately, the long-term extravagant life has long made them lose the courage of their ancestors.
Everything should be done with caution.
Lucius didn't understand Argus's thoughts for a while, and asked tentatively.
"What should we do next?"
"No hurry, just play with them!"
