Allen felt that this was a good time to observe the contestants' appearances one after another.
The witch from France took out a stick of lipstick and was carefully applying it. The tall and handsome male wizard from Austria was casually sitting on a chair and watching the live broadcast. The Czech witch with long brown hair was letting her bohemian dress spread out on the sofa. Her eyes were gloomy as she looked at the other contestants. More contestants focused their attention on Alan Harris, who had already appeared in Harris' box.
After observing for a while, Ian gave up the usual method of judging the assassins by observing the target before they attacked. He realized that this method would not work at all. Allen was famous and powerful. There was no doubt that he was a mountain that the contestants wanted to surmount tonight.
But this gave Ian a chance. When the contestants' box was empty, Ian sneaked up behind the target he suspected. He used the sleeve of his magic robe to secretly use Mind Extraction on the fat Colombian wizard named Pablo.
Unlike when he attacked, Ian stiffly withdrew his wand and turned around to face the wall so that he would not show his shocked expression in front of others. He realized that the target of this person was not Allan. This person's mission was different from his. He was ordered to pester Allan as much as possible so that some of the assassins in the audience could launch a surprise attack on the most conspicuous box where the Harris Family was located. The box was painted blue with bronze rims and had the most eye-catching edges.
Ian, who was already conflicted and guilty about the assassination, suddenly fell into a chair. His head was lowered, his eyes were a little dull, and his hands were deeply inserted into his hair. He rubbed his hair hard a few times. He knew that he had been used by Gravis. Their real target was Harris, who was easier to get. Previously, Ian felt that even if he had the scroll that was said to be made by the Master of Slaughter Curse, when the time came to besiege and attack Allen, the probability of victory would not be high …
Now he finally understood that their target was the Harris players from the beginning. It seemed that they had been preparing for this for a long time. Except for the eldest Harris and the female Aura, the rest of the Harris players were old, weak, women, and children. They would not be able to resist a surprise attack.
Ian raised his head and made his decision. He looked at the audience through the window. There were so many wizards that he could not tell who was the assassin. He was worried that if he said it out loud, it would alert them. Once they started to act recklessly, innocent people would be hurt.
Ian walked to the window and avoided the eyes of the remaining people in the room. He quickly wrote a note and took out a green, thorny cocoon from his bag. When the cocoon extended its thorny wings and no longer wrapped around itself, it became a strange creature with a pair of blue-green wings. It looked like a reptile or a giant butterfly.
This was the Curly Winged Demon that Ian had planned to use in the duel. It was dangerous and wild and even fed on human brains. The venom it secreted was diluted and could be used to erase bad memories.
Ian handed the note to Jessica and whispered, "Take it to Jessica. Take it to the floating city we went to a few days ago. Stay with her and protect her. She knows what to do."
Ian watched his Curly Winged Demon disappear into the shadows. He clenched his wand tightly. He was not worried about its safety. This creature moved silently and even successfully ambushed Grindelwald.
After that, three more adepts were eliminated from the waiting room, and the cheers from the audience outside grew louder and louder for the third time.
"Our next contestant is Ian Leonard from the United States!" The host called out Ian's name enthusiastically. "Although he is young, he has become an elite of the Aura. He has performed well in many operations of the United States Congress of Magic."
Hearing this name, there was a burst of slightly exaggerated boos and disdain. Some people deliberately reported their disdain loudly, trying to show their attitude to the United Kingdom that caused the destruction of the United States.
In another box on the top floor of the auditorium, Heinrich Telemann, the director of the German Aura, who failed to be promoted to the director of the Ministry of Magic because of the Gringotte incident in Germany, and Obalonsk, the director of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, gathered together. At this time, they held the railing and raised their panoramic binoculars to look at the field below.
"Hey, so many contestants … How many of them are participating in this operation?" Obalonsk put down the binoculars in his hand. "Won't they become obstacles? Won't they help Allen Harris instead? "
"In the game itself, even if they are fans of that white-skinned pig boy, they will only team up with others to fight against him first. Our people will attack at the same time when they receive the signal … You don't expect them to last long with numbers, do you?" Heinrich's thin cheeks showed a somewhat ferocious smile. "But even if he is Allen Harris … I think he will not be able to escape from such a sudden attack. As long as we get rid of him … everything will be fine …"
"Dimitar, I've already told you. Who are your people?" Obalonsk adjusted the binoculars in his hand according to the positions of the contestants. "Heinrich, I'm still a little worried," Obalonsk patted his feet on the ground. "If this matter is blown out of proportion and we are exposed as the mastermind behind it, I'm afraid the follow-up retaliation from the United Kingdom will be very troublesome. After all, those British Aura are obviously very strong after training and transformation."
"So until just now, we didn't know who we sent to each other, Mr. Minister." Heinrich Telemann pinched his eyebrows that seemed to never relax. "We have no direct contact with them. It's all through the middleman … And, as long as we get rid of Harris, these countries will unify their statements and actions. So what if they know? The purpose of this operation is to eliminate evil … Then, the United Kingdom can only rely on these Aura. No matter how powerful they are, they can't fight against so many of us at the same time … "His bloodshot eyes narrowed, and the muscles on his cheeks looked a little twisted." What's more, without Allen Harris, the other countries will have no hope of raising a floating city. Naturally, they will not kneel to the United Kingdom like they are now … And the United Kingdom's only floating city will become a thorn in the side of the other countries. Then, they will return to the state of unified hostility against the United Kingdom … And they will lose Harris … "
"There's also a very important point …" Obalonsk's nostrils flared nervously. "Allen Harris is the Chosen of Ravenclaw. Without him, that lady will retaliate against us …"
"There's no other way. We have no other choice."
Heinrich Telemann sighed dispiritedly. His face was gloomy. "The conflict between us and Harris is irreconcilable. If we don't attack him, the end result will be defeat and death … Now, the surrounding countries are hostile to us to please him … But if we succeed this time, even if Ravenclaw really exists, according to her, her original body is currently fighting against the god of death. It shouldn't be that easy for her to come to the mortal world … Then, we should immediately express our stance after Allen Harris' death and fully open up our faith in Ravenclaw. Perhaps this will satisfy the goddess … If she really exists …"
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