At this moment, loud cheers and whistles rang out in the conference room. The adepts around them who were watching with small radios or palm-sized adept televisions shouted with fanaticism on their faces. Some enthusiastic young witches even jumped up from their chairs and hugged the people around them.
Arthur also took out a wizard TV the size of his palm. This product was actually designed by him. Because it could be carried around, it was very popular among the wizards and became a hot seller.
Now, the TV in his hand was showing the current situation of the war. On the map that filled the whole screen, except for Dublin, all of Germany had fallen. The entire territory of Bulgaria had been painted in British blue, which meant that Bulgaria had been occupied by the British.
"Today, we are here to discuss the selection of an official to take over the magic world of the other country." Mr. Krivat proudly revealed some internal information that was not considered secret. He raised his hand and touched his carefully trimmed beard.
In fact, if not for his short time as a wizard and his lack of experience, Mr. Krivat thought that he and his wife would be waiting in the General Staff Department instead of outside. Lunn and Owen had actually invited them long ago, but now he had only learned a few spells like the Floating Spell and the Fluorescent Spell. With their knowledge in the Muggle world, the couple consciously rejected Lunn for the time being.
"Arthur, you are closer to Dumbledore … In a situation like this, Mr. Dumbledore won't cause trouble for the department, right?" Cattermole did not know how to face Mr. Krivat. He walked past Arthur and put his arm on the windowsill. "That light wizard … We are attacking and invading other countries … Now that the department is in a state of war, if the department has to be distracted to receive Mr. Dumbledore, I'm afraid the work will not be easy."
"Dumbledore won't cause trouble for the department." Arthur's tone was light at first, but then it became heavy as he explained, "The terrorist attack in the duel arena in Greece … also touched Dumbledore's bottom line. This time, with so many casualties, I think even if Minister Owen did not do anything, the Order of the Phoenix would have done something … You know Alastor lost his other leg because of this … Although the artificial leg made by our factory allowed him to run faster, you know his temper …"
Mr. Krivat proudly crossed his arms. He knew the inside story: Seeing that the Grim Reaper did not care about the lives of mortals, Dumbledore obviously accepted the fact that Allen and the Goddess were fighting against the Grim Reaper. Under the persuasion of the likeable Mr. Grindelwald, he even accepted the Elixir of Immortality. According to his daughter Penello's sarcastic words to Dumbledore, Dumbledore, like before, this old man.
At the same time, in the room of the General Staff.
This was a combination hall divided into three rooms by several mithril doors. The floor was covered with a sky-blue velvet carpet, and the imprint of Harris' Omniscient Eye was in the center of the carpet. The first door was through a spacious obsidian hall. About a hundred clerks from the Law Enforcement Division sat behind a long counter. They were using the tools in front of them and the contact records of the frontline troops to collect various kinds of information.
After passing through the mithril door, the high wall here was covered with wizard TV screens. On the screens, the frontline troops were broadcasting their progress live. The big screen in the middle showed the map of Europe. Most of the map of Germany had been dyed blue, leaving only Berlin, which was particularly eye-catching.
Some people dressed as Aura were looking at the information on the screen. Commander-in-chief Penello and the head of the armed Aura, Albert, were in front of a huge sand table in the hall that was similar to Allen's pipe. Based on the information and opinions provided by the people around them, they were formulating the final battle plan to besiege Berlin.
The last room was the private meeting room of Owen, the head of the Ministry of Magic. At this time, the door was not closed. A soft bronze velvet sofa was placed on the carpet in the room. Near the window, there was a long, painted black table and a wide armchair made of black Hesperian leather. Beside the table, there was a conference table for the staff officers to discuss.
The obsidian fireplace in the office was independent of the rest. It could only connect to a few important places in Harris. Owen sat in front of the fireplace. Grimson and the other old and young who used to be Grindelwald's subordinates and were now serving Harris with their family descendants were sitting in the middle.
However, unlike the staff officers in the Ministry of Magic who were excitedly discussing the war in the hall or the staff officers who were discussing the war outside, the top decision-makers of the British Ministry of Magic no longer cared about the war after receiving the news from Bulgaria.
"There's no need to pay attention to the war anymore. Now, only Berlin is left. Germany will surrender or resist to the end. It's only a matter of time before we get the result. The problem is how to take over control." Owen's finger tapped on the sofa's armrest. He then noticed Albert and Penello next to the sand table in the room outside. He ordered Mr. Nimble Hands, "Help me tell my son and Miss Krivat to take a break. The rest is easy. There's no need for them to do unnecessary work."
The octopus-like golem immediately raised one of its tentacles and floated out like a military salute.
"Then, without a doubt, Germany will be under our control again. Let us old fellows who are familiar with Germany go back. The weather in London is too cold and wet." The red-nosed Grimson with a Bavarian accent said eagerly, "Also, Owen, although the term of the British Ministry of Magic's minister is not clearly defined, the default rule is that the maximum term is seven years. Why don't you give this position to Lunn and then lead us back to Germany? You will be the German Ministry of Magic's minister. When the term expires, we can also let Harris keep swapping these two positions. This way, you can actually be re-elected without violating the rules of office. No one will be able to find an excuse to refute."
"Everyone, it's important to note that our political center will only be here on the floating city in the future. In the future, this place will become a mixed government of multiple Ministry of Magic. The overall management of the areas under our control." Lunn pushed up his glasses. As a workaholic, he asked with some concern. "Currently, there is a problem that we urgently need to solve. Since we will fully occupy Germany and most of Bulgaria's territory, except for the compensation to Greece, how to manage it after that has become more important. We have to realize that we don't have enough manpower to manage more land according to the current British system, specifications, and standards."
"Grimson, you don't have to go back to Britain. We will definitely get the ancestral home and land for you. We won't be guarding three acres of land like before. The floating city can move and even teleport to ensure this. We should develop a new habit of treating these territories as one place." Owen smiled and promised Grimson, who had seen through his thoughts. Then he said to Lunn, "We don't have to worry about the happiness after winning the war. Lowering the standards at the beginning will be much better than what they have now." He paused and said, "What I'm more concerned about is that Germany and Bulgaria are not far away from each other. The materials they produce are enough for us to use. In my mind, we still need to occupy one more target. It's large enough and different from the products in Europe. With it, we can avoid the situation of being subject to the sanctions of other countries like before."
Before the others could react, Grimson's mind burst forth with the country he had stayed in when he was young. "America?"
Owen nodded approvingly. He waved his hand and controlled the magic television to show a map of America. "Yes. Next, we should collect evidence of America's involvement in the attack in Germany and Bulgaria and take control of the American magic community. Its land is large enough and the materials are different from ours in Europe. With them, we don't need the army or Allen to maintain our position in the international magic community. "
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