At ten o 'clock in the evening, one hour after the curfew in Hogwarts, Dumbledore's figure slowly appeared in a hidden private manor in the south of Hogsmeade Village.
This place was not very conspicuous around Hogwarts, and even seemed a little low-key. Moreover, if the surrounding magic protection was added, this place would definitely be a protected location.
Such a place should be a little strange.
Unfortunately, no one was paying attention to this place.
This was the temporary base of the Phoenix Society.
And today, there was obviously a meeting to be held here.
As the cold night wind continued to stir the airflow in the manor, a few people in decent robes unconsciously walked over, waiting for the door that was about to open.
After about a few minutes, Dumbledore appeared at the door.
He was still wearing the very common linen robe, which did not seem to match the climate here, but for the legendary Wizard, this was not a big problem. Moreover, his face was calm, if not for the fact that everyone here was here for the meeting, at first glance, they would have thought that he was here for a vacation.
And in Dumbledore's hand, was a roll of parchment. Under his white hair and beard, his eyes were unusually calm, and even to the people waiting at the door, he did not show any special concern.
This was not in line with his usual style.
Precisely because of this, the people waiting at the door all showed a worried expression.
Dumbledore would never show such an expression easily. Once he showed this kind of attitude, it meant that something might have happened.
As such, the adepts waiting here didn't dare to be careless. They hurriedly chased after him.
In fact, the Phoenix Society's base here was rarely used for meetings.
Most of the time, Dumbledore would live here alone. In a sense, this could be called his private residence.
This Hogwarts principal who abandoned his ancestral home, except for most of the time in the school, lived here.
And after Dumbledore hid in the house, the others followed closely behind.
— — This was destined to be a secret meeting.
…
"I'm not too sure if it's hidden or not, but what can we see from such a distance?"
Cecatly tapped her fingers and hid behind the leaves like Jon. She stared at the empty space not far away.
"It can't be helped. Who asked Teacher Grindvall to leave so suddenly … What time is it again?"
"Are you talking about Teacher Grindelwald? Around one or two in the morning, there's a three to four hour time difference between here and there, and I don't know where he is today. "
In fact, even Cecatly wasn't able to fully grasp Grindelwald's whereabouts.
Which student would know exactly where their teacher had gone?
The two of them could only silently observe the large swarm of spiders in front of them. Cecatly's initial worries were indeed proven to be effective. After all, even with the strength of the two of them, there was no way they could break through such a large swarm of spiders and reach Aragok's side in a short period of time.
"I don't know where Dumbledore is now."
Jon said sadly.
"If he's here …"
"If he's here, it's impossible for him to interfere with our matters. At the time, we agreed that he would be in charge of that side, and we would be in charge of this side … And this matter is still in the beginning stage. If it involves the resurrection of Arianna in the later stage, then it will be a different matter. As for now, let the two of us do it ourselves."
Jon nodded unconsciously, but then he suddenly noticed something strange.
"Do you feel …"
"I feel it, don't talk too much."
Cecatly didn't make any strange expressions, but her lips moved slightly.
"We are being monitored, but the person who accepts us shouldn't be a malicious person. It's very likely that a stranger came to the Forbidden Forest here, and we may be followed."
"It's not necessarily a stalker. It's also possible that he trespassed into someone else's territory. After all, the Forbidden Forest is so big. Even if it's outside of Hogwarts, there are still many entrances. There are bound to be some wizards who come here to do experiments."
"If there's no other way, let's leave first. I always feel that although it's safe in the school, I can still mobilize some of my original forces outside."
Of course, Jon didn't take Cecatly's words seriously.
He clearly knew what Cecatly was talking about. She wanted them to go out, go to the Muggle society, set up a few laboratories, and then use the power of capital to continue this research. After all, they had to go to this step sooner or later.
Using the power of capital to serve oneself was not Jon's original intention, but he also knew that it couldn't be helped. After all, in the two social forms of the Muggle and Wizard societies, only the power of capital could infiltrate every undiscovered corner in various ways.
Especially in the Western capitalist society, various policies and laws, and even mainstream public consciousness, served and coexisted with capital.
And behind the strongest capital, there was often the shadow of the Wizard.
Jon didn't hate this way of survival. After all, there was a certain reason why any way of survival could survive. Besides, he was also a member of the capital. If there was anything that made him uncomfortable, it was the bloody face of the powerful capital that made him uncomfortable.
— — This was the influence of the memory in his mind. And for a person like him who did what he said, although he instinctively rejected the bloody accumulation of capital, back then, his company didn't hold back much when it came to accumulating capital.
Jon sat on the branch and smiled silently.
On the other side of the border, Cecatly was still explaining her thoughts.
"In Austria, some of the top rich people once jointly invested in a laboratory.
This laboratory mainly studied some methods to increase life. Many of the experiments involved the Wizard, so they were very jealous of the Wizard's results.
As you know, it's the dark magi's evil experiments on human bodies. But with the help of such a large amount of resources, they did produce some results. Also, there's someone I can use over there. "
"Didn't you say that the researchers there were very jealous of some of the results in the Wizard world? If it's them, they might not be able to help us, right? "
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