"Is this necessary?" Hermione knew this was not a casual order.

The families with various covenants with Peverell, if not hundreds, were not Death Eaters loyal to Voldemort. The number of people ranged from hundreds to thousands, but depending on the validity of the contract signed at the time, it was a question of how many people could come. If none of them come, or only a few, then you'll have to see.

Phoenix took out the latest news from all over the place today and looked down.

"Trust me, I'm thoughtful. He said, "The knight almost killed me, and I was puzzled for a while as to how he did it." Later, I figured out that the invisible beast had a foresight of the future, and he predicted my movements. As you can imagine, his approach has greatly inspired others – Asia will soon be buzzing. A man who claims to be king without authorization, can pull out an army at will, and he can fight with us like this. From this point of view, the ancient system left over from the wars in Europe hundreds of years ago can no longer keep up with the trend, and this is normal, this may be the first large-scale pure wizard war in history. The world is changing dramatically. We can't be so loose, I need a more rational leadership, I need more allies, more powerful magic technology. Integrating forces is a top priority. ”

"France was left to the florist?" Mercedes muttered dissatisfied.

"I don't know what Charlie Rudolph did before. But I knew that my classmates were going to be queens too, and they claimed that France was part of England. ”

"Who is it?" Hermione said, taking the envelope.

"You won't be surprised. ”

Hermione opened the scroll suspiciously, thinking to herself that it was eighty percent of Slytherins. To her surprise, the EMU branch is plotting to subvert one of the world's only two remaining Ministries of Magic, the London Ministry of Magic. In his place was the King of Britain, which puzzled her, how could the EMU allow all parts of Europe to be kings in its quest for world unity, and not only that, but it came to the aid of Astoria Greengrass, the last descendant of the Pendragon family, as King of Britain.

Malcolm actually thought it was necessary. Halfway through this, Hermione blurted out.

"The EMU is now almost semi-public, recruiting aggressively. It's not stupid, I know that you can't do it without hard power. Malcolm," he said, taking off his lobster gloves, "he'll get a count title and a fief when it's done, and a fool knows what to do with it compared to the half-dead Ministry of Magic." ”

"Malcolm aside, what do you think about this?"

"They left Perth behind, or maybe part of the plan. I know Perth, and he would never see his half-sister wear a crown. I want you to go to England, go quietly, talk to Rogge and them, and say I need their help without being too secretive. When meeting with Draco, be cautious and not let outsiders know. ”

Hermione frowned: "The Queen's husband is not to his liking, but EMU raises the price, such as Duke Malfoy or something." ”

"Unlikely, he's learned his lesson. Game of Thrones is much more brutal than he imagined, and he almost lost his family's life last time, and I'm sure he'll learn his lesson. ”

"Hopefully. And what about his father?" Hermione didn't bother to retort.

"Adaptable. Listen, I don't have much faith in Draco or Rogge, and I admit that it's the immediate benefits and threats that are more important than friendship and friendship. I don't expect you to bring back any good news, I just hope to send a signal, a disguise. ”

"What disguise?" Hermione urged.

"There is no way that we will be able to take back the UK from the EMU anytime soon, even if Draco, Rogge and many British wizards support our chances of success, we are short on manpower, today the local combat army has suffered a third of the casualties, and there are small towns full of Peverell members, and our people are ready to get rescue and medical help. An expedition to England is not possible in the short term, so we send a signal to the rest of the family that we are fighting for every inch of land. When they accelerate their plan to seize power, we will draw salaries from the bottom of the kettle. ”

"No!" Hermione didn't know what Phoenix was going to do, but her instincts told her that it wasn't what she wanted to see.

"That's all I can do. Phoenix bowed his head and fiddled with his wand, "I'm going to empty Hogwarts or destroy it, because Hogwarts doesn't have many educational institutions in the UK, Hogwarts is lost, and in the future war with EMU, we will fight stronger and stronger, and they will fight weaker and weaker." They can't win without a steady stream of qualified, good wizards to replenish. ”

"You can't do that. ”

"Of course I can, I'm still a Hogwarts trustee, and so are you, Cape gave you a few share transfer deeds on your birthday last year, and I kept them for you. ”

"I don't agree, that's-"

"It's our alma mater, I know. But I can't let it train its enemies, it's to be quick and quiet, and it's going to have to be well planned. ”

Mercedes has returned to normal, and the two have stopped talking about Hogwarts.

"Ready. ”

After winning the first battle, the Peverell family did not take prisoners, and all of them were beheaded and hung up. This tradition was started by Avelardo Peverell, the "Sleepy".

In the history of magic, this man is famous for the murder of the Holy Roman Emperor Frederick I, who led his attendants to the castle without asking for Avelardo's permission, and Abelardo beheaded the emperor and his party as an example of the spear, warning those who came after him not to enter his family territory without permission. This behavior caused the great nobles in the empire to believe that Peverell was dissatisfied with the royal family, and they led their own wizard courtiers to rebel. The Holy Roman Empire flourished and fell.

The reality is quite different. The family, which had just quelled the civil strife in the family, was eager to establish the prestige of the strongest wizarding family in Europe here, and although it was an unwise move to wake up the napping "sleepers", it was by no means the main factor in the emperor's beheading. What's more, there were many attendants who traveled with the emperor, and there were many famous wizarding families who showed disrespect for the Peverell family. This act is considered a war book before the start of the war.

Later generations believed that the slaughter of the first army to attack Peverell would help prevent the family from being attacked and the possibility of demoralizing it, and it was preserved as a tradition.

The sky was gray, the cold was pressing, and the snowflakes were falling slowly and casually. The forest under the flying carpet was crowded with people, men, women, old and young, all the members of the Peverell family who lived nearby, all stood in the woods to watch this ancient and bloody ritual.

Mercedes ordered the torture table to be moved under the moon tree, and her men brought the Earl Charles Rowland with a lot of flowers, and snowflakes and fallen leaves flew around. Roland's men were being escorted in a steady stream, and behind each captive was a Peverell soldier, armed with a two-handed sword, standing like a stone statue.

"You can't do this, we surrendered. Count Roland stiffened his head, half of his body in a petrified state, "For the ...... For Merlin's sake. ”

"What does Merlin have to do with me. "You might as well say, for the sake of the Geneva Conventions, my wife just nagged me about this barbaric tradition." ”

Phoenix drew his saber and spat out white mist.

"Last words?"

"You bastard, I won't let you go even if I turn into a ghost. He yelled inwardly. "Boy, you remember, sooner or later the killer will be killed. ”

"Everyone dies. "Get on your knees, Lord Count." He spoke sarcastically.

Count Roland knelt down and couldn't help but tremble.

"My family is keen on studying death, so I advise you, go on, and don't look back. Phoenix drew his sword and raised it alof, "I should say something formal about your offense to my family, but I'm too lazy to say it, I guess you don't mind." ”

With a swing of the sword, he slashed his head neatly. The sword forged by the goblin was so sharp that it felt like cutting off a human head and cutting through the air with a blade. The red blood spread quickly, like a spilled wine. The heads of hundreds of captives behind Phoenix also flew up, and the thick smell of blood made the creatures in the forest agitated.