Harry Potter and MI6

Lu Ke and others have moved to a beautiful suburban villa in Romania.

Troca said it was given to him by his friend. He has many rich human friends, although they are all ordinary people.

Because of this, several people felt that this place should be relatively safe. After all, all transactions had nothing to do with the magical world, and it would be difficult for the Death Eaters' intelligence network to find out here.

"I'm actually a well-known artist..." Troca smiled sheepishly and explained to everyone his identity in the Muggle world. Rodarat Lecter was actually his original name.

Just come over.

The decoration here is indeed in line with an artist's identity, it is quite elegant, and there are various artworks.

The four of them sat around a round table, drinking black tea provided by Troca, and the atmosphere was as leisurely as four friends traveling on holiday.

"Sorry, I didn't introduce myself for a long time. My name is Stella Valentini." The man with long black hair also introduced himself at this time.

When Lu Ke heard this name, he immediately understood where the previous feeling of familiarity came from.

Lin Valentini is his mother's name. Although he has never heard her mention it, the man in front of him may be his grandfather...

From the look in his eyes, it was his turn to introduce himself to the doctor.

"I am a doctor." The doctor said this very perfunctory answer with a relaxed expression, but his tone and demeanor were inexplicably convincing.

"Luke Zeppelin." Although he had the idea of ​​making up a pseudonym for a moment, his instinct made Luke choose to use his real name.

"What did Dumbledore say when he sent you here?" Seeing that the two of them had no intention of saying anything, Stray asked himself.

The doctor obviously didn't know who Dumbledore was, but he remained calm and composed.

Although he didn’t know what the Order of the Phoenix was or how the doctor disguised himself as a member of the Order, he knew that Dumbledore was his principal. Luke thought for a while and said, "We

I just passed by and found traces of a small group of Death Eaters, but I didn't receive any instructions from Professor Dumbledore."

Stray and Troca looked at each other. Although they were full of doubts, their identities as members of the Order of the Phoenix and the fact that they had helped him before were enough to gain their trust in this critical moment.

But Stray still couldn't figure out why Dumbledore would agree to let such a young child join the Order of the Phoenix.

On the contrary, according to the information he had discovered, there were several teenage children in the Death Eater team.

...There is no reason why he would choose to approach himself in this way.

And the man named Doctor is also very strange, although these two people fit Dumbledore's diverse thoughts very well.

Compared to Stray, who was still worried, Troca had completely agreed with these two companions who had been through life and death. Seeing that they didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, he explained.

"As you know, the mysterious man has won over the support of some dark creatures in the past two years, such as giants, werewolves and so on." Troca folded his hands together, looking a little nervous.

"We vampires are also one of his targets, and he is almost successful, but there are still some opponents like me." Troca paused, a little scared, and continued, "Others are opposed mainly because

I have a free nature and don’t want to be bound by mysterious people, but I have noticed something deeper..."

"He has no intention of truly cooperating with the vampires. He may just use us, and then... we will become his bargaining chip in exchange for the loyalty of the werewolves..."

"We vampires are a proud race. Some people are so arrogant that they have forgotten this, so they will unconsciously ignore it. The mysterious man cannot tolerate such a proud and powerful force in his team..."

"And compared to the respect and status promised to the werewolves, we vampires are not so severely excluded. He has nothing to promise us..."

"Vampires and werewolves are very difficult to deal with, so how could they be recruited into a team by him?"

Speaking of this, Troca smiled bitterly: "I told a friend of my own clan my judgment and wanted him to work with me to get the brains of the clan moving. But I didn't expect that he had actually been robbed.

The soul curse has become the mysterious man's minions hiding in the dark."

"So I contacted Dumbledore, the powerful wizard who was really opposing the mysterious man. He joined the Order of the Phoenix, made friends with Stray, and returned to Romania to observe the situation."

"Unexpectedly, not long after we arrived in Romania, a group of Death Eaters chased us, and then we met you... Thanks again, my friends."

After saying that, Troca breathed a sigh of relief, seeming to be pleased that he had two more companions who shared his fate.

"We will help you." This was what the Doctor said. When he heard that a race was in danger of extinction, his expression became serious. As the only remaining Time Lord clan, genocide was the last thing he could accept.

However, as a time traveler, he knew nothing about this period of history, which meant that it had not been recorded at all... Under normal circumstances, everyone's ending might be... A haze quietly appeared in the doctor's eyes.

"Yes, we will definitely succeed." Luke also nodded. He knew that there were no vampires in Voldemort's team, and he was also curious about the role of the Zeppelin family in this incident.

"By the way, do you know any other Qibelin? Or an Oriental named Ye?" I asked as I thought of it. These two should be the core figures preventing cooperation. If, as Ye Yan said, his father and that

A mysterious Zeppelin, they probably knew at least one.

Troca shook his head, turned his head to look at his thoughtful companion, and asked: "Do you know? Stray."

"No..." Stray's expression was a little solemn, "I don't know about other Zebelins. Are you looking for your family?"

"No, I don't know them either. I'm just asking casually." Lu Ke quickly denied it. Although they may indeed be considered family members, if they were to find and recognize each other later, it would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"As for the Oriental named Ye." Stray looked at Lu Ke deeply, "Is it night or leaf?"

"Ye." Lu Ke vaguely felt something was wrong. He felt as if he had been seen through just now.

Stray sighed slightly and continued to ask: "What is his relationship with you? Do you know divination?"

"I'm not sure, is it possible? Like Qibelin, I only heard this name accidentally." Lu Ke really didn't know much about Ye Yan's father.

Seeing that Lu Ke was not lying, Strai nodded and said in an unclear manner: "I hope we are indeed not talking about the same person..."