Harry Potter's Bastard

Experiencing a black mist shapeshifter again, Solim felt that this method was so clever that he didn't know where to go, and he was very envious of it, but he still remembered Elrond told him that unless he could see things clearly when he was in the illusion, he was not qualified to learn this shapeshifting method.

Cadmus led Solim out of the chamber and to the small meeting room where Solim and Cadmus had met last time. At the call of Cadmus, a middle-aged wizard soon appeared in front of them.

"I heard, not long ago," Cadmus asked, sitting there, lightly, "something happened in the city of London?"

The wizard named Brabi glanced at Solim, who was standing beside Cadmus, and then said respectfully, "Yes, there are a large number of Dementors who have invaded the city and caused a lot of impact. "

"Why don't I know?"

Cadmus's tone was still calm, but Brabi was already sweating on his forehead. The air in the small reception room seemed to freeze suddenly, and Solim hung up on his own business, watching what things were going on.

Brabby's throat moved, and then he forcibly suppressed his uneasiness, not to mention Cadmus, even Solim could see that the wizard in front of him was already nervous.

"This matter is within the limits of what is bearable, and we are already actively coordinating all aspects......" Brabi was nervous, but his words were still clear, "Through the International Confederation of Wizards, we have reached an agreement with Germany, France, and other powerful Ministries of Magic, and they arrived at their respective posts last night...... In addition, we have sent a group of members of the emergency handling team to assist ......"

"So...... Why didn't anyone come and tell me about this?" Cadmus ignored Brabi's evasive answer, and repeated his original question.

Cadmus's impatience was clearly felt by both Solim and Brabby present, especially Braabi, who was almost "sweating like rain".

"They...... I mean, we don't think it's too serious, and we can handle it well with the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards......"

"In that case, didn't you send some of the people from the emergency handling team to help?" Cadmus said lightly, "If the Ministry of Magic and the Federation can handle it, then why send someone who belongs to the Council of Elders?"

There are no rules, there is no circle, and this principle works everywhere. Since the wizarding societies in Europe separated the Presbyterian Council from the Ministry of Magic and delegated some of their powers, they would follow this rule, and the Presbyterians would not interfere with ordinary wizarding societies in most cases unless necessary. But since Brabby said that a subordinate body of the Presbyterian Church was involved, it only meant one thing: the situation was no longer in the hands of the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards.

"How serious is the leak?" Cadmus suddenly changed his tone to a very serious tone, which made Brabi even more stressed.

Since Cadmus summoned him, it means that Brabi is in charge of this part. He did know the gravity of the matter, but ...... Brabi wasn't sure if he should tell the truth, after all, the impact of this incident was too bad, there had not been such a large-scale magic leak in centuries, and he had other concerns.

"This time the Dementors are gathering in large numbers in London...... Already, it has been leaked. Brabi finally couldn't help but wipe his head with his sleeve.

"At the time of the disaster, there was a TV station...... Live broadcast. "

Cadmus's face turned ugly, he was indeed an old wizard who had lived for centuries, but he was not as ignorant of Muggle society as some wizards were, and he might not know anything else, but he still had some knowledge of things like telephones, televisions, airplanes, and the like.

Brabby also saw the old ancestor's face, and he hurriedly explained, "But fortunately, those Muggle cameras can't catch the Dementors, they only captured the car accident...... And some of the victims—"

"—the scene of the victims?" Cadmus sneered, "Those ignorant Muggles can't see the Dementors, and the devices you speak of may not be able to capture the images of the Dementors, but the Muggles lying on the ground, terrified, and trembling, can't those who watch TV still see them?"

This is indeed a problem. Solim nodded secretly, even if ordinary people don't know anything about magic, but those victims who are obviously not in the right state will definitely cause controversy, any public incident needs to have a reasonable explanation, at least a seemingly "reasonable" explanation, half of the people in the city of London suddenly fell to the ground with convulsions and frightened expressions at almost the same time, this kind of thing must have an explanation, and the more times like this, the more people will come out to make trouble. Not to mention anything else, if this happened in the United States, the anti-wizarding group in Salem would definitely come out and make a fuss.

"We're talking about how to do it now...... Deal with this matter. "

As soon as Brabi talked about it, he was in a big head. They don't even know how many people saw the story now, and while the TV station and the reporter had "dealt with" it, what about those who saw them? How to track it down? Even if it could be traced, it would be a lot of work, and the most important thing when dealing with a magic leak was efficiency.

"Maybe this kid next to me can give you some advice. Cadmus turned his gaze to Solim, who was standing on the side.

Brabby was finally able to look at Solim openly, and he finally determined that the boy standing in front of him was the "illegitimate child", and before he came, this illegitimate child was obviously summoned by the ancestor in front of him alone, and then contacted all kinds of rumors about this illegitimate child within the family...... Brabby sighed a little about Solim's good fortune.

"Uh...... I'm Brabi," Brabi poked his chest with his hand a little sluggishly, "Brabi. Anco, I'm in charge of dealing with those Muggles, the Muggle office under the General Ministry......"

"I'm asking this kid to give you advice, not to introduce yourself!" Cadmus interrupted Brabi, then tilted his head at Solim, "Maybe you have some 'ideas'?"

"Ahem," Solim cleared his throat, "hmm...... I think I might have some immature advice that should help you, Mr. Anko. "