Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

“Oh, by the way, Mr. Claremont…” Anduin didn't dwell on the other party's expression, but quickly changed the subject. “Do you know Minister Peter of the German Ministry of Magic?”

Hearing Anduin mention Peter, Claremont's heart skipped a beat. “Ah, how could I not know our German Minister of Magic? Why did you suddenly bring him up?”

Seeing Claremont's reaction, Anduin knew that the other party seemed to know that Minister Peter's identity was not simple. However, this made him even more curious. Was this Peter, or rather, the suspected Silver Spearman, so unconcerned about his identity?

Because this Peter gave him a very strange feeling, or rather, very different from those Silver Spearmen who liked to hide in dark corners. This guy's courage seemed a little too big.

However, on the surface, Anduin said in a calm tone, "It's like this, after I arrived in Germany, I sent him a greeting card, but this Minister seems to be very busy. I haven't received a reply yet."

“Oh? You want to see our Minister of Magic?” Claremont's tone immediately relaxed upon hearing this. “Is there anything important? Perhaps I can do it for you. Although I'm not familiar with Minister Peter, I can still put in a word.”

“It's nothing particularly important. I once had the idea of opening a branch in Germany, of course, that was before I met Mr. Claremont. So I wanted to meet Minister Peter to talk about it. Besides, the German Ministry of Magic has also purchased a lot of alchemical equipment from us. As a matter of courtesy, I should thank him in person.” Anduin made up a reason to prevaricate.

“I see.” Claremont breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, Peter was unable to meet Anduin in time, otherwise his agency business would probably be ruined.

Then Claremont returned to his original gentle expression and said, “This Minister Peter has a good relationship with us folk merchants and groups. If I have the opportunity to meet him recently, I can mention it for you.”

“That would be great. We who do multinational business always have to maintain good relations with the magic ministries of various countries.” Anduin said, then slowly stood up. “Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Claremont. I'll take my leave first. I hope to hear good news from you soon.”

“Hehe, definitely…” Claremont's smile stiffened when Anduin mentioned this again.

After watching Anduin leave, Claremont finally breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he realize that his back was soaked with sweat.

“I didn't expect this Anduin to look so young, but he's full of tricks. And the pressure he puts on people is so great that I almost couldn't breathe.”

Claremont sighed to himself, then finally relaxed and sat heavily on the sofa.

After a while, he seemed to remember something, and once again took off the griffin-shaped badge on his chest, and repeatedly played with it in his hand.

If there was anything to make him happy about today's meeting, it would be the badge he now had. These props were not only powerful, but also visibly exquisite and luxurious, seemingly made entirely of fairy mithril.

“No wonder this Anduin can make his business so prosperous. The quality of the alchemical props produced by Silver Flash Trading Company is really impeccable.”

“I heard that many people want to crack and imitate his products, but they can't do the same unified workmanship as him. Moreover, his alchemical products use optimized new-style spells. How can they be easily copied successfully?”

“In this way, it's not a loss to do this business. 5 years, within these 5 years, it should not be affected by other homogenized products. The Silver Flash Trading Company is still very strong. It seems that it may only take one or two years to make up for the losses.”

Claremont seemed to be comforting himself, and inexplicably increased a lot of confidence in Anduin and his Silver Flash Trading Company.

On the other side, Anduin immediately returned to his residence in the East Duden Building after the negotiation, and immediately found Hogg.

“How is it? Is the signal reception still normal?” Anduin asked as soon as he entered the monitoring room.

“Perfectly normal, but that old guy is almost staring holes into the badge you gave him. Look at his old face, it's really disgusting after looking at it for a long time.” Hogg muttered, pointing at a screen speechlessly.

On the screen Hogg was pointing at, Claremont's face almost filled the entire screen, as if the other party was leaning in front of the surveillance camera.

“That's good. Did he reveal any useful information after I left?” Although Anduin also felt a little tired of that old face, he still asked calmly.

“He kept slandering you at first, but then he started praising you again. I think there's probably something wrong with this old man's brain.” Hogg grinned at Anduin.

“Very good, pay attention to recording his whereabouts, as well as all his words and deeds, and who he has met. I think he seems to like that badge very much. If nothing else, he should carry it with him. Call me as soon as there is any situation. I will always be in the laboratory.”

The 'Guardian Badge' that Anduin gave to Claremont was actually temporarily processed from a surveillance spider in a day, and it was also replaced with a lot of precious materials.

The purpose was to use this badge to make Claremont his eyes.

That's why the function of that badge is so 'intimate', as if it was tailor-made for the other party.

After explaining all this to Hogg, Anduin moved to the laboratory next door.

In order to ensure the success of the raid on the breeding base, he still had a lot of things to prepare. Just to concoct enough potions to knock down those magical creatures, he would have to spend a lot of time.

Of course, he also had to prepare some 'small props' that would allow him to deal with so many legitimate wizards.

After Claremont obtained the Guardian Badge, he played with it enthusiastically for a long time, which made Hogg, who had been staring at him, almost vomit, after all, no one wanted to always face an old man.

However, after nightfall, Claremont put on the badge again, and then Apparated away from the Duden Building.

After leaving the Duden Building, Claremont did not go directly home, nor did he return to the breeding base, but arrived at a remote suburb of Berlin.

This place was not as empty as ordinary suburbs, but instead housed a building that looked like an abandoned manor.

Only after he approached quickly could he discover that this place had long been wrapped in a large area of shielding magic. The interior of the manor was actually an open-air black market similar to Egypt.

Claremont seemed to be very familiar with this place. After entering the black market area, he greeted several guards next to him, then quickly passed through the market area, entered a building at the back, and went directly to the second floor.

And here, there was actually an office with a layout similar to the one in the breeding base.

“It's better to report the cooperation with Silver Flash Trading Company to the adults as soon as possible, so as to avoid long nights and many dreams. It would be troublesome if that money-grubber Anduin suddenly changes his mind.”

After Claremont entered the office, he very skillfully poured himself a glass of wine from the wine cabinet, then took a sip and muttered to himself.

Thinking of this, Claremont put down his glass, then came to a row of bookshelves behind the desk, found a very inconspicuous "History of Magic" on the third row from the bottom of the second bookshelf, and gently pulled it. The entire bookshelf slowly moved to the side.

Revealing the wall behind, then Claremont took out his wand and tapped the wall a dozen times according to a certain pattern, and then the wall suddenly cracked open a hole that could only accommodate one person.

Behind the hole was a small dark room, which looked about seven or eight square meters.

There was nothing in the middle of the dark room, only three high floor-to-ceiling mirrors installed on the left, middle and right walls, covered with a velvet cloth, a stone platform with a stone basin, and a fireplace that looked very ordinary.

After Claremont entered the dark room, he went straight to the stone basin opposite him. The stone basin was very clean, with only a little clear water in it.

Claremont just reached out and grabbed a small handful of white powder from the box on the side of the stone platform and sprinkled it in the basin.

Then the clear water in the stone basin surged for a while, looking as if it was boiling.

Seeing this scene, Claremont did not show any abnormality, but just stood quietly in front of the stone basin and waited silently.

After waiting for five or six minutes, the liquid in the stone basin finally changed. These liquids, which were originally like clear water, suddenly became turbid, and then gradually turned red in a very short time.

After seeing this scene, Claremont suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had relaxed a lot.

Then he ignored the stone platform in front of him, but turned to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and pulled off the velvet cloth covering it.

At this time, the mirror surface revealed by this floor-to-ceiling mirror was very different, not the kind that could clearly reflect people's figures.

Instead, it was pitch black, like a deep hole perpendicular to ninety degrees. Claremont stood in front of this mirror and could not see even a little light, let alone himself.

Claremont put on a respectful posture at this time, just standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, as if waiting silently for something.

He didn't have to wait long, soon a clear footstep sound came from the deep dark mirror surface.

Then after a while, a figure slowly emerged from the lightless darkness, and from far to near, it was as if the thing in front of him was not a mirror, but a deep cave.

Soon, a Silver Spearman wearing a faceless mask and a Silver Spear Club uniform robe walked up and looked at Claremont through the mirror.

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