The Admiral of Hogwarts

Because of Veneto's prior contact, Sirius, who had been watching out the window, saw three girls appear as agreed on a bench in the garden across the street at around 4 p.m. this afternoon.

So, according to the prior agreement, Sirius, Dumbledore, and Veneto left the room and crossed the street to the park opposite.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Headmaster Dumbledore." After the two sides met, Glorious, as the leader this time, gave a smile, then proactively extended her hand to shake Dumbledore's.

"You can call me Glorious, this is Saint George, and this is Laffey. We are the personnel dispatched to England by the Mutual Aid Association, ready to execute the cooperative plan with you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all." Dumbledore smiled and said. Then, the two sides together found a large square table in the garden provided for picnicking and sat down.

Because it was the first meeting between the two sides, everyone simply exchanged a few pleasantries before getting straight to the point. After all, whether for the ship girls or Dumbledore, they paid more attention to practicality rather than formalities.

And an important purpose of this cooperation was to allow both sides to understand each other through practical operations, which could be considered a small test before the Mutual Aid Association and the Order of the Phoenix cooperated.

"Entering requires wizard's blood; this really fits the style of some dark wizards." After listening to Sirius's retelling of the cave's situation, Glorious tapped the table lightly with her finger, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"But having said that, this kind of approach that weakens opponents before they enter is actually a very low-level tactic. Few high-level dark wizards would do this, so Voldemort doing this is a bit shocking."

"Actually, Voldemort has always been so petty." Dumbledore nodded in agreement after listening, with a contemptuous expression on his face. "Sometimes, he doesn't seem like a Dark Lord."

"Next, we need to discuss how to break through." After criticizing Voldemort for a few sentences, Glorious quickly crossed her fingers and placed them on the table, with a serious expression on her face.

"The gate that needs blood is relatively easy to deal with. Knowing about it in advance, getting a few cans of blood is definitely not a problem. At least, we can wander around Knockturn Alley and get a few Coke bottles of blood without any problem."

"As for the Inferi in the lake, leave them to us. According to your description, that lake contains at most 3,000 Inferi. We have some special methods to easily deal with those guys."

"The only problem is that we don't know the Regulus you're looking for, and it's impossible to search such a large lake one by one. So, I want to know if you have any simple way to find Regulus?"

"Our pure-blood family has a kind of magic that can guarantee finding Regulus's remains," Sirius, who had been silent, said. "As long as I stand by the lake and cast a spell, I should be able to find Regulus's remains."

"If that's the case, that would be great." Glorious nodded and then tore a piece of paper from the notebook that Laffey had been recording in and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Considering that the enemy is Inferi, it would be best for us to set off early tomorrow morning. This period of time is perfect for you to prepare these spell materials and get ready to strike."

"Oh, right, Veneto, you, Hugo, and Hermione, prepare tonight, and come together tomorrow. I can take this opportunity to impart some knowledge about how to face an Inferi army to you."

After the meeting ended, Glorious left with Saint George and Laffey, and Dumbledore and the others returned to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. As soon as he returned, Dumbledore called the Granger siblings over to inform them of the content that Saint George had just conveyed.

As the Headmaster of Hogwarts and the Supreme Leader of the Order of the Phoenix, he was very busy. He only came here just now because of an important matter. Now that the matter was dealt with, he naturally needed to leave quickly to do his things.

Afterward, for the five or six hours before dinner in the afternoon, Hugo and the others were carving rune silver plates on the table in the room.

Because he didn't know how many Inferi Voldemort had hidden in that lake, he could only try to draw as many as possible.

Because of Dumbledore's guarantee and Sirius's oath, Kreacher also joined the dinner preparation team, so today's dinner was exceptionally sumptuous, especially the mushroom cream soup and roast veal, which could be said to be the most delicious versions Hugo had ever eaten.

Of course, an important reason why today's dinner was so sumptuous was that Hugo and Sirius were going to strike tomorrow to bring back Regulus's remains.

"What time are we leaving tomorrow morning?" When everyone started eating shortbread cookies and iced tea for dessert, Hugo turned to Sirius and asked.

"We'll leave at 8 a.m. tomorrow. I can't imagine that my brother stayed in that place for more than ten years, and I still thought he was a coward—"

"Then I'll get up at 6 a.m. tomorrow to prepare breakfast for you." After listening to Sirius's words, Mrs. Weasley said, then she began to complain.

"Seriously, I also know that sometimes the inheritance between mentors and apprentices within the wizarding world will gradually impart some very valuable knowledge to apprentices through practice, but making underage apprentices face thousands of Inferi is a bit too much."

Whether it was Mrs. Weasley's maiden family or her current husband's family, they belonged to one of the so-called 28 pure-blood families, so she had a relatively good understanding of this kind of mentor-apprentice inheritance, but even from her perspective, Hugo and the others were a bit too young.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley. Our current spellcasting ability is not much worse than that of adult wizards, so there is no problem participating in this kind of activity." Hermione comforted Mrs. Weasley at this time. "If you don't believe me, look—"

Because everyone had already finished eating at this time, Hermione stood up, took out her wand, and waved it at the table. As she waved her wand, the pots, bowls, and pans on the table immediately moved.

Those remaining dishes were concentrated in certain containers, and then flew into the special magic storage box in the kitchen, ready to be eaten tomorrow morning, while the greasy tableware lined up and flew into the sink to be automatically washed.

"Wow—cool!" Seeing Hermione show off her skills, the Weasley twins exclaimed at the same time, because they felt that Hermione's actions were even more elegant than when their mother usually cleaned up at home.

And whether it was Sirius or Mrs. Weasley, they could see from Hermione's actions that her spellcasting ability was definitely not inferior to that of an excellent Hogwarts graduate. After all, such fluent nonverbal spells and such precise control of magic were something that even most adult wizards could not do.

With this kind of spellcasting ability, the mastery of various combat-related magic was naturally not low. Considering the spellcasting abilities of Hugo and Veneto before, Hermione's overall level should not be bad.

"Then I wish you all the best tomorrow." Looking at the tableware that she had dried and neatly arranged in the cupboard, Mrs. Weasley said, "Come back as soon as you're done, and I'll prepare lunch for you."