MTL - A Magical Hogwarts-v7 Chapter 4 summer offensive

Ministry of Magic,

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Senior meeting room.

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This was originally the place where Wizengamo held the Supreme Council, but it has been requisitioned and turned into a war command.

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William, as the commander of the battle, sat on a chair with his fingers interlaced, staring closely at the English formal map on the table.

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If Voldemort were here, he would have found that this map was really similar to the one he was stepping on.

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In particular, the distribution map of the Death Eaters' troops cannot be said to be very similar, but to be exactly the same.

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However, the power deployment of the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic is different.

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For example, in the English Channel, Voldemort held information that three hundred European coalition forces were stationed.

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But in fact, there were only less than 100 people, and the rest were not 200 people, but 400 people who landed from other places.

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It's just that this information was not revealed in Voldemort's information.

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Another example... Before the military meeting that Voldemort was holding at this time, William got his tactical arrangement:

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Things are facing each other, and flowers are blooming in the middle.

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This is normal. The infiltration capabilities of the enemy and us are 108,000 miles apart.

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Especially Professor Snape, he could have published a book "The Years I Spy by Voldemort's Side".

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Therefore, this military operation is not the so-called "surprise attack on the Hebrides" at all, but a typical...

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To lure annihilates into battle, they also opened the kind that hung all over the map.

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William drew red lines on the map. After a long time, he finally asked:

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"How long will it take for thunderbirds and other magical creatures to cross the Atlantic Ocean?"

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Everyone's eyes were focused on the old man on the right.

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Uncle Newt was noticed by so many people, which triggered passive-autism.

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He lifted his heavy bangs, squinted the small eyes blocked by his hair, and replied:

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"It can be reached in two days at most, but there are so many thunderbirds that it is not easy to hide."

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William looked at a French female Auror on the side of the table and asked:

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"Mrs. Clegane, is the French Ministry of Magic ready to accept it?"

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The middle-aged witch said solemnly: "The once werewolf island has been extended for a year with the Traceless Stretching Charm, enough to hide the Thunderbird."

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William nodded in satisfaction.

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Last year, after encountering the Death Eaters and the Fire Dragon Corps, Dumbledore immediately notified Newt, who was far away in the United States.

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Let him help find and train some large flying magical creatures.

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North America has the largest ptarmigan sanctuary in the world.

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In terms of origin, as early as seventy years ago, a young Newt escorted a Thunderbird to the United States.

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Four years ago, the female ptarmigan was found on Werewolf Island and was also sent by Newt.

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With his ability, it is easy to find thunderbirds and other flying magical creatures that can fight.

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And this strange soldier is too big to be hidden in the UK.

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So, William came up with the idea of ​​France again.

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He asked the French Ministry of Magic to build a hiding place along the French coast.

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The current French Minister of Magic, Clegane, has a close relationship with William and will naturally agree.

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"These thunderbirds will cooperate with the giant army to attack the enemy's fire dragon."

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William looked at Madame Maxime, and with a quill he tapped the Hebrides on the map,

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Seriously said:

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"Not to mention destroying all the fire dragons, but they must be trapped in the Hebrides and cannot support other battlefields."

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"But our numbers may not be enough. The enemy looted two Fire Dragon Reserves last year, plus the local battle..." Maxim hesitated.

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"Don't worry about this, I already have a plan."

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William looked at the end of the table, where sat a wizard, weathered and freckled, looking in his thirties or forties.

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But he was actually a "young man", not yet thirty years old.

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This is the true portrayal of the programmer, and of course this person is not the same old Krum, but Charlie Weasley.

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"Charlie, how many fire dragons can you bring back from your fire dragon sanctuary?" William turned the quill in his hand.

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"Fifty fire dragons, it's not a problem." Charlie smiled confidently.

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He has been working in the protected area in Romania for seven years, and these years are not in vain.

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"In addition to the number of parts provided by the British Fire Dragon Reserve, that's enough!" William knocked on the table:

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"In this battle, I hope to regain air supremacy."

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"Yes!"

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William looked at the female werewolf Mormont.

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"Death Eater Nott, the trolls and half-orcs led by the general, formed the Eastward Army Corps."

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"Mormont, as the commander, leads the werewolf legion, secretly advancing eastward, detouring to surround the enemy from both sides, and blocking them in the area of ​​Helwelin Mountain!"

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"Yes, I will do my best to complete the task, Master!" Mormont stood up excitedly and said.

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Many wizards sitting there looked at William and the beautiful werewolf strangely.

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Even the master-servant relationship came out... good guy.

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"I have to remind one thing here..." Lupin tugged at his robe.

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"The Orcs and trolls of the Nott family are no longer all infantry.

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Last September, after the failed attack on the Hogwarts Express, they learned the lesson and added Tebo warthogs as mounts for trolls and goblins. "

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"Is it possible?" Ms. Burns, now Minister of Magic, asked suspiciously:

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"With the IQ of trolls, can you achieve this level?"

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As a professional, Old Man Newt nodded and replied:

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"Though trolls are ridiculed for being stupid, they are intelligent.

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Not only can use weapons, but also the habit of trying to tame wild beasts, such as horned llamas.

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However, over the past century, the horned camel beasts have been greatly reduced. Even though I tried my best to breed them, the numbers were still small.

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The Tepo warthog is a good alternative, and the Knott family is definitely capable of doing that. "

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If it's just an infantry of trolls and half-orcs, it can handle it.

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If it becomes a powerful cavalry, it will be bad.

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Especially with the armor on, it can basically be regarded as a heavy tank.

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Everyone looked at William in the first seat. He was the commander-in-chief of this war and must provide a solution.

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William stretched out two fingers, squeezed the scarlet tip of the quill pen, stared at the fingers dipped in ink, and said calmly:

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"It doesn't matter, the centaurs will participate in the war. I have equipped them with alchemy weapons, and they will fight against this cavalry."

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William looked at Lupin and said slowly:

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"And the eight-eyed giant spider from the Forbidden Forest, which is also added to the auxiliary unit, and consumes this group of spiders first.

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Their lives... are worthless! "

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Many wizards looked at William in shock, but they didn't expect him to have such a backhand.

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When did you get involved with the horsemen? This is a group of people who don't get along well.

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And the eight-eyed giant spider... is it worthless?

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Now the poison and body of the eight-eyed giant spider are expensive on the black market!

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Can you not waste it like this?

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William didn't care at all. He lightly wiped the Eastward Army Corps on the map and continued:

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"In addition, there is the enemy's westward marching corps, which consists of a large number of corpses and vampires."

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"They are blocked in sections by the European wizarding coalition, can you stop them?"

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William looked at the wizards sent by France, Italy, Austria, and Switzerland.

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"No problem!" Mrs. Clegane spoke first.

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Representatives of wizards from other countries ~www.novelbuddy.com~ also nodded.

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However, William didn't quite believe in the power of the coalition, so he had to send a team of British wizards.

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The tip of his pen shifted, redrawing a line between the battlegrounds.

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"Kingsley led some Aurors, interspersed here, divided the battlefield, and made dumplings for them!"

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Mr. Weasley suddenly said: "There is one more thing, the breeding of dementors is already very serious.

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I estimate the number to be in the thousands.

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The mysterious man has not been sent out yet, and one is in his hand. If this power suddenly joins the battlefield..."

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William laughed out loud, standing out in the silent room.

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Just listening to the youngest Wizengamot, he stretched out his thumb and forefinger to stick together, raised his hand and said with a smile:

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"It's okay, I already have a plan to deal with the dementors."

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Everyone was confused.

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William didn't explain, he just stood up, patted the map, and said solemnly:

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"Our summer offensive, the whole world is watching, eight thousand Death Eaters, even if it's a pot of raw rice...

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Make sure to eat it for me too! "

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