Days wandering around Hogwarts

Chapter 535 Continue to deceive
"Professor, I'm going back now. Don't get tired."

The incident at the Magical Congress of the United States of America was getting bigger and bigger. Aurors from all over the world began to conduct further detailed investigations. Charles ran away immediately. It would be difficult to deal with if something was discovered.

Dumbledore naturally approved it and gave him three days off to have a good rest before returning to Hogwarts.

Then Charles ran off to Iceland.

Their company has a partnership with the Icelandic Ministry of Magic and has a discount card for a special spa for wizards. This is the first time Charles has used it.

"You really know how to pick a place." Charles smeared a bucket of volcanic mud on Eleanor's body. "What's the matter this time?"

He was prepared for Eleanor to contact him. With such a big thing, the British wizards and those behind it also wanted to know what was going on.

Eleanor whispered, "I just want to get some sleep now."

She yawned after she finished speaking.

Charles was speechless. After a quarter of an hour, he helped her remove the volcanic mud and then carried it into the hot spring pool next to it.

The water temperature was just right, with thick steam and a sulphur smell. Wizards felt that only hot springs with this smell were authentic, otherwise they were just hot water.

Eleanor snuggled into Charles' arms, curled up, and quietly signaled to him in Morse code with her fingers.

“I might be under surveillance.”

Charles reached out and hugged her, saying "hmm" softly.

Eleanor continued to send Morse code to Charles, and soon the two were entangled like young lovers, and soon returned to the house together with all the curtains drawn.

Their method of determining whether they were being monitored was simple. This time, neither of them revealed their whereabouts to the outside world. If any rumors spread in the future, it would mean that they were definitely being monitored.

As sunrise approached, the two came to the mirror space.

Charles asked, "What's going on?"

Charles didn't understand why Eleanor was being monitored, was it because of her sensitive position or her other identity.

Eleanor said in a deep voice: "Rotting Tooth Project."

Charles' face darkened. If this was what Luna said, he would just smile, but it was different when Eleanor said it.

Eleanor went on, "Last summer the Ministry set up a Falkland Islands Liaison Office, supposedly as a last shred of respectability for old Barty Crouch, just as the Centaur Liaison Office had been."

"Since the end of last year, some Aurors have been traveling for long periods of time for no apparent reason, and no one knows where they are going."

"Last month an Auror came back to the Ministry with a feather on the sole of her shoe. It belonged to a species of short-winged quail duck that is endemic to the Falkland Islands."

"Scrimgeour was not very happy about this. He had an argument with Fudge and felt that it was unnecessary to monitor you, Dumbledore."

"It was because of this dispute that I learned the relevant information."

"The Tooth Decay Project is divided into two parts. The Tooth Crown is the secret external intelligence network of the Centaurs Liaison Office, and the Tooth Root is the Falkland Islands Liaison Office, which is responsible for internal affairs."

"I have a guess. Fudge asked me to monitor you and Dumbledore as a test of loyalty."

Charles thought for a long time, frowned and said, "Then why are you coming to me again?"

Eleanor shrugged and said, "I was ordered to come find you. You must cooperate with me to meet again when you return to Hogwarts."

"You disappeared several nights in New York, and one night you disappeared with Rita Skeeter. Soon after, many media outlets got the inside information, and Fudge suspected that you were involved."

Charles had some question marks on his head. It seemed that he had exposed his flaws, but the question was, "Why did Fudge let you ask me?"

He felt that it would be more convenient for Fudge to ask after he caught him in the act than to beat around the bush. He was not so prepared and might reveal a bigger flaw. Eleanor smiled and said, "I can see that Fudge has a complicated attitude towards you."

"Fudge is very optimistic about you and thinks you are the most likely person among the wizards around 1980 to become the Minister of Magic."

"Because there's such a big age difference between you, he won't see you as a competitor."

"He has a family and children, so he wants you to help them in the future."

"But Fudge divides wizards into two categories: those who are with Dumbledore and those who are not. It's obvious which category you belong to."

Charles was a little speechless. Fudge was capable, but his brain became fuzzy when it came to Dumbledore, and he always thought that he was being targeted.

Eleanor continued, "If you have any information about that organization, please tell me a little so that I can report back."

Charles was a little overwhelmed and his mind raced as he began to think about how to deal with the situation.

A lie requires more lies to justify itself. If you keep telling lies, you might really end up forming several such organizations.

Charles said slowly: "What I am going to say next is all made-up stories, don't take it seriously."

"There are evil black wizards in the world, and there are also white wizards with a strong sense of justice."

"The fight against evil is cruel. Some white wizards have two identities to protect their family and friends from retaliation by black wizards."

Eleanor nodded and believed it.

Charles felt that the British wizards would believe it, as Voldemort had persecuted and killed the families of his opponents.

He continued: "There are many white wizards around the world who have joined hands to fight evil, just like the Order of the Phoenix formed by Dumbledore before."

"For thousands of years, these white wizard groups have had misunderstandings, exchanges, and cooperation, and eventually formed a loose organization called the 'Justice League'."

"The Justice League only has a communication function. When anyone needs help, they can ask like-minded friends for help without worrying about being betrayed."

"Over the years, some groups in the Justice League have retired and disbanded, some, like the Iron-Blooded Boys, have unfortunately died in the battle against evil, some are still persisting, and new blood has joined."

"As far as I know, there was such a group in the UK, but I don't know what it is now."

"Besides the UK, Hydra is one of them. A man named Steve Rogers has contacted me. Another man named Blue Dream has come to see me. I also know of an Iron Rose whose majority of members are women. I have met a special agent with a name that sounds like a cat's meow."

"To them, I am an object of observation, and this observation may last for ten or even dozens of years."

"I personally suspect that they worked together to do this."

Eleanor's eyes gradually became sharper, and she felt that what he said did not seem to be false.

Not to mention information that is too old, in the past hundred years, from the magical animal poachers in the UK, to the "Beasts of the Andes" in South America, to the three dark lords in Africa, countless notorious dark wizards have been eliminated by unknown wizards.

People have speculated about this but have no clue. Now it seems that if such a group really exists, then everything makes sense.

If this group unites, it wouldn't be difficult to make such a big news for the Magical Congress of the United States of America.

Although Charles spoke in very general terms, with truth and falsehood intertwined, and perhaps the names were all fake, it didn't matter. The names were just codes, and as long as these people existed, Eleanor found that many problems could be solved.

"Thank you," said Eleanor. "How do you want me to thank you?"

Charles smiled and said, "How else can you thank me? Go to Hofen Town and treat me to a lobster dinner today."

(End of this chapter)