Chapter 4 Summer Offensive

Ministry of Magic,

Superior meeting room.

This was originally the place where Wizengamo held the Supreme Council, but at this time it had been requisitioned and turned into a war headquarters.

William, as the commander of the battle, sat on a chair with his fingers interlaced, staring at the picture of the British form on the table.

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

In particular, the force distribution map of the Death Eaters cannot be said to be very similar, only the same.

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

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

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

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

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

Things go in, and flowers bloom in the middle.

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

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

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

To lure and annihilate the war, and also open the kind that hangs on the whole map.

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

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

All eyes were on the old man on the right.

Uncle Newt has been noticed by so many people and triggered passive-autism.

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

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

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

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

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."

William nodded in satisfaction.

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

Ask him to help find and train some large flying magical creatures.

North America has the largest ptarmigan sanctuary in the world.

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

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

With his abilities, he wanted to find thunderbirds and other flying magical creatures that could fight,

easy.

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

So, William played the French idea again.

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

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

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

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

Seriously:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He has worked in the protected area in Romania for seven years, and it has not been a waste of time despite the wind and rain.

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

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

"Yes!"

William looked at Mormont the werewolf.

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

"Mormont, as the commander, led the werewolf army, secretly advancing eastward, surrounded the enemy from both sides, and blocked them in the area of ​​Helwellin Mountain!"

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

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

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

"I have to remind you here..." Lupin tugged at his robes.

"The Orcs and trolls of House Nott are no longer all foot soldiers.

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

"Is it possible?" asked the current Minister for Magic, Ms Burns, skeptically:

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

As a professional, Old Man Newt nodded and replied:

"Trolls have intelligence despite being ridiculed for being stupid.

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

It's just that, over the course of a century, the horned llamas have been greatly reduced. Even though I tried my best to breed them, the numbers were still small.

Tepo warthogs are a great alternative, and the Knott family is definitely capable of doing that. "

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

If it becomes a powerful cavalry, it is not good.

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

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

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

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

William looked at Lupin and said slowly:

"There is also the eight-eyed giant spider in the forbidden forest, which is also added to the auxiliary force, and this group of spiders is consumed first.

Their lives... are worthless! "

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

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

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

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

Can you not waste it so much.

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

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

"They are blocked by the European Union of Wizards, can you stop them?"

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

"No problem!" Mrs. Clegane said first.

Representatives of wizards from several other countries also nodded.

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

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

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

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

I estimate the number to be in the thousands.

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

William laughed out loud and stood out in the silent room.

Just listening to the youngest Wizengamot, sticking his thumb and index fingers together, raised his hand and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter, I already have a plan to deal with the dementors."

Everyone was confused.

William did not explain, he just stood up, patted the map, and said solemnly:

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

Make sure to eat it for me too! "

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