"Yes, I'll be careful. I'll leave it to you." Aseria looked at Alan with a hopeful gaze. Her greatest concern right now was her sister's safety. If he could truly help her rescue her sister, she would wholeheartedly obey Alan.
After giving instructions to each of them, he sent the others out, leaving only Hog and Shalltear. Then Alan took out the briefcase beside him and gently opened it, looking at Shalltear and Hog. "You two will stay in the briefcase for a while. I'll let you out once we reach our destination."
This briefcase was made by Alan over the past three months using Newt's briefcase blueprints and Flamel alloy. Although its space wasn't as large as Newt's, it was more than enough to house several magical creature habitats. This was also a request from Scamander, hoping that Alan's trip to Europe could also save some magical creatures along the way.
"Yes, but sir, how do we plan to do this? Are we just going to charge into the club headquarters and start a massacre?" Hog narrowed his eyes, a flicker of resentment in his gaze.
"From the headquarters blueprints obtained from Sphinx, the Silver Spears headquarters is very peculiar. Although it has a fixed base, it's usually not open. Inside, there are only a few Short Spears guarding it. The long spear, Golden Knight, never appears unless it's absolutely necessary to return for something. This is very consistent with the characteristics of an Undead. So, directly attacking the headquarters, while yielding a lot of supplies, wouldn't deal much of a blow to the Silver Spears and would only expose our target prematurely," Alan replied, shaking his head.
"Then where do we start? That leader is so elusive, we can't find him for a while," Shalltear also understood the origins of the Silver Spear Club from Alan and felt that this organization was very troublesome.
"I am going to the headquarters, but it's not time to strike directly. We can only harvest the headquarters after finding and taking down Rune Serpent," Alan replied calmly. "My idea is to start with Golden Knight—monitor him first. I don't believe he has no contact with Rune Serpent."
"But what's the use of monitoring Golden Knight? Didn't we already predict that Rune Serpent might be under the protection of the Fidelius Charm, and it's highly unlikely that he will appear outside when he sheds his skin?" Shalltear felt that this was particularly troublesome. Now, she didn't know who the opponent was, where the opponent was, or even if they could win.
"Sir probably never thought of simply eliminating the opponent when he sheds his skin, did he?" Hog's desire for battle was very strong; he was itching to open fire directly.
"That's right, hoping to ambush and kill the opponent during that time is very unrealistic. First, monitor Golden Knight, then find or lure out Rune Serpent, and then, depending on the situation, either go directly or call for backup. It's that simple." Alan didn't want to waste too much time on this broken organization, so the initial plan was very simple and crude.
"If only it were that simple," Shalltear also nodded at this point.
"It's fine, don't we still have a backup plan? If those rats are truly hidden so well, then don't blame us for being ruthless, hehehe." Hog grinned, showing a sly smile.
"Alright, don't overthink it at first." After speaking, Alan pointed to the briefcase. "Hurry and get in. After all, we're not going to contact the opponent immediately. I'm entering with a legal identity this time, and I still need to visit the German Ministry of Magic to complete the procedures."
Alan's destination this time was Germany, and he wasn't very familiar with the political atmosphere there. For now, he could only go and observe for a period of time. At the same time, contacting the Silver Spears was also very particular, because the Silver Spear Club held the safe period of the Thunderbird, which was the non-shedding period. This period was less than ten days, but it also meant that he could only contact the opponent during this time.
Hog and Shalltear nodded simultaneously and directly entered the briefcase. Since Shalltear was a vampire, bringing her in directly would be very troublesome, so Alan only had this method to smuggle her in.
After securing the two, Alan took out an ordinary-looking glass wine glass. This was the Portkey the Ministry of Magic had prepared for him. After all, he had an official identity and couldn't directly enter using the Portkey the Thunderbird had used before, as that would be considered illegal smuggling.
After activating the Portkey, Alan directly disappeared from the office.
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Berlin, Oranienburger Strasse.
A young man in a dark formal suit walked into the entrance of a seemingly ordinary art museum. After entering the museum, the young man did not go into the exhibition area but turned into the restroom, and after entering a toilet stall, he directly lifted his leg and stepped into the toilet bowl.
"Why does the entrance to the German Ministry of Magic have to be so disgusting? It's truly speechless." With that, the young man pressed the toilet flush button, and then, as if flushed away, he was sucked into the network.
This young man was naturally Alan. His arrival this time was not like his previous trip to Egypt, which was with a delegation and pre-registered. Individual wizards must register with the local Ministry of Magic upon entering the country and record their wand; otherwise, they will be fined if discovered, and may even be wanted if they commit a crime.
The German Ministry of Magic, similar to the British, was also located underground, and its internal architectural style was also similar, with dark-colored floors and walls. After a simple consultation in the entrance hall, Alan received a pass, and then followed a young witch to the Department of Magical Transportation for registration.
However, the German Ministry of Magic had some differences from the British Ministry of Magic. The departments here were not vertically divided by floor. The German Ministry of Magic was divided into only three floors in total, so many departments were distributed on each floor. At this time, the hall where Alan was located had multiple passages branching out, like an octopus, leading to various different departments.
As he followed the female employee deeper into the Department of Magical Transportation, a sudden burst of noisy commotion erupted from a particularly large office ahead, even with the sound of chairs tipping over. Clearly, someone was arguing, but since the office door was closed, Alan in the corridor couldn't clearly hear the content of the argument inside.
The female employee who was leading Alan also walked straight ahead without any reaction, as if she was used to it.
"There seems to be a disturbance in there. Don't you need to notify others in the Ministry of Magic to take a look? And it sounds like they've even started fighting." As Alan spoke, he heard the sound of glass breaking from that room again, as if someone had smashed a cup.
"It's fine, that's the Floo Network Management Office. Arguments often happen in there, please don't mind it," the young witch replied with a slight apology.
"Floo Network Management Office? Why do people in this department argue?" Alan looked at the witch with some confusion.
"This gentleman must be visiting Germany for the first time," the witch smiled after seeing Alan's reaction. "You might not be very familiar with this aspect. Our Floo Network here is quite special. Due to the country's division, the Floo Network between East Germany and West Germany is not connected, so people argue in the Floo Network Management Office every day because of this."
"East Germany and West Germany? Not connected? How is that possible? Doesn't that mean division?" Alan looked at the other party with some disbelief. "National division seems to be a Muggle society problem, right? What does it have to do with the wizarding world? Why should the division of Muggle countries affect the wizarding world?"
What the witch said seemed ridiculous in Alan's eyes. He did know that Germany was divided into the German Democratic Republic and the Federal Republic of Germany, commonly known as East Germany and West Germany, due to World War II, and even the Berlin Wall was erected in Berlin, which would only be torn down in 1989. But this was a division among Muggles, which theoretically had nothing to do with wizarding society, just like in Britain, Ireland and England were not one country, but in the wizarding world, they were all unified under the British Ministry of Magic. So, theoretically, both East Germany and West Germany should be unified under the German Ministry of Magic.
"Indeed." The witch nodded, then shook her head helplessly. "We wizards are indeed independent of Muggles. Disputes between Muggle countries are none of our business, but there are also disputes among Muggle-born wizards, and this dispute has even spread to the Ministry of Magic, and the result…"
"What do you mean? Are you saying the German Ministry of Magic is also divided?" Alan looked at the witch with some surprise. He had heard before that the German wizarding world was quite chaotic, but he hadn't expected it to be chaotic to this extent.
"It's not quite a division." The young witch was clearly provoked by Alan and also had her gossip soul piqued. Then she mysteriously leaned into Alan's ear, "But I feel it's pretty close."
"Oh? Can you elaborate?" Alan raised an eyebrow, then took out a small music box from his person and handed it over. "What's your name? I've done some small business in Britain. This is our new product, consider it a meeting gift for you."
"This… this is? A Silver Lightning Trading Company music box?" The witch's eyes lit up when she saw the box Alan handed over. Then she became a bit shy but very obediently took it, and immediately changed to a friendly expression, saying, "I didn't expect you to be a wizard from the Silver Lightning Trading Company, I'm truly honored. I'm Fuchsie Stanley, just call me Fuchsie. Feel free to ask me anything you want to know, I'll tell you everything!"
See Fuchsie's expression, Alan nodded in satisfaction, then first asked with some curiosity, "What? Is the Silver Lightning Trading Company very famous in Germany, even you know about it?"