4. The Intensifying Magical War [79/100]

"The elf was lucky that the knife only narrowly pierced its heart."

In the living room of Merlin's mansion, Merlin's medical-gloved hands were stained with strange reddish blood. He wore a mask and looked very professional, and beside him, three young wizards held their wands and maintained the Light Charm to provide Merlin with enough light to provide him with enough light.

Ollivanders, the master staffmaker, wields a lot of medical knives and acts as Merlin's deputy.

With tweezers in his hand, he helped the unconscious fairy Dobby stitch up his wounds as he spoke.

His hands were steady, like a real surgeon, and after all that had happened, Merlin already had a really big heart, and despite being the first time he had surgery, he didn't panic at all.

In fact, with the help of psionic vision and dark perception, Merlin was able to close the wound with his eyes almost closed.

"Of course, it's even more fortunate that the organs of goblins and humans are similar, except that all organs are one size smaller."

Merlin looked at Harry beside him, and he whispered:

"Don't worry, kid, the elf's life has been saved. It has lost a bit of blood and may have sequelae, and I don't know much about goblins, so follow-up treatment is best carried out by a professional magician, it is a magical creature after all, and I don't know if Muggle medicine is useful for it. ”

He quickly stitched the elf's pale gray skin together, and there was a hideous scar on the thin elf's chest.

It had been cast with a stober spell to avoid being spurred frantic by the pain, but judging by its much smoother breathing, it had passed the most dangerous time.

"Bell"

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, and he placed the blood-stained tweezers and suture needles in his hands on the tray next to him, picked up a cotton ball to wipe the blood from the goblin, and then took off his gloves and threw them in the trash.

With a wave of his hand, he let the window open and let the strange smell of the room dissipate.

"Alright, now it's time for you to tell me what's going on."

Merlin turned to look at the children and Master Ollivanders sitting on the sofa, and he asked in a low voice:

"Why did you suddenly cross the ocean and appear in my living room? And, why are you so embarrassed, Hermione is still hurt... Didn't you tell me in your letter that everything was going well? Didn't anyone in the Order of the Phoenix protect you? ”

Merlin asked several questions, his eyes racing back and forth over the faces of Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ollivander, and the white-haired girl he didn't know.

After a few seconds, the eldest Master Ollivander took a sip of water, he looked at Merlin, and he said:

"Everything sucks, Mr. Merlin."

Voldemort regained the upper hand, and with each passing day, the number of Death Eaters increased wildly, and fewer and fewer wizards dared to confront him. He's like a tyrant who wantonly reshapes the wizarding world according to his will... I don't know exactly how Mr. Potter and his friends got caught, but he held me hostage in search of a weapon powerful enough to try to kill Mr. Potter. ”

Merlin nodded, he already knew from the chat with Bill and Fleur that the current situation in the British wizarding world was bad, and Master Ollivanders' words confirmed this.

Merlin turned her gaze to the other children, and under his gaze, Hermione looked at Harry with some concern, who had his head in his hands and a look of frustration on his face.

"It's a Horcrux, Merlin."

Harry looked at Dobby, the sleeping elf, with a sad look, and he whispered:

"At the time of the incident, Ron and Hermione were tracking down the Horcruxes of the mysterious man, and Dumbledore told me that Voldemort used some mysterious method to divide his soul into seven and hide them in seven Horcruxes, and unless we find and destroy all of them, Voldemort will never really die."

"We're going well, maybe it's fate, a few years ago, we found several Horcruxes one after the other, and destroyed them, so far, we've destroyed four, and three more."

He looked at Merlin, and he said:

"While we were searching for the rest of the Horcruxes, we were ambushed and caught in Voldemort's headquarters, Hermione was tortured by Voldemort's followers, and Dobby rushed to save us, only to have it almost die."

"Too many people have died."

Harry said in a voice of despair:

"Dumbledore, Mr. Moody, and the rest of the Order of the Phoenix, we've been beaten and we've been beaten and we've been defeated, and we don't even know who else to trust. We can only ask Dobby to send us to you. ”

"Oh, is that goblin so powerful?"

Merlin looked at Dobby, the leprechaun lying on the table, and said:

"The landing point of the shapeshifting spell across the ocean is so accurate?"

"Dobby is a house elf, Merlin."

Hermione, clutching the wound on her arm, explained to Merlin:

"House-elves are born with a high affinity for magic, and for wizards, shapeshifting spells need to be learned, but it is an innate magic for house-elves. Every house-elf is skilled in the use of shapeshifting charms. ”

"Oh, is that so?"

Merlin nodded, he looked at Harry and the other children in despair, he muttered for a moment, and then said:

"I heard that Voldemort and his Death Eaters captured the British Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes."

Ron said with a little trepidation:

"They also killed the Minister of Magic, and now the institution is a puppet of Voldemort, everyone knows about it, but no one dares to resist. They were persecuting Muggle-born wizards like Hermione, even killing their Muggle relatives, even the British Prime Minister received death threats from the Death Eaters, and Buckingham Palace had been locked down from a few days ago, which was terrible. ”

"So, you guys need help, right?"

Merlin's eyes narrowed, he looked at Harry, then at Ollivander, and said:

"The Minister for Magic and Dumbledore are dead, and now the British wizarding world is leaderless, and there is no one who can represent the wizarding world. Kindness... Let me think. ”

Merlin stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, and after a moment he stood up and said to the children and Master Ollivander:

"Pack up, change your clothes, and come with me."

"Where are we going? Merlin. ”

Hermione walked up to Merlin, she looked at Merlin, Merlin reached out and touched her head, he whispered:

"I'm going to get you reinforcements."

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"Merlin, can you find a normal time to visit me?"

In Brooklyn, in Fury's safe house, the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. looked at Merlin and the visitors sitting on the sofa with a headache, and he lowered his voice and said to Merlin:

"It's midnight, I'm a human being, and I need a break too! Also, which word 'safe house' do you not understand? Is this a place you can just bring a stranger into? ”

"Don't be angry, Fury."

Merlin said softly:

"This time it's the real big thing."

He pointed to the crowd behind him, and he said:

"You've been trying to spread S.H.I.E.L.D. system around the world, and I've given you the best chance to do so."

"Huh?"

Fury glanced at Merlin suspiciously, he walked into the safe house, and the first thing he saw was Harry and the little wizards, he still remembered the incident of the fire dragon making trouble in New York three years ago, and when he saw them, Fury could guess that things must have changed in England somehow.

"You all know Fury."

Merlin said to a few young wizards who were about to come of age:

"Tell him what happened, including what happened to Mr. Prime Minister and the Queen, and don't leave it out."

Fury sat on the couch as he pulled out a voice recorder and motioned for the children to begin their narration.

Things related to Voldemort are not complicated in nature, and it took almost 10 minutes for the children to tell Fury, the Muggle, from beginning to end.

The children had seen firsthand how S.H.I.E.L.D. agents dealt with the tree bee and the dark wizards, and they knew more about S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power than any other wizard.

And they believe in Merlin, and if Merlin thinks Fury can help, then they believe in Fury too.

Fury listened to the story about Voldemort almost the whole time with a frown, and after the children's story, he thought for a moment, looked back at Merlin, and asked:

"Are you sure about that... Voldemort, has his power begun to threaten the British polity? ”

"It's inevitable, Fury."

Merlin waved his finger:

"That guy is a racist lunatic, he believes in wizarding supremacy, and his greatest desire is to conquer death and restore order to the Middle Ages, so that we Muggles can become vassals of wizards again. He's a modern **! Thoughts are dangerous, and there is also the ability to fulfill crazy fantasies. ”

"More than 200 Muggles have died at the hands of his henchmen, and he wants to upend the existing order in Britain, and I don't know why the World Security Council hasn't received this information, but I'm sure that with the current evidence, Chief Pierce will convince the other councillors."

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call."

Fury stood up, pulled out his phone, and walked into the bedroom.

A few minutes later, Fury returned to the living room, and he said to the others:

"Pierce will need some time to confirm our concerns, but he agrees with you. If this is true, then the operatives of the European Division have a job to do. ”

Fury moved his fingers and tapped on the coffee table, and he said to Merlin:

"Do you think Gatler and his agents can fix this?"

Merlin shook his head:

"Gatler's abilities are not said, but he is not familiar with the affairs of the wizarding world, and this matter should be handled by S. O.D. is out. I'm going to Europe myself, and you're giving Gatler permission to assist me. Chairman Samuel had also said before that if we decided to act, he would also send some high-ranking Aurors to help. ”

"Okay."

Fury nodded, he was a resolute man, and once the source of the problem was identified, he would not hesitate any longer.

"So, make this an S-Class event and get your agents ready."

He had the opportunity to teach Merlin face-to-face:

"This is the first time that S.H.I.E.L.D. has carried out such a large-scale operation outside of North America. The first S-Class event since the establishment of the O.D. meant a lot to us, so whatever help you needed, we could just say it. ”

Merlin thought for a moment, and he said:

"Can I apply for help from the British military? Now that we know Voldemort's headquarters, I want to use a powerful raid to put an end to that source of fear, and then use cat and mouse to eliminate the deranged dark wizards. ”

"This... It should be ok. ”

Fury thought for a moment and said to Merlin:

"If the World Security Council passes a resolution on intervention, then the British authorities should authorize the military to intervene. But I'll ask you in advance, what level of help do you need? ”

"Well."

Merlin shrugged, he looked at the scar on Hermione's arm, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"Naturally, the stronger the better, and it would be better if it could give me the authority to use strategic missiles ... Seriously, I think it's time for the arrogant wizards to see for themselves the power of the Muggles they dismiss. ”

"I can help you apply."

Fury didn't think Merlin was making a fuss, and if the arrogant activities of the Death Eaters had really affected the British national order, then the use of missiles to decapitate them was completely within the tolerance of the World Security Council.

His only concern was another question, he looked at Merlin, and he said:

"Are you sure the missiles will work against those dark wizards? I've heard they can teleport in some way? And that what Floo Net. ”

"These can be sealed by magic."

Merlin Says:

"The Aurors of the Magic Congress can set up a space blockade, and as for the Floo Net, that thing can be cut off, of course, if we enter the British Ministry of Magic, which is now occupied by Death Eaters."

"If you have a way to ensure the outcome, then I'll help you apply now."

Fury said to Merlin:

"Don't cause too much panic among the people, and solve this matter as soon as possible."

"I try."

Merlin glanced at the young wizards behind him, and said:

"Without further ado, I'll leave tomorrow morning to get Gatler ready in advance, and I'll wait for your military authorization."

"Let's do it."

Fury patted Merlin on the shoulder:

"I'll go back to HQ now, and you can gather your teammates. Do you need me to ask Agent Barton to help you? ”

"Ah, it would be nice to have Clint here."

Merlin looked at the watch on his wrist and said:

"Fury, give this operation a name, isn't that our tradition?"

Hearing Merlin's words, Fury smiled, and he glanced back at the wizards behind him, the king of black agents who had seen a lot of wind and waves, and whispered:

"Let's call Operation Fury."

"Like you said, let the lawless dark wizards see... The wrath of the Muggles. ”