Xenophilius Lovegood was never one to shy away from considering the worst-case scenario.

On the other hand, as an author immersed in a world of fantasy, Xenophilius never had much of a grasp on economics anyway.

With that "owl-kidnapper letter," the values he had "evolved" due to the pressures of raising Luna alone, were almost torn to shreds by a mountain of Galleons before they even reached their first birthday, completely losing any sense of the value of money.

"The hypothetical enemy is... half of the European magical world?"

Kurt Miel and the others took one last look at the map dyed red by magic.

In that instant, they suddenly understood why this "Hermit" was qualified to lead the Black Cloak Wizards in times of crisis.

While their vision was still limited to the werewolf community and the Armenian Ministry of Magic, the Grand Arcanum's gaze had already encompassed the vast European continent, just like that unyielding figure in Nurmengard Castle back then. Perhaps this was the scope of a top wizard.

"Right, right. Contact our members in various European countries immediately!"

Just as everyone was about to leave, Xenophilius seemed to suddenly remember something, stopping them.

It was like an intermittent burst of creative inspiration.

After setting half of the European magical world as the hypothetical enemy for tonight's operation, more "reasonable deductions" quickly emerged in Xenophilius Lovegood's mind, and his intuition told him that these must be correct.

Why would the Ministries of Magic from various countries gather in the Armenian forest?

Clearly, it was because they had secrets to hide.

So, what secrets did those high-ranking Ministry of Magic officials have?

Considering that the former Soviet Union had only recently dissolved, and the original, massive "Soviet Magical Ministry of Internal Affairs" still existed, a logical and shocking answer emerged:

Those newly independent magical governments intended to establish their respective positions in the new era through secret wars!

Thinking of this, Xenophilius Lovegood's expression turned solemn as he earnestly instructed the Black Cloak Wizards' cadres:

"Focus on the members of various Ministries of Magic, especially the tasks and locations of the Aurors!"

"Listen, there is no budget limit for today's activities. Anything that can be solved with Galleons, directly coordinate with Gringotts!"

"As the organization's blade in the shadows, money and cost-effectiveness are never your concerns! Results are!"

In the dark of the Black Cloak Organization's temporary headquarters, a group of wizards nodded solemnly.

Xenophilius sat back on his sofa, the crimson magical mark on the wall behind him flickering ominously.

Soon after, the Lovegood's living room returned to tranquility.

Across the vast European continent, the Destiny Group wizards, who had been lying dormant for months, became active again.

The bedroom lights of countless families turned on and off again, like the dangerous glint in the eyes of predators in the night...

This would perhaps be an especially special day in many people's lives. As for the future, no one knew for the moment.

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"Unlimited withdrawals..."

Is the war finally about to begin again...

Gringotts, in the Venture Capital Department's office area.

Douglas had a brief moment of hesitation when he received the order, but then he quickly made a decision.

The newly promoted Chief Financial Officer of Gringotts immediately rang the alarm bell in the council hall, forcibly stopping the work of all the goblins who were dealing with other matters, and issuing the latest instructions in a shrill voice:

"Everyone here, stop what you're doing and fully support the Black Cloak Wizards!"

"If there are any extra goblin employees, start from the top and count the assets and government expenditures of the magical officials in the marked areas."

"Do your best, as quickly as possible! What are you waiting for?! Time is money, move it!"

Economic business temporarily suspended, switching to war mode!

As a Grade A member of the Foundation at Gringotts, Douglas knew very well what he should do now.

Ever since experiencing the collapse of the former Soviet Union, the change of ownership of Gringotts, and the Galleon credit crisis...

He was gradually able to keep up with Her Majesty's thinking.

In this world, there is no bigger business than starting a war and winning it.

Even if Gringotts is not on the front lines with those warriors.

But the data and capital support they hold can easily determine the outcome of battles thousands of miles away.

Recalling the details of Her Majesty's previous expeditions, Douglas waved to Garrivex, who was standing not far from him.

"Summon the Goblin Guard and the Black Horripilation, ready to board and set sail!"

In fact, there were quite a few goblin troops stationed at Gringotts at this time.

Although the vast majority of the guards were only under Eileen's command, Douglas still had the authority to order them to enter wartime preparation.

If a wizard conflict were to occur, goblin magic could be said to be a variable not to be underestimated.

In today's magical world, almost no wizards have experience fighting goblins.

Not to mention facing a joint wizard and goblin legion.

This was a big move that Her Majesty had been preparing for a long time.

Before long, the most rudimentary data collection was summarized on Douglas's desk one by one.

"The Aurors in Azerbaijan didn't go home overnight? Extra overtime pay?"

"The Georgian Ministry of Magic also has unusual overtime budget expenditures?"

"What about Turkey? The Turkish Ministry of Magic... is expanding recruitment?"

"Four Aurors from Belarus conducted business at the Armenian Gringotts branch?!"

Douglas quickly flipped through the reports. They didn't seem to have any abnormalities, but they all had some of the same abnormal information.

"What, what exactly do these magical governments want to do..."

In his vision, countless wizards, like a stream of water flowing against the current, after seemingly aimless wandering, all gathered towards the area near the Armenian forest without exception. The vast European continent seemed to have a huge vortex with the Armenian forest as its center.

"This is really... a trap?!"

"Wh-what should we do, Mr. Douglas, we are now—"

In the office, the newly appointed Director of the Gringotts Venture Capital Department turned to look at Douglas.

And in his uncertain gaze, the goblin Douglas took a deep look at the stack of documents in his hand, and then looked at the clock.

"It's too late. Send a warning to the 'Hermit' as quickly as possible, and cut off all Floo Network links with the Hyperion!"

"Also, Gringotts' military force will fully reinforce the Armenian branch and be ready for war at any time!"

Douglas said decisively, choosing a side without hesitation.

If it involved a conspiracy by the Ministries of Magic of various countries, then the regular magical communication channels would all be unsafe.

He looked up, gazing in the direction of the distant Armenian forest.

Douglas's vision seemed to penetrate the soil, reaching the Hyperion soaring in the sky, and said in a low voice.

"Be careful, be careful... Your Majesty... this may be a trap..."

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