Werewolves are scattered in every corner of Europe, which is one of the biggest difficulties in hunting them down.

However, the European magical community recently concocted a huge lie. At the cost of their own Ministry's credibility, they successfully convinced the werewolves that there was a spell in the world that could restore them to human form, and used this to lure them to the Armenian Forest.

And Gilderoy Lockhart was undoubtedly the most suitable bait: about to face trial by the British Ministry of Magic, of low strength, but with considerable social influence.

Judging from the results alone, the plans of various European magical governments could be considered to have achieved their original goals - most of the werewolves in Europe gathered in the Armenian Forest, falling into the heavy encirclement of the Aurors from various countries, at their mercy like fish on a chopping board.

The only minor problem was that the strength of the "fraudulent writer" who served as bait seemed to be slightly stronger?

Gulped—

The members of the French Ministry of Magic glanced at the unconscious werewolves in the distance, and subconsciously swallowed.

Okay, it's more than "slightly" stronger.

At any time, provoking or scheming against a "Dark Lord-level" wizard is extremely dangerous and unwise. Perhaps they will have the opportunity to enjoy the jokes of the British Ministry of Magic in a few weeks, but before that, they must first explain what happened tonight.

The order and regulations of the magical society allow them to move within the rules, but they cannot prevent a wizard from seeking reasonable dueling revenge...

"Oh? Everyone... seems to be sweating a bit. Could it be that the Flame-Freezing Charm was a little too hot just now?"

Lockhart smiled brightly, his wand interweaving intricate and fancy trajectories between his fingers, looking at the senior magical officials with concern.

"Frankly, I never knew that the sales and reputation of *Wanderings with Werewolves* were so good."

"A few hours ago, when I was about to leave the residence of an old wizard, I happened to encounter a few fans who came to ask for autographs. It seems that someone told them my whereabouts, as well as some special fan benefits—which was terrible, because I was completely unprepared. And a few minutes later, I was surprised to find that there was even a large fan meeting prepared for me in this forest, and they all mistakenly thought there was a gift..."

"Now I finally understand. There are gifts, but they are prepared for you gentlemen present, right?"

"Ahem—"

Cornelius Fudge coughed lightly, twirling his bowler hat in his hands, trying to regain his previous momentum.

"I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Lockhart. As I said before, you—"

"Werewolf Round-Up Operation, I am the bait to attract the werewolves—dear Minister, as the leader of the entire project, you shouldn't happen to forget this detail, right? As you can see, I have fulfilled my previous promise, and now it's your turn to show your sincerity."

"What sincer—"

"Regarding the contribution division of the werewolf victory, the subsequent handling methods... and—"

Gilderoy Lockhart looked around at the magical officials with different expressions, while not forgetting to smile at the camera lenses in the distance, "The public relations strategy after the event, the recommendation for the International Confederation of Wizards seat, the optimization and promotion of the werewolf-to-human treatment method..."

"When did we agree to the International Confederation—wait?! Did you just say, the werewolf-to-human treatment method?"

Atif of the Turkish Ministry of Magic shook his head, preparing to refute, but suddenly his face changed.

"Could it be that the spell you mentioned in *Wanderings with Werewolves*..."

If Lockhart had told him that werewolves could be turned back into humans before tonight, he would definitely not have believed it at all.

However, as Lockhart demonstrated his "Dark Lord-level" magical strength, the persuasiveness of this "fraudulent writer" had undergone earth-shattering changes—in fact, many Ministry of Magic officials had similar guesses in their minds, what if this guy really did those things?

"Of course it doesn't exist. Unfortunately, the story told in that book is not my personal experience."

Lockhart shrugged his shoulders, paused for a few seconds, then sighed lightly, his face a little gloomy and solemn, "The spell that can turn werewolves back into human form does exist—any spell that can take their lives. When a werewolf dies, he will naturally return to human form forever."

"This is the real story behind *Wanderings with Werewolves*. I just slightly embellished the ending."

"Phew, Atif, what are you thinking? A werewolf turning back into a human, this kind of thing is of course impossible—"

The Minister of the French Ministry of Magic breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Atif with a strange expression, while thinking about how to divert the topic as much as possible.

However, his words were interrupted by Lockhart's calm and confident voice.

"The method of curing lycanthropy certainly exists, but it must be paid for."

Lockhart laughed, his white teeth gleaming in the fire, "Werewolves are not untreatable beasts, they are just patients who have unfortunately contracted lycanthropy. I happen to know a way to treat werewolves—yes, more precisely, as far as I know, there should already be several cured 'lycanthropy' patients. If the magical governments of various countries could be a little more patient, tonight's battle could have been avoided..."

"This is not a joke, Mr. Lockhart."

At this moment, a serious middle-aged woman's voice suddenly interrupted the conversation.

Amelia Bones stared at him intently, her lips pursed tightly, reminding Lockhart of Professor McGonagall.

"If there is indeed a cure for werewolves, then it will inevitably lead to a complete change in the follow-up arrangements for tonight's actions, and even the various regulations previously formulated by the magical society regarding werewolves. Because it means that we, I mean everyone present tonight, are either..."

"...either subduing a group of frenzied patients, or fighting heinous dark creatures."

Lockhart said, he smiled and nodded at the reporters holding cameras in the distance, and said softly as if performing an opera.

"If I remember correctly, when we drafted this 'werewolf roundup' plan, we had such an agreement—before the Ministry of Magic Aurors launched a general attack, if I could persuade the werewolves by myself and make them non-threatening tonight, then we can temporarily make a judgment based on the conclusion that werewolves are harmless... Obviously, I successfully 'persuaded' them, right?"

Grindelwald and Dumbledore did not give him a script about the subsequent "performance" content before they left.

However, Lockhart was not flustered. As a best-selling author, he was best at making up stories—as long as these Ministry of Magic officials and reporters were willing to listen to him tell stories, he had full confidence in weaving a more exquisite real adventure story than all previous novels.

The only thing that made him a little uneasy was that, from beginning to end, the two old men did not reveal the role of the "young lady".

The only hint he got was to try to befriend the officials of the magical governments of various countries, and pave the way for subsequent elections in advance.

But...

Lockhart glanced at the short Minister of Magic in the distance.

From any point of view, he couldn't see any reason for Cornelius Fudge to step down in the short term, unless—

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At the same time, on the Hyperion.

Aileenna glanced at the latest intelligence displayed on the command platform and tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

"The 'Pope' and 'Tower' have left the scene. Now the 'Hanged Man' and a group of Ministry of Magic officials and reporters are all located in that forest? Notify Combat Team One to block the fireplaces in the lobbies of the various Ministries of Magic in three minutes. I declare, the great cleaning... begins!"

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Hooray!