Chapter 152: Chess Game

When he saw the dots of colors appearing on the map, Avides trembled involuntarily at first, as memories, sadness, surprise, excitement, and longing flashed across his face one by one.

"My lord, no, Grindelwald failed..."

Mu Yu didn't mind him mentioning his old master and waited patiently for him to continue.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard and was able to calm down the surging emotions: "That's where it borders the far north of the East."

She boldly wanted to take over the Ministry of Magic in Eastern Europe. It would be a joke if she said she didn't mean to control the East.

"Yes."

She admitted openly.

"That land has vast resources."

"Yes."

She did not give any unnecessary explanations, only encouraging Avides to think deeper.

"The Muggle world over there is still in chaos. They are fighting over the distribution of the heritage of the old country. To this day, they have not responded positively to the facts announced by other countries. Their old country is said to have close ties with the Eastern European Ministry of Magic and the Kodos Dorez School. There is a lot of contact. "

Now is indeed the golden moment. Once the interests are redistributed, it will be difficult to start from the Muggle world to find traces of the Kodos Doriz Magic School and the Ministry of Magic.

"You are better than before, Avides. You have learned to think in the context of the Muggle situation." Mu Yu lightly praised him.

"This step must be taken with caution," Avides was noncommittal about her praise. After thinking for a while, he actually warned at this time, "The greater the temptation, the greater the difficulty. The situation is unstable and the manpower is insufficient. The environment is unfamiliar, and it was the same back then... The stakes are too high, ma'am."

The fate of Grindelwald and the Muggle he secretly contacted turned out to be exactly the same, both due to several major mistakes in decision-making. An irreversible defeat.

Unknowingly, his name for Mu Yu had changed.

"Of course I understand those past events," Mu Yu stroked Nagini's feet, and spoke softly to resolve each of his concerns, "Muggles will not disturb the situation easily. It is their nature to wait and see. Okay. Especially after what happened today, any Muggle who is rebellious will think carefully about how to deal with that rebellious bone. Our opponent will always be wizards."

Excluding external factors, the number of people to deal with is greatly reduced.

She straightened her body and stared out the window at the dead silence: "Who said we have to fight in an unfamiliar place as for the manpower... Let's not mention that there is a group of people who are eager to take advantage of it immediately. Look outside."

Avi Des followed her gaze and looked outside, and instantly understood why it was so quiet outside.

Naturally, her appearance could not make everyone put down their weapons willingly, but just for a moment, the street where the Ministry of Magic was located was surrounded by another group of people. Their whole bodies were wrapped in black clothes, and even their faces were hard to see clearly. They marched in an orderly manner without even making any unnecessary noise, as if they were supposed to be one.

The conservative forces without weapons are weaker than lambs to be slaughtered in front of this group of people. Blood meandered into streams, blurring the original color of the street. Such a fierce and unknown team was willing to bow in her direction in a pool of blood. The angles of their heads were so similar that it was impossible to make a mistake, and they formed a breathtaking scenery in the sea of ​​blood.

The figure sitting by the window was still thin and thin, as quiet as an ordinary girl, but a chill came straight from the heart of Avides. This group of people was obviously very familiar with the terrain near the Ministry of Magic, and they had been lurking under his nose for an unknown amount of time.

Avides bit his lip to prevent his uncontrollably chattering teeth from revealing his emotions and attracting more attention from the freak.

If it weren't for the opposition forces led by Dumbledore, she might never have exposed the secret chess buried in Norway.

After making sure that Avides saw what she wanted to show him, Mu Yu turned around leisurely, completely ignoring the horror that surged in his heart, and asked him with a smile: "Any more questions?"

"They will act. "?" Avides didn't realize that he lowered his head unintentionally.

"It's Dumbledore's way to go on forever and never have trouble. He hasn't finished this game yet, so he has to wait." She said the big game of the game as easily as a trivial matter, "even if he hesitates." If I don't take this step, I will create a situation and move the chessboard. Of course, this is the last resort."

She stood up and walked directly over the broken limbs on the ground and walked out the door: "Clean up the Ministry of Magic, and we will stand here this time. Count the people here, guide public opinion, and re-liaise with Muggle leaders. You are more familiar with these than me." The gentle tone was very inconsistent with the blood on the ground. "I want to know the ins and outs of the rebellion before dusk."

The day is long . , dusk is actually midnight. She gave them plenty of time to roughly integrate, and also gave herself some space.

What Avides thought was strategizing and being calm at every turn was all an illusion. In fact, from the moment she rushed to Norway, every step she took was a gamble, and she was tortured all the time by the big mistakes she made.

The long-term success has fueled her arrogance. She seriously regarded everyone, including her opponents, as toys that could be manipulated at will, and handed the handle to Dumbledore, leading to today's situation.

She gently placed the locket against her face, and only the coldness coming from it could barely comfort the waves of self-blame that spread over her. No matter how much you follow the trend, it won't make up for the risks you will take in each subsequent game.

There is no time to wallow in self-blame.

"There is a problem with your supply." Mu Yu was the only one standing at the top of the Ministry of Magic, overlooking the Ministry of Magic that was back to busy and orderly. With such organizational capabilities, it is no wonder that Norway can survive despite the reputation of Grindelwald's old ministry. . Covered by the powerful formations around him, Shen Xu's anger could only be directed at Mu Yu.

It's actually strange to say that he was angry. After confirming the news from her, he was really angry for a long time, as if his life was strangled all of a sudden. But gradually, this anger slowly condensed and became mixed. Untimely emotions.

Relief, joy, cruelty...

Mu Yu can reveal a lot in just a moment.

Shen Xu's anger quickly erupted again. If he hadn't observed it carefully, he would have thought that the condensation just now was just an illusion: "It's imminent for us to capture the capital. Now you tell me the basics of war...the weapons are not in supply." On the other side of the screen, he was pointing a trembling finger at Mu Yu. Regardless of the loss of his image, he yelled, "The war is about to start. You told me I have no weapons."

The old fox pretended too much. It's a pity that he didn't know that he had unintentionally wiped out everything.

Shen Yi once said that they had developed weapons on their own, but now it seems that their background is not that sufficient.

"Accidents that happen here will always reach you in other strange ways. As for the situation in Western Europe, Grandpa Shen is very smart and should have known about it a long time ago. Instead of causing extra problems in the future, it is better for me to tell you frankly."

She played casually Locket, sighing softly seemed to reveal helplessness.

"Xiao Yu, we made an oath to cooperate in establishing a new order. Now it seems that you have to withdraw." Shen Xu put on a scheming smile that made Mu Yu extremely sick, as if the person who just got angry was another person. , "The price of quitting... I'm really worried about you..."

"What we gave is far more than weapons," Mu Yu cut him off coldly, "The Shen family has been planning for many years, but they didn't tell me about the spell I sent out. Even if there are no dementors or even werewolves constantly sent to cause trouble in the left-behind area, we will have to wait at least ten years after we capture the capital. "

What Shen Xu was waiting for was her words. With their own strength and without the supply of weapons, capturing the capital would be difficult but not that troublesome. However, it was really unsettling if this problem was not eliminated.

"The battle for the capital will not be resolved so quickly. You should know that the person guarding the capital is my granddaughter." He didn't want her to think that capturing the capital was easy, and he felt troubled when he talked about Shen Qitong. The sadness that is hidden is not fake.

Qitong was so disobedient that close relatives had to fight each other.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Mu Yu would have laughed at his pretentiousness.

"When you planned to capture the capital, you also knew that the person guarding the city was your own granddaughter." Not only was her speech not harsh, but she also spoke with deep sympathy. "Why bother?"

The crack on the jade pendant around her waist has not healed at all. Posture.

For the first time, she enjoyed the sunset at Alesund at leisure. Purple and pink smudged in layers in the sky, splicing into wisps of light smoke in the distance. The sun's blood flowed into the misty clouds, overflowing drop by drop, staining the purple-pink sky.

Just as it slowly sank into the horizon, the bleeding sunset rose again, trailing traces of blood as it hung precariously in the air, staining the entire sky with blood.

In the Norwegian summer, the setting sun never sets, but it is a pity that it is exchanged for the darkness of a cold winter.

not interesting.

The cold wind here seems to have an extraordinary memory. The temperature of the last eternal day and night when her soul and body were in close contact with each other gradually eroded her body along with the cold wind blowing.

She raised her eyes and looked down. It was so cold that no one, not even the elf, dared to shiver. They thought they had a little bit of power, but they didn't expect it to be just a joke in the end.

Powerlessness breeds despair, and the unknown about life and death becomes an additive for the outbreak of despair.

She sat at the top and savored every bit of despair, letting the dark corridor from which she could not escape for many years become everyone's nightmare. She herself lurks in the darkness and remains unseen.

How wonderful it would be if the bloody sunset could truly never set.

"We love you, care for you, educate you, give you freedom, salary, strength, and guard your ideals, but you still made the choice you made today," she held her forehead, always becoming extremely compassionate when needed, Her lingering voice, filled with puzzlement, confusion, and a hint of disappointment, almost made her cry. "Why?"

The ever-setting sun condensed into a halo of blood where she was, which was frightening but also seemed more sacred and inviolable.

Only the sound of hunting wind answered her. She was not surprised by this, and answered for them: "Because there are people who deceive you, claiming that the existence of God is only to strip away your thoughts, and use rules and precepts to oppress you into religious slaves. Those who induce in this way are the ones who have the true intentions. Those who are bad should be punished."

She raised her voice: "Religious autocracy deprives the ideal of reality in the name of purity. False doctrines repeatedly outline the paradise of reincarnation, and false gods built by mortals only accept the prayers of believers. The true God never forbids ideals or blocks technology, but generously points out the newly emerging path of evolution and guides everyone into a new evolutionary sequence.

" The jade pendant at her waist clicked and made an extremely small cracking sound that only she could hear. The crack on it suddenly opened at this moment, and the huge crack spanned the entire jade pendant.

The warm texture of this piece of jade and the charm cultivated day and night disappeared at this moment.

Mu Yu just glanced at it and quietly covered the jade pendant with his sleeves.

"Love is kind, so we open up our power and let everyone have the opportunity to escape from the world; love is not jealous, we never envy mortals who have power; love is not boastful or arrogant, and does not seek its own benefits, we never Interfering with the change of secular political power; love is not angry, does not take into account people's evil, we tolerate everyone and the ideal of the world's evolution, and never bring down unreasonable natural disasters. "

The crack has a tendency to widen, but she has been using it for life. Cultivation suppressed it.

These words sound absolutely correct, but when you think about it carefully, they are completely subversive and misinterpreted.

People who are slowly domesticated will not take the initiative to think deeply with their heads.

"You can also follow the stubborn people with ulterior motives and persist in the old way to the end. When people learned to walk upright, a small number of them insisted on the old way and became apes," she said with a smile, "I don't mind, and I won't stop you. ."

After saying what needed to be said, she began to play with the locket hanging around her neck, pointing the middle letter at the blood-red sun, waiting for the inevitable result.

"Someone deliberately tempted us to make a big mistake."

"It was he who quietly encouraged us to resist."

"It was he who told me that gods are just false gods."

As long as one starts, the rest will just follow. None of them needed the inducement of any rewards, and they spontaneously announced the names of their companions, as if they were afraid that if they were too late, they would fall far behind on the road of evolution.

Sure enough, after planning for a long time, there were still many things that slipped through the net after a rough cleanup.

Mu Yu raised his chin. Needless to say, the group below was divided into two teams under the guidance.

Those who snitched and those who didn’t.

It's not surprising that there are elves. She doesn't believe that Dobby alone can leak the address of Alesund, and even blow up almost half of the production line by surprise. What interested her most was that the people leading the rebellion were ordinary people who had gained power.

It was this group of people who shouted the loudest.

"The truth will not always be hidden under lies. Whether it is killing, exile or torture, it will only advance the arrival of the truth."

They really thought that the only things she knew were killing and punishment.

"That group of heretics with evil intentions and stupidity only indoctrinated you into killing." She leaned back on the chair more comfortably, hugged Nagini on her lap, raised her hand slightly, and dimmed it a little. Floating from those people back to the direction where she was. However, this is all a show of force. To deprive the bound soul of power is just to raise a hand. "When you understand what you have lost today, let's talk about beliefs and thoughts again."

She glanced at the ashen-faced house elf. : "Give them real freedom and let them go wherever they want."

This is just a talk. She will only let them experience the pain of wandering without being taken in again, and will never allow them to return to Hogwart. tz, became Dumbledore's help.

This is indeed the cruelest punishment for a house elf.

"It's Dobby, it's all Dobby! This corrupt and evil house elf has bewitched us," the house elves whose fate was announced screamed and fell to the ground crying, "It's all him! We know Wrong..."

She waved her hand, and the elf's cries for mercy no longer disturbed her. Meanwhile, the real rewards begin to be awarded. One by one, the spiritual stones that bloomed brilliantly in the bloody sunset fell into the hands of the right people. The dharma veins surpassed the dim sunlight and touched everyone's heartstrings.

The Dharma lineage is given to the wizards who stand firmly on the side of the Ministry of Magic this time.

"Contribution will always win rewards, as long as you are willing." She tilted her head and tried to appreciate everyone's joy and fleeting greed when receiving rewards from various angles. Different people, and maybe even species, are different. After all, How do you achieve such a high degree of consistency in

what kind of beliefs and piety? They follow nothing more than inner desires.

No more needs to be said. She pulled Nagini into her arms, as if she could draw strength from this.

On the hills facing the sea in Alesund, there are several solemn tombstones. The ever-setting sun has naturally become the most gorgeous decoration of the tombstone, and the sound of the waves is the only warm companion in the deathly silence.

Norwegian conservative forces unite with the Order of the Phoenix. Even if no assassins are killed, accidents will still happen. Several people swore to death to protect the blueprint research results and were buried in the fire. When they were found, they were almost burned to ashes, and it was difficult to even collect the complete bones.

Mu Yu stood expressionless in front of the tomb holding white flowers in the wind. She rushed all the way from the UK to Norway, found a way out to transfer all the people suitable for research to the island, cleaned up the Ministry of Magic, won over the hearts of people who were about to be broken, and planned the next chess game. She has not slept a wink since she was so busy. Not to mention that she had previously used her cultivation to suppress the tendency of the jade pendant to continue to shatter.

The situation did not allow her to rest, and she herself did not want to rest.

The loss of the production line was not enough to make her heartache. In short, the island could completely make up for it. What really made her sad was the person she lost. The talents she had carefully cultivated and selected since Grindelwald's time were lost due to her mistakes for no apparent reason.

This is where she can't forgive herself the most.

Behind him stood all the people who had survived the Grindelwald era, bowing their heads and silently bidding farewell to their companions.

In front of everyone, regardless of the cold mud on the ground, Mu Yu knelt straight in front of the tombstone, bent down and gently placed flowers next to the tombstone.

Her actions caught everyone off guard. What Avides did was not to help her up, but to kneel in front of the tomb with her. Not only he, but everyone else did the same.

It was she who stopped them.

"This is my confession. Because of my fault, we lost them forever. They are your partners, comrades, and even relatives who have been with you for decades, and they are also our friends. My arrogance, arrogance, and underestimation of the enemy almost cost you your ideals. Your hard work has been ruined, and your loved ones have sacrificed their lives that they should not have sacrificed."

The giant snake felt the atmosphere and hovered beside her.

Everyone present had red eyes. In fact, they also knew that no one cared about the house elves, they all regarded them as animals without thoughts that could be manipulated at will. Even Arvidus' proposal to monitor house elves was just mentioned casually and not taken to heart at all.

They all bear the guilt of losing their partners.

But just this kneeling, this confession eliminated most of the meaningless self-blame and self-complaint.

Their ideals are truly cared for, and their dedication and devotion to their ideals are truly valued.

"It's our fault. We were born and raised in Norway, we almost lost our home, and we still need you to help clean up the mess. We should repent, madam." Finally, it was Avides who spoke. He had never been so gentle and respectful to her.

Mu Yu slowly stood up and did not answer his words. Instead, he walked around them in circles. She got up, but they didn't dare to get up. She stood facing the wind, not seeing the people at her feet, nor Nagini hissing and swirling around her. There were only endless waves in her eyes, and the broken sunset was sealed between the waves, at least at this moment it was eternal.

"Arvides," she called his name and spoke to him in Norwegian for the first time. Her pronunciation was jerky and stiff, but it made Arvides' whole body tense up. "Can't I be your master?"

Arvids's back was soaked with sweat in the biting cold wind.

Mu Yu still didn't look at them, and continued to look at the surging waves, repeating in Norwegian again: "Tell me, am I your master?"

Time lost its definition in the never-setting sun.

Still, Avides was the first to move in front of her and lower his head. As soon as he moved, the others gathered towards her in the same posture, like lambs begging for caresses.

Avides took a corner of her clothes and kissed her gently: "Of course, Master." He respectfully moved the place for the others, and the others stepped forward to kiss the corners of her clothes one by one, vying to express their absolute of loyalty.

She stood firm, enjoying the Lamb's supplication in the brief eternity of sunset.

"This is the last time. The last time some of you will lose your precious life for a meaningless mistake, the last time Dumbledore uses omissions to spread the love in his mouth," Mu Yu gently licked the petals blown by the wind, "Passed away People will always be here to watch, witnessing the emergence of a new world and greater interests. "

The sunset in Norway is filled with bone-chilling chills and endless emptiness, and it is nothing like the embrace that surrounds her again and again. She crazily longed to get that hug again, fantasizing about the softness of every meeting of lips and teeth, and missing every madness that was like a gust of wind and rain, but was always interrupted suddenly. The illusion and longing are weak and unattainable. The failure over and over again pulls her into the boundless emptiness. After the emptiness, there are endless extravagant desires, and the cycle is endless.

The sun has not set yet.