Azalea stared at Alex in shock, her mind racing. Did he really know everything about her? The more she thought, the more uncertain she felt.
Alex didn't give her any chance to gather her thoughts and imdiately questioned her: "Tell your code na, why you ca to Britain, your mission, and who your accomplices here are."
"My codena in the Silver wand is 'Unicorn'," Azalea began softly, her voice still trembling slightly with anxiety. "The reason I returned to Britain was to help set up a new branch for the Silver wand. The organization values the British region greatly, so they arranged for to join the Ministry of Magic in advance."
She paused for a mont, collecting herself before continuing, "In Britain, I only know the person called 'Thunderbird.' He is my direct superior and also in charge of all our operations here. He knows my true identity, but I have no clue who he really is behind that mask. My job at the Ministry was simply to gather information and pass it to him whenever he requested. He rarely shared his plans with and only contacted when absolutely necessary. He's always been arrogant and never allowed to communicate unless he specifically instructed ."
Alex listened carefully, nodding occasionally to encourage her to continue.
"My mission started about a year ago," Azalea said softly. "In the beginning, the Silver wand conducted so smaller operations every couple of months. They weren't very valuable; it was more to test the waters, finding safe landing spots and smuggling routes, while checking how closely the Ministry was watching. Before each operation, 'Thunderbird' asked to check if the Ministry had been alerted, and if the Departnt of Magical Creatures or the Auror Office had any unusual activities."
She glanced nervously at Alex before adding, "By the way, we used those faceless masks to communicate. They're alchemy tools that can send simple written ssages. I suppose you already know about those, though."
Alex didn't say anything, just nodded again, urging her silently to keep going.
"Things were going well at first," Azalea admitted reluctantly. "Apart from basic information, such as the work schedules of the Magical Creatures Departnt or the Auror office, I was asked to find two things specifically. First, the exact location of Newt Scamander’s ho, which I only recently discovered. Second, the regular wanted lists and arrest warrants issued by the Ministry, both dostic and international."
Alex's expression flickered slightly at this, but he remained silent, letting Azalea continue.
"Half a year ago, we finally transported sothing valuable, a young Thunderbird," she explained. "Initially, the mission went smoothly, but unfortunately, the smugglers ran into Aurors who were training nearby. They ended up being tracked and surrounded. That was the first ti I actively sent a warning ssage to 'Thunderbird,' helping him escape the Ministry's pursuit."
She sighed deeply, frustration evident on her face. "Although the mission succeeded eventually, it alerted the Ministry to our existence. My own security clearance was reduced after that, and I couldn't gather as much useful information as before."
She gave Alex a brief glance, her voice becoming lower, "And after the Ministry upgraded their tracking gear with your help, things got even harder. That fool 'Thunderbird' didn’t take the new equipnt seriously and underestimated its effectiveness. Then he had the nerve to bla when the mission failed!"
Alex smiled faintly, trying not to appear amused. "Then he asked you to steal my gear?" Alex asked casually. "But I'm still curious why you kept one jamr hidden for yourself."
Azalea blushed slightly, embarrassed by her previous incompetence being ntioned again. "I didn’t trust 'Thunderbird' completely. I knew he might abandon , so I secretly kept one set for myself, just in case I needed to escape soday."
Alex raised an eyebrow slightly. "So why didn't you warn when Thunderbird planned to attack directly?"
Azalea hesitated, then sighed again. "I did think about it, but I was too afraid. At that point, I didn’t dare openly betray the Silver wand. I tried to persuade him, but he never listened to my advice. He's incredibly stubborn and arrogant, always insisting on fighting directly instead of relying on any strategies or tools."
She gave a bitter laugh. "That's probably why everything fell apart so quickly. After the last failure, he blad entirely and hasn't contacted since. Now I don't even know where he is."
Alex leaned forward slightly, "Then tell , why does the Silver wand need a stronghold here in Britain so badly?"
Azalea didn't hesitate this ti, "Britain is a perfect place to establish a transit station. It's closer to Arica, where many magical animals co from. Our headquarters used to transport magical creatures through Northern Europe, but now it's too dangerous. The 'Pure Land Society' has taken control there, and they're even more ruthless than we are. Anyone captured by them wouldn’t even be left with a complete body."
Alex frowned thoughtfully, urging her to go on, "So Silver wand chose Britain because it’s relatively safe?"
Azalea nodded. "Yes, especially Ireland. It was our main landing point because it's less guarded, but now that's beco difficult thanks to your alchemy equipnt."
Alex smiled faintly, pretending to ignore the indirect complint, and asked casually, "What about new mbers? How does the Silver wand recruit new people?"
Azalea answered honestly, "Usually, they recruit people from our black-market collaborators or trusted informants. They mostly pick wizards who've proven themselves useful or reliable. But I don't know much beyond that, I only t a high-level mber once, when they gave my wand and mask. Aside from that, the organization keeps its branches separate. We don't even know each other's real identities."
Alex absorbed this carefully. "Now, about this 'Thunderbird.' You said he's your superior, but he's not based permanently in Britain?"
Azalea sneered bitterly, "Right, he's more like a roaming enforcer. Before Britain, he operated mostly in Arica. He’s incredibly powerful, but he hates alchemy equipnt and thinks relying on gadgets makes you weak. He's arrogant, stubborn, and thinks he can solve everything by dueling. Honestly, dealing with him has been exhausting."
Alex nodded slowly. He was beginning to form a clearer picture of the Silver wand and its internal structure. He looked at Azalea again, deciding to shift the topic slightly.
"So what about you? How did you end up joining an organization like this?"
Azalea hesitated, then finally confessed, "My family fled Britain during the war to avoid the Death Eaters. I moved to Europe with them after graduating Hogwarts. I was talented but deliberately kept a low profile because I didn't want attention. Unfortunately, my magical talent caught the eye of a witch there, who later beca my teacher."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "And she was from Silver wand?"
Azalea nodded sadly. "Initially, she just taught dueling, and we grew close. Eventually, she invited into Silver wand. At first, I refused. But soon after, my younger sister Elanoise got seriously ill with dragon pox. The hospitals couldn't help her, and I beca desperate."
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