Percy, who had just returned to his bedroom to get his manuscript and was about to go to the temporary office, suddenly stopped and looked sideways at the group of people crowded in the aisle outside the eting room. He frowned and asked, "What are you all doing here?"
"They were wondering what Albert discussed with Harry, Hermione and Ron."
Furong served tea and cakes to the group of people waiting outside, and casually asked, "How long have you been inside?"
"It's almost half an hour," George said, glancing at his pocket watch.
"Do you think there's anything in Gringotts that's worth the risk?"
"have no idea."
Ginny was more concerned about Harry's safety, and even though she knew so things might be unavoidable, she still couldn't help but worry.
"Don't expect to eavesdrop on any news. Albert will never let you know."
Percy felt that instead of crowding here waiting for impossible news, it would be better to do sothing more aningful, such as preparing for the upcoming Battle of Hogwarts.
Now it has clearly reached the most critical mont, but the draft for the pre-war mobilization eting room has to be completed by him, a guy who is not even an Auror, alone.
No, it should be said that this was originally Kingsley's job, but Kingsley is now abroad for the final battle, so most things have to be handled by Percy.
"Are you really not curious at all?"
"It's better to keep this kind of thing to yourself and not spread it around."
"cut!"
Even though they had forgiven Percy for his past "betrayal", they still found this guy boring.
"You should be attending the final battle of Hogwarts." Percy looked at the useless guys in front of him with disdain and said in a reproachful tone: "Or do you plan to join the damn wizard war without any preparation?"
Fred and George exchanged glances, then walked to Percy from both sides, hooked his shoulders firmly, smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry about this."
"Things are not as bad as you think. We have already made arrangents."
The two of them spoke, you say sothing, I say sothing.
"As long as you practice the spells in the Self-Defense Guide carefully, you will have no problem dealing with the upcoming Battle of Hogwarts."
As he spoke, Fred reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a folded piece of parchnt and stuffed it directly into Percy's pocket. "Take a look at this and you'll understand. Besides, we're not going to deal with the You-Know-Who. The enemy is not as scary as you think."
"As for what to do, you don't have to worry about it. Albert will definitely hold a pre-war eting."
The Weasley brothers felt that most mbers of the Order of the Phoenix had no confidence in Albert, but why were they unwilling to use their brains to think about it? If they were really not sure, would Albert lead everyone to launch a general attack rashly?
Percy glared at his unreliable brother, took out the parchnt from his pocket, glanced at the contents on it, put it away again, then looked up at the closed door with a complicated expression, turned around and returned to the temporary office. He didn't have any extra ti to waste here.
Just as a few people were whispering about their guesses, the door of the conference room suddenly opened from the inside.
"Sunday at the latest."….
Albert saw soone outside the door looking at him eagerly. He gave a reminder and then looked at the enthusiastic Fred and George: "The broadcasting can start now. As for the shelter..pile a list of people who are willing to participate and distribute all the props stored in our warehouse to them."
"You're really generous." Fred muttered, "I hope Kingsley can get so money from the International Confederation of Wizards, otherwise we will really go bankrupt." "Don't worry, we won't go bankrupt."
Albert, on the other hand, didn't care about this at all. I don't know if he really didn't care about money or if he thought he wouldn't lose money.
"When are you planning on having the eting?" Percy asked out of nowhere. "I an the pre-war eting."
"When will Kingsley co back?" Albert asked.
"Probably...tomorrow," Percy said. "I'll let them know."
"Then let's do it at this ti tomorrow." After looking at the ti on his pocket watch, Albert closed the door of the conference room and told everyone not to disturb Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"See, I told you there's no need to worry. We can definitely catch the mysterious man off guard."
After Albert left, Fred and George turned to look at Percy and said in unison.
"You guys are so noisy, can't you go sowhere else?"
The door of the conference room was opened again. Ron leaned out half of his body, looked at the people crowded in the aisle, and complained.
Before anyone else could answer, he asked, "By the way, where are the Alberts?"
"Go back, you have sothing to talk to him about." Ginny asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, since he's gone back, forget it." Ron retracted his head and slamd the door of the conference room again.
After closing the office door again and using the spell again to block out the sounds inside and outside, Ron, who had been holding it in for a while, finally couldn't help but complain.
"I don't think that guy cares whether we can successfully destroy the Hufflepuff Cup."
"Albert obviously thinks we can complete the mission successfully." Hermione glanced at Ron, then turned her gaze back to Harry who was staring at the parchnt in his hand and thinking. Seeing that he did not show much emotion, she couldn't help but feel relieved. She said to Ron in a reproachful tone, "You are just disappointed that Albert did not help us make a perfect plan."
"I don't believe he didn't..."
"There is no such thing as a foolproof plan in this world. It is normal for plans to fail to keep up with changes." Hermione interrupted impatiently, "Besides, we can't pin all our hopes on Albert."
In the conversation just now, Albert had been playing the role of a listener, silently listening to their plan to invade Gringotts. At most, he would occasionally raise his own questions, help them improve the entire plan to invade Gringotts, and remind them how to solve those problems when they encounter them.
But he never ntioned the backup plan to them.
For a powerful guy like Albert, neither invading Gringotts nor escaping from Azkaban were particularly difficult tasks. This was why Ron always believed that Albert had a safer backup plan.
"His plan may not be suitable for us, and we can't always count on Albert to help us solve all the problems." Harry put down the parchnt, looked up and said to his two best friends, "We may need to bring a broomstick, and it's best to bring a spare wand, and don't forget the sword of Gryffindor. If we want those goblins to cooperate with us, we must show sincerity."
"But, Harry..." Ron seed to want to say sothing, but was interrupted by Harry raising his hand again.
"Don't worry that the goblins will take the Sword of Gryffindor for themselves. Albert once told that the sword belongs to Hogwarts and no one can take it away." Harry knew what Ron was worried about, but he really didn't care. He was a man who would not live for many days. Now nothing was more important to Harry than to completely destroy Voldemort.
As for the goblins, I believe that after Voldemort learned that the Horcruxes stored in the Lestrange family vault were destroyed, the angry Voldemort would definitely not let the goblins off easily.
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