The convoy was escorted by white-robed wizards into a gate on the exterior wall of the castle.

After driving through a long corridor, it finally stopped in a huge indoor square.

"Link, we're here."

Sgeffen's voice came from outside the carriage.

Link and Dumbledore looked at each other and got out of the car.

The Aurors who accompanied him had already formed a square to stand on both sides of Link's carriage in accordance with the pre-rehearsed formation.

On the outside, there were the white robed wizards who had previously escorted them into the castle, and a witch who was also wearing white robes, but with a obviously more gorgeous and weird style.

She is not very old, she looks about 20 years old, and has a pretty appearance. Apart from the weird-style robe, she doesn't have too many accessories on her body.

The most important thing is that her temperament is extremely cold.

Like the white-robed wizards who were escorting them in next to them, there was no expression at all.

It was as if he could not raise any interest in the arrival of Link, the actual power of the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo, and Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard of this century.

No, it's not just that it's not as simple as not interested in the conventional sense.

Link chanted the mantra passively and smelled a hint of arrogance from them.

In other words, they purely looked down on Link and Dumbledore.

This discovery made Link brow jump.

He didn't understand what he thought, are all the people from the International Wizards Federation so arrogant?

Just as Link was thinking this way, the witch not far away finally moved.

It seemed that the warm smile that had been trained after a long period of mechanization training bloomed on her face, and she walked over with a smile:

"Professor Dumbledore and Minister Link Furley... Oh, I forgot that the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo has been reorganized, and it is time to call you Commissioner Link Furley. But in short, hello, welcome you to the International Wizards Federation, and thank you very much for your active cooperation in this international dispute between Yingguo and the Ministry of Magic."

As he spoke, the witch bowed deeply to Link and Dumbledore.

Due to the special structure of the white robe, Link could even see his deep heart. There seemed to be no other clothes on the other side except the white robe.

There is no doubt.

Just as animals will expose their belly to show friendship and surrender, the other party is showing kindness to them.

However, Link, who had already sensed the other party's arrogance, still did not give him any good face. He didn't even have the nature of nodding.

On the contrary, Dumbledore seemed very happy, nodded to the witch repeatedly, his mouth almost grinning behind his ears.

"My name is Iyeta Jones, the deputy director of the Liaison Office of the Ministry of Magic of the Evil Kingdom of the International Wizards Federation and the host of your meeting." Iyeta didn't care about Link and Dumbledore's attitude, and still kept smiling. "This mediation meeting on the international dispute between the Ministry of Magic of the Evil Kingdom and the Ministry of Magic of the French will be held this afternoon after both parties arrive and will last for about a week. This meeting will also determine the final ruling of the International Wizards Federation on the international dispute. Come on, Mr. Link Flee, Professor Dumbledore and your guards, please wait for a moment in the lounge we specially prepared before the meeting is officially held."

After saying that, Yiyeta turned his body humbly and made a gesture of inviting him.

However, Link did not move.

Although the other party looked polite, the arrogance in his bones became even more intense.

It was like the European exiles in the early days of North American development facing the native Indians.

He showed elegance in his pretentious manner, but he was essentially disdainful of these "barbarians".

This feeling made Link squint his eyes.

He just looked around and said expressionlessly:

"Have you not arrived yet?"

"Yes, Commissioner Link Forley."

"So what would you do if they were not here before the meeting was held?"

Link said lightly.

His words are not groundless.

In fact, being late is also a means in negotiations.

Especially in meetings where there are no hard constraints that you must not be late.

But Yiyeta was obviously stunned when he heard this.

The mediation meeting held by the International Wizards Federation is obviously the kind of meeting that does not impose any rigid restrictions on the time of the meeting.

In other words, the International Wizards Federation has never considered that someone would be late for such things.

After all, in principle, this conference is beneficial to both the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo and the Ministry of Magic of France.

Peace is always the most precious thing.

So when facing Link's question, Yiyeta, who had not received any relevant plans, seemed a little overwhelmed.

Of course, she can also say that her superiors have their own decisions.

If the French Ministry of Magic is indeed late, Link can file a complaint at the meeting.

This is the buck-shifting skill that frontline receptionists will do.

But... can she really say that?

Of course not!

Because at this moment, a powerful aura was pouring out with magic power on Link's body.

As someone who faces Link directly, Iyeta is under great pressure.

This pressure has nothing to do with status, but a pure gap in strength.

Yiyeta did not agree that Link, the actual controller of the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo, was much higher than her, but what she could not deny was that Link's absolute strength was not the same as her.

This absolute pressure of strength brings absolute pressure.

Yiyeta had a premonition that if she really turned the blame, then Link would definitely have a backup plan that would make her even more embarrassed.

Yiyeta's mechanized smile finally couldn't hold on.

Her body was trembling, and after a while she bit her lip, she said:

"We have not considered this matter carefully. I will immediately propose to the elders of the International Wizards Federation who participated in this meeting to establish a rigid and restrictive clause to ensure that you will be given a definite reply within half an hour. Before that, please transfer to the lounge for a while and wait. I am very sorry."

At the end, Yiyeta bowed deeply to Link again.

But the difference from the last time is.

This time, Yiyeta's salute did not look elegant, and it could even be said to be panic.

"Ha, then you can do it as soon as possible."

Link sneered and did not pay attention to Iyeta again.

The other party's pride was exposed by him and he had recovered his due attitude, which was enough.

Yiyeta was relieved when he heard this, and quickly forced a smile to himself, guiding Link and his group to the magic elevator.

It's different from what Link expected.

The Ministry of Magic elevators within the International Wizards Federation are not as quaint as their castle looks on the surface.

On the contrary, it is like what Link saw in a science fiction movie in his previous life. It is equipped with an elevator in a spacecraft. It has a very science fiction inside, and even an LCD touch panel.

The most important thing is that the ride is extremely comfortable, and Link didn't even notice the elevator start, and the elevator door opened again.

And this time, the scene that appeared in front of Link and others had turned into a huge suite.

It seems to be located in a super high-rise building. Through the surrounding floor-to-ceiling windows, Link can clearly see the outside view. Unlike this modern architectural style and the science fiction elevator that previously had direct access to this suite, the furniture and decoration in the suite is extremely quaint.

Of course, this simplicity is not old.

But the kind of carefully decorated, exquisite and quaint.

But the huge Persian carpet covering most of the main rest area, almost spotless, and Chinese ink paintings and porcelain hanging on the surrounding walls can be seen. This is not a casual way to make up.

Yiyeta took Link and others around the suite, and after introducing the infrastructure, he hurriedly left in the elevator.

He looked a little embarrassed and impatient.

This is what it should be.

Because from beginning to end, Link has never put less pressure on her.

Especially when in the elevator, the distance between the two of them becomes so close, and this pressure naturally increases exponentially as the distance shrinks.

In fact, it is enough to show that the other party has certain strength.

And after Iyeta left.

The Aurors who moved in with Link also began further inspections of the kit.

They wouldn't believe in the International Wizards Federation.

This organization hanging high above all magical departments is sometimes not so kind.

Proper search work is necessary.

Link followed Dumbledore straight to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
To be continued...