Chapter 2533 man on a mission(twenty-six)

"Dean!"

Pomona turned her head and "Surprise" immediately hugged her.

"Tonks!" Pomona shouted in surprise, "Why are you back?"

"I just finished training, and now I am an Auror!" Tonks, who has graduated three years ago, said happily, "I'm so glad to see you again."

Pomona had mixed feelings because Aurors often appeared near the school during this period.

"I'm happy for you too." Pomona smiled and looked at Tonks.

Still has pink hair, but at least there are no weird sisters, which is a big improvement.

“Pomona!”

She heard someone calling her again, turned around and saw that Remus was walking along the corridor with a stack of parchment.

"What's the matter? Remus?" she asked.

"I have already checked that room, 'everything is ready'." Remus said, staring at Pomona, then nodded to Tonks, and then left.

"Who is that?" Tonks asked, looking at Remus's back.

"The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Pomona also looked at Remus and said. He was looking at the parchment in his hand while walking forward. Then she looked at Tonks and said, "Let's go, fuck me."

Office, let’s have a nice chat.”

"I'm afraid not." Tonks said helplessly, "I'm on a mission."

"Oh, I understand." Pomona said calmly, "You also want to arrest Sirius Black."

"In fact, I think the more important thing is to protect Harry Potter." Tonks said, "Have you heard?"

"What?"

"After the trial, some of the Death Eaters who escaped the charges were put under surveillance and there was something strange about them."

"I know that," Pomona said.

"The marks on their hands seem to have changed too." Tonks added, "It hasn't happened in the past ten years."

Pomona's eyes widened in surprise.

"I don't think a mad prisoner who escaped from Azkaban would take orders from 'his master' in the North Sea, so I think the key is Harry."

"How did you know this news?" Pomona asked quickly.

"I heard someone say that." Tonks pointed to her ear.

"who?"

"If you take me to see Principal Dumbledore, I will tell you." Tonks said with a smile.

Pomona was a little angry, how could Tonks tell others such important information so easily, even if this "other person" was the dean when she was studying.

But she still took Tonks to find the principal. The spiral staircase leading to the principal's office happened to be on the third floor. After finishing her work, she could also go to Remus.

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Since conscription was stopped in 1802, troops such as the 66th Line Infantry Battalion were sent to Santo Domingo without new sources of troops to supplement them, and the troops had to face the fate of being reorganized or cancelled.

They not only lost their titles, but also the history of the unit and the place where they were stationed. The 66th Line Infantry Battalion had a special feature. Their station had books collected from the Leuven Theological Seminary, and a lot of knowledge about Brussels.

The world's elite and celebrities would go to the court-martial where the books were kept.

The vast majority of these people are members of the Freemasons. The military police have been secretly monitoring them and have not seen any contact with the royalists or Austrian restoration elements.

As for the members of the Batavia Legion who were suspected after Napoleon's assassination, they were interrogated. Most people did not know about it, but they were still imprisoned in the gendarme prison.

"We have placed a reward on Pishgru, and anyone who sees him can get a reward," said the gendarmerie battalion commander.

Georgiana remained silent, turning the fire opal ring on her hand.

Even though they were going to Santo Domingo, the Swiss mercenaries only heard about it when they were about to board the ship, and then a mutiny broke out.

Their channels for obtaining information are very limited, so they can easily be deceived and believe those baseless rumors. Moreover, according to the words of the military police battalion commander, no one seems to know who the assassins really are, and they all believe the former "Bow Street Detective"

"A false identity fabricated by White.

Because of her talent as a Disguise Magus, Tonks was admitted even though her grades did not meet the Auror standards. She received training at the Ministry of Magic, including concealment, disguise, stealth and tracking, but she was better at it.

The first two, the latter two are the least good at.

This means that she cannot become a righteous master who specializes in catching dark wizards, but she is more suitable for collecting intelligence and disguising herself as someone on the other side to obtain information.

Because Voldemort's main soul is getting stronger and stronger, the Dark Mark that was left on the arms of the "servants" is getting hotter and hotter. Each of these people has their own reaction. The most nervous one is Durmstrang's principal Iger.

Karkaroff.

In that school that advocates black magic, being a Death Eater is not a stain, it just proves that he is an authentic dark wizard.

"What are you thinking about?" Savary asked.

"I was thinking about what the police chief said just now, about the thief who went to the bakery to steal. Do you think he went to steal money or bread?" Georgiana said, looking at Savary.

"Is there a difference?" Savary asked.

Georgiana stood up, thinking it would be more elegant to show them her back.

"I heard a story about a retired soldier who stole a piece of bread because he was hungry and was sentenced to five years of hard labor. This means that after he is released from prison, he will hold a yellow ID card and no employer will hire him in the future.

, do you think this is fair?"

"He can go to the special court." Savary said. "And his troops, his former commanders."

"What if every veteran did what he did? Who will protect the rights of those citizens whose property was stolen?"

What she was talking about was actually the prototype of Jean Valjean in "Les Misérables" written by Victor Hugo. In the real story, the veteran later went to the battlefield.

Hugo's story tells that Jean Valjean was guided by "kindness", remained anonymous, and later became a millionaire and rescued Fantine's child. But the "first pot of gold" Jean Valjean got was from stealing the archbishop

When the police arrested Jean Valjean and confronted the archbishop, the archbishop did not expose him to prevent him from going to jail again. He also said that the silver candlestick was given to Jean Valjean by him.

Whether it's being sentenced to hard labor for a piece of bread, then entering a cycle of degradation, or being hanged, it all feels unfortunate.

She touched her neck and saw that there was actually a black swan pendant under the luxurious jewelry necklace, which she hid with a hiding spell.

It didn't actually exist, but she felt it existed.

"I have a question." She turned and looked at the commander of the gendarmerie battalion. "Have you ever been to the Sisters of Juan in Brussels?"

The battalion commander was stunned, "Why do you need to mention that?"

"I have definite information that the Prussian Halle sect may have infiltrated."

"But the Sisters of Ju'an have been disbanded," the battalion commander said.

"They rented a street and are still taking in women in need." Georgiana said, "I want you to send someone to investigate. This task must be carried out secretly. You cannot use informants to avoid the leakage of information and affect our relationship with Prussia."

Regarding relations, I think you should have heard that our relationship with Prussia has been delicate recently due to the Hamburg issue."

"But... we are all men." The battalion commander was shocked.

"Actually... you can dress up as women." Georgiana said with a smile. She remembered a French movie called "Escape from the Tiger's Mouth", in which there was a tall, strong and handsome man who looked like that after putting on women's clothes.

What happened was that some people were chatting with him while standing on the roadside, while his accomplices were hiding in the sewers. The manhole cover was a natural trap.

The battalion commander was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. Savary pretended to be serious but did not scold her.

"Good luck to you," she said with a smile and left the lounge.
Chapter completed!