Reasonable? Reasonable my ass!
Connor cursed under his breath, but he did not dare to show any sign of offense. He forced himself to be patient and said, "I will definitely relay Mr. Harls's warning to them…"
"That's good!" Ivan stared at Connor for a long moment before gesturing to Dawlish to remove the curse on the Aurors of the International Confederation of Wizards.
After regaining consciousness, these Aurors were much more obedient than before. They did not shout as soon as they arrived, and their faces were even more flustered.
The three of them had joined forces to deal with an underage brat, but they were actually defeated in a single move. They wished they could find a hole to hide in, so that they could not force themselves back.
Fortunately, recalling the Daily Prophet's article from the previous day, they were able to quickly re-adjust their mindset, and the British Hitters suffered the same fate as they did.
However, they did not expect the Daily Prophet to report truthfully without boasting…
Conal was relieved to see Ivan let his men go so easily, and his back was soaked with sweat.
If they were planning on taking them by force, there would be nothing he could do but pray that North America would get him back diplomatically.
"Mr. Harls, please forgive us for our previous transgressions." After calming the Aurors, Conal looked at Ivan and said nervously, "If there are no other instructions, we will take our leave."
"So you've run out of questions?" Yvonne said.
Connor's mouth twitched. He hadn't finished the question, of course, but he had to be brave enough to ask it…
"The whole story is clear. I will report to the President that you had nothing to do with Grindelwald's escape…" Connor said respectfully.
He didn't feel any pressure to say this, as Ivan was far more powerful than they had anticipated, which meant the chances of him being bewitched were slim.
If Ivan and Grindelwald were working together, Grindelwald would not have been the only one to attack the Congress Building a few days earlier.
In the face of a combined attack from two powerful wizards and a large number of British Aurors, Connor had little doubt that MACUSA would not survive long enough for reinforcements to arrive and would be wiped out.
Ivan nodded and left them alone, waving them off.
Pierce, on the other hand, looked at the Hitters and instructed, "Dawlish, please escort Director Connor…"
'No, we can always go back on our own…' Connor opened his mouth to retort, but stopped himself, afraid that he would not be able to leave if he said anything more.
"After you, Madam Director," Dawlish said, extending her hand gracefully. She looked completely different from the fierce-looking woman who had barged in earlier.
Connor adjusted his torn robe and left with Dawlish.
Soon, only the two of them were left in the wide classroom. Pierce waited until they were out of sight before turning to Ivan and asking worriedly, "Are we just going to let them go?"
"What else could it be?" Yvonne asked curiously.
Pierce smiled sheepishly, expecting Ivan to simply kill anyone who crossed him or alter their memories.
"These are dangerous times," Ivan said quietly. "The North American Magic and France are very strict when it comes to investigating Aurors who go out. It will be difficult if we are discovered… But don't worry, it won't be long before they come back begging us…"
Although the Memory Charm was useful, it was not without flaws. Once it was discovered, it would greatly worsen the relationship between the two parties. The head of the department had his memory altered, and this was against the rules. North America would never let this go!
However, the battle just now was different. Although it was a slap to the other party's face, it also showed their strength. The target of the demonstration was only the three Aurors.
With Grindelwald as a common enemy, North America and France could no longer afford to get on the wrong side of a gifted wizard and the British Ministry of Magic.
In order to regain his dignity, the Aurors would definitely praise his spell-casting skills and promote him.
Pierce thought about it for a moment, then figured it out. His worried expression vanished, replaced by a look of excitement.
Previous generations of North American wizards and witches had been so proud of their power that they thought they had lost a powerful and feared wizard after Dumbledore's death.
For a mere executive director to think that he was on par with the British Minister for Magic and speak without the slightest hint of respect, Pierce was naturally unhappy with them…
Pierce was very pleased with the fact that he was able to put these people down and make them suffer.
"So what do we do next? If someone from North America comes to work with us in a few days, should we consider agreeing?" Pierce asked. Grindelwald's presence posed a problem, and it would be difficult for a British wizard to track him down.
"We'll hold them off for now, of course. Grindelwald shouldn't be coming to England any time soon. It's not like we're the ones who should be worried…" Ivan sneered, having just seen something very interesting in Connor's memory.
In order to deal with Grindelwald, they would indeed need to work with the Confederation of Wizards, but their priorities must be clear!
Ivan was already annoyed with the arrogant attitude of Connor and the others when they first arrived. It was clear from the way they ignored the harsh questioning from Minister for Magic Pierce that they were not there to work together as equals, but to get the British wizards to cooperate with them.
Ivan does not want to be ordered around by a bunch of idiots; he is not Dumbledore, who has less to worry about and will never be at their mercy!
The most important thing was that stalling for time would be beneficial to him. Grindelwald was over a hundred years old and at the peak of his abilities, even if he had a solution to his physical problems. On the other hand, he had a lot of room for improvement. The later they fought, the higher his chances of winning…