Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Unigar, temporary castle.

It was said to be a castle, but it was just a two-story stone house that was used as a meeting hall.

Ciel was sitting in the middle, looking a little tired. Of course, he had not gone out to fool around. He would not dare to have Maleficent, Theodora and others join forces to watch him.

These days, he is sorting out his memory.

Only he knows the big and small events in the future and the changes in the plot points. No one, not even Dumbledore, knows the real future.

Ciel spent a lot of energy on this discussion.

"yawn."

Ciel yawned listlessly.

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by the sound of Apparition, Lucius' figure appeared outside the stone house. He was wearing a black cloak. Although it was completely black, he could still see the restrained luxury. Malfoy's glory did not allow him to appear poor.

After a quick glance at the Muggles around him, Lucius was too lazy to give them another look, and soon arrived at the second floor.

"Dear..."

Ciel interrupted Lucius.

"I'm not Voldemort, I don't need to be like this..."

"Just right."

"Since you're here, let's expand this place."

Lucius was slightly startled, but quickly nodded.

"I understand."

The stone house is not big, but the people present are either witches or wizards, so it would be easy to expand it.

"Wall extension."

"Room spread."

Lucius picked up the wand, walked to the surrounding wall, and began to conscientiously cast the Seamless Stretching Charm.

The Traceless Stretch Spell is easy to use and the threshold is not high, but if you really master it, it is actually a very advanced spell. Even Dumbledore dare not say that he is proficient in it.

This kind of expanded room is only temporary and will fail soon, but it should be fine until they discuss the results.

During the process of casting the spell, Lucius looked at the guests in the room calmly. In addition to Ciel whom he knew, there was another person he knew among the people present.

It was Severus Snape who was half friend, half ally in exchange of benefits.

The famous potion master was sitting calmly in a corner away from Charles, his face expressionless, as if he had entered some kind of meditative state.

Lucius winked at him a few times, but the latter was completely unmoved.

Lucius winced at his plastic brotherhood.

He gave up communicating with Snape and instead quietly looked at the remaining three people he didn't know.

They are all women, three witches.

They are not young, but they are not old either. Although their youth is gone, their outstanding appearance when they were young can still be seen.

There were no three faces in Lucius's memory.

They are not purebloods.

But since he could be invited here by Ciel, Lucius would not be stupid enough to show contempt in person. Even if he had this idea, it would not be here.

After slightly expanding the room, Lucius found a place to sit down. Before he could relax, another sound of disembodiment appeared.

"Snapped!"

Soon, Dumbledore came up with Nicolas Flamel.

look around.

"Looks like we were the last to arrive."

he said with a smile.Together, Dumbledore and Nicolás are almost 1000 years old, which is understandable.

"Well, everyone is here."

With a wave of his magic wand, Charles pulled out two chairs in front of Dumbledore and Dumbledore. Nicolas Flamel sat on them tremblingly and said tremblingly.

"Wei, future."

"How did you see it?"

In fact, Nicolas Flamel was more concerned about how Charles saw the future than what the future would look like or what would happen in the future.

Prophecies are not uncommon in the magical world, but prophecies are often vague, and prophecies are always two-way. Even the most accurate prophecies will face two completely opposite choices in the end.

Either life or death.

But what Ciel saw was too accurate.

"yawn."

Ciel took out a bottle of energy potion from his arms and drank it, finally feeling more energetic.

"Snapped!"

He tapped the long table in front of him with his wand. It was like a stack of gears. The wooden table quickly rolled and split, and the three wooden steps below slowly rose up.

On each wooden step, there is a pensieve, surrounded by some numbered memories.

Ciel has countless archives in his mind, and many big plots have been repeated dozens or even hundreds of times. It can be said that the most important thing he lacks is memory.

"Everyone knows what we're here for today."

"War is imminent and we must find the right path."

"I have seen the future, and I have seen a lot, but at the same time, there are a lot of things I don't know... I hope you can make up for this."

Ciel took out a roll of parchment from his arms, tapped his wand on it a few times, copied it into pairs, and then continued to copy it again.

"Before that, let me introduce you to each other."

"This is Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard I know."

Ciel paused and looked at Maleficent.

"You should have met."

Maleficent snorted, and Dumbledore nodded politely at the latter, but Maleficent did not like Dumbledore who had used the Dragon Binding Curse.

Lucius didn't expect that this witch actually knew Dumbledore, and she was invited by Charles. Her identity was very unusual, which made him even more curious.

"This is Nicoléme, the alchemist who refined the Philosopher's Stone. His age...is older than the oldest known fairy godmother."

When Dumbledore was introduced, Francesco and Theodora were not interested. After all, they had not fought against Dumbledore.

And they are all very confident.

But after hearing these words from Charles, he rarely looked at Nicoléme.

The lifespan of fairies is not fixed, and they are even somewhat idealistic, but it is true that the older they get, the stronger they become. This is not a secret among the witches in Fairyland, and Francesco also knows it.

The King of Fairies is over three hundred years old and the most powerful fairy.

"This is Lucius Malfoy.. Well versed in the Dark Arts, and many, many customs."

Lucius maintained the so-called pure-blood demeanor and nodded slightly. Unfortunately, Maleficent and the others did not even throw a look at him. Instead, Dumbledore looked at this old rival among the pure-blood Death Eaters. nodded.

As for what Lucius is thinking, I don't know. After all, he is indeed not as good as Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel, and the introduction seems mediocre... Thinking about it this way, it seems that he is not even as good as Snape.

"This is Severus Snape, the Potions Master."

"A true master."

"If there is a chance, you two can communicate."

Ciel once again set his sights on Maleficent.