After passing through the white corridor.
Draco and the others pushed open the white door before them, and only then did they see the full view of the room behind it.
The first thing they saw was many wizards dressed in pure white robes, bustling about inside the room.
The wizard who had designed this room seemed to have a real fondness for white.
Not only were the corridor outside and the door to this room both white, but even the main color scheme inside the room was primarily white.
In a certain sense, this place looked like a science laboratory one might see in a film.
Beyond that.
Although the space was very large, less than a third of it was actually being used.
After all, Draco Constellation was already short on people. Even if intelligence work was indeed extremely important, being able to reach this point for now was already impressive.
Strictly speaking, the only ones mainly responsible for this intelligence work and truly able to come into contact with important secrets were Astoria and Fleur.
This also explained why Fleur had personally run to find Draco and tell him about that matter even during her break.
In any case.
Hermione, who had come to the Intelligence Division with them, immediately walked behind Astoria with practiced familiarity.
The other wizards who saw them only bowed slightly toward Draco before continuing with their own work.
Clearly, this was not Draco and Hermione's first time here.
It was only then that Astoria, who had been rubbing her temple, noticed Draco and the others' arrival.
"Draco?"
That resentful tone made even the thick-skinned Draco feel embarrassed.
Compared to Hermione and Pansy, who were much closer to him, he could not ask Astoria for help quite so naturally, especially when it meant taking up her rest time.
But little did he know.
Draco's polite reaction only made Astoria feel even more wronged.
However, the thoughtful Astoria did not say what was in her heart, and even the expression on her face did not change at all.
Instead, Hermione, who was also a girl, faintly sensed that something was unusual with Astoria.
Draco, who had not noticed Hermione suddenly falling into thought, felt somewhat embarrassed and could only quickly change the subject. "Ahem. Are the funds still enough? If..."
"Oh my~ Isn't this our Boss?"
"Fleur."
"Compared to support in Galleons, what we need more is manpower, Boss, who would love to use one person as two."
"....."
Fleur, who had suddenly appeared, leaned closer to Draco while complaining in that oddly sarcastic tone.
But, well.
Draco truly had no way to refute her.
...
Speaking of which.
When Draco and the others assigned each person's position, they had chosen carefully and considered things seriously.
It was not as Pansy and the others imagined, that he had fallen for someone's beauty trap and casually made the decision.
And the main person in charge of the Intelligence Division was Astoria.
Astoria Greengrass, born into the Greengrass family.
Not only did she have the background of the Sacred Twenty-Eight Families, but she also had a certain amount of experience managing a family. Naturally, she could properly control the intelligence apparatus below her. It could be said that she was one of the best candidates in Draco's mind.
As for choosing Astoria's deputy.
Draco had taken Astoria's health into account, as well as the importance of the Intelligence Division, which was why he had chosen Fleur Delacour, who was mature in how she handled matters and whose magical strength was not weak either.
Judging by the current progress and situation, Draco's judgment had indeed not been wrong.
It was just that Fleur's slyness sometimes truly left him at a loss.
"As for the manpower shortage..."
"It can't be solved for now, right? You only gave that reason a few days ago."
"Ahem!"
Seeing Draco's rare guilty expression, Fleur let him off with a smug and satisfied look.
Perhaps this was the art of knowing when to stop, something only an older sister could understand.
That sense of balance was not something a little girl could grasp.
After finding a chair and sitting down, Fleur shook the parchment in her hand. "I only just received this, and you already heard the news?"
Fleur's words made Draco pause slightly.
What did she mean?
Had a momentary whim just happened to lead him into something important?
Noticing Draco's surprised expression, Fleur immediately realized this was pure coincidence. She raised an eyebrow, then handed over the parchment in her hand.
Before handing it over, Fleur did not forget to tap the seemingly blank parchment with her wand.
Of course, it was not actually blank.
The contents on it had merely been blocked by magic.
This was a small confidentiality measure. Aside from Astoria, who was present, and Fleur herself, no one could undo this magic.
In fact, this was not a spell Fleur had invented herself.
After seeing Draco take it, Fleur nodded in realization. "I see. I thought you knew something in advance."
"What is this?"
"Mm... don't doubt the source of the intelligence. Dobby sent it over."
"Is that so? It looks like our disappearance has provoked those people. They're already starting to lose patience."
Compared with Hermione, who looked curious and eager, Astoria at the side had already known about this intelligence.
So Astoria did not lean over Draco's shoulder like Hermione, trying to see what was written on the parchment.
However, one could still see very obvious worry in Astoria's eyes.
It seemed the intelligence Dobby had sent was not very optimistic.
...
After Draco put down the parchment in his hand.
The three girls present all turned their gazes toward him, very curious about Draco's opinion on this matter.
More precisely, they wanted to know how Draco planned to respond next.
The main reason was that.
According to the intelligence Dobby had brought, the Dark Lord, Voldemort, seemed to be intending to come here.
In other words.
Voldemort was about to make a move against Hogwarts.