"An accident?" President Jacques's brows knitted tight, worry and confusion showing in his eyes.
His attention was fixed entirely on the word "accident," and several possibilities had already flashed through his mind, each more severe than the last. "Do you mean..."
"There's no need to be that pessimistic..." The corners of Mr. Dumbledore's mouth rose slightly as he said with an easy smile, "Look how lovely the sunlight is outside."
"The accident I'm talking about is that Vizet has already found where the Nuclear Bomb is... In fact, it isn't all that far from here, and as it happens, I know the place, so going there won't be much trouble."
"What did you say!" President Jacques cried out, his voice suddenly rising, filled with disbelief.
The words Mr. Dumbledore had uttered so casually—"it isn't all that far from here"—instantly sent a chill down his spine.
He had some idea of the Nuclear Bomb's blast radius. The distance Dumbledore described as seemingly casual and "not all that far" might mean... the Élysée Palace was within the blast radius too!
Wizards needed to study magic, and they probably did not understand much about the complex principles behind weapons like Nuclear Bombs.
If that terrorist intended to use a Nuclear Bomb to bomb Paris, then the Nuclear Bomb he could choose would have to have an ignition process designed simply enough for even an amateur to operate.
This also suggested, from another angle, that the Nuclear Bomb currently hidden somewhere in Paris was itself an extremely unstable factor, one that might even explode at any time and plunge Paris into yet another disaster.
Just then, the door to the presidential office was knocked on urgently.
Before President Jacques could speak, the Secretary General of the Presidential Palace rushed in, several faxes in