Witch Hunters...
If Anton remembered correctly, the reason he had insisted that the Muggle authorities and the Magical Congress work together to evacuate all the city's residents to Sanctuary Tower—and the reason he had used to persuade Freya Avery, the former speaker of the Magical Congress—had been this:
Use Veritaserum and other Potions to dig out every Witch Hunter who might be hiding in the city.
Then follow the trail from those Witch Hunters and capture their associates outside the city.
After that, the organization hadn't been completely wiped out, but the Witch Hunters who managed to survive should have been no real threat.
As for the Muggle elite who knew about the wizarding world, they had naturally learned something about the methods wizards could use.
Legilimency, for example, could expose the schemes hidden deep in their hearts.
So, after witnessing the Nuclear Blast Cycle, the New York Brawl, and Anton and Voldemort's Battle, surely not many people would dare entertain any foolish notions now.
Besides, the Top 100 Tournament was still underway. Under the guidance of Dumbledore and Anton, this global event had chosen to be more open and welcoming toward Muggles.
They had even let the Muggle elite know that Anton possessed the technology to "grant Muggles the ability to use magic." In these circumstances, secretly capturing Magical Creatures or wizards for research would be downright absurd.
Did they think everyone else was stupid? Even if some people had such ideas, surely the sensible thing to do now was wait and see.
Could the Witch Hunters organization really still exist?
Anton let out a cold laugh.
He changed into a loose black wizard's robe that wasn't a Hogwarts uniform, pulled up the enormous hood, and joined the crowd heading to the Magical Congress's headquarters.
The Woolworth Building was