Early June.
The first magic radar was finally complete.
In the outskirts of Staffordshire, a shell company had bought the area around a small hill six kilometers from the Western Mansion, enclosed it with walls several meters high, and cast large numbers of Muggle-Repelling Charms around the slopes.
However, given the massive magical fluctuations produced by the magic radar, the Muggle-Repelling Charms might fail. Thus, the radar was still covered by a hemispherical movable dome, which would open only when the radar was in use, minimizing the chance of Muggles witnessing it.
At that moment, Murphy, Lucas, and a group of senior scientists from the Magic Research Institute had gathered in the control room to witness the final completion of this large-scale magical technological device.
At nine that evening, night fell, and Murphy said, "Begin."
After more than a dozen rounds of basic testing, Bernard Manning, the chief person in charge of the magic radar project, smoothly picked up the microphone. "Magic Energy No. 1 Radar activation test begins now. Power on!"
A row of indicator lights before Murphy began lighting up one after another. Each bulb represented a wizard in the radar's energy division, and there were a full two hundred such lights.
Following the predetermined order, the two hundred wizards steadied their breathing and fed their magic into magical metal conduits.
Before long, all eight rows of twenty-five bulbs lit up.
"Energy division, magical output normal," a technician reported.
"Beginning magical frequency modulation," said Lucas beside Murphy, pressing a button at the same time.
At once, two hundred streams of magic flowed into the data machine at the radar's base. There, Lucas would frequency-modulate them as one, gathering more than two hundred unstable magical sources that fluctuated constantly into a single steady stream of magic.
More than ten