Apart from Viktor, the regional leader, the remaining members of the Wizards' Purity Party in the Americas were mostly more deeply hidden vampires.
They live in the Muggle world, frequenting all sorts of high-end cocktail parties and gatherings.
As time went by, they all got used to this kind of life and acquired many businesses.
It holds shares in all of the world's top ten luxury brands, as well as some technology companies and chain restaurant brands.
"Extremely hard?"
Viktor nodded with a strange expression.
"Little Apple?"
"Have."
"Golden Arches?"
After a moment's thought, he also gave an affirmative reply.
From sugary drinks that haven't increased in price for decades to tech giants that will lead the future, the vampires of the Americas have actually "fallen" to this extent.
"It's all just superficial glamour." Viktor lightly tapped his pale face with his fingertips.
"Without enough blood, even Muggle could tell we're different."
When Werewolf is not in wolf form, its physical structure is the same as that of a normal human.
Aside from their appearance, vampires have different internal organs and skeletons.
They can digest food, but they cannot obtain the nutrients necessary to sustain life from it.
Only blood imbued with magical power can truly be considered food.
"A significant portion of Muggle have magic in their blood, but the amount is so small as to be negligible."
The key information Viktor revealed gave Vincent a bold idea.
The offspring of the Squib are too few to use magic.
Muggle research has now reached the field of genetics. If this part of the genetic code is found, perhaps no future wizard descendants will ever produce Squib again.
Even if it ultimately fails to materialize, the mere prospect of a bright future is enough to make these Pure-blood gentlemen obediently hand over their money.
Unfortunately, all of this is difficult to achieve.
Viktor can't go back to America, and even if he could, he can't make a high-profile appearance.
The vampires are at risk of being exposed again, Vincent himself has to go back to Hogwarts to attend school.
So, who else has a clean background and is popular with both wizards and Muggle?
Vincent felt a chill run down his spine from Viktor's gaze.
"Japan is not ruled by the Shingu Family."
The current Minister for Magic is surnamed Ashiya, Abe Family has controlled the Magic Institute for over two centuries.
The reason why the Jingu is so famous is entirely due to its good relations with Muggle conglomerates, which give it a huge amount of money and resources.
Rinne's collaboration with Vincent is actually aimed at surpassing both of their families.
"We've always been partners who use each other." Vincent knew what Viktor was implying.
You know Vida Rosier, right?
Grindelwald's personal secretary and mouthpiece—when he first read "History of Magic," he thought the two had some kind of illicit relationship.
Wait a minute—is this hinting at how to be a scumbag?
"The Holy Master's greatest power is not magic." Viktor's blood-red eyes glanced at the top of Nurmengard.
"He has a very thorough understanding of human nature and treats language as an art."
Simply put, it's a scam.
Vincent was very resistant to Dumbledore because of Dumbledore's various deliberate attempts to reveal his weaknesses.
That feeling of knowing it's a scheme, but having no choice but to go, is so frustrating.
Grindelwald's approach is a bit more sophisticated; the voluntary nature of his approach makes it much more palatable.
I'll use you, but I won't use you for nothing.
The most terrifying aspect of Wizards' Purity Party is not its global military presence, but the personal charisma of its leaders.
Although Dumbledore had his own selfish motives, he had no better choice.
Fighting to the death with Wizards' Purity Party will only cause more serious casualties.
"I will do my best." Vincent no longer rejected this approach.
The Champion has not yet slain the dragon, but he has already become the dragon himself.
How tragic.
"I can go to Japan," Viktor said with an extremely mysterious smile.
Since we've all gone along with this, the sooner the better.
As an intermediary, he can secretly coordinate the cooperation between the two parties.
"My self-awareness is normal, my sexual orientation is the same as other normal people, and I would never discriminate against women or other races..."
Vincent went on and on, rambling on and on.
In short, he is not a member of the LGBTQIAPKDX community.
Viktor listened and nodded, even taking out a small notebook to write it down.
He looked quite professional and seemed to fully understand what it meant.
On the surface, Vincent is an excellent wizard just like Dumbledore.
Behind the scenes, however, he is Dark Lord plotting to overthrow the "International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy".
Viktor seemed to be getting more and more excited, and his pale face even looked much rosier.
Vincent, who had already kept quiet, felt that the real reason he would be exposed in the future would probably be because he was forced into it by these Wizards' Purity Party.
When he returned to Nurmengard, he had already decided to develop his own power.
A new era will inevitably bring new ideas.
But before that, he needs to experience a near-death experience.
"You can withstand the Killing Curse without incantations or gestures."
Grindelwald didn't explain why, but his tone was full of confidence.
As one of only two wizards to survive Voldemort's Killing Curse, Vincent understood the reason after a little thought.
No matter how serious the injury or how dangerous the situation, subconsciously he didn't believe he would die.
Mentally, he is an adult, not a 12-year-old child as he appears.
Perhaps recognizing this, Grindelwald chose this extreme approach.
If that doesn't work, the only option is to temporarily abandon Wandless Magic.
Vincent took a deep breath and tried to relax his body as much as possible.
"I'm ready."
The next second, a bolt of green light struck his chest.
He crashed into the wall and slowly collapsed, his eyes closing little by little.
Extreme calm, tranquility, and ease.
Vincent felt himself become very light, and with a little effort, he floated up.
Grindelwald stood motionless before him, as if the whole world had been frozen in time.
I couldn't feel my body, nor could I feel the intense pain I had just experienced.
He passed through the walls like a ghost and arrived outside Nurmengard.
The body is translucent, an illusion that is gradually disappearing.
He closed his eyes and opened them again, finding himself in a pitch-black world.
A warm light in the distance seemed to be calling to him; it seemed that someone was waiting there.
Scenes from both lifetimes flashed before my eyes, all of them pleasant events.
A warm beam of light shone on him, beginning to draw him away from the pitch-black space.
This feeling is familiar, just like when I came into this world.
"Thump thump—" Vincent was suddenly awakened after hearing his own heartbeat.
If you reach the light at the end, your soul can never leave again.