Heads of the Wizards' Purity Party Branches

The Death Eaters are mainly active in the British Isles, so the situation in Azkaban is not considered serious by the Wizarding World in other regions.

But the Wizards' Purity Party is different. Their branches are all over the world, and in the past half-century, only the Magical Congress of the United States of America in recent years has "truly" eradicated one of their branches.

Following the British Ministry of Magic, the German Ministry of Magic became the second magical government to issue an official arrest warrant for Vincent.

North Africa,

Egypt, Alexandria.

To the Muggle, the west side of the port is perpetually shrouded in salty, damp sea fog, but in reality, it is a massive Confundus Charm set up by black market merchants.

This spell applies not only to Muggle but also to wizards; without a special compass to guide them, anyone entering the fog will simply go in circles.

The truth hidden in this fog is a black market area that stretches for three kilometers, which even the local Ministry of Magic can only turn a blind eye to.

There are no laws here, but the most basic rules for merchants must be followed: all transactions must be entirely voluntary, theft is prohibited, and true identities must not be inquired about.

Besides that, even double-crossing is allowed.

Managing the black market—or more accurately, operating it— Amina Ibn Hakim, who operated the black market, was ostensibly an antique dealer in Cairo, but secretly the head of the Africa branch of the Wizards' Purity Party.

She joined the Wizards' Purity Party at a very young age, but Grindelwald was defeated by Dumbledore just two years later. Half a century later, she has grown from a young girl into an underground Queen who runs the black market.

The black market was located underground, converted from the sewers of the Ptolemaic dynasty pharaohs.

A talking bronze scale hangs from the archway at the entrance, whispering to every wizard who passes by: those who trade secrets will have their souls weighed.

The shops and stalls here are all eerily suspended, and people even walk on the ceiling as if defying gravity.

From a distance, the entire black market looks like an upside-down harbor.

At the end of the black market, however, stood a fortress, a fortress modeled after Nurmengard.

It was built from the stolen stones of the Giza pyramids, and there was no slogan above the gate that read " For the For the Greater Good".

The real Nurmengard was decaying and rotten, but this place could be described as magnificent.

The magnificent Entrance Hall displays artifacts unearthed in Egypt, including a pharaoh's sarcophagus, a gold mask, a meteorite dagger, and a statue of Anubis.

Climb the stairs made of massive pyramid stones to the second-to-last level, where there is a sandstone door carved with the sun god Ra. Behind the door are the ruins of Egypt VII's beauty bath.

The main body of the bathroom is shaped like an eight-pointed star, with the eight corners extending into the functional pool area. The walls and floor are pieced together with fragments of red chalcedony to form Ancient Runes that emit a soft blue light.

In the center of the bathroom is a main bath with a diameter of 30 meters. Next to it, on the alabaster table that Egypt once used to hold perfume, are several bottles of rose water, and there are also several wizard newspapers that have just been delivered by owls.

The newspapers were all in German, and the most eye-catching front page of the Double-Headed Eagle Gazette featured a moving photograph: Vincent using his Serpent Staff to instantly disarm the Auror of 10 wands at a hearing held by the British Ministry of Magic.

The newspaper's headline was particularly sensational. "The Birth of a New Dark Lord!?"

A graceful figure slowly rose from the main bath, which was shrouded in fragrant mist.

She stepped out of the bath, her wet hair falling over her shoulders, and casually picked up the "The Double-Headed Eagle Gazette" from the alabaster table.

Water droplets slid down her perfectly sculpted face and landed on the large question mark in the newspaper headline.

"Interesting, they managed to rescue them all in just one night..."

Her voice was languid yet elegant, and after reading the text, her long, narrow eyes remained fixed on the moving image.

Her eyes were somewhat unfocused, as if she were reminiscing about something.

"Lord Hakim—"

A maid's voice came from outside the bathroom.

Amina put down the newspaper expectantly. "What is it?"

"Your Magical Communicator has rung."

Amina snapped her fingers lightly. "Who is it?"

"Sheng Bai".

She opened her long, slender, fair arms, letting the coral fleece bathrobe that Accio automatically cover her graceful figure. "Come in."

The maid was a girl of about 15 or 16 years old. She kept her head down the whole time and carefully handed Amina a Magical Communicator inlaid with gemstones.

"Go out."

"Yes, Lord Hakim."

Amina gathered her wet, long hair and connected to the video call.

The projection screen displayed an antique-style tea shop, with a middle-aged man dressed in a black Tang suit in the center of the image.

When he saw Amina, his already slightly furrowed brows furrowed even more. "Hakim, have you read today's newspaper?"

Amina glanced at the newspaper she had put down earlier. "I just read it. Is there something you need?"

Sheng Bai was silent for a moment, then his expression became extremely serious. "We're in big trouble."

"Heh—" Amina chuckled lightly, "Haven't we been doing this all these years? With Dongda University backing you, what's there to be afraid of?"

Sheng Bai gently rubbed his temples. "That's not the issue. You know why those magical governments have been able to tolerate our existence all this time. What I'm worried about is what will happen if the balance is broken."

Every organization needs leaders, especially a transnational organization like the Wizards' Purity Party.

Half a century later, the current leaders of the various branches of the Wizards' Purity Party are acting independently and it is difficult for them to maintain a unified opinion.

Without Grindelwald -like leader, no matter how much the Wizards' Purity Party cause trouble, they cannot threaten the rule of the local magical government.

But everything changed after last night's events.

Vincent infiltrated the Eckstag Prison in the Germany Wizarding World and rescued all the imprisoned elders of the Wizards' Purity Party. The outside world is still unaware of his true purpose, but these current branch leaders know more or less about it through Viktor.

Although not all, Vincent, like Grindelwald, undoubtedly intended to overthrow the existing magical social order.

He is now wanted by the magical governments of two countries, and the other magical governments will certainly be closely monitoring his movements. If he does anything outrageous again, the situation for the Wizards' Purity Party will be even more severe than it was back then.

As the head of the Africa branch, Amina naturally knew what Sheng Bai was worried about.

She placed the Magical Communicator on the alabaster platform and sat gracefully by the bathtub. "Haven't we been waiting all these years for someone who dares to break the balance?"

Her slender fingers unscrewed the cap of a bottle of rosewater, then poured a little into her palm. "Vincent Wayne is someone recognized by the prophet Grindelwald. You mean to say he's not qualified?"

Sheng Bai, on the projection screen, shook his head and then nodded. "After all, he's just a kid under 20. There's an old saying in the East: 'A young man with no experience is unreliable.' It means that young people lack experience and are prone to being unreliable in their work."

Amina gently patted the rosewater she had spread evenly in her palm onto her light brown face. "After saying all that, you actually wanted to test his abilities, didn't you?"

Sheng Bai, whose thoughts had been exposed, reacted calmly, as if he was already used to it. "That's right, Hakim, I hope you can also test him appropriately."

"Just a test?" Amina stopped what she was doing and looked at him with great interest, as if she could see right through his mind through the projection screen. "Are you sure you won't deliberately make things difficult for him?"

Sheng Bai's lips twitched. "I have something to do, I'll hang up now."