The magical governments that Succession Society are not limited to the Magical Congress. In the Middle East, Africa, and Southeast Asia, although the heads of various branches have not personally taken action like Viktor, they have gradually begun to infiltrate the upper levels.
Two weeks have passed, Vincent remains a hot topic in the Wizarding World.
Giza, Egypt, Magical Historical Relics Administration.
Three Korea magic archaeology apprentices claim to have seen a figure resembling the wanted poster on a full moon night. The figure is standing atop the Great Pyramid, using starlight to perform some kind of mysterious magical ritual.
The German Ministry of Magic responded immediately, but before they even arrived at the scene, the local Ministry of Magic debunked the news as fake. The object at the top of the pyramid was actually a brass headdress that had been blown up by the wind, and what the Korea apprentice saw was its silhouette formed by the refraction of moonlight and dust.
In Svalbard Archipelago, Norway, a young heir to a Finland magical family discovers a Magical Runes during the rare aurora borealis.
The young heir's exact words were. "I have never seen such a wondrous sight; the Magical Runes, seemed to be projected from the universe."
The German Ministry of Magic was mobilized again and eventually discovered that this magical phenomenon was actually a coincidence. There is a herd of caribou in Svalbard Archipelago that is extremely sensitive to magic. During courtship in certain seasons, they use their hooves to draw patterns with natural magical conductivity on the permafrost. Under the influence of the magnetic field caused by the aurora, these patterns are projected into the sky, forming a brief but spectacular sight.
Southeast University, Sichuan.
A wizarding tourist from Latvia insists he saw a man who looks remarkably like Vincent Wayne at a roadside Spicy Hot Pot restaurant.
Amidst the boiling steam, he was certain Wayne was using Alchemy to transform the fire element in the chili peppers, attempting to create some kind of immortal broth that could grant courage. He had even taken a picture using Magical Communicator.
The German Ministry of Magic arrived again. After a detailed investigation, they discovered that the Latvia wizard tourist was severely nearsighted. The "foggy humanoid" photo he took was confirmed to be of the restaurant owner. At the time, the hot pot at that table was almost boiled dry, and the owner was adding soup to the pot with a kettle of hot water. The rising steam made the wizard tourist mistake it for some kind of Alchemy.
Siam Exotic Alley, Bangkok, Thailand, the largest magic market in Southeast Asia.
At least seven wizards of different nationalities swore an oath before the famous "Serpent's Tongue and Ambergris" spice shop that they had smelled Vincent Wayne's unique scent.
At the time, the shopkeeper was recommending the newly arrived "Calamandan Dream Musk," a rare fragrance that is said to enhance the effects of Prophecy dreams.
An Indonesia spice expert exclaimed, "This dry down! It's the cool, metallic scent unique to ancient Europe Alchemy laboratories, mixed with faded parchment and... the smell of time's dust! Only long-term contact with Sorcerer's Stone can impart this aura!"
Immediately afterward, a Vietnam Potions sniffed. "No, there's still the damp stone walls and residual Potions smell unique to Hogwarts dungeons. He's been to Britain, there's no mistake!"
A Singapore sorcerer claiming to be a seasoned Alchemists pulled out a scent detector on the spot and claimed that the instrument's pointer would "spin wildly" when a specific scent passed by.
The result was obvious: the odor detector's needle was spinning so fast it was practically smoking.
Siam Exotic Alley was instantly packed with people, and the sorcerer frantically inhaled, trying to smell the legendary "Dark Lord's fragrance."
The Laos shaman who owned the shop was sweating profusely from the questioning, but he repeatedly insisted that he only sold legitimate imported spices.
What could the German Ministry of Magic do? Of course, they continued to send people to investigate.
A day later, they reluctantly announced the results: the so-called "Dark Lord's body fragrance" was actually fake; the unique scent was mainly a mixture of three substances:
1. The shop owner had just opened a batch of Calamandan Dream Musk that day. Because it was genuine and relatively new, the scent was sharp.
2. The antique shop next door is using a magical cleaner to treat a batch of 17th-century Europe Alchemy discarded silver instruments that they just acquired. There are traces of metallic residue on their surfaces.
3. A tourist from the Britain accidentally spilled a bottle of perfume he was carrying, the ingredients of which were very similar to those of a certain Potions Master.
The wizards at the German Ministry of Magic were bewildered by the overwhelming amount of false information, and they had to verify it themselves.
They had just stepped out of Siam Exotic Alley when news came from Siberia that a naked person had been seen jumping from an unidentified flying object.
The thought of Siberia, with its icy and snowy landscape, makes one shiver.
The real Vincent actually stayed in Britain after returning from Nurmengard, specifically at the Calum Science Center.
The New Century Prometheus Reactor has been running for a full month. Although many minor problems have arisen, this combination of magic and science has undoubtedly been a success.
After discussions among hundreds of researchers, they decided to build a larger and more efficient reactor number two.
If all goes well, Oxfordshire's electricity supply for the next 100 years will be provided by the New Century Prometheus II.
However, this is a huge project. Even if the local government mobilizes a lot of manpower and resources, it will take at least six months just to replace the power lines throughout the county.
The reactor construction went smoothly, and at the end of November, Vincent left the science center where he had stayed for more than half a month.
He returned to MAST-MA, the base of the MAST-MA.
The soldiers continued their high-intensity training as usual, and even Hunter's demeanor had changed somewhat after not seeing him for half a month.
"You finally decided to come out, kid." Hunter patted Vincent on the shoulder forcefully.
Vincent wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that his strength had increased a lot. "Uncle Hunter, nothing happened while I was gone, right?"
Hunter gestured towards the soldiers training downstairs, "What can happen? They're all full of energy."
The brief encounter with the Death Eaters made the soldiers realize just how vast the gap was between them and wizards. MAST-MA was a special unit belonging to the Muggle Army, dedicated to dealing with magical affairs. The situations that required their deployment were usually those thorny problems that could only be resolved by contacting the Ministry of Magic in the past.
Vincent looked down at the soldiers struggling to push themselves to their physical limits, a bold idea suddenly popped into his head.
The final assessment of MAST-MA Unit was interrupted by the Death Eaters attack, and now everyone is holding their breath, their original intensity in fighting the Dark Wizard is clearly insufficient.
Death Eaters... never mind, lest we alert them.
Small to medium-sized Magical Creatures are not dangerous enough, while dragons or Giant would cause too much trouble.
Suddenly, Vincent's eyes lit up, and he reached out to gently touch the unhealed scar on his neck.
They were strong enough, extremely dangerous, and not too big; plus, the day after tomorrow happens to be the night of the full moon, so we decided on them.