The wizards who can represent the International Confederation of Wizards at its meetings are either the Minister for Magic of a country or highly respected veteran wizards; they can almost be said to represent half of the magical world.
Vincent immediately resorted to blatant force to intimidate them.
He wouldn't call himself arrogant, but he was certainly a bit disdainful of others.
His departure was not exactly low-key; shortly after his appearance, the La Voiture Noire in its submarine form sailed into the stained glass window opened by Transfiguration.
The river water was separated into droplets the instant it surged into the hall, and then absorbed onto the marble floor that had been turned upside down to form the ceiling.
They regrouped, reflecting the various expressions on the faces below.
Vincent lightly leaped onto the submarine, looking down at the representatives of various magical governments.
A severe blow to the reputation of the International Confederation of Wizards is enough. The International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy has become a deeply ingrained ideology that cannot be easily overthrown by force.
The La Voiture Noire slowly emerged from the hall, and the river water absorbed by it dripped down like raindrops.
A dozen or so white figures passed through the water curtain and gradually disappeared into the distance under everyone's gaze.
"That is..." Rita bit her fingertip, staring intently at the conspicuous black pattern on the back of their cloaks.
Magical Runes "?" that represents Vincent, the lines have been slightly modified and the edges have been appropriately extended.
She quickly took out her notebook and drew the black patterns stroke by stroke.
As expected, it was Magical Runes; the deciphered information consisted of only three words.
"The Superseding Order"
"The Succession Society ..." Rita murmured three times, her eyes shining even brighter than her jeweled glasses.
Replace the order? Reorder?
Not only her, but many wizards in the hall successfully deciphered this unencrypted Magical Runes.
The Succession Society instantly became a new hot topic in the Wizarding World, with wizards from all over the globe speculating about what the organization, or rather Vincent, would do next.
White attire conveys a sense of solemnity, mystery, and sophistication, completely devoid of any dark or evil connotations.
Through broadcasters like Rita who secretly infiltrated the underwater church, wizards around the world witnessed firsthand how the International Confederation of Wizards' meeting turned into a joke.
The oppressive atmosphere of the Succession Society almost overflowing the projection screen, Vincent's calm and composed performance and sharp criticism, and finally his high-profile departure.
As the reputation of the International Confederation of Wizards declined, Fudge's clownish behavior fueled a flurry of rumors.
When the wizards reviewed the hearing, they found that all the so-called evidence was flimsy and Fudge's acting was rather clumsy. After all, Fudge wasn't stupid; why would he attack a Minister for Magic in public?
Amidst the widespread discussion, Vincent led the elderly men back to Rue Saint-Jacques in Paris, France.
The exterior of the "Old Book Gallery" at No. 14 remains unchanged, but the interior has been transformed into a large building.
The cold metal walls and the faintly flowing magical light create a striking contrast, and the fusion of technology and magic forms a new and unique aesthetic.
Vincent took the elevator, which was filled with magical punk elements, to the top floor, where Amina, Erich, and Sheng Bai, the three branch managers, had been waiting for him for a long time.
With Viktor included, that's all the power the Succession Society.
"Welcome to headquarters, everyone." Vincent walked straight to the long, transparent glass table where the three branch managers were.
He tapped the table, displaying a world map on the projection screen, which showed the magical governments of various regions in detail.
"The Succession Society come to the forefront, and we need to speed up our plans."
Viktor, who was standing behind Vincent, stepped forward. "The progress in South America is almost complete. In North America, only the Magical Congress of the United States of America remains."
The Imposter Mask can project realistic images, Defender's Cloak can completely conceal one's magical aura; even a vampire can perfectly disguise themselves as anyone.
Viktor suddenly smiled mysteriously, "The Auror of the Magical Congress is a bit troublesome, so I plan to personally impersonate him."
The Graves Family's feud with the North America Wizards' Purity Party has lasted for more than half a century, and Director Graves Bradley Graves hates Viktor to the core. Given Victor's keen sense of smell, it will probably not be long before he notices something amiss.
Vincent nodded in agreement. "Sam Chavez is a friend of mine, and so is Kenny. He should be getting formal Auror training. Keep an eye on them."
Viktor agreed with a half-smile.
Both of them have somewhat carefree personalities, especially Sam, whom he will definitely take good care of.
Next is the Asia region. Sheng Bai expressed his regret that the progress was slow, mainly because Southeast Asia was being closely watched by Dongda University, making it difficult to find suitable opportunities.
The Wizarding World of the East is completely different from that of the West. Eastern wizards rarely suffer persecution from Muggle, and in Japan, many wizards even have their own shrines.
Vincent is a time traveler who has always had a deep affection for Tokyo University and "gives up Southeast Asia".
Japan and South Korea are a must, as for South Asia...
A certain country with lofty ambitions but fragile fate has always coveted Dongda University. Even their wizards generally have a mysterious self-confidence. However, it is, after all, a major power, and will surely play a role in the future.
Sheng Bai didn't have a good impression of India. The country was very strange inside and out, and the wizards' thought processes were also a bit abnormal.
But in order to fulfill the plans of the Succession Society, it is necessary to infiltrate at least the upper echelons of the Magic Government.
When it came to the Africa region, Amina, whose gaze had never left Vincent, became more elegant. "The magical governments in Africa are quite unique. They can be roughly divided into five regions: North Africa, East Africa, West Africa, and South Africa."
Needless to say, North Africa was already infiltrated more than a decade ago by the power of the Queen of the Underground Black Market.
The remaining four regions don't actually need infiltration. Africa is resource-poor, and wands are not widely available. As long as they are provided with the necessary supplies, the entire magical government can be easily bought off.
Vincent pretended not to see Amina's gaze. "Very good. We must avoid making them greedy. We are not gods who grant every request. If they want supplies, they must exchange them for something of equal value."
Amina seemed to want to say something more, but he stared intently at Erich.
"Ahem—" Erich coughed awkwardly, "The Middle East is a region plagued by constant war, and the Wizarding World there is more or less affected..."
Although not as severe as in Africa, resources are still scarce in the Middle East.
However, Erich did not choose to bribe the magical government, but instead donated supplies to them in the name of the magical religion.
Vincent raised an eyebrow after hearing this, "Magic religion?"
When this was mentioned, Erich immediately perked up.
"I created a magical religion called the Chain Order Sect, based on the principles of the Succession Society."