The Show Was About to Begin

Becoming enemies with the entire Wizarding World had been foreseeable, but the old men had not expected Vincent to start preparing so early.

Viktor's idea of "thorough preparation" was a little too thorough. The way the old men looked at Vincent had clearly changed.

It had nothing to do with age; it was respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Though it felt a little awkward, Vincent gladly accepted it.

The Pretenders and Dominators had long been ready, the Defenders could be produced at any time, and it was time to take the old men back to Germany.

Three days later, a private jet bearing the Bugatti logo landed at Tempelhof Airport in Berlin.

As one of the world's earliest airports to open and still remain in operation, Tempelhof Airport was not only highly renowned in the Muggle world, but also in the Wizarding World.

After twenty days, the old men finally set foot on German soil once again.

Disguised as Bugatti technicians, the masks on their faces perfectly reproduced their excited expressions.

"Begin the operation." Vincent, who had not bothered with any disguise, was the first to leave the airport.

After he left, the old men inconspicuously blended into the crowd.

The trip to Germany was not just to test the equipment's performance. The most important mission was to let the old men meet their relatives, who were under close surveillance by the Ministry of Magic.

As for whether they were willing to leave Germany together, that depended on their choice.

Vincent, who walked out of the airport alone, had only one task: divert the German Wizarding World's attention.

The German Ministry of Magic was no pushover. The moment he brazenly appeared at Tempelhof Airport, the Aurors sprang into action.

Vincent did not go far after leaving the airport.