Hunters were an extraordinary profession chosen only by Squibs and Muggles.
As living beings incapable of casting magic,
they had to undergo a series of brutal rituals and trials, surviving layer upon layer of selection,
to earn the right to replace some of their own organs with organs from the Magical World.
Then, after a long and dangerous period of rejection, they had to transform those foreign organs into their own. Only then could they achieve enhancement or transplant a source of magical power.
Only then could they cast a few minor spells like wizards...
But clearly, minor spells could no longer satisfy them.
They had given up replacing their organs with those of Magical Creatures.
They had begun trying to replace their organs with those of wizards!
They had not done this before because the Ministry of Magic had cracked down harshly on such acts.
But now, the Ministry of Magic was exceptionally hollowed out by the war...
Looking at it this way, the forces involved with the Madhouse Theater were enough to alarm Cypher.
They could obtain the Ministry of Magic's tacit approval and internal intelligence.
They could take over the dark industrial chain.
Still, that was all it did: alarm him.
It was not enough to make him wary.
Not to mention that Dumbledore stood behind him, his current strength alone meant he would not retreat over such matters.
Otherwise, the people behind all this could have simply come to Hogwarts to negotiate. Why hide away in dark corners?
"We'll know who they are once we meet them."
To be honest, once Grindton Black and Eileen Prince had been rescued, Cypher felt more than half his worry lift.
As long as they found Senior Avenia Rupert as well,
Cypher was not afraid that the hidden enemy would