For the many employees of the French Ministry of Magic, accompanying a Thunderbird as it guided rain clouds was undoubtedly an extraordinary experience.
They gradually accepted their role as little more than "accessories," gripping the handles of their Flying Broomsticks tightly as they maintained the Weather-Changing Charm and enjoyed the exhilarating rush of speed.
With the wind whistling past their ears, they flew over a wave-battered coastline and vast stretches of flat farmland.
Soon, the outline of a city appeared below. Clusters of buildings resembled enormous honeycombs, and the dense network of roads spread out like a spiderweb.
The leaden rain clouds covered the sky like an enormous curtain, dimming the light. Cars on the roads switched on their headlights, which looked from afar like fireflies moving in neat lines.
A louder rush of wind arose as the Thunderbird leading them beat its wings and soared straight into the thick rain clouds.
The clouds swallowed the Thunderbird completely, leaving the French Ministry of Magic employees exchanging bewildered glances, unsure whether they should follow it inside.
Charlotte Bonaccord gave an order at just the right moment. "Lightning will strike any moment! We're leaving now!"
The French Ministry of Magic employees snapped out of their daze. Realizing this was no place to linger, they hurried after Charlotte Bonaccord and descended toward the ground.
Wizet's handwriting appeared in the notebook. Selina Pendragon's gaze sharpened, and she raised her wand, pressing its tip against the pendant on her chest.
Silvery-blue light poured from her wand tip. Once it had completely enveloped the pendant, she immediately shouted into it, "Activate the Ritual Magic Array!"
The Ritual Magic Array used to extract Dark Magic creatures required some time to activate before it could take effect.
Wizet and Selina had agreed to activate the Ritual Magic