Ian is sitting in the strategy room, surrounded by the core team members.
"Sir, Muggle Think Tank has received good news. All plans have been completed." Bellatrix reported calmly, "We have controlled global political leaders, obtained nuclear launch codes, and disarmed most of the military. In addition, all major financial institutions, media networks, and top consortia are under control."
"How did all this happen?" asked new member Josh Delton. He had just been promoted due to his outstanding performance in the Werewolf Legion and seemed a little reserved at the moment.
"It's actually quite simple." Bellatrix raised his lips slightly, "We lured the powerful with the promise of eternal life, modified the memories of some people, cast Imperius Curse on others, and some signed Soul Contract. The most important thing is that we took synchronized actions and did not give them any time to react."
Josh nodded suddenly, while Ian frowned slightly. "I think there should be a 'but' behind these good news."
"You are right." Bellatrix called up the light curtain, "A special forces equipped with modern heavy weapons and several nuclear submarines suddenly disappeared. The strange thing is that they are from different countries."
Snape The black robe moved slightly. "Are you saying that someone predicted our plan and acted first? There is a traitor within the organization?"
"I'm afraid it's more than just rebellion." Professor Flitwick added sharply, "Since these people come from all over the world, they are more likely to be some secret organization or alliance."
Bellatrix called up confidential files, "Documents obtained from the country's intelligence agencies show that these countries have known about the existence of wizards since World War I and have secretly prepared for war. They have systematically evaluated the threat of wizards to modern society, and have long-term brainwashing and training of young children to sneak into magic schools to steal knowledge. Through these means, they have cultivated wizards who are loyal to the country - either adopting orphans with magical talents for brainwashing, or controlling Muggle-born wizards' families by threatening them."
Everyone present was shocked. They always thought that <International Statute of Secrecy> could protect Wizarding World, but little did they know that this was just a false sense of security. The upper management of Muggles had long been aware of their existence and had been preparing for a possible war. At this moment, everyone had a deeper understanding of Ian's concept of "breaking barriers and integrating into society".
"There is still a doubt." Ian tapped his fingertips on the table, "How can heavy equipment such as tanks and fighter planes disappear without leaving a trace? Especially when we move so quickly?"
"The current speculation is that a wizard cast Undetectable Extension Charm and Shrinking Charm on the suitcase to store the equipment inside."
"In other words, an entire army is traveling around the world in a suitcase right now?" Ian concluded.
Seeing Bellatrix nod, he pondered for a moment, "Contact Nicolas Flamel and ask him to locate Divination."
A few minutes later, Bellatrix reported, "Nico provided the coordinates, but was unable to peek into the surrounding environment."
"Since there are unknown variables, I will go alone." Ian stood up.
"Why do you need to personally take part in the danger? It would be safer to dispatch an investigation team." Everyone tried to dissuade him.
Ian looked around the audience. "The change is about to succeed, and I don't want to undermine any of my companions at this moment." These words made the followers' eyes become even more intense.
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White Bear Borderlands Deep in the snowy mountains, Ian was surrounded by dozens of wizards as soon as he appeared. Several suitcases were opened under the influence of spells, and tens of thousands of soldiers and heavy equipment poured out, forming a combat formation in an instant.
Ian calmly scanned the audience. Fifty thousand elite soldiers from different countries, as well as US military commanders standing at the forefront - all of this confirmed the accuracy of the intelligence.
"Sure enough, you came alone, Ian·Alvin·Bones." The commander sneered, "The behavioral analysis team's judgment of you is completely correct: you are always keen to show force in front of your followers. But this pride will be your burial place."
"Oh? What else did the analysis report say?" Ian raised his eyebrows.
"Although you keep preaching Fusion, in your heart you still regard wizards as higher than ordinary people."
"This is slander." Ian chuckled.
The commander waved his hand suddenly. "Fire!"
Bullets poured down like a torrential rain, and tank fire and missiles fired in unison. The protective barrier around Ian blocked all attacks, but he frowned slightly. "At this rate of magic power consumption..." He raised his wand lightly, and a strange force field instantly unfolded. All ballistic trajectories began to deflect strangely, and not a single bullet could touch the corner of his clothes.
"Wizard squad attacks!" the commander roared.
Countless spells of light hit the protective shield. Since magic attacks are not physical projections, the previous deflection field is ineffective. Ian noticed that the shield was slowly decaying and couldn't help but be surprised. "You actually developed Shield-Breaking Curse?"
"Unlike Wizarding World, which has been stagnant for hundreds of years, we have conducted in-depth research on magic in the past few decades." The commander said proudly.
Interest flashed in Ian's eyes. "Interesting." He adjusted the shield frequency to the harmonic band of Dragon Tongue Magic, and the protection that was about to collapse was instantly stable. Under the panicked gaze of the enemy, he slowly raised his wand:
"The farce must end."