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Chapter 132

Qilin Way Magic Ritual

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High in the Himalayas Bhutan, Ancient Authority of Magic.

This is the highest point in the magical world, a paradise-like place. Some of the most ancient magic originated from here.

Today, on the high platform of the ancient Bhutanese magical authority's academy, former president of the International Federation of Wizards, Anton Vogel, is giving a speech.

"All three candidates delivered inspiring speeches, each possessing a unique way of thinking. Their concerns extended beyond the Wizarding World to encompass the Muggle world..."

"Next comes the most important part of our election ceremony—the Qilin will prove who is the most virtuous, reliable, and suitable candidate to become the next president of the International Confederation of Wizards!"

As he finished speaking, a shaman dressed in traditional Bhutan clothing walked up from below the stage. In his arms he held a small and beautiful Fantastic Beasts —a deer-like body with a tail like a calf and four hooves like a cow, and a curved horn embedded in its forehead.

"Should we stop him?" To be on the safe side, Xiwen remained invisible and asked Bunty in a low voice.

Bunty shook his head slightly and replied in a similarly low voice, "Dumbledore told me that we must wait until Grindelwald is most relaxed before exposing him."

Xiwen frowned, gazing at the triumphant Grindelwald on the high platform.

The little Qilin had now bypassed Santos and Liu Tao and arrived in front of Grindelwald. The two candidates exchanged a glance, both showing expressions of disbelief.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Qilin bent one of its legs and bowed deeply to Grindelwald!

Grindelwald smiled slightly.

"The ancient ritual of the Qilin Way is based on the principle of selecting virtuous and righteous individuals, and choosing leaders who can guide us forward," Vogel explained to the voters below the stage.

Hearing what he said, Xiwen felt it was utterly absurd.

A man who wanted to destroy all of Paris was actually described as kind and righteous by the former president. Xiwen felt that even if someone told him that Death was benevolent, it wouldn't be any more absurd.

However, Vogel completely ignored the dissenting voices from the audience and simply continued with the rest of the proceedings as planned.

"Now it's time for the voting. Wizards who are eligible to vote, please shoot your chosen color into the sky. Yellow represents Wisencia Santos, red represents Liu Tao, and green represents Gellert Grindelwald!"

Fireworks shot into the sky, quickly covering the Himalayas in a vast expanse of green.

"Grindelwald!"

"Grindelwald!!"

Grindelwald's followers were naturally incredibly excited. Just a few days ago, their leader was a wanted criminal with a high bounty on his head, but today he had transformed into a candidate for the new president of the Supreme Mugwump and had even been chosen by Qilin!

All of this proves that Grindelwald's ideas were correct, and that the leader they followed had a bright future!

Even though many yellow and red fireworks still tried to compete with the green ones, the influence of the Qilin Way magic ritual ultimately caused many wizards who did not believe in Grindelwald's ideas to waver, and even more wizards who originally supported Santos and Liu Tao chose to wait and see.

The tricolor fireworks in the sky gradually faded, signifying that the voting process was coming to an end.

"The vote count is in," Anton Vogel announced gleefully, holding up a magic card. "Gellert Grindelwald will become the new leader of the wizarding world!"

Amid cheers from the worshippers below, Grindelwald walked to the front of the stage with a smile.

He gave Vida Rozier a wink, and Vida and several other men then escorted Jacob up the steps.

She laughed dismissively, took the Snakewood Wand that Dumbledore had given to Jacob from his pocket, and handed it to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald chuckled as he gently toyed with the wand without a core in his hand.

"This is the man who tried to assassinate me. This man is a Muggle." Grindelwald pointed his Snakewood Wand at Jacob and addressed the crowd. "This Muggle is delusional, wanting to marry a witch to taint our bloodline, weaken our race, and make us as weak as he is."

"He's not the only one like this, my friends. There are thousands upon thousands of Muggle who want to do the same! If this continues, our power as wizards will grow weaker and weaker, and we will eventually be completely assimilated and devoured by those Muggle!"

"For such a despicable parasite, we have only one method..."

Grindelwald raised his hand sharply, hurled the Snakewood Wand to the ground, and pulled out his own wand.

"Cruciatus Curse!"

Jacob turned pale and collapsed to the ground in agony.

"No!!" Newt tried desperately to rush forward, but was restrained by Grindelwald's men and could not move.

In the crowd below the stage, Queenie Goldstein broke free from the two people blocking her way and rushed to Jacob's side.

"Save him! Make him stop..." Queenie cried.

Just as Xiwen was about to rush forward to save the man, Bunty suddenly spoke up, "Don't go, Doctor Strange!"

She covered her mouth, unable to bear the scene before her, but her tone remained firm. "It's not time for Grindelwald to relax yet!"

Suppressing his anger, Xiwen looked at Grindelwald on the high platform.

And the man who cast the Unforgivable Curses on Jacob is now triumphantly proclaiming his first political proposition to audiences around the world—

"Our war against Muggle officially begins today!"

The believers below the stage were excited and launched sparks into the sky to celebrate this thrilling moment.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Xiwen secretly freed Newt from his restraints, intending for him to go and rescue Jacob.

However, the candidate on the stage Santos, seemed unable to bear seeing Jacob's suffering, and used General Counter-Spell to remove the Cruciatus Curse from Jacob's body before he could.

Newt felt slightly relieved upon seeing this, and pretended to still be bound, hiding among the revelers.

Just as the scene was gradually becoming more and more exciting, a large golden-red bird flew across the sky, accompanied by a melodious and pleasant cry.

Aurelius appeared on the high platform, gazing intently at Grindelwald.

"He lied to you, that Qilin is dead!" Aurelius said weakly, staggering as he turned to the crowd.

"He killed the Qilin and then resurrected it with magic, just to use Qilin to gain our approval!" Newt, now freed from his restraints, seized the opportunity to rush up the steps, speaking rapidly. "But he doesn't want to lead you; he just wants your obedience."

"These two are disrupting the election! Take them down!" Vogel, standing to the side, quickly said, sensing the situation was turning against him.

"Anton, the election is over. What's the point of listening to them?" The other representatives of the International Confederation of Wizards coldly stopped Vogel's actions and looked at Newt, who had bravely stepped forward, with encouraging eyes.

Grindelwald laughed instead and asked, "Mr. Scamander, what lie has Dumbledore taught you this time to cause me trouble?"

"I was there, I saw it with my own eyes!" Newt said angrily. "That night, the mother Qilin gave birth to two Qilin, twins."

Thinking of the mother Qilin who was cruelly murdered, and the two baby Qilin who were also killed by Grindelwald, Newt's expression was extremely sad, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Just empty lies, trying to accuse me based on that alone? That's wishful thinking!" Grindelwald said to Newt with a sinister smile. "There weren't actually two Qilin, were I right?"

"Their mother was murdered at Tianzi Son of Heaven Mountain in Guangxi ..." Newt was about to continue when Grindelwald interrupted him.

"Where is it now, Mr. Scamander? Would you like to take us to Guangxi to have a look?"

Newt fell silent, knowing that Grindelwald's men must have already disposed of the Qilin Mother's body.

Grindelwald crossed his arms and looked at Newt with a half-smile.

Just then, a witch dressed in a "qira" walked up the steps, carrying an old-fashioned brown briefcase...

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