Chapter 135 The Strength of the Golden Sage

"Not to mention whether you can solve the exposure problem of the magical world, or whether you can cast a memory erasure spell on the entire city." Wright walked aside and picked up his suitcase.

"To tell you just one thing," Wright stretched out his hand and pointed at the cloudless night sky above his head, "this is not the 1920s that Mr. Scamander lived in. At that time, he only needed a Thunderbird and a small bottle of Scamander. The Winged Demon venom can directly erase the memory of the entire New York City and solve the major problem facing the Magical Congress of the United States of America."

"It's the 1990s now." Wright took back his hand and patted the dust on his clothes. "Maybe most of you have never even heard of that word, but I still have to say it. One sentence. Everything we did and every move we made should be under the surveillance of technological creations called artificial satellites made by ordinary people."

"Perhaps you don't even know that France has successfully launched its first experimental satellite as early as 1965." Wright sneered. He was so angry that he didn't bother to care about the French Ministry of Magic.

Besides, if the magical world is exposed, then it will be exposed! Anyway, no matter where he is, Wright can get away with his own abilities. If he can't survive in the magical world, Wright can rely on his foresight to become a movie tycoon, a financial giant, and the king of Hollywood!

If Europe can no longer survive, Wright can go back to China with Chang Chu to be a door-to-door son-in-law!

Wright had already thought of a new title for the book, and it was called "Rebirth of the Wild Age"!

"I wish you all the best!" After saying that, Wright left the public cemetery directly.

"Mr. Minister!" A young-looking Auror said loudly, as if as long as Minister Patrice gave an order, he would directly follow the traces of Wright's Apparition and bring Wright back.

"Forget it, let him go!" Minister Patrice shook his head and said, "What the boy said may be a bit excessive, but one thing is correct. Our top priority now is to solve the chaos caused by Obscurus tonight. Drop it! We must never expose the magical world to the eyes of Muggles. Once we are exposed, it will definitely lead to war."

"So what do we do now?" asked another Auror.

"Fernand, take some people and prepare some Winged Demon venom as soon as possible. We will meet at the ministry later."

Fernan nodded and immediately apparated away.

"Others," Minister Patrice ordered methodically.

"People from the Muggle Liaison Office will contact the Muggle President as soon as possible and tell him what we are doing now and what we are about to do."

"People from the International Magical Cooperation Department are going to contact the International Federation of Wizards and tell them what happened tonight."

"The people on the Amnesia Committee do their best to forget some bad memories of Muggles."

"People from the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters are going to repair the damage caused by the Obscurus."

"Part of what the boy said just now is wrong. At least some of us who are wise are aware of the existence of satellites and have already greeted the Muggle executives early." Minister Patrice and everyone present left. After leaving, he stood there alone and whispered, "Those nasty Muggles! Greedy vampires!"

The next moment, Minister Patrice came to the Luxembourg district alone.

Although there is no Mr. Scamander now, there is still a sage in France.

…

In the living room of Nicoléme's house.

Nicoléme, who was wearing pajamas, was sitting on the sofa, looking calmly at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in his home.

"So, Minister Patrice, you came to me to solve the Obscurus problem last night?" Nicoléme said calmly.

"Yes, Master Nicoléme." Minister Patrice stood in front of Nicoléme, lowering his head slightly. "There is no good way to remedy this situation in our ministry. Now we can only Coming to find you."

"We must not fully expose the magical world to the eyes of Muggles." Minister Patrice raised his head and looked sincerely at Nicoléme, the legendary sage. The only result will be war."

"But you should also know that prophecy, right?" Nicoléme said, "The exposure of the wizarding world is inevitable. With the advancement of Muggle science and technology over the years, our concealment methods are becoming more and more sophisticated. It’s getting more and more difficult.”

"But at least it can't be now. The time in the prophecy is still twenty or thirty years away from now." Minister Patrice pursed his lips.

"Well," Nicoléme let out a long breath from his nose, "In that case, let me, an old bone that has not moved for decades, go out and stretch my muscles."

"Thank you, Master Sage!" An overjoyed expression suddenly appeared on Minister Patrice's face.

He disappeared for a moment, and then reappeared in front of Nicoléme with a small bottle of liquid that exuded a bright blue light.

"Master, this is the Curling Wing Demon Venom." Minister Patrice held the Curling Wing Demon Venom in both hands and handed it to Nicoléme respectfully, "Sorry to trouble you!"

Nicoléme took the small bottle, and the next moment, his figure disappeared. When he appeared next second, he was already standing on the top of the Eiffel Tower out of thin air, which is also the tallest building in Paris.

"Tsk, tsk, that's an incredible speed of progress." Looking at the brightly lit metropolis below him, Nicoléme praised softly.

Then, Nicoléme stretched out his right hand and pulled out a golden scepter directly from the void.

"No, no, no, I don't need the scepter now." Nicoléme shook his head.

As he moved, the huge golden scepter instantly melted into a pool of gold that was constantly flowing in Nico Flamel's palm.

"Flowing Gold", one of the highest achievements of the Golden Sage, has absolute control, unlimited volume, and a constant mass of one kilogram for the user.

Then, Nicoléme stretched out his hand, and the liquid gold came out of his hand, and gradually transformed into a huge golden thunderbird in the air.

"Alas! It's a pity that it's just an appearance." Nicoléme took out another strange-looking prop from his pocket.

"Weather Bottle", one of the works of the Golden Sage. Collect the weather, release the weather, and freely adjust rain, snow, fog, sunny and other weather according to the user's needs.

"Rain." Nicoléme poured the weather bottle gently, and a group of gray clouds flowed out of the bottle and slowly flew into the sky. As it rose, the dark cloud continued to expand, and when it stopped, it had turned into a huge thunderstorm cloud that covered the entire Paris.

Bright lights flashed one after another in the thick clouds, and the rumble of thunder was endless.

"It's your turn now!" Nicoléme threw out the Curled-Wing Demon Venom in his hand. The Golden Thunderbird accurately caught the small blue bottle with its huge golden beak, and then moved towards the thunderstorm cloud. Fly in the direction.

After the golden thunderbird flew into the clouds, it bit the bottle on the bird's beak, and the venom of the Curling Wing Demon instantly spread throughout the clouds. The thunderstorm clouds took on a dreamy blue color for an instant, but immediately returned to their original black color.

Then it started to rain in the city.