Chapter 1148 Pretender

When the German wizarding community published the latest issue of its newspaper, Vincent had already secretly returned to France with 41 elderly members of the Witch Party.

The Seine River in Paris is still very clear today. In the distant ancient Roman period, the Romans built a street, Rue Saint-Jacques, specifically to cross the Seine River.

Some ancient Roman ruins are preserved here, and it is a beautiful street that blends history and modern urban style.

Number 14, rue Saint-Jacques, is ostensibly a second-hand bookstore called "Corridor of Old Books", but it is actually the workshop of the legendary alchemist Nicolas Flamel in Paris.

In the impression of the Muggle residents nearby, they always subconsciously ignore this second-hand bookstore. Many residents who have lived on Saint-Jacques Street for decades don’t even know that there is such a place.

It was daytime now, and if a wizard were there, he would find a blond, blue-eyed young man teaching a group of old men in suits and ties how to cross the street on the sidewalk opposite the bookstore.

"Stop on red, go on green, understand?"

A more harmonious scene emerged. The blond-haired and blue-eyed young man walked in front, enthusiastically leading the old men hand in hand across the road.

If any wizard from the German Ministry of Magic had been present, his jaw would have dropped.

Because the young man was none other than the number one threat to the German wizarding world, Vincent Wayne.

And those old men were none other than the 41 Wiccan elders he rescued from Extag.

Times have really changed. Today's Muggle streets are full of running steel monsters. If you cross the road without looking at the traffic lights, you will really be hit and thrown away.

The old men had been imprisoned for half a century and were very weak. They had no wands in their hands and would die if they were hit.

After crossing the street, Vincent took them to the old book gallery.

The shabby wooden door of the bookstore suddenly opened from the inside, and Victor, who was using the alias Dio Brando, returned to his true appearance. He and Helmut behind him both had tears in their eyes.

Although things and people have changed a lot, they are still deeply moved by the reunion after half a century.

Scenes from the past reappear, and the glorious days seem like yesterday.

The touching reunion didn't last long, because old Kramer suddenly punched Helmut.

"Back then, you were the fastest bastard!"

Just as he was about to throw another punch, Old Cramer put his arm around his shoulders and said, "How are you, old man?"

Helmut smiled bitterly and nodded, "It's okay. My son has grown up, I have a grandson, and you are back."

How good can life be when being monitored? Vincent was already angry after being monitored by Dawlish for more than half a month, let alone being monitored for half a century.

After a brief reminiscing, the elders of the Wucui Party began to look at the five-story building in front of them with scrutiny.

Located on a busy Muggle street, close to the Seine River, it is very suitable for hiding, but it looks a little shabby.

The architectural style is from the Industrial Revolution period, and there's nothing wrong with the decoration, except that the walls and ceiling are a bit cracked, indicating that no one has been here for at least 20 to 30 years.

Victor and Helmut accidentally broke the door when they came last night. After all, the building above was just a cover, and the real focus was the alchemy workshop located underground.

Unlike Vincent's automated assembly line factory, the equipment here are more traditional alchemical boilers, and there is even a giant hammer for manual forging.

It’s not that backward. Everything in the workshop has been modified by Nicol and is much more advanced than what alchemists use today.

Vincent stayed in the workshop for a long time, mainly considering whether to move his factory here.

As the future headquarters of the Society of Order, the buildings above must be demolished and rebuilt, and the underground space also needs to be expanded. This is a large project in itself, and digging dozens or hundreds of meters is only a matter of time.

After the factory incident, he began to think about how to arrange for the old members of the Wu Cui Party.

Vincent has experience in managing the Court of Owls Club, and combined with his experience in running Wayne Enterprises, he already has a development plan for the Order Society in his mind.

Although the old members of the Witch Party are out of touch with the times, they represent nearly half of the pure-blood wizarding forces in the German wizarding world.

Their power and connections will rapidly strengthen the Order of Order. After absorbing the branches of the Wizarding Party, the Order of Order will have the capital to confront a country's magical government.

The problem that bothered Vincent was the arrangement for the old members of the Witch Party. A group of illegal immigrants without magic wands must not be allowed to wander around outside.

But if I stay here forever, it will be no different from staying in Extag.

“Out of touch with the times… just right.”

Vincent first turned on the magic communicator and told his parents that he would be back in a few days.

Then he created a new folder named "Generation Society General Equipment".

If an organization wants people to stay willingly, in addition to having a common goal, it also needs to demonstrate the organization's development prospects.

The Wizarding Party relies on Grindelwald's personal charm. He uses words to describe a beautiful world where wizards rule Muggles and there is no war.

Voldemort didn't have this ability. The Death Eaters had always been afraid of his power. It was more like he was ruling the world alone than wizards ruling Muggles.

The Prologue Society is different from them. Vincent has never thought of ruling the world. What he wants is for wizards and Muggles to achieve true peaceful coexistence, instead of the current situation where Muggles know nothing about magic and wizards conceal the truth about the world and hide in dark alleys and stagnate.

There is nothing more attractive than showing the future of an organization.

When he came out of the workshop, he had designed several pieces of equipment and successfully manufactured one of them.

The old members of the Wu Cui Party looked at the white mask in his hand in confusion.

"Let me introduce you, this is the Impostor." Vincent put the mask on his face.

There is nothing special about the mask itself, it is very simple and plain.

But something surprising happened. Vincent just stared at old Cramer for a few seconds, and he perfectly turned into his appearance.

"Transfiguration? No, this is..."

Not only their appearance, but even their clothes are exactly the same.

If you hadn't seen Vincent transform into old Kramer with your own eyes, you wouldn't be able to tell who is who with the naked eye.

Vincent took out his mithril robe and put it on. "Oh, I forgot I had this."

The detection magic didn't work, and now no one could tell who was who except the wizards standing at the top of the pyramid.

Transfiguration? Polyjuice Potion? No, the Impostor is a full-coverage magical projection.

Vincent took off the mask and instantly turned back into his true self. "As long as it records the target's data, it can perfectly disguise itself as anyone."

His azure eyes swept across the faces filled with disbelief. "What you need to do now is to integrate into this world as quickly as possible. With the help of the Impostors, returning to Germany safely won't be difficult."

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