Chapter 1181 Stepping to the Stage

The wizards who can attend the International Confederation of Wizards conference as representatives are either the Minister of Magic of a country or respected veteran wizards. They can almost be said to symbolize half of the magical world.

Facing them, Vincent used his blatant force to intimidate them.

It’s not that he is arrogant, but he is a bit arrogant.

And his departure was not low-key either. Shortly after his appearance, the submarine-formed Voice of the Night sailed into the stained glass window opened by Transfiguration.

The moment the river water rushed into the hall, it was separated into drops of water and absorbed onto the marble floor that was turned upside down to become the ceiling.

They came together again, reflecting the faces below with different expressions.

Vincent lightly jumped onto the submarine and looked down at the representatives of the magical governments of various countries.

It would be enough to deal a severe blow to the reputation of the International Confederation of Wizards. The Statute of Secrecy has become a deep-rooted ideology that cannot be simply overturned by force.

The sound of the night slowly drove out of the hall, and the river water absorbed on it dripped like raindrops.

A dozen or so white figures passed through the water curtain and gradually disappeared into the distance under everyone's gaze.

"That's..." Rita bit her fingertips and stared at the conspicuous black pattern on the back of their cloaks.

It is very similar to the magical rune "?" that symbolizes Vincent, but with slight changes to the lines and the edges extended appropriately.

She quickly took out her notebook and drew the black patterns stroke by stroke.

As expected, it was also a magic rune, and the information decoded was only three words.

The Superseding Order

"Order Council..." Rita whispered to herself three times, her eyes once again shining brighter than the jewel-encrusted glasses.

Replace the order? Reorder?

Not only her, many wizards in the hall successfully deciphered this magical rune that was not complicatedly encrypted.

The Order of the Ordination Society instantly became a new hot topic in the wizarding world, and wizards all over the world were speculating about what the organization, or Vincent's next move would be.

White clothing gives people a sense of solemnity, mystery and sophistication, without any feeling of darkness or evil.

Through Rita and other anchors who sneaked into the River Bottom Church, wizards from all over the world witnessed how the meeting of the International Confederation of Wizards turned into a joke.

The prologue was about to overflow with the oppressive feeling of the projection screen, Vincent's calm performance and sharp criticism, and the final high-profile departure.

As the reputation of the International Confederation of Wizards declined, Fudge's clownish behavior also caused some rumors to spread quickly.

The wizards looked back at the hearing and found that the so-called evidence did not stand up to scrutiny. Fudge's acting was also a bit poor. He was not a fool. How could he attack a Minister of Magic in public?

While the outside world was talking about it, Vincent took the old men back to Saint-Jacques Street in Paris, France.

The exterior of the "Old Book Corridor" at No. 14 has not changed at all, but its interior has been transformed into a building.

The cold metal walls form a strong contrast with the faintly flowing magical light. The fusion of technology and magic forms a new and unique aesthetic.

Vincent took the elevator filled with magical punk elements to the top floor. Amina, Erich, and Bai Sheng, the three branch managers, had been waiting for him for a long time.

Including Victor, this is all the power the Ordination Society currently has.

"Everyone, welcome to the headquarters." Vincent walked straight to the transparent glass table where the three branch heads were sitting.

He tapped the table lightly, and the world map appeared through the projection screen, with the magical governments of each region marked in detail.

"The Order Council has already come to the fore, and our plans must be accelerated."

Victor, who was standing behind Vincent, stepped forward and said, "We're almost done in South America. The only one left in North America is the Magical Congress of the United States."

The disguiser's mask can project real images, and the defender's cloak can completely cover up one's own magical aura. Even if it is a vampire, it can be perfectly disguised as anyone.

Victor suddenly smiled strangely, "The Auror Director of the Magic Congress is a bit tricky. I plan to disguise myself as him."

The feud between the Graves family and the North American Wiccan Party has lasted for more than half a century. Director Bradley Graves hates Victor to the core. With the other party's keen sense of smell, it won't take long for him to notice something unusual.

Vincent nodded in agreement. "Sam Chavez is my friend, and so is Kenny. He should be receiving formal Auror training. Please keep an eye on them."

Victor agreed with a half-smile.

Both of them have somewhat careless personalities, especially Sam, and he will definitely take good care of him.

Next is the Asian region. Bai Sheng expressed regret that the progress was slow, mainly because Southeast Asia was being closely watched by the University of Tokyo, making it difficult to find suitable opportunities.

The Eastern magical world is completely different from the Western one. Eastern wizards rarely encounter persecution from Muggles. In Japan, many wizards even have their own exclusive shrines.

Vincent is a time traveler who has always had a deep affection for the University of Tokyo. "Give up Southeast Asia."

Japan and South Korea are a must, as for South Asia...

A country with lofty ambitions but a fragile life has been eyeing the University of the East. Even their wizards generally have a mysterious self-confidence. However, it is a big country after all, and it will definitely play a role in the future.

Bai Sheng doesn't have a good impression of India. This country is weird inside and out, and the wizards' thinking is not normal.

But in order to fulfill the Order's plan, they must at least infiltrate the upper echelons of the magical government.

When it came to the African region, Amina, whose eyes had never left Vincent, became more graceful. "Africa's magical government is very unique. It can be roughly divided into five regions: North Africa, East Africa, West Africa, and South Africa."

Needless to say, as the queen of the underground black market, she had already infiltrated North Africa more than ten years ago.

As for the remaining four regions, there was actually no need to infiltrate them. Africa was short of resources, and magic wands were not yet widely used. As long as they were provided with the necessary supplies, the entire magical government could be easily bribed.

Vincent pretended not to see Amina's gaze. "Very good. We must avoid whetting their appetites. We are not gods who grant every request. If they want supplies, they must exchange them for something of equal value."

Amina seemed to want to say something, but he looked at Erich with a sharp gaze.

"Ahem—" Erich coughed awkwardly. "The Middle East has been plagued by war for years, and the magic world there is likely to be affected to some extent..."

Although not as serious as in Africa, resources in the Middle East are also scarce.

However, Erich did not choose to bribe the magical government, but donated supplies to them in the name of magical religion.

Vincent raised an eyebrow after hearing this, "Magical religion?"

Speaking of this, Erich suddenly became excited.

"I used the ideals of the Order of the Order as my teachings and created a magical religion called the Order of the Chain."

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