Chapter 1217 Callum Science Center
After all, The Daily Prophet is now an official media outlet. No matter how outrageous the articles it writes, there are still wizards who believe them, and there are quite a few wizards who choose to believe them.
Despite the lack of authenticity and accuracy, this is the fascinating moment of journalism.
Vincent, who returned to Redford Barracks in Edinburgh from the United States, was bored and watched some videos. Only then did he realize that the Ministry of Magic had become so shameless.
I'm afraid Grindelwald didn't receive the same treatment back then. The world is so big and full of wonders.
"What are you looking at?" Hunter took off his sunglasses and approached the projection screen with curiosity.
The wizard in the video is a photographer who has participated in the filming of "Merlin" and "Wizards of Glory". Although the series received mediocre response, he still has a certain level of professionalism.
In the video, he used his rich knowledge to try to prove to the audience that the photos published in the Daily Prophet had not been post-processed or even toned, and were pure, zero-additive, and natural photos.
"Pfft..." Hunter couldn't help laughing after just looking at it for a while. "You wizards in the magical world are so funny. Even a child can tell that this kind of photo has been extensively processed. There's no point in developing it."
Vincent closed the projection screen. "The social structure of the wizarding world is actually no different from that of the Middle Ages. Without the advent of magical communicators, the wizarding government could still easily cover up any truth."
The smile on Hunter's face disappeared instantly. "It's really hard for me to imagine that it's almost the 21st century, and your magical society is still so backward."
Vincent turned to look at the 50 MSTA-MA members in training, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of creating such a special force."
Hunter patted his shoulder. "Of course, our world must be protected by us. You should worry about how you will face those wizards who regard you as a traitor in the future."
Vincent smiled and shook his head. "I'm not Grindelwald. I can't lock up all the opponents."
Hunter remained silent.
The ideas that have been deeply rooted in the magical world for thousands of years are not so easy to change. They are like the stratification of sedimentary rocks, each line has been engraved by time and experience. To change them requires not only the impact of external forces, but also the awakening of internal geological movements.
In the afternoon, Vincent received a call from the Prime Minister.
European heads of government have agreed to collaborate, and from today the Joint European Torus (JET), a tokamak at the Culham Science Centre in Oxfordshire, England, will become humanity's first fusion reactor combining science and magic.
This was good news, but it also meant Vincent was going to be busy.
Fortunately, Oxfordshire is not far from Edinburgh, with a straight-line distance of less than 500 kilometers. Both the high-profile Apparition and the relatively low-key Voice of the Night can quickly reach the destination.
That evening, Vincent came to the MI6 headquarters in a low-key manner and took away William, who was studying whether graphene could be applied in the field of nuclear energy.
"Wayne, where are we going?"
"Callum Science Center. From now on, you will be a researcher there."
The gleam in William's eyes shone through his high-power myopia glasses. He originally thought that as a small researcher, he was not qualified to participate in such an important project.
After the excitement, he couldn't help but feel worried.
"Um...Mr. Wayne, are you sure I can help?"
Vincent's eyes were sharp, and his lips curled up in a perfect arc. "William, you have to believe in yourself. Graphene is a material with great potential. Its applications are beyond your imagination. A single layer of graphene has 10 times the stopping power of traditional materials against high-energy particles. This means that nuclear reactor radiation protection no longer needs to rely on thick lead plates and concrete."
The tokamak at the Culham Science Centre is a doughnut-shaped reactor housed in a container 15 metres in diameter and about 20 metres high.
The neutron shielding layer alone consists of about 1 meter thick concrete and 0.5 meters thick polyethylene and lead composite material. Even if graphene can only be used for radiation protection, it can greatly reduce the size of the reactor.
William took a deep breath and became confident again.
Ten minutes later, the Voice of the Night emerged from its cloaking state and reappeared over Oxfordshire.
The European Joint Ring Research Team at the Culham Science Centre had been waiting for a long time. They were all shocked by the slowly landing fighter jet. The low-noise vertical landing alone was already in the realm of black technology.
No wonder a confidentiality agreement needs to be signed. The wings of this fighter are perfectly integrated with the fuselage. It has no ailerons, no vertical tail, and even no horizontal tail. It seems like a space fighter from the future. Its performance is likely to far exceed the first fourth-generation aircraft being developed by the United States, the F-22.
The cockpit opened, and Vincent jumped out first.
William followed closely behind, but stumbled when he landed.
The research team was very surprised by the young age of the two. After a brief silence, their team leader stepped forward and said, "Hello, Mr. Wayne, I am Ryan Raymond, the leader of the Tokamak research team."
Vincent shook hands politely and said, "Hello, Mr. Raymond."
He looked at William and said, "This is William Snaith. His discovery of graphene will be of great help to the project."
The discoverer of graphene who shocked the scientific community some time ago was so young that the entire research team looked at him differently.
William shyly shook hands with each member of the research team. "This is all thanks to Mr. Wayne. Without his help, it would have been difficult to successfully extract true graphene with current technology."
The entire research team turned their attention to Vincent.
"I'm just a juggler."
Raymond was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter, "Mr. Wayne really knows how to joke."
The research team also laughed out loud.
It’s good to be young, full of energy. Unlike them, they have nothing to do every day except studying, and they don’t know how to regulate their mood.
Vincent didn't explain anything. After Raymond introduced the members of the research team, they walked into the Culham Science Center together.
The European Joint Ring is jointly operated by the European Alliance for Fusion Research and Innovation and the UK Atomic Energy Authority, bringing together researchers from more than 31 European laboratories, and the members who welcomed Vincent and William are just a small part of them.
After passing through layers of security checks, the group arrived at a bright and spacious laboratory.
The European Joint Torus sits quietly in the center. Its annular reactor is currently shut down, and hundreds of researchers from various European countries are busy recording data.
Raymond said: "We have had the idea of deuterium-tritium experiment since last year. We have done a lot of preparatory work, but until now, the progress of the experiment is still very slow. It may take another one or two years to prepare."
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