Chapter 1268 The Dark Lord Sighting
The magical government that has been silently infiltrated by the Order of the Order is not limited to the Magic Congress. In the Middle East, Africa, and Southeast Asia, although the heads of various branches have not personally taken action like Victor, they have gradually begun to infiltrate the upper levels.
Two weeks have passed, and Vincent remains a hot topic in the wizarding world.
Giza, Egypt, Magical Historical Relics Administration.
Three South Korean magic archaeology apprentices claim to have seen a figure resembling the wanted poster on the night of the full moon. The figure is standing on the top of the Great Pyramid, using the power of starlight to perform some kind of mysterious magical ritual.
The German Ministry of Magic responded immediately, but before they even arrived at the scene, the local Ministry of Magic debunked the news as fake. The object at the top of the pyramid was actually a brass headdress that had been blown up by the wind, and what the Korean apprentice saw was its silhouette formed by the refraction of moonlight and dust.
In Svalbard, Norway, a young heir to a Finnish magical family discovers a magical phenomenon called Niven amidst the rare aurora borealis.
The young heir's exact words were: "I have never seen such a wondrous sight. The magic, along with the aurora, seemed to be projected from the universe."
The German Ministry of Magic was mobilized again and eventually discovered that this magical phenomenon was actually a coincidence. There is a herd of caribou in Svalbard that is extremely sensitive to magic. During courtship in certain seasons, they use their hooves to draw patterns with natural magical conductivity on the permafrost. Under the influence of the magnetic field caused by the aurora, these patterns are projected into the sky, forming a brief but spectacular sight.
Southeast University, Sichuan.
A wizarding tourist from Latvia insists he saw a man who looks remarkably like Vincent Wayne at a roadside hot pot restaurant.
Amidst the boiling steam, he was certain that Wayne was using alchemy to transform the fire element in the chili peppers, attempting to create some kind of immortal broth that could grant courage. He even took a picture using a magical communicator.
The German Ministry of Magic arrived again. After a detailed investigation, they discovered that the Latvian wizard tourist was severely nearsighted. The "foggy humanoid" photo he took was confirmed to be of the restaurant owner. At the time, the hot pot of the guests was almost boiled dry, and the restaurant owner was carrying a kettle of hot water to add soup to the guests. The instantaneous rise of steam made the wizard tourist mistake it for some kind of alchemy.
Bangkok, Thailand: Siam Treasures Alley, the largest magic market in Southeast Asia.
At least seven wizards of different nationalities swore an oath in front of the famous "Snake Tongue and Ambergris" spice shop that they had smelled Vincent Wayne's unique scent.
At the time, the shopkeeper was recommending the newly arrived "Kalamandan Dream Musk," a rare fragrance that is said to enhance the effects of prophetic dreams.
An Indonesian spice expert exclaimed in surprise, "This base note! It's the cool, metallic scent unique to ancient European alchemical laboratories, mixed with faded parchment and... the smell of time's dust! Only long-term contact with Philosopher's Stone derivatives can immerse one in this aroma!"
Immediately afterward, a Vietnamese potion dealer sniffed: "No, there's still the damp stone walls and residual potion smell unique to Hogwarts dungeons inside. He's been to England, there's no mistake!"
A Singaporean sorcerer claiming to be a seasoned alchemist pulled out a scent detector on the spot and claimed that the instrument's pointer would "spin wildly" when a specific scent passed by.
The result was obvious: the odor detector's needle was spinning so fast it was practically smoking.
Siam's Treasure Alley was instantly packed with people, and the sorcerer frantically inhaled, trying to smell the legendary "Black Demon King's body fragrance."
The Lao-Chinese shaman who owned the shop was sweating profusely from the questioning, but he insisted that he only sold legitimate imported spices.
What could the German Ministry of Magic do? Of course, they continued to send people to investigate.
A day later, they reluctantly announced the results: the so-called "Dark Lord's body fragrance" was actually fake; the unique scent was mainly a mixture of three substances:
1. The shop owner had just opened a batch of Kalamandan Dream Musk that day. Because it was genuine and relatively new, the scent was sharp.
2. The antique shop next door is using a magical cleaner to treat a batch of 17th-century European alchemical discarded silver instruments that they just acquired. There are traces of metallic smell left on their surfaces.
3. A tourist from the UK accidentally spilled a bottle of perfume he was carrying, the ingredients of which were very similar to those of a certain potion master.
The wizards at the German Ministry of Magic were bewildered by the overwhelming amount of false information, and they had to verify it themselves.
They had just stepped out of Siam's Treasure Lane when news came from Siberia that a naked person had been seen jumping from an unidentified flying object.
The thought of Siberia, with its icy and snowy landscape, makes one shiver.
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The real Vincent actually stayed in England after returning from Newmontard, specifically at the Callum Science Centre.
The New Century Prometheus Reactor has been running for a full month. Although many minor problems have arisen, this combination of magic and science has undoubtedly been a success.
After discussions among hundreds of researchers, they decided to build a larger and more efficient reactor number two.
If all goes well, Oxfordshire's electricity supply for the next 100 years will be provided by Prometheus 2 for the new century.
However, this is a huge project. Even if the local government mobilizes a lot of manpower and resources, it will take at least six months just to replace the power lines throughout the county.
The reactor construction went smoothly, and at the end of November, Vincent left the science center where he had stayed for more than half a month.
He returned to MAST-MA, the base of MAST-MA.
The soldiers continued their high-intensity training as usual. After not seeing them for half a month, even Hunter's demeanor had changed somewhat.
"You finally decided to come out, kid." Hunter patted Vincent on the shoulder forcefully.
Vincent felt that his strength had increased a lot, whether it was his imagination or not. "Uncle Hunter, nothing happened while I was away, right?"
Hunter gestured toward the soldiers training downstairs, "What can happen? They're all full of energy."
The brief encounter with the Death Eaters made the soldiers realize just how big the gap was between them and wizards. Maxma was a special unit of the Muggle Army dedicated to dealing with magical affairs. The situations that required their deployment were usually those thorny problems that could only be solved by contacting the Ministry of Magic in the past.
As Vincent looked down at the soldiers struggling to push themselves to their physical limits, a bold idea suddenly popped into his head.
The final assessment of Maxma's troops was interrupted by the Death Eater attack, and now everyone is holding their breath, their original intensity in fighting the Dark Wizard is clearly insufficient.
Death Eaters... never mind, lest we alert them.
Small and medium-sized magical creatures are not dangerous enough, while dragons or giants would cause too much of a commotion.
Suddenly, Vincent's eyes lit up, and he reached out to gently touch the unhealable scar on his neck.
They were strong enough, extremely dangerous, and not too big. Plus, the day after tomorrow happens to be the night of the full moon, so we decided on them.
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