Chapter 1326 Changes in the World
While the mainstream media in the Muggle world uses cautious language, the images and tone they present are completely different from those in the wizarding world.
BBC Evening News Clip:
"The outbreaks of unexplained illnesses that occurred in multiple locations in London last night are now under control. The casualties are heartbreaking, but amidst the chaos, we witnessed extraordinary mutual assistance and some interventions that have not yet been officially explained."
Multiple videos from the scene show an unidentified young man alleviating or even reversing the severe symptoms of the injured through some kind of magical light.
Medical experts are currently unable to provide a reasonable explanation for this phenomenon. Authorities stated that the individual cooperated with the emergency response and played a positive role in controlling the situation.
A spokesperson for the Prime Minister's Office stated that a full investigation will be conducted into the cause of the incident, and expressed gratitude to all rescue workers, including the mysterious helper.
The Guardian's live coverage from Oxford Street:
"During the day, we witnessed a miracle that transcends conventional medical treatment. According to nearby shop owners, the young man was a local resident, but they declined to provide any further personal information."
At 113 Oxford Street, the Martini Café, which has undergone emergency renovations, has reopened.
Old Martini serves coffee to regulars while blurry news footage is playing on the television.
“That’s little Wayne,” he said to a few old neighbors gathered around the bar. “I watched him grow up. I haven’t seen him for a while, but he’s still the same as when he was a kid.”
A woman put down her coffee and chimed in, "My niece is over in Whitechapel; he also saved her. She said the light there is warm and comforting."
"Dark Lord!" The little boy ran in again during the day. He was wearing a white down jacket that almost dragged on the ground, which was clearly his mother's. "When I grow up, I want to be the Dark Lord too!"
The adults laughed, their smiles tinged with emotion.
They don't understand supernatural forces, but they believe in acts of kindness they witness firsthand.
Instead of providing a scientific explanation or leading to medieval witch hunts, the official response fostered a simple trust based on outcomes and a curiosity stemming from "difference."
The same event, two worlds, two completely different stories.
On one side is the Dark Lord who creates disasters, and on the other side is the hero who saves people.
The laughter in the Martini Café gradually subsided, but the simple trust and curiosity, like a pebble thrown into water, not only created ripples but also spread further afield.
Old Martini wiped the bar counter, looked at the blurry image playing on a loop on the TV, and said to his wife beside him, "The world has changed, Mary. Maybe there's always been a side of us that we didn't know about, but now it can't be hidden anymore."
His premonition was soon confirmed in an absurd yet realistic way.
Topics such as "superheroes," "real-life magicians," and "the government concealing the existence of superpowered individuals" spread rapidly in early internet forums, social chat rooms, and on the streets.
There will certainly be panic, but people are more curious, amazed, and excited and uneasy about the possibility that "the world may be bigger than we imagine."
This atmosphere fostered a group of "awakeners" and "whistleblowers." In just two days, dozens of people claiming to have "supernatural abilities" or "know the inside story" appeared in London and other British cities, and even around the world.
Some people perform clumsy "telekinesis" on the street, some offer expensive courses to teach "magic," and there are even a few self-proclaimed "energy healing masters" and "ancient spiritual practitioners," while others claim to belong to a "secret society that protects London."
These people's methods were clumsy and full of flaws, but in an atmosphere where information was not yet fully transparent, they did attract some skeptical Muggle people who were simply seeking psychological comfort.
Such chaos, of course, did not escape the eyes of the authorities. Under the coordination of Carlton, the head of MI6, MI5 and the police and other relevant departments operated efficiently.
Most of the show-offs were quickly identified: unemployed magic enthusiasts, bankrupt salesmen, down-on-their-luck college graduates...
Their "superpowers" proved no match for professional investigations and the simplest tests, and the police swiftly dealt with them on charges of fraud and disturbing public order.
Occasional media reports have made more and more Muggles aware of the changes in the world, and the government's continued silence has only confirmed this.
But behind the scenes, changes that are truly impacting the world are happening quietly.
The eighth basement level of St. Thomas' Hospital in central London.
Sir Sarah Chesterton, the UK's Chief Medical Officer, handed Vincent a bound book of medical records and analytical reports. "Mr. Wayne," she said, "medical progress often begins with inexplicable cases. My suggestion is that instead of trying to understand magic in a short time, we try to apply it. Under the premise of absolute confidentiality, we will provide a completely isolated medical research environment and a strict case control group, while you will be responsible for the guidance."
Vincent took the thick report, but instead of opening it, he put it into the Flamel Ring. "As we agreed before, I will provide some potions with relatively simple ingredients. You can try to analyze them or even replicate them."
Sir Sarah nodded. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Wayne. Even if only a portion of the effects can be replicated, I believe it will bring tremendous progress to the medical field."
As a representative of the medical collaboration project, she did not immediately seek to understand and master magic, but instead planned to transform the magical effects of magic into a solution within the Muggle healthcare system in a controllable manner.
The first specific item is Dictamnus dasycarpus, which is the most common ingredient in the magical world. Simply consuming it can heal superficial wounds, and its effects are even more pronounced when extracted into powder.
At the same time, at a heavily guarded army training base dozens of miles from London, newly promoted colonel Hunt stood behind the one-way glass of the observation room, watching a special selection taking place on the training field outside.
His feelings were complicated; he felt both proud and nervous.
A few days ago, the old men in the military publicly criticized him for establishing an unauthorized special operations unit without reporting it to the authorities, which was a serious violation of procedures. However, because of the special value shown by the Masma unit in the disaster, he was granted special approval by the highest level not to be punished. The Masma unit was given a formal establishment, and he himself was "promoted" to colonel.
However, this is just the beginning. He remains the commander of the Maxma Unit, and his first task after being promoted to colonel is to expand this special squad dedicated to dealing with magical matters from the current 50 members to a planned 200 members, or even more.
Thinking of his future responsibilities, Hunter's eyes hardened.
On the training field, a group of young recruits are undergoing preliminary physical fitness screening.
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