This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Vincent is now very grateful that he has only seen one movie.

Otherwise, after seeing Voldemort's strength in the decisive battle, he might become a life-hungry master like him.

"Teacher, do you see other futures?"

Grindelwald shook his head slightly, "I just saw that what you are going to do in the future perfectly matches Albus and I's original ideas."

Since this is the beginning, it is not for wizards to rule Muggles.

As long as the fear caused by the unknown is not resolved, the next war will always break out between the two sides.

The abolition of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy is certain, but this is a hellish copy.

Just one Europe is enough to give you a headache. The Americas, Africa, Asia and Australia combined are as difficult as the third brother’s success in becoming a permanent member of the U.S. Senate.

Infiltration, lurking, espionage...

After dinner, Vincent had a general direction.

Grindelwald originally formed an army and planned to use absolute force to break the "Secrecy Act".

Later, he was too impatient and exposed the risk of deterring the stability of the magic world.

After failing to run for president of the International Federation of Wizards, he had no choice but to start a war when he was completely exposed.

So what about developing the army on the surface into high-ranking officials hiding in the secrets of the magical governments of various countries?

Just sing your own votes, this is something that even Mei Xizong has not achieved.

The general direction is there, and the most important thing at the moment is wandless casting.

Grindelwald did not add weapons, and the white humanoid was still in the same state as before.

Even so, Vincent still passed out after being hit a few more times.

This situation lasted for seven days.

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America on the other side of the Atlantic.

After a thorough search, the Aurors found only a few hairs.

As for the Wu Cui Party, there has been a very big gain.

With the help of a special team sent by SAS, a long-abandoned base in the New York sewers was discovered.

The reason I could find is quite ridiculous. It was actually because of some homeless people half a year ago.

They witnessed Victor enter a dead end and never come out again.

Brand, who is good at digging for details, directly removed the wall and discovered a symbol of the Deathly Hallows.

There are now Aurors inside and outside this base, and Bradley even went in to search personally.

When Randolph came over, it was basically empty.

"How's the situation?"

"Mr. Chairman, I can confirm that the vampire was here not long ago."

Bradley knelt down and looked at the footprints restored with the repair spell on the carpet.

"Although he had dusted it back, the finishing touches exposed him and a woman."

Perhaps because the probability of being discovered here was very low, Victor left after cleaning up the blood and wine glass.

"Madam?" Randolph looked down and saw several women's high-heeled shoes.

The most likely one is Vidal Rozier, who is under strict surveillance in France.

If this senior member of the Umbrella Party, who is still unmarried, was not the heir to the French Rozier family, he would probably be living in hiding like Victor.

"Minister Russell has said that she left France briefly. Is that the right time?"

"Exactly the same." There was a hint of shame on Bradley's face, "Mr. Chairman, we actually found out that the people here are the Muggle special forces called by Mr. Wayne."

Randolph was slightly surprised, "Is the work done?"

"It's alright. Although Mr. Wayne didn't say anything, I could feel that he was a little dissatisfied."

The Aurors had been tracking the Wiccan Party for half a century, but a group of members of the Muggle Special Forces found their traces.

If you erase the memory afterwards, anyone would feel unhappy.

"We rely too much on magic." Randolph had to admit the Muggles' merits.

This meticulousness cannot be compensated by experience.

Of course the Aurors had looked underground, but they had just cast the Muggle Repelling Charm when they appeared.

Let the witnesses go, again three times.

"They are like cockroaches. If you find one, there are countless of them."

Bradley frowned deeply, "Mr. Chairman, we can use this opportunity to thoroughly search all of North America."

"Do you think they have another purpose?"

"You know Vincent's cooperation with our office. If it goes well, we can save as little as one-third of our energy."

All coastal cities in the entire Pacific region have to face the threat of Fulakan coming out to dissipate heat.

With a sniper rifle reforged through alchemy, and bullets engraved with magic circuits, in the future, perhaps only one senior Auror would be needed at all times.

These saved staffing resources must be used for other things.

"Either threaten Sir Dumbledore, or make it difficult for us."

According to Victor's character, there is a high probability that this will be the idea.

Randolph did not remain silent for long, "Leave some to defend, and the rest to go outside."

Bradley strode out of the base full of fighting spirit.

More than half a century has passed, and finally we can see a glimmer of hope for the collapse of the Wu Cui Party.

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Victor, outside Nurmengard Castle, was in despair at this moment.

"Mr. Brad, don't you like the taste?"

Victor's thin lips trembled a little.

The plate of pasta with bright red sauce in front of you was cooked by Vincent himself.

He was careless at the time, not expecting retaliation, so he casually said that he liked red food.

As luck would have it, the mithril suitcase contained a small pepper with a preservation spell.

It is shaped like an eggplant and is no more than 6 cm long.

It's called Habanero pepper and has a spiciness level of 100,000 to 350,000.

Vincent was still a human being, at least he had diluted the sauce.

Victor rolled up half the plate of spaghetti on his fork and put it into his mouth quite gracefully.

It's really spicy, but not as spicy as expected.

Just when he was planning to arrange eel jelly tomorrow, Vincent took out a small red bottle with a smile.

Even through the red lid, he felt that his nose was very uncomfortable.

"Mr. Brad, would you like more sauce?"

Without saying a word, Victor rolled up the remaining half of the plate of pasta.

This speed is much faster than the white humanoid made with magic on the top floor.

Vincent shivered inexplicably.

In seven days, he was finally able to barely keep up with his reactions.

It's a pity that after so many days, he has never been able to use magic in danger.

The progress of wandless spellcasting came to a halt, and Grindelwald let him out for some air.

"Mr. Brad, are you not planning to return to America?"

"Our base has been discovered." Victor's expression was slightly helpless.

"Your father called in some Muggle special forces and found one of them hiding in the sewers."

"You can feel it from this far away?"

"I'm still arrogant. I only deployed remote monitoring magic but not related anti-intrusion magic."

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