bookbashuk Chapter 146 Shocking Change
Chapter 146 Shocking Change
Chapter 146 Shocking Change
"Perhaps, the deeper a wizard's magical skill, the deeper their understanding and perception of magic. During their magical growth period, the greater the increase in magical power they will experience."
Ryan also felt that his magic power was rising too fast, to the point that the house-elf bracelet could now only provide the function of Apparition.
The black and gold armbands, which were originally highly anticipated, are now basically useless.
In the room, which had been transformed into a luxurious palace, several people talked for a while.
The main reason was that the Hogwarts senior members, represented by Dumbledore, launched a campaign to commend the Hogwarts youths, represented by Lane.
He praised these students profusely.
Also appearing in the background are ladies Julia and Nava, as well as the French and British magical Bournors making cameo appearances.
The Aurors held their knives and forks, unsure whether to eat or not.
They were completely bewildered when they heard these big shots discussing the magical growth period, and at one point even doubted whether they were fake wizards.
"There's no need to be so reserved. There's a big show to watch tonight," Ryan said, trying to comfort the Aurors who seemed a bit too stiff.
A grand drama?
What big show is it?
As if sensing their confusion, Ryan thoughtfully explained, "As everyone knows, I'm a prophet, so it's reasonable for me to see things in the future, isn't it?"
"Just like how I and Senior Lars came here specifically for this incident, and then we encountered the first accident, shouldn't we wait and see what the second accident will be?"
"We're all very curious about who this unbridled outlaw will be."
The Aurors were deeply moved. Ryan sensed that everyone who understood had tears welling up in their eyes, filled with emotion and gratitude.
It makes sense, considering there's an unbridled desperado here. A second incident similar to the information leak caused by the wizard casting a spell in public earlier could occur.
This is a walking achievement!
Amidst the Aurors' bloodshot eyes, Ryan felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Then, the head of the French Auerault office yelled, "Call for backup! Call for backup! Go back to the ministry and call for backup!"
"Report this to the Minister immediately! Mr. Lane Welsh's prediction mentions another violation of secrecy laws tonight!"
The voice was mournful and heartbreaking, but the only flaw was that it didn't sound excited or thrilled; instead, it sounded a bit fearful, shocked, and slightly desperate.
"Sir, there's absolutely no need for this reaction. We're all here," Ryan said.
"Excuse my boldness and insolence, but if we can't even handle this, then your Ministry of Magic combined is nothing more than a decoration."
The middle-aged man said to Ryan very seriously, "I know, and I can even say that without troubling you gentlemen, just from what you just showed, Mr. Wells, I can be sure that neither we nor our British colleagues are a match for you alone."
"However, reality is reality, and work is work. If I report it, then it's the minister's problem. If I don't report it, then it's my own business."
Ryan: He makes a lot of sense; he's a real "staff member."
After this little incident, the distance between everyone shortened, and they became a little more familiar with each other.
The time for celebration is always too short. In the blink of an eye, the city lights came on, and the bright lights of the buildings and the passing vehicles illuminated the Parisian night.
Ryan would occasionally turn his head to look out the window, searching for the composition angle and time of day and weather conditions given in the intelligence report.
"By the way, Mr. Ryan, I'd like to ask what your views on the world are?" Nava asked, having shown great enthusiasm for all sorts of common knowledge about the magical world all afternoon.
She chatted with everyone present, talking about this and that, trying her best to perfect her own imagination of the magical world.
Although the Aurors from both Ministries of Magic did not quite agree with this, they did not say much, as it was not their place to express their opinions on this matter.
After listening to everyone's praise of Ryan's prophecy all afternoon, she became very curious about how a prophet who could see the future viewed the world.
"At least for me, prophecy is just a glimpse into the future," Ryan said honestly, giving Nava an example, one from his perspective.
"I don't know how other prophets viewed prophecy. Take Hogwarts, for example. There was a Professor Sybil Trelawney who taught divination. Professor Trelawney was undoubtedly a true prophet, and her understanding of prophecy leaned to the idea that prophecies were destined to happen."
"Something destined to happen? It sounds a bit absolute." After hearing this, Nava suddenly thought of the three goddesses in Norse mythology who weave fate, everything is already predetermined, it is the twilight of the end.
This is actually the local prophet's understanding of prophecy—Lane said, "Well, different people have different opinions, and at least personally, I'm not convinced that prophecies are predetermined. So we're sitting here now, waiting to see what happens."
"Like helping Julia clean up the mess?"
Ryan nodded and looked out the window, and at that moment, Dumbledore and the others also looked out the window.
The light outside the window was like a bunch of neon lights that had been turned on, turning the whole area a bright red.
But there was no screaming from the crowd.
Because what people can most easily see are things left on the ground, such as werewolves at noon.
At that moment, everyone followed Ryan Dumbledore's gaze and looked out the window at the sky.
As my gaze swept past the Eiffel Tower, I saw that it was bathed in a faint crimson glow, upon which countless black dots shimmered.
A shadow loomed over France, as if pressing down on the bewildered outlaws.
Let the desperate criminals burn themselves out in despair, using all their strength to seek their own death like moths drawn to a flame.
"What is this?"
"bat?"
"Vampires!"
"Notify the brothers to prepare to apprehend the vampire who violated the secrecy law," the conscientious staff member stated.
These are all performance indicators.
Dumbledore gazed for a long time at the presence that cast a shadow in the sky.
Gail's face darkened, and it sounded as if crackling sounds from flames were echoing in the room.
And Lane discovered that from the moment he met Nicolas Flamel, the legend who had already bound himself to mythology, looked incredulous for the first time.
He himself found it hard to believe.
Because that shadow in the sky is neither scientific nor magical.
Throughout history, neither Muggle history nor wizarding history has ever recorded a bat with a diameter exceeding one hundred meters.
Even those fire dragons have this size!
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