This Hogwarts is not normal

Chapter 1129 Department of Mysteries

Before Bones could react, a large hole had appeared in the ceiling of the tenth courtroom, and all the spells she and several Wizengamot members cast were blocked by Pandora, who had turned back into a briefcase.

Vincent unfolded the briefcase and pulled it into a long strip around himself.

The circle that Pandora turned into was covered with cannon muzzles, and the dazzling spells could only hit the magic barrier it created that had no blind spots.

Vincent sat on the seat extending from the ring. He gently turned the handle, and the nozzle at the bottom of the seat slowly sprayed out high-temperature air.

The parchment on the table was blown everywhere by the air current. Rita, who was standing right below, even though her elegant hairstyle was blown messy, still faithfully broadcast everything that happened here to the outside world.

Pandora's sixth form is a small flying gunboat with both offensive and defensive capabilities. The gun muzzles on its rings can not only launch missiles, but also pure magical energy.

Vincent piloted it slowly upwards while locking onto the wizards who were still launching attacks.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The missiles that had been recast through alchemy were fired one by one from the muzzle, and neither the slowing spell nor the stilling spell had any effect.

Even if the outer shell of the missile is blown up, the clay inside will pose a rather tricky problem.

Gradually, the frequency of the spell's attacks became smaller and smaller, and the entire Tenth Courtroom seemed to be coated with a layer of sugar.

The flying gunship slowly carried Vincent up to the hole in the ceiling.

He mouthed "wait for me" to his friends and family below, then passed through the hole and arrived at the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor.

After Fudge issued the emergency order, the anti-Apparition spell was activated in the entire underground space of the Ministry of Magic, and it was obvious that the staff here would not welcome Vincent to go through the main entrance.

The elevator is at risk of being shut down and the stairs are too slow, so opening exits floor by floor is the most efficient way.

Vincent looked around. This was a huge circular room. The walls, floor and ceiling were all made of the same black basalt as the Tenth Courtroom.

This was his first time in the Department of Mysteries. The 12 black doors embedded in the wall were illuminated by blue candlelight that seemed about to go out at any time. It was both mysterious and weird, making people want to find out what was going on.

“Now that we’re here…” Vincent slowly drove the flying gunship towards the nearest door.

The Department of Mysteries is as mysterious as its name, and no one knows what the Unspoken people working here are researching.

But what is certain is that everything being studied in this place is extremely dangerous, otherwise there would be no need to use black basalt that can effectively resist magic on a large scale.

Vincent stopped in front of the door, thinking about how to get in.

Just then, a wizard with a pale and sad face walked out from the door on the other side.

He seemed unaware of the flying gunboat making bursts of noise. He pulled his messy long hair as he walked, probably troubled by some problem.

Vincent watched him quietly as he walked toward the hole in the floor.

A person of this age shouldn't fall.

Seeing that the wizard was about to miss a step, Vincent aimed at his back and pressed the switch to launch the grappling hook.

With a "pop", the wizard fell into the hole in the floor. Instead of falling down, he was suspended in the air.

He was so frightened that he danced with joy and kept shouting, "Ah - am I going to die? I don't want to fall to my death! Merlin, please save me..."

Vincent flipped the switch speechlessly to retract the grappling hook. "Calm down, you're safe."

The rescued wizard looked around, "Merlin!? Are you Merlin?"

Vincent twitched his lips, "I'm not Merlin."

"But there is no one here. If it's not Merlin's spirit, then what else could it be - ah! What is this?"

The wizard trotted over and looked at the flying gunship with shining eyes. "A Muggle jet engine? It was recast through alchemy? It's just that the noise is a little louder."

You can tell at a glance the power source of the flying gunboat, it's quite powerful.

"Merlin, what is this ring?"

"I'm not Merlin. This is a magical barrier generating device."

"What about the thing extending from the ring?"

"The muzzle from which the missiles were fired."

"It's amazing, it's a perfect work of art, Merlin, is it a fusion of Muggle technology and alchemy?"

"That's about right. Also, I'm not Merlin."

The wizard didn't seem to hear the second half of the sentence. He reached out and touched the muzzle of the cannon with an intoxicated look on his face. "Merlin, did you make this?"

With a "click", the door behind the two of them suddenly opened.

Vincent looked back and saw that they were other Ministry of Magic staff.

Judging from their unfriendly faces and the way they were holding wands, they were probably not here to do business at the Department of Mysteries.

"Vincent Wayne, you have nowhere to escape, put down your weapons and get off that weird flying device immediately!"

Vincent glared at the wizard who had put his face to the muzzle of the gun. He seriously suspected that this man was trying to delay time.

"I repeat again! Vincent Wayne, put down your weapons and get off that weird flying device immediately!"

The wizard jerked his head towards them. "This isn't some weird flying device! This is a masterpiece that combines Muggle technology and alchemy!"

"Broderick Bode?" the Ministry employee recognized him. "You... you are Wayne's hostage?"

"Hostage?" The wizard named Bode looked at Vincent, then at his colleagues holding wands opposite him. "What hostages? I almost fell down just now. If it wasn't for Merlin's appearance - eh? Why is there a hole in the floor all of a sudden?"

The staff of the Ministry of Magic were all stunned.

What Merlin's apparition? This kid must have gone crazy doing experiments and his brain has gone haywire.

"Wayne, do you think you can leave the Ministry of Magic safely by taking hostages? Give up resistance immediately! Our reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Vincent glared at Bode again. He felt that this man must have done it on purpose.

"Wayne?" Bode held the ring of the flying gunship and moved closer to Vincent. "You are not Merlin?"

"I've told you many times, I'm not Merlin."

Bode let go of her hand and fell to the ground with a look of disappointment. "No, then no. Thank you for saving me. By the way, are they here to arrest you?"

The expressions of the employees of the Ministry of Magic opposite were almost unable to hold back.

"Bode! Didn't you receive the emergency order issued by Minister Fudge?"

"Emergency order? What emergency order?"

"Wayne attempted to murder the Minister of Magic in public and has been classified as an extremely dangerous dark wizard."

"Ah!?" Bode jumped up in shock. "Are you kidding me? May-Wayne doesn't look like a bad guy."

Vincent was also a little overwhelmed. This wizard named Broderick Bode was either pretending to be crazy on purpose or he had a mental problem.

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