"Sir, your Margaret."
White held the cocktail in his hand and placed it on the guest table in the corner of the second floor.
"It looks like you're very used to working here."
One of the guests sitting at this table joked.
White looked at him with some doubts. He was wearing a large trench coat and a very thick and wide hat on his head. From the angle from top to bottom, his face could not be seen clearly.
But then, he raised his hand and lifted the hat slightly.
White opened his eyes, suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Professor!"
Yes, this person is Albus.
"How does it feel?" Ibbs said.
"Take me away quickly." White lowered his voice and said, "Those people never took their eyes off me. They were really staring at me and it made me crazy. I guess they didn't even look at their own wives like this."
He looked down from the corner of his eye, "They are still staring at me."
Albus chuckled twice.
"That's not funny, Professor," White said.
"I'm actually a little worried about putting you here." Albus said, "After all, these members of the Witch Party are a group of people who question the rules set by Merlin and then gather together.
Whether they still held Merlin in awe, no one knew. "
"At least they were quite scared," White said. "And they were very afraid of Mr. Semmerer. Their voices trembled when they talked to him."
Albus's eyes narrowed, "It seems like something interesting happened."
"Isn't today election time?" White said.
Albus nodded, "This is the day."
"Then you are still here?" White said anxiously, "If it weren't for you, no one would be able to match Gaiward's prestige."
"Don't worry, am I taking you with me?" he said.
"But their people are everywhere here," White said. "I don't dare to let Hansen out, for fear that he will be caught and threaten me through him."
Albus nodded, "It is indeed a problem."
He looked at the two people sitting opposite him. White also looked over and saw them slowly raising their heads.
These two people actually looked exactly like me and Hansen!
They lifted their clothes to reveal the same clothes as him, the uniforms of Merlin's Tavern.
"Polyjuice Potion," said Albus. "Where's Hansen?"
White looked downstairs. The members of the Witch Party were still staring at him, but because of the angle, they could not see the two people who looked the same as them sitting opposite Albus.
He looked over to Hansen, who was serving a beer to a couple.
Hansen seemed to have noticed his gaze, and after finishing the work at hand, he walked up to the second floor and came to White's side.
"What's the matter, White?"
Before White could answer, Hansen saw Albus sitting next to White.
"you"
But before he could finish his words, Albus stood up and while holding White down, he also grabbed Hansen's shoulders.
A magical magic gradually enveloped their bodies, and White felt that the world in front of him turned into a black and white color, and they seemed to have entered another dimension.
No one around him noticed this at all.
The next moment, the two people who looked exactly like White and Hansen made a move.
They instantly took off their clothes, revealing the work clothes underneath, and at the same time jumped from the second floor to the first floor very quickly.
Before the witch party members on the first floor could react, they quickly opened the door and ran out.
The whole process happened very suddenly, but George and others reacted very quickly, and they all chased away without any hesitation.
Ibbs grabbed White's shoulders and Hansen's shoulders at the same time, turned into a cloud of smoke and rushed out directly with the group of people.
However, they did not use apparation. The opponent was guarding against their apparation, so they were very sensitive to this, so they walked quickly through the lanes of the imperial capital.
"What do they do?" White asked.
"There are a total of twelve people serving as bait." Albus said as he walked. "They are all people from the Magic Association. Among them is your brother Hughes, which should distract some firepower."
Their pace was fast, walking through the hazy morning fog, and the beautiful street scene was swallowed up by the thick fog just for a moment.
White didn't know where they were going, and their trust in Albus allowed them to quickly follow his footsteps.
Soon they reached a row of residential streets and stopped in front of a house.
"This is my parents' house," Albus said.
He opened the door to the house.
"Xu~"
With a clear horse's roar, a majestic horse walked out from behind the door.
White and Hansen both opened their eyes slightly.
To be precise, this thing is not a living thing, but a mechanical life. Its entire body is made of metal, and its surface is as smooth as high-density metal, like a mirror.
But its movements and gestures are no different from those of a real horse. Its breathing and every time it raises its head have a breath of life.
White had never seen a "creature" like this.
"It's called Steve," Albus said. "I borrowed it from Professor Stark."
"Professor Stark?" White whispered absentmindedly, "Perhaps only gods can possess this kind of ability to create things."
"There's no time for shock yet," Albus said. "Get on your horse."
"What about you?" White said.
"I sit on the broom," he said.
White then placed the box on the ground, opened the box and opened the mezzanine, revealing the stairs leading to the space inside the box.
He put his fingers in his mouth and whistled.
The space inside the box immediately responded with an eagle cry.
Under the gaze of Albus and others, a huge eagle head appeared at the exit. Looking inside the box through the early morning light, the monster's body was obviously much larger than the box, making people worried about whether it could Come out successfully.
But obviously, this worry is unnecessary.
After the monster tried to get out, its body twisted under some kind of force, and it easily flew out of the box and landed next to White. It was the gryphon that White had fed before.
White turned over and jumped on its back without any hesitation.
After a moment of silence, Albus also jumped on Steve, taking Hansen with him.
The metal war horse opened its pair of pure mithril wings, and its smooth surface shimmered in the sunlight, like angel wings.
Tony doesn't actually ride this horse very often. It's usually kept on a plain on his property, where many mechanical creatures are raised.
With a slight beat of its wings, the horse quickly rushed into the sky with Ibbs and Hansen.
The griffin that White was riding also quickly followed behind them.
They flew towards the west. They were going to Denali Mountain in Alaska, where the headquarters of the Magic Association was located and where the election began.
The gryphon and the artificial horse were both very fast, and the raging wind was hitting them so hard that they couldn't even open their eyes, and it was even difficult to breathe.
Hansen, who was sitting behind Ibbs, had a clearer view because Ibbs blocked part of the wind in front of him.
He saw behind them, a group of magicians wearing magic robes and riding magic broomsticks, following them closely.
"Professor," Hansen said, "There's someone behind us!"
Of course Albus saw it too, and he murmured in a low voice, "His prophecy is really troublesome."
He lay behind the artificial horse's neck to minimize the air resistance and reduce the impact of the strong wind on him.
At the same time, he raised his hand, and magic surged around him.
At that moment, the surrounding white clouds suddenly turned into dark clouds, with countless thunder and lightning surging in them, lightning and thunder.
The magicians following behind him obviously realized something, and quickly raised their wands, preparing to attack Albus first.
But the next moment.
"boom!"
A bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from the clouds, hitting the leading magician who was about to use magic, knocking him off his broom.
Then, thunder and lightning flashed one after another in the surrounding clouds, and the magicians behind them were shot down one after another, and the pursuers behind them were quickly cleared.
This is a textbook-level weather spell. Only those with extremely strong control over magic can control the manic thunder and lightning so accurately to hit the target of their choice.
In the entire magical world, if people like Tony are not included, Albus and Gayward are the two most powerful magicians in the magical world.
Similarly, if Gaiward hadn't arrived in person, it would have been impossible for these ordinary magicians to keep Albus behind.
The artificial horse accelerated again, and the griffin followed closely behind.
Although the space in White's box is not small, it is still a bit restrictive for the griffin who belongs to the sky.
It was obviously very excited to enter such a vast sky for a while, and even compared its speed with the artificial man.
White could only lower his head and grasp the griffin's hair tightly. Countless strong winds hit his clothes and flew around, and cut across his cheek like a knife, causing burning pain.
Fortunately, their suffering did not last long.
Soon, they arrived near Denali Mountain.
This is the middle section of the Alaska Range. It is 6,193 meters above sea level and is the highest peak in North America. In the language of the Alaska Native Eskimos, "Denali" means "peak."
On a piece of snow-covered land on the top of the mountain, a huge neoclassical-style building stood there, like a church or a school.
That is the headquarters of the Magic Association, and outside the headquarters, there are some buildings, all of which are ordinary two-story houses.
These houses are occupied by the staff of the Magic Association. At the same time, this is also the second magic gathering point besides Sky Island.
Although the Magic Association is built in such a mountainous area, under normal circumstances, there are entrances to this place from all over the world, using a unique space technology.
A lot of people have gathered here now, and the voting session is about to begin. Many members of the magic world are here, but of course, not all of them are here.
Some members of the magical world are unwilling to participate in this kind of struggle and choose to protect themselves wisely.
White and others stopped at the foot of the mountain.
Hansen pulled off the horse and retched in a corner. Unfortunately, they didn't eat any breakfast, so they didn't vomit anything.
White put the gryphon and the artificial horse back into his box.
He looked around and noticed many eyes looking this way. He came to Albus's side and whispered, "Professor, it seems that Gayward did not bring Hydra."
"Don't take it lightly," Albus said.
After a while, Albus raised his head and looked into the distance. A group of people wearing magic robes were flying towards here on their own flying props.
A group of people fell beside White and others. Judging from their clothes, they should be the law enforcers of the Magic Association.
White recognized Hughes, but his current condition was not very good. There was nothing on his right shoulder, and blood was pouring out from the fracture. He was covering his arm tightly, his face was painful, but he was still alive. He gritted his teeth to keep from making any sound.
The law enforcers from the surrounding Magic Association were busy trying to stop his bleeding.
Albus pushed away the crowd and stepped forward and stretched out his hand to him. Under the surging magic power, Hughes' bleeding was quickly stopped.
"Where's his arm?" White stepped forward and asked.
"I don't know," the law enforcer said, "but it probably fell into the deep sea, and it should have become food for fish schools by now."
"I was careless." Hughes covered his shoulders and said with an ugly expression, "I originally thought that I had gotten rid of the enemy, but I didn't expect that there was another one who had been ambushing in the clouds."
Albus looked around. There were a total of twelve magicians disguised as White and Hansen, but less than ten came here to gather, and the remaining few people didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
He patted Hughes on the shoulder in silence, "When you go back, let Professor Stark make you a new arm. It will be more useful than your original one."
After speaking, he slowly raised his head and looked at the Magic Association headquarters above. On the platform outside the headquarters, Gayward was sitting on a chair with the other candidates.
He seemed to have noticed something, and slowly turned his head to look down. They met each other's eyes from a distance of nearly a thousand meters...
(End of chapter)
