Special Containment Procedures Foundation ...... Trainee Investigator?

Irina Ivanovich's eyes flickered slightly, this name may be just an unknown name for other wizards, but for a "remnant" like her from the former Soviet Union, it is too familiar.

A month ago, it was this vast and mysterious organization that fell from the sky and changed her future.

On the Hyperion, she stood behind Elena Kaslana and witnessed the Russian Ministry of Magic, the International Federation of Wizards, the American Magical Congress, and the American Goblins...... How these formidable magical officials dissolved into the red spell in the sky, and lost their memories with almost no fighting back.

And the "wizarding organization" that defeated the Aurors of the magic department mostly wore similar metal badges on their chests.

As for their identity......

Irina Ivanovich subconsciously turned her head and looked at the Ravenclaw table not far away.

At the end of the long table, Elena sat quietly, but before she knew it, in addition to Luna Lovegood, the other freshmen who had just joined Ravenclaw also picked up their plates and sat down beside her.

Sure enough, this is what is called...... Light?

Irina's eyes froze for a moment, and her thoughts drifted away, remembering the night a few days ago.

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When: two days ago

Location: Outside St. Petersburg

"Is this what you rely on to fight the International Confederation of Wizards?"

Irina Ivanovich's pupils shrank, and she looked at the light curtain in front of Elena, "A new wizard army? inherited Grindelwald's will, lurked on this basis, and expanded dozens of times the huge power?"

In front of them, a rectangular light curtain of secret hemp was spliced together.

The heads of hundreds of witches and wizards appeared on the light curtain, waiting for Elena to give instructions, and on the chest of each of them, a silver glittering emblem, judging by the note in the upper right corner of each light curtain, they were all on board at this time.

"Prepare, disarm the spell, stun the spell, alternately saturate the salvo three rounds......"

Elena waved her hand nonchalantly, her fingers tapping in the air.

With the girl's magic, an invisible ripple spread throughout the bridge in an instant, and then the light guide channels of all the "launch pads" opened, revealing a groove just enough to fit a wand into it—as if it had evolved hundreds of times in advance, the wizards skillfully drew their wands, placed them in the grooves, and began to chant incantations.

Deep in the groove were several modified six-barreled Gatling guns.

However, the original bomb feed entrance has now been temporarily replaced with a large magic concave lens, where spells from all directions are gathered, refracted and reflected, and poured down the barrel of the cannon.

The crimson rain of light fell from the sky—

"After the saturation shooting is over, clear the battlefield as originally planned, and it's over—"

Elena glanced at the sporadic counterattacks below, whispered calmly, and quickly closed the light curtain.

Due to Newt and Dumbledore's delays, there were not too many members of the Russian Ministry of Magic who arrived on the battlefield at this time, most of them were elite Aurors from the American Magical Congress, and a small number of American Gringotts goblins.

In fact, from the moment Newt Scamander joined, the ending was completely out of suspense.

The plan was very simple, erase the memories of all the hostile members present, and let these officials go to battle the air.

After a half-year-long "Ulyanovsk Rescue Plan", the Oblivion Charm can be said to be one of the most familiar and proficient spells of this group of wizards, and there is no need for Elena to spend extra energy to worry about it.

At this time, Elena finally had time to slowly taste the immaturity of the demon king's adjutant.

"You just said ...... Military? No, they were never soldiers. ”

Elena raised the corners of her mouth and patted the empty space of the chair lightly, motioning for Irina to sit beside her.

Then, she drew her wand and waved it in the air.

The light curtain that had appeared in front of the two of them just now reappeared, only this time the number of people was obviously much smaller, and all of them were still photos and archives, rather than the real-time command of the HMS Hyperion's bridge as before.

Kurt Mayr, owner and bartender at Salzburg's 'Salt Tree Bar'. ”

"Bill Weasley, spell solver at Gringotts Wizarding Bank Egypt. ”

Gilderoy Lockhart is a best-selling author and freelance journalist. ”

"Frank ......"

As if chatting, Elena pointed to the pictures on the screen and introduced them one by one with great interest.

"Of course, they now have another status, members of the Special Containment Procedures Foundation - except that they hold different positions within the Foundation based on their status, abilities, and personal wishes, non-profit and unpaid positions. ”

"Special Containment Procedures Foundation?"

Irina Ivanovich repeated with some curiosity.

However, before her words fell, the light curtain in front of her flickered, and a series of textured three-dimensional English that seemed to emerge from the abyss appeared in front of her one after another, finally forming a huge emblem.

"That's right, as you can see, it's not a force organization......"

Elena shrugged her shoulders and looked at the emblem in front of her pointedly, her tone complicated.

"If one day, you sit in this position, I hope you must remember that the most powerful force in the world will never come from violent organizations with the purpose of destruction - only these sparks gathered by ordinary people can completely light up the vast dark night sky above the heads of mankind, and power can never be above the 'ordinary people'. ”

"But how are we going to bring them together if we don't show strength?"

Irina Ivanovich said, with a hint of confusion in her voice.

The rain of magical light had gradually stopped, and it had become incredibly quiet below, except for the sporadic magical light, the area shrouded by the Hyperion was like a quiet cemetery, exuding a hint of awe-inspiring coldness.

The officials of the Ministry of Magic and the members of the International Confederation of Wizards who had broken into her house, snatched her grandfather's wand, and put him under house arrest in the wood-wood hut at the back of the house, did not put up any decent resistance—the forces and powers that had once seemed like the world to Irina were as vulnerable at this moment as if she had been locked in her bedroom by her father.

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Chapter 1!