Being able to make a deal with the Ministry of Magic was actually a bit unexpected for Lin Xuan. But it makes sense to think about it.

At this time, the Ministry of Magic was in a rather delicate state. The successive magical creature events have drastically reduced the credibility of the U.S. Ministry of Magic. And the delay in solving the problem made the International Magic Council even more dissatisfied. They have already threatened to send a delegation to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Once the international delegation arrives and the issue is not resolved, the president of the American Magical Council may face resignation. The president may be a very rigid person, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have political wisdom. Otherwise, it would not be possible to sit in this position. If there were other unexpected events at this time, such as a war at the New York Magic Headquarters, then her magical political career would be over.

Stabilizing Lin Xuan, and even wooing him in a certain degree, can be said to be the best choice for the chairman at the moment. As for the extent to which the magic exchange between the two sides can go, it depends on the abilities of both sides.

Lin Xuan, who had finished the Ministry of Magic, entered a short period of calm. He devoted the vast majority of his energy to teaching Cressden.

Silently powerful, it was beyond Lin Xuan's expectations. The negative personality derived from it is also unusually tenacious. Cresdon's positive and negative personality blends with an unexpectedly slow pace. Lin Xuan finally decided to forcibly speed up his progress. He is a time-traveler, and it is impossible for him to stay in a certain world and wait for the natural evolution of something.

In Lin Xuan's magic reserves, there weren't many spells that involved split personality, but Lin Xuan could solve this problem from another aspect.

"Kresdon, do you believe me?"

"Yes sir, you are a good man."

"Cresdon, I have to do something to you to solve your problem. It will be scary for you, but it will allow you to take control of your power very quickly, will you? ”

"Am I going to die?"

"Of course not."

"Well, I agree. I wish I could be like him. Cresden's voice was as cowardly as ever, but at least he said it with his head up.

Lin Xuan pointed at Cresden's forehead. Suddenly, the picture in front of me changed. Cresden only felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, surrounded by pure darkness, boundless, and in every direction there seemed to be a hidden and dark monster waiting for an opportunity.

This is Cresden's space for consciousness. Normal people can't enter their own sea of consciousness, and they can't even feel it. Cresdon's mental power is definitely enough, but he has always suppressed his strength, so he has never felt it. Now Lin Xuan forcibly helped him enter his sea of knowledge. Sure enough, all he saw was darkness and fear. Zhihai is not exactly a collection of people's inner emotions, but it will still accurately reflect a person's heart.

Cresden's heart was filled with darkness and fear, which was the root cause of his later path to no return. But now Lin Xuan needs him to face his heart.

In the endless darkness, Cresden finally saw something else. He tried his best to get closer, but when he got closer, he saw himself. Yes, a man who looked exactly like him floated in front of him, looking at him with the same astonishment. That is the embodiment of Cresden's dark consciousness. In the sea of knowledge, the positive and negative personalities will face each other without hindrance.

"Cresdon, if you want to get out of here, you have to beat them. Otherwise you will be forever plunged into this boundless darkness. Lin Xuan's words rang in the ears of the two Cresden. I don't know who it's for.

On the other hand, the Government's Special Investigation Unit has also made considerable progress. Only this time, the pot fell on Newt's head. The various magical creatures that escaped left Newt with a lot of headaches. An African venomhorn escaped his chest.

The poisonhorn is a large African beast of prey with a gray body and is very powerful. The poisonhorn can weigh up to a ton, and from a distance, people mistake it for a rhinoceros. Its skin is thick, and most spells are helpless against it. It has a large, sharp horn on its nose. Its tail resembles a long rope. Poisonhorns only give birth to their cubs once a year. Poisonhorns will only attack people if they are provoked. Once it attacks, the opponent will be in trouble. The horns of the poisonhorn are capable of piercing everything, from skin to metal. It has a deadly liquid in its horns that will cause any object infused with this venom to explode.

For the vast majority of wizards, poisonhorn fighters need magical creatures to stay away from. Newt uses his familiarity with the Poisonhorn to distract it by pretending to be another Poisonhorn of the opposite sex.

The poison horned beast in heat has a slightly lower IQ and is quickly tricked by Newt. Newt, however, was oblivious to his interaction with the poisonhorned beast, which was seen by a Special Investigation Agent.

Newt eventually subdues the Poisonhorn and is aware of his own exposure. As is customary, he uses Oblivion to settle the matter.

The glow of magic flashed, and the young agent froze on the spot. But what Newt didn't notice was a glimmer of light from a pentagram amulet around the agent's neck. After Newt left, the agent suddenly woke up. He took a deep breath and an incredible expression appeared on his face. Then he checked his camera again and walked away relieved.

Contact with government departments is just a back-up plan for Lin Xuan. At the beginning, Lin Xuan didn't think that he would be able to reach a consensus with the Magic Council, so he left a way out for himself. But under special circumstances, the contact with the Magic Council turned out to be unexpectedly smooth, so this backhand seemed dispensable. But Lin Xuan thought about it for a while, and after thinking about it, he decided to continue. It's just that the way is going to change.

Henry is a rich second generation in the eyes of ordinary people. His father was a newspaper mogul in the city, and his older brother was a political upstart who was about to become the youngest congressman in New York. He is the only one who has nothing to do all day long, indulging in all kinds of fantasies and cannot extricate himself.

Henry was a firm believer in magic, and he struggled to find evidence to convince his father. However, even when he found quite convincing evidence, his father didn't even bother to look at it. All his energy was focused on the election of his other son.

Once, disappointed, Henry returned home alone. He was going to open a bottle of wine to make himself forget what had happened today.

As winter approached, the fireplace had risen in the house. Henry, who was slightly drunk, vaguely saw that the flame of the fireplace seemed to have undergone some changes. He rubbed his eyes and looked closely. Yes, the flame changed, and the flame of the fireplace slowly rose, forming a flame gate. A vague figure stepped out of the flames. With a snap, Henry's glass fell to the ground and shattered. He stared dumbfounded at the figure that had emerged from the flames.

"Hello, Henry."