Chapter 395: The Ministry of Magic is About to Fall

Time pause, entering a 100-fold time flow, this is a proper level 9 magic and god-slaying skill in the games Murphy played before crossing.

Time reversal, the basic function of the Time-Turner, but it can be used in a designated area and range, so it can heal without injury, equivalent to Orihime Inoue's Sōten Kisshun.

Time loop, which is actually the repeated operation of the Time-Turner, can be used as a control skill to keep the enemy permanently controlled in a certain state.

Three abilities, each one is more bug-like than the last.

As long as the other party doesn't have similar abilities or special cracking methods, encountering this kind of magic, they can basically only surrender.

But compared to applying the power of time to battle, Murphy is actually more concerned about the possibility of its application in a wider field.

For example, can a time accelerator be placed on some equipment to make some machines work at 100 times the speed?

In this way, even if an attosecond laser hasn't been made, physicists can observe the movement of electrons, thereby advancing human cognition of the microscopic scale to the electronic level.

Or it can increase the objective computing rate of supercomputers by another 100 times without counting the loss.

Or it can conduct various research and development and production of materials and potions at 100 times the speed, etc.

This is a technology that can literally fast-forward humanity to the future.

Or can a time loop be used to make an infinite iterative calculation like a bug, and get the answer to any solvable problem in an instant?

But Murphy feels that this will likely become a situation similar to the "Lock Opening Spell," still limited within certain rules.

However, the strong versatility of time magic is also a trouble.

If someone wants to take off the Time-Turner installed on the machine and use it for themselves, it will become a factor of social instability.

Wanting to let it only exert benign effects while avoiding negative effects requires a lot of thinking and practical verification.

In fact, it is not just time magic that has this problem. The application of various magic spells faces similar dilemmas to varying degrees.

Murphy thought for a while and established a long-term sociological research project through Pioneer, specifically used to study how to use the power of magic more reasonably and effectively.

But before large-scale application, the use of time magic within a small range should be controllable. With this thing, many ongoing research projects can be accelerated.

For example, the ongoing Human Genome Project should be able to produce results in a few days.

Just thinking about these, a report from Rasim came through Murphy's psychic network. "Master, Peterson has been kidnapped."

Denmark.

Odense, Millennium Forest.

In the ancient forest, several wizards suddenly appeared with a distortion of space.

Among the sturdy male wizards with two small mustaches in the lead, he was still holding a small male wizard by the collar. After recovering from the slight dizziness, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Captain, we succeeded!" A young Danish Auror shouted excitedly. "Did you see the faces of that group of British people? They were almost scared silly!"

Linstrom also showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then he picked up the small male wizard. "Peterson, you cunning traitor! Did you think that by defecting to Murphy, you could escape punishment?!"

"Hu, hum, only three Aurors are protecting you," another Auror mocked. "It seems the British didn't take you seriously either."

"Pe, Peterson..." Peterson showed a smile that was uglier than crying. "I was forced to do it. I just wanted to survive... please, don't take me back... I'll give you money, I'll give you money..."

He said, grabbing a large handful of gold Galleons from his pocket. "Give it to you, all my money can be given to you, please, don't take me back, they will kill me..."

He said, suddenly stuffing the gold coins into Linstrom's hand, and then grabbed a large handful from his pocket and stuffed it to another Auror. "Also, there is more here..."

Looking at the handful of glittering Galleons in his hand, the Aurors were all somewhat shocked.

This handful was equivalent to their monthly salary, not enough to make them waver, but the other party's casual attitude as if taking out two pieces of fruit candy shocked them somewhat.

This guy just defected, and he doesn't take money as money anymore?

How much did Murphy give him?

But soon, this shock turned into a kind of resentment, the instinctive resentment of a wage earner who works hard to earn blood and sweat money against a capitalist who lies down and counts money.

"Who the hell wants your stinking money!" An Auror threw those Galleons onto Peterson's face.

"You can count them yourself in prison!"

Just then, those gold coins that fell on the ground suddenly made a light sound at the same time.

Immediately after, there was another "ding" sound, this time the sound was much louder than before.

The next moment, the vibration sound of those gold coins formed a person's voice: "Warning! The Wizards' Union has the right to protect any Union citizen! Kidnapping a Union citizen is equivalent to being an enemy of the Wizards' Union! It will be severely sanctioned! Warning to the kidnappers! Release the hostages immediately! Compensate for losses and apologize! Otherwise, the Wizards' Union will use all means to protect the safety of citizens' lives and property!"

"Warning..."

Linstrom kicked those gold coins away, and the vibration sound immediately became smaller.

"Go! Take him back!"

Southeast of Odense, Kattegat Strait.

Underwater, one hundred meters.

A strangely shaped palace stood on the seabed.

This is the Danish Wizard Prison.

The palace once belonged to a merman kingdom, but later, because of an accident, the merman kingdom launched a rebellion against wizards, but they were quickly suppressed, and then they were driven out of here by wizards, and their palace also became a place to hold wizard criminals.

At this moment, deep in the palace, in a room that looked no different from the outside world.

An Auror came to two wizards who were waiting. "Report to the Minister, the operation went smoothly. The criminal Peterson has been captured and is being brought here."

"Great!" A French wizard with a square face smiled and nodded, raised the red wine on the table, and clinked glasses with Sorensen opposite.

Sorensen looked more nervous than him. "I only have a dozen Aurors here. When will your wizards arrive?"

"They are ready. If a fight breaks out, they can come to reinforce at any time," the French wizard smiled. "Don't worry, our Aurors are experienced in battle and are all experts. This time, fully eighty Aurors from various countries have been sent, and even the United States has sent five people. As long as they dare to come, we won't let them go back!"

Just then, an Auror suddenly broke in, his young face full of fear and panic. "Mi, Minister!"

"What's wrong?" Sorensen was startled. "What happened?"

"In the department... in the department... the British have broken into the department!"

"Captain Linstrom is not here, no one can stop them..."

Sorensen was shocked and stood up at once. "What did you say?!"

"The Ministry of Magic is about to fall!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 396 =====