Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 382 Aerial Support, Celestial Incantation

Ashdown Forest, Sussex.

In a swampy area of ​​this ancient forest, several Aurors were casting a dispelling spell, attempting to drive away the thick fog that shrouded the swamp in front of them.

But their spells had little effect; at most, the thick fog would be pushed back by the spells by ten meters before it would come back again.

"Perhaps we should set this place on fire," said one of the Aurors, "and burn it down."

"Do you want to burn the whole forest down?" Selica Wood, now the deputy director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, glared at him. "Everyone, prepare for a coordinated operation. Let's try the Curse of Annihilation one more time..."

Just then, a bolt of lightning appeared behind them, and then Selika saw the figure she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Serica, it's been a long time," Murphy said.

"Murphy...sir." For some reason, Celica added a respectful title at the end, and she seemed timid and hesitant, like a small animal that had encountered its natural enemy.

The members of the Disaster Management Division's action team were all stunned. Was this still the same tigress-like Lady Celica?

Although Deputy Director Selica is petite and has a cute face, everyone in the Ministry of Magic knows that she is the tough person who dared to confront Director Fudge and even locked herself in the bathroom to cry.

Moreover, she has been a well-known workaholic since joining the Disaster Management Department. She handles all kinds of cases decisively and efficiently, and never hesitates to use the Obliteration Charm. It is said that the Muggles whose memories have been erased by her could stretch from the Ministry of Magic to Diagon Alley.

Because of her violent personality, this deputy director, despite being beautiful, rich, and a typical "rich, beautiful, and successful woman," has never been pursued by anyone.

But she actually has this side to her?

Murphy raised an eyebrow.

grown ups?

Is this too formal?

He reached out, ready to pat her head and remind her of the good old days, but seeing so many of her subordinates still there, he didn't want to embarrass her, so he awkwardly withdrew his hand.

Thinking about it carefully, I haven't really been in contact with them for the past two years, so it's normal that we've become estranged.

But before he could lower his hand, Selica cupped it again.

She looked up, her eyes sparkling just like they had years ago. "What brings you here?"

"Ahem, on official business," Murphy patted the other person's hand, indicating that there were many people watching, "Someone told me there's been a magical disaster here, what happened?"

Selica reluctantly let go of Murphy's hand, and it took her a while to regain some composure, though her face was still flushed with excitement. "Several Muggles have gone missing here, and we've detected unusual magical fluctuations nearby."

"This was originally our job, but the special training team was training a new batch of people, so they took on the task. We didn't expect that once they went in, they wouldn't be able to get out. A group of Aurors who went in to search also got stuck."

The Special Training Group is a department recently established by the Ministry of Magic. The reason for this was that Murphy felt that while ordinary Aurors or Watchmen had good individual combat abilities, they lacked tactical skills and experience in coordinated combat, and were unable to organize large-scale combat teams.

In Murphy's predictions about the future, large-scale wars between wizards were a possibility. Therefore, he specifically sought out werewolf mercenaries and Muggle officers who were already aware of the existence of the magical world to conduct tactical training for the wizards.

These trained wizards form the special training group, and Murphy will later organize them into a special wizard legion.

A lone wizard on the battlefield may not be much more effective than a Muggle soldier wielding a submachine gun, but if wizards are grouped together and their magic is combined, their role becomes entirely different.

"Is it because of this fog?" Murphy walked to the edge of the fog and sensed it.

This fog is different from the spirit fog that appeared at Hogwarts, but it still has a strong magical barrier effect. However, it is not enough to stop him now.

He closed his eyes and sensed that a magical satellite was passing through the area. His consciousness connected to the satellite via radar lines, and then he beckoned to Selika, drawing her to his side.

"Close your eyes, Selica."

The latter obediently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with anticipation and nervousness, but Murphy simply tapped her forehead.

"Alright, I've updated your mind network permissions. You can now apply to use Starlink satellite capabilities."

"Try calling on Lucas and having her use the Celestial Spell to create a hurricane to disperse the thick fog in this area."

Murphy could certainly do this himself, but since he had no shortage of computing power at the moment, he preferred to distribute similar permissions through the mind network, since there was no need for him to handle such a small matter.

"Luc... Lucas?" Celica was a little confused.

But immediately a voice rang in her mind, "Number 31, Selica Wood, this is Lucas. Is there anything I need?"

Selica had no idea who Lucas was, and rarely communicated directly with anyone other than Murphy through the mind network. The fact that she had such high access to talk to him directly through the mind network without his permission meant that whoever this "Lucas" was, he must be someone Murphy trusted immensely.

And, does she sound like a girl?

"Miss Lucas, please cast a celestial spell on the fog in front of me to create a hurricane to disperse the thick fog. This is Lord Murphy's order." She added as a final sentence.

"Received. Starlink network permission request confirmed. Command generated. Satellite at designated location," Lucas's voice said in his mind. "Please retreat to a safe distance. Celestial magic activation countdown: 10, 9, 8..."

"Murphy... countdown..." Celica was very nervous, wondering if she had messed up.

"It's alright, she was just reminding us that it's just a tornado. If it's not in the center of the spell, it won't have much of an impact."

"4, 3, 2, 1".

The countdown in Serica's mind suddenly stopped, and the next instant, a beam of light lit up the air.

"Celestial magic activated."

As Lucas spoke, a gentle breeze blew by, swirling up a few withered leaves.

Just as Selica was wondering if the spell had taken effect, a thunderous roar sounded, and in the sky, the clouds spun like a giant millstone, flashing with lightning. A jet-black tornado, like a black snake, spiraled down with terrifying power.

Before it even landed, it stirred up a fierce wind in the forest.

The next moment, the black snake connected with the swirling wind on the ground carrying countless withered branches and leaves, and a tornado that stretched from the sky to the ground was formed. Its unparalleled wind force swept everything away, sucking out the white mist from the forest like a whale sucking up water.

A minute later, the tornado dissipated, and Serika looked at the devastated forest before her, speechless for a moment.

"From now on, if you encounter any difficult situations during missions, you can directly call Lucas and use similar power to solve the problem," Murphy said. "Now that the obstacle has been removed, take your people and set off to see what exactly is causing this trouble."

(End of this chapter)