Felix took out a silver pocket watch from his jacket pocket, opened the cover and looked at the time.

"Horace, let your people arrange the transfer as soon as possible. To be honest, I'm not sure if there will be a big guy above us soon. It's hard to figure out what those people are thinking... To be honest, I don't like politics." He paused, "If there is real danger, I can probably give a one-minute advance warning."

Horace Greenstinch nodded in understanding. One minute is enough to do a lot of things.

A suitcase appeared in the air, and Felix handed the suitcase to Greenstinch. The latter looked surprised and asked tentatively: "I heard... Mr. Scamander had a very large suitcase when he was young?"

"Ah, the principle is the same. I asked Newt to identify it."

Horace Greenstinch's face suddenly showed a look of reminiscence. Since Seraphina Picquery, every chairman of the Magical Congress of the United States has been told to be wary of magical zoologists traveling around with suitcases when they take office.

He walked to the port with mixed feelings and sent a signal with his wand. The Aurors and staff of the Magical Congress of the United States arrived first, with incredible expressions on their faces, as if they had not woken up yet. They looked around in amazement. A young Auror stretched out his hand and passed his fingers through the lines of different depths without any obstruction. The original position should be a red old-fashioned fire hydrant with a mouse standing on it.

"I have only seen similar scenes in comic books." The Auror said absentmindedly.

Another wizard in knickerbockers looked cautiously in the direction of Felix and whispered with awe: "What do you think the world looks like in Mr. Hepp's eyes?" There

was a moment of silence.

"Maybe it's a book?" The young Auror chattered, "Maybe it's a comic book. Oh, it's too terrible, it's hard to imagine how he did it."

"Mr. Hepp should be able to beat Grindelwald, right?"

"I think it's feasible! At least Grindelwald can't do such a thing." The young Auror said excitedly, looking around with a pair of eyes fanatically and admiringly.

"But these two are both recognized great wizards." Another person said hesitantly.

"There will always be differences between the strong and the weak..."

At this time, Horace Greenstinch strode over with a box. He glanced at the person who was speaking and said, "Great wizards are not divided according to strength or weakness. At the very least, they are outstanding figures who far surpass their contemporaries in some aspect. All right, get to work."

Wizards continued to fall from the sky. These people brought their families with them, carrying large and small bags of luggage. Horace Greenstinch's mood became heavy, just like the Aurors present, but he could not say anything to keep them. They basically brought their children with them.

After today, the situation of American wizards may not continue to deteriorate, but there is no sign of improvement. The bloody scars will not heal so quickly, and the obstacle between the two is like a chasm. They will continue to hide their identities for a long time.

"President Greenstinch, all members of the Reform Association support your decision." Uriah said quietly and firmly, "We are the chosen generation."

Horace Greenstinch opened the box, and several Aurors leaned over to look. A long staircase extended downwards. Wizards from all over the country lined up silently. They will live in new residences arranged by the Federation and the Pan-Magic Union. The first choice is the country that has signed a contract with wizards.

Horace Greenstinch repeatedly reminded the wizard families passing by him, "There is plenty of food and water inside, and there are different scenery to see... It's like taking a train. There's nothing to worry about." The sky gradually brightened, and the long line became sparse, and only the staff were left. During this time, Felix stood in the distance and looked at this abstract city. The seawater was visible to the bottom, and the seaweed and algae remained floating in the waves. The fish outlined by simple lines seemed to be soaring in the sky, lifelike except that they were frozen by magic.

Finally, Horace Greenstinch came over and handed the box to Felix.

"There are nearly a thousand wizard families in here," he said carefully.

"They won't be hurt at all," Felix assured, "and there will be a chance to come back in the future," he comforted again.

"I know," Horace Greenstinch murmured. The identity information of wizards is not in the hands of the Muggle government, but it does not mean that wizards will move at will. If they have a choice, they still prefer to stay in a familiar environment unless they have to. The large-scale migration of wizards in the British wizarding world was when Voldemort was most unscrupulous.

After handing over the box, Horace Greenstinch breathed a sigh of relief, as if the long-standing pressure disappeared at once. For him, the next task was to hide the other wizards as much as possible. He was even in the mood to joke:

"I thought you would build a huge flying carpet, but you didn't expect to use a suitcase."

"Almost," Felix said seriously, "I told the reporters before that I would let them leave openly, and now it's only half done."

"What's the other half?" Horace Grimsteen asked curiously. He suddenly looked behind Felix, suspecting that there was something else hidden there, such as a flying carpet that could accommodate thousands of people as he said?

...

Beyond the long coastline, Felix, Grimsteen, Uriah and several curious Aurors stood in the air, secretly amazed. Under their feet was a field the size of half a Quidditch field, and it seemed to be a real field. They looked up and were very sure that they saw a pole with a ring in the thin air fifty feet high, a bit like the small plastic sticks used by children to blow soap bubbles.

"Hogwarts," Uriah whispered, and the others suddenly realized that this might be the opposite of the magic that enveloped New York Harbor. The former turned physical objects into virtual entities, but now it was just the opposite.

Horace Grimsteen was still immersed in shock.

An island, a floating island. Not to mention the huge amount of magic power required for this magic (after experiencing the previous situation, he thought it might not be a big deal for Hep), just considering how to maintain the magic effect for a long time is a huge problem. In his imagination, if all the members of the Magical Congress of the United States of America worked day and night to cast thousands of floating spells together, it would be possible to pull up an artificial island of several kilometers in radius, but such a huge spectacle could only last for a week or two at most, and he thought it was a bit flashy...

Maybe this is Hep's purpose?

Horace Grimsteen thought thoughtfully. It is indeed meaningful to cross a sea before the magic fails to show the power of wizards. Felix's body shook and appeared in the distance. There was a silver gleam in his eyes, magic symbols dotted around, and the deep-colored reflection of the magic book was reflected in his eyes

. He opened his mouth and recited the spell with difficulty.

In an instant, the sky light that was gradually brightening behind him seemed to be swallowed up, and a dark green hole appeared, as if someone had torn off the bright blue background during filming, revealing the dirty curtain behind. Felix exuded a mysterious aura. The background behind him was streaked with fine lightning-like lines, and then both the dark green background and the lightning traces began to sag and twist, and its shape became clearer and clearer. It was a giant snake, dark green was the color of its body, and lightning was the folds of its scales. After staying at the Black Lake for half a month, Felix's new Patronus was shown to the world for the first time. Its size reached an astonishing thousands of feet, and this was not its limit.

Felix found that he had never been as powerful as he was at this moment, close to the essence of magic, and almost as if his wish had come true.

He was still a great wizard, and he didn't think that his understanding of magic surpassed Dumbledore, but every cell in his body was conveying a thought to him: even if all the great wizards in history were tied together, they couldn't beat him now. He had gathered most of the magic power accumulated by the twelve top magic schools in the world, and these magic powers were collected in the Book of Runes and released through the brand-new Patronus.

Patronus...

Felix felt that calling him Patronus was a bit of an insult. This magic had completely changed under his continuous improvement. If you study it carefully, you will definitely be amazed at the knowledge contained in this magic, including Rowena Ravenclaw's memory nodes, memory magic, emotional magic, ancient magic, and the skills he had mastered not long ago to build a stable magic channel...

The giant snake merged into the sea like a swimming fish, without causing a single ripple.

After almost a few minutes, the entire sea surface began to tremble and boil, the water splashed, and the whirlpools overlapped like nesting dolls. The people present stared at the shadow under the sea, and the huge black shadow was approaching them. Finally, the shadow poked its head out. They were so shocked that they could not speak when they saw the huge snake head. It had grown several times bigger out of thin air. And unlike its previous elegant body, its head was covered with thick reefs, which made it look extremely hideous. From the gaps between the reefs, one could see the magic symbols glowing!

Finally, the giant snake jumped out of the water, like a piece of land rising suddenly. The hundreds of meters of waves were insignificant in front of it, just as big as a rough scale on its huge body.

It was impossible to imagine the shock brought by this giant snake. At least, it was not only Greenstinch and the surrounding Aurors who were frightened. When they came to their senses, the giant snake had coiled itself into a rough cone, with its huge head hanging down and its tail curled up, head and tail connected.

"Ice cream cone." A female Auror's eyes widened, "It's a bitten ice cream cone." The people around her couldn't help but gasp. A bearded Auror yelled at her, "Nonsense, it's obviously ouroboros, although it looks a bit strange..."

The others echoed in a low voice. They learned from the news that the great wizard once chose ouroboros as the symbol of his identity. This unique symbol is not uncommon in wizard history. If a wizard is famous enough in the future, the symbol he chose when he was young may become a family crest.

And there is one thing they didn't say, the name Ouroboros is much better than ice cream cone, even if the latter is more suitable in shape... Felix didn't do it on purpose. In order to make the magic channel pass through, this is the most labor-saving way.

These people approached quickly. When they used flying brooms and Apparition to land on the floating island that appeared almost out of thin air, they were shocked to find that the ground was full of salty seawater, the terrain was undulating, and it began to collapse and disintegrate visibly. A deep crack extended outward from Felix Hepp's feet and had spread hundreds of feet.

Everyone could see that something might go wrong.

Felix stood on a raised platform, probably on the flattest diamond-shaped scale when the snake raised its head, with an edge about ten feet long. He was motionless at the moment.

"Mr. Hep," Horace Grindinch called out urgently, when a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Don't disturb him." Horace Grindinch was startled. He would never forget that the owner of the voice had caused the wizard to expose the crisis and signed an unbreakable oath with Akinbad under the gaze of dozens of Ministers of Magic

. "Grindelwald!" He shouted in a lost voice.

He subconsciously raised his wand, his heart in turmoil, and the first thought that formed was: It's over, Grindelwald has seized the opportunity and is ready to attack Mr. Hep!

"Don't worry," Grindelwald said with a grin, "I'm here to help."

The dozen or so other wizards gathered around, and they heard Horace Grindelwald ask warily, "How can I trust you?" For a moment, they were confused about the situation. Grindelwald said nothing, but just raised his empty hand, and then everyone understood.

If Grindelwald was hostile, he would not stop to explain to them. Horace Grindelwald hesitated for a moment and made way. Grindelwald walked towards Felix slowly, and Grindelwald suddenly shouted behind him: "Grindelwald... Sir, we are wizards." Grindelwald paused slightly

and whispered, "You are right."

The group looked at Grindelwald and Felix standing side by side. He tilted his head slightly, as if he was talking to each other in a low voice. Although they could not hear what they said, the cracks that continued to extend outward from behind Mr. Hep stopped. They all had complicated feelings.

"Grindelwald..." One person whispered the name.

This scene was certainly created by Felix. He was in trouble before, but it was not because of a lack of magic power. His magic power was now terrifyingly sufficient. Instead, he built a stable magic channel on the basis of maintaining the floating island. The solution was also very simple. Separate an individual to split the original work into two. The difficulty will suddenly decrease.

However, when Felix was about to do this, he had an idea and thought that he could take this opportunity to solve the problem of the integration of the African magic world.

At this moment, Felix and his other self looked at each other.

"What do you think we should talk about?" "

God knows, just act intimate."

"That's right, anyway, it's to clear Grindelwald's name. The old man has done bad things all his life, but these have nothing to do with him recently..."

There was silence for a few seconds.

"Have you thought about it? This face will not appear again in the future..." said the man with Grindelwald's face carefully.

"Yes, I can afford it."

The sun was rising, and the golden light shone on the sea. Grindelwald's figure had disappeared, and only Felix was left. He looked at the sea with great confidence. The mist in the distance refracted into rainbows under the sunlight, which looked magnificent.

After experiencing the pain of difficult labor, the land under his feet shrank a circle, but it was more closely connected to each other, and it really looked like an island. Now the most basic magic channel has been built. With the magic power he invested, it can keep the island running for several years.

And there will definitely be many wizards living on the island in the future, which is enough to maintain the circulation and stability of magic.

But are those wizards considered his subjects? Probably not, he at most owns the floating island. Felix reluctantly imagined himself driving the floating island in the next few years, like a cleaner, salvaging reefs of suitable size from the ocean to expand the land.

In fact, there is no need to do it alone... Felix looked at Horace Grinding who was walking towards him with a smile on his face, but he had already thought of the slogan in his heart, "A place where magic and technology merge." He muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say, Felix?" Horace Grinding asked in astonishment.

"The purpose of this island under our feet." Felix said seriously, his thoughts continued to diverge, wizard cough, he actually has the ability to build an underwater city in the depths of the ocean, but this idea was shelved after he had been thinking about it for a while. The reason is similar to building a wizard base on the moon. Both practices will cause wizards and ordinary people to drift further and further away, which goes against Felix's original intention.

But it's not bad to secretly build a holiday spot in the Mariana Trench...

Thinking about it, Felix suddenly frowned and took out the sound transmission mirror from the ring. The photo of Akinbade was desperately hitting the frame.

"Babajide?"

"Felix? Thank God, I finally contacted you!"

"What happened?" Felix asked, and then he thought of something, "Didn't we discuss the whole plan? As a representative of the Federation, you will participate in the live broadcast and explain objectively from the perspective of wizards."

"The problem is that it is difficult for me to explain it clearly now. There are rumors outside that you plan to create a large meteorite to destroy the entire American continent!"

Felix was stunned.

"Who is this?" He said unhappily, "Tell those who spread the rumors that the International Confederation of Wizards and the Pan-Magic Alliance plan to hold a Christmas party to celebrate the escape of American wizards from their clutches."