This Hogwarts isn't normal.

On the surface, there are only a few hangars at the Royal Air Force Base Brize Norton, but the core hangars are often built in some inconspicuous places.

The jeep came to an area that looked like a dormitory.

There were many soldiers in training, and there were also civilian employees who came out for a walk and rest.

Hunter, who was driving, found that no one noticed their arrival, and he slightly stepped on the accelerator with a nervous mood.

When the jeep passed by a group of soldiers who were running with weights, he closed his eyes nervously.

"Uncle Hunter, there is a turn ahead."

Hearing Vincent's reminder, Hunter opened his eyes and turned the steering wheel sharply.

It was a close call, and he almost hit the dormitory building.

But he was more fortunate that no one really found them.

Visually completely hidden, even the noisy engine sound can be covered.

Magic is really amazing!

No wonder Prime Minister Churchill abolished the "Witchcraft Act". If the wizards are ruthless, they can definitely assassinate politicians from various countries silently.

Hunter's courage gradually grew.

He stepped on the accelerator of the jeep and drove wildly in the dormitory area of ​​the air force base.

Eric in the back seat looked down at his watch again.

It was 3:20 in the afternoon, more than two hours left.

He raised his hand and slapped Hunter on the back of his head, "Are you a child? Hurry up and do my job!"

Hunter slowed down with a depressed look on his face, "No problem, you are the boss now, you have the final say."

The jeep turned back to the dormitory area, drove to the soldiers' training ground, and finally stopped in front of a warehouse beside the runway.

"We are here."

There are no guards or cameras, so it will not attract attention.

Just when Vincent thought there was a different world in the warehouse, Hunter stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground on the left side of the warehouse.

"The entrance is here. Once it is opened, the relevant security protocol will be activated. With my authority, I can unlock it, but the relevant records will be uploaded to the computer."

Vincent came to the entrance and squatted down, and the powerful magic power instantly penetrated in.

"Uncle Hunter, we can go in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hole that was expanding in the ground in front of him suddenly appeared, revealing the steps below.

"Uh..." Hunter stared at him as he walked down.

Eric patted his shoulder lightly, "What's the fuss? The more amazing things are still behind."

The two walked down one after another, and under the bright lights, they could see a long staircase.

Vincent, who was walking in front, stopped in front of an elevator.

This also requires permission, but it's not too troublesome.

Magic can interfere with the operation of electronic equipment. As long as the control of mana is fine enough, it can affect it without stopping the operation of the equipment.

This is not difficult for Vincent, who has been portraying magic circuits for a long time, and he can even control electronic equipment for a short time.

When Eric and Hunter arrived, the elevator door had been opened.

The three walked into the elevator without saying a word.

"Uncle Hunter, are there soldiers guarding downstairs?"

"No, this is a hangar for improvement and experiments, with only some researchers."

The elevator slowly sank into the ground, and a particularly huge space could be seen the moment the door opened.

There are separate areas inside, each with a fighter jet of different appearance, and there are many complex machines around them.

There are not many researchers, only about ten in total.

Hunter walked in front, "EF-2000 is not developed here, our Air Force got the prototype."

Vincent looked at the fighter jets under development curiously, "Uncle Hunter, are they all new fighter jets developed by the Air Force alone?"

"Not entirely, a considerable number of them are active fighter jets in other countries. The researchers here are responsible for reverse research in addition to developing new technologies."

Advantages should be learned, and disadvantages should be improved.

Not only politics, but also military affairs are full of intrigues.

History has long proved that closed-door development is completely unfeasible, and no country or organization can always maintain its dominant position.

Vincent silently retracted his gaze and quietly followed Hunter.

The three soon came to a fighter jet with a delta wing and canard layout.

The EF in EF-2000 refers to Eurofighter, and 2000 is the expected delivery year of its production model.

The aircraft adopts a canard-type delta-wing tailless layout, and the rectangular air intake is located under the fuselage.

In addition to the canard, the fuselage, wings, ventral fins, rudders and other parts are all made of carbon fiber composite materials.

It has strong maneuverability and agility in the air, and has the ability to take off and land in a short distance. The extensive use of composite materials even gives it partial stealth capabilities.

Vincent passed a researcher who was debugging and looked carefully at the EF-2000 in front of him.

Carbon fiber composite materials, glass fiber reinforced plastics, aluminum-lithium alloys, titanium alloys, aluminum alloys...

Composite materials account for about 40%, worthy of being an advanced fourth-generation and a half fighter.

Eric and Hunter did not step forward.

It was not because they were worried about being discovered by the researcher who walked away inexplicably, but because they both knew clearly that Vincent was not simply visiting.

A magical scene appeared.

The entire fighter seemed to be disassembled bit by bit by countless invisible hands, and what was even more magical was that those parts were actually suspended in the air.

First, the special screws for fixing, then the composite shell, and then the densely packed pipelines.

They are all neatly arranged in mid-air, as if held up by countless invisible hands.

Even the two most sophisticated RB199-122 afterburning turbofan engines were dismantled, and the high-performance aviation kerosene in the fuel tank also floated up drop by drop against gravity.

Hunter's breathing became more and more rapid, "What is he doing? If this thing can't be put back to its original state, the old men in the military will kill me."

"Don't worry." Eric looked disapproving, "My son is Nicolas Flamel's apprentice. He is tinkering with metal or machinery all day long. I have never seen him fail to restore anything."

"Who? Nico what?"

"Nicholas Flamel."

Hunter suddenly became excited, "14th century French alchemist? The one who created the Philosopher's Stone?"

Eric patted him on the back calmly, "Yes."

Hunter was trembling from being patted, but he did not react at all, just staring at the countless parts suspended in the air.

After a long time, he finally said a sentence: "What exactly are wizards?"

Eric thought about it seriously, "According to my son's original words, the so-called magical blood of wizards refers to the extraordinary blood obtained by their ancestors through magic experiments or intermarriage with magical intelligent life forms such as giants and veela. Most of us ordinary people do not have enough magic in our blood to awaken and become wizards."

"Wait a minute - giant? Veela?"

"My son's school has a half-blood giant professor, and he also said that he met a half-blood veela last year."

Hunter crashed again.

The existence of wizards is shocking enough, and giants and veela actually exist?

"What about giant...dragons?"

"Yes, I have seen one with my own eyes."

Driven by strong curiosity, Hunter suddenly had a crazy idea in his heart.

He wanted to see the world of magic!

No matter what method he used!

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