Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Resurrection
Jacqueline, enraged and fearful, immediately demanded revenge on the Muggles.
She instantly destroyed a Muggle's helicopter and then continuously hurled fiery curses at the crowd.
A wizard capable of casting fiery curses and moving through illusions, when driven to madness, has considerable destructive power. However, it didn't take long for the Italian Ministry of Magic to catch wind of the situation, and they dispatched Aurors, forcing Jacqueline to flee.
This absurd power struggle finally came to an end.
But the problems facing the Italian Ministry of Magic were even more complicated: both the Muggle president and prime minister made it clear that they would not accept any attempts to cover up the facts. They demanded severe punishment for the perpetrator and placed all wizards under Muggle government surveillance.
A joke, really. Wizards nearly lost their lives, and now they were expected to help cover up the facts? Why should they?
It wasn't just the president or prime minister who were aware of the wizards' existence, but the entire Italian government had seen the wizards with their own eyes, knowing that individuals and organizations with the power to overthrow governments existed.
The previously stable power structure now seemed as precarious as a castle in the air. The entire official department reached a consensus with unprecedented speed: at all costs, this power must be controlled!
However, getting wizards to accept management by the Muggle government would mean the complete failure of the Wizarding Secrecy Act, placing their fate in the hands of Muggles, which the Ministry could not accept.
Without Muggle cooperation, it was very difficult for the wizards to smooth over the incident.
The Ministry tried several times to use memory charms on some individuals secretly but failed due to the Muggle government's high alert, further raising official vigilance. If it weren't for wizards constantly seeking channels for dialogue, and the Muggle government unsure of the wizards' strength, the wizards might have already been labeled as terrorists.
Meanwhile, due to Jacqueline's recklessness, too many Muggles witnessed wizards blowing up helicopters, casting fiery curses, and using illusions.
More terrifyingly, over a year ago, the "smartphone" had already been launched by Umbrella, and due to its unmatched performance, it became very popular worldwide. Many Muggles present owned smartphones, naturally capturing this shocking scene and uploading it to the internet.
Although the internet was not as developed as in later years, it had already grown significantly. The topic of "superhumans attacking the government" immediately exploded online. Without official censorship in Italy, it spread widely.
Even if the wizards wanted to use something like "Dementor's Venom" to erase the city's memories, it was already too late.
Soon, many official witnesses confirmed the event's authenticity, making topics like "superpowers," "superhumans," and "magic" the hottest terms in all major online media.
Naturally, Murphy, the creator of the internet, noticed this and immediately used a vast amount of computing power to start blocking the news, creating countless posts to debunk the rumors and precisely targeting anyone who had seen the reports.
He had done this more than once.
In fact, with the resurgence of magic, the frequency and impact of magical disasters were increasing. Almost every day, news of magical incidents emerged, and he had always been fighting them with his absolute control over the internet.
However, this time the incident was too big, and even he couldn't quell all the signs for a while.
At this moment, a voice bypassed the internet and spread through traditional media.
The Voice of America, CNN, ABC, Fox, and other American media, as well as major allied countries, including Italian media, began reporting on the attack. Similarly, various magical disaster events were also reported.
Murphy and Umbrella had built the internet, so he had almost absolute control over its information.
However, there was not enough time. The power of traditional media remained immense, beyond Murphy's control.
Under this widespread dissemination, the existence of magic was being exposed at a terrifying rate.
And Murphy sensed that trace of power not belonging to humans.
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Washington.
A Baptist pastor stood in a pool, baptizing the American president, William, again in front of tens of thousands of believers.
"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I now baptize you." The pastor held William's neck with one hand and placed the other on his forehead. "Do not fear, child. The Holy Spirit is with you. Pray devoutly to the Lord, and you shall be cleansed of old sins and resurrected with Christ."
"Will the Lord forgive all my sins?" William asked.
"Of course, my child, as long as you devoutly believe in Him."
"That's good." William smiled his usual smile, but he was indifferent.
Although a Baptist believer, his faith was not devout. He came here only to solve his problems.
Two months ago, due to a nosy reporter, his scandal with an intern was exposed, plummeting his approval ratings. Then, a pastor offered him an unexpected solution: let God forgive all his faults.
Initially, William didn't take it seriously, but as he learned that the number of devout believers was rapidly increasing nationwide due to frequent "miracles," realizing its influence was now greater than any voting bloc, he saw it as a viable solution.
By being baptized again, his past sins would be doctrinally erased, and there should be no further pursuit of his scandal.
"May the Lord forgive all your sins." The pastor made a cross over his chest and then gently pushed down on William's forehead.
William took a deep breath and was submerged in the water.
He patiently waited a few seconds. Usually, baptism was a symbolic ritual, and there was no problem coming up immediately. Still, he planned to fully play his part, as his chance to turn things around depended on those devout believers.
However, after a dozen seconds, William began to panic.
Wasn't this taking too long?
Why wasn't the pastor pulling him up?
After a few more seconds, planning to rise by himself, he felt the pastor's hand's strength.
He tried again, tapping the pastor's hand to indicate enough, he was almost out of breath.
But the pastor's hand pressing on him remained unmoved.
William panicked completely. What was happening? Was this man an assassin? Did he want to kill him?
He began to struggle, trying to pry the pastor's hand off, but it felt as if it were made of iron, unmoving no matter how hard he tried.
He desperately tried to reach above the water, hoping someone would see his struggle and save him.
But as his hand reached the water's surface, it couldn't break through, as if there was not air above but a layer of solid tempered glass.
William was terrified, struggling desperately underwater, trying to create splashes, but the surface remained calm, as if nothing happened.
The believers were puzzled by the long duration, but seeing the pastor praying nonchalantly, no one questioned it.
Underwater, a few fish convulsed suddenly, and several thin strands escaped from their eyes, then entered William's mouth and nose.
William convulsed violently for a few moments, then relaxed, floating up to the surface like a corpse.
The believers were puzzled, buzzing with speculation, but then William suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up.
He stood in the water, arms spread, palms towards the sky, head
slightly raised, showing a joyous smile of liberation.
"I have been resurrected." He smiled.
"Welcome back, my brother." The pastor made a cross on his chest.
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