Chapter 386: The Moon Landing Plan

Denmark.

In Odense, the hometown of Hans Christian Andersen, within an old factory covered by mistletoe in the eyes of Muggles, several wizards helped an injured comrade onto a hospital bed.

This place is the Danish Wizarding Hospital, where a healer dressed in a green robe looked at them in surprise, "Gentlemen, did you fight with a dragon?"

"No, it's those damned British!" a Danish Auror with a large cut on his leg cursed loudly.

The healer frowned, "There is a Briton in front of you, sir! Please watch your language."

"Sorry, Mr. Smethwick," the Auror captain, Lennstrom, apologized to Hibercrat Smethwick, "We were just attacked by the British Ministry of Magic, many of our members were injured, his words were not directed at you."

"The British Ministry of Magic?" Upon hearing this, Hibercrat nodded, "They are now a bunch of robbers, you curse them well, I am ashamed to be a British wizard like them!"

Hibercrat Smethwick, formerly a healer at St. Mungo's Hospital.

After Murphy's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries opened, St. Mungo's business worsened until it finally closed two years ago. Hibercrat had to look for a new job. Given the small size of wizarding society and the few hospitals available, he had a hard time finding work until he landed a job at this Danish Wizarding Hospital.

Naturally, Hibercrat had no good impression of Murphy's Hospital or its backer, Murphy.

Hibercrat worked hard to treat everyone, but two wizards were too severely injured, and he couldn't save them; one died from a difficult-to-heal wound, and the other from unexplained suffocation.

"This is fate," he sighed, "They were just unlucky."

The Aurors mourned deeply, cursing the British wizards. Hibercrat roughly understood what had happened.

The British wizards actually came to Denmark to prevent the Danish Aurors from capturing someone?

Too arrogant!

That Murphy and his Ministry of Magic were indeed a bunch of robbers!

"Lennstrom!" At this moment, a plump wizard arrived at the hospital, followed by several worried wizards.

"I've heard what happened, how is everyone, anyone hurt?"

"Minister Sorensen," Lennstrom said with a heavy heart, "Two Aurors died."

"And the opponents?"

"We injured a few, but we don't know their casualties." The Auror captain gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing as he looked at the Minister of Magic, "Minister, we can't let this go, the British do not take us seriously at all! They have seriously violated the 'International Confederation of Wizards' Statute of Secrecy' and the 'Anti-War Decree'!"

"Don't worry, I will make those troublemakers pay!" Minister Sorensen assured.

"Minister, forgive my directness, but the British have already left the International Confederation of Wizards," the secretary said with a pained expression, "Other than declaring war, we might find it hard to affect them."

Declaring war... Minister Sorensen furrowed his brows.

British wizards outnumbered Danish ones significantly, not just in terms of Aurors but also in their newly established Watcher forces, and supposedly even recruiting Muggle soldiers to form some kind of Strategy Bureau. The British could field a number of wizards for combat that was more than ten times that of Denmark's.

Moreover, their leader was the one who defeated Dumbledore.

Minister Sorensen did not believe the Danish Ministry of Magic stood a chance of winning.

Unless...

"Minister!" Suddenly, a wizard burst in, "A French wizard wishes to see you."

...

"The actions of the British Ministry of Magic are intolerable! They dare to interfere with the normal law enforcement of other countries' Ministries of Magic! Extending their reach so far, do they still think they're the hegemon of old? This is unbearable!"

The French wizard sitting across from Sorensen spoke passionately, "We can no longer allow them to act so recklessly! Murphy's ambition to conquer the wizarding world is now clear, and what happened to the Danish Ministry of Magic is just the beginning. The French Ministry of Magic will not stand by idly."

"Minister Sorensen, if you're preparing to act against the British, the French Ministry of Magic will be your steadfast ally!"

"Not just us, Sweden, Norway, Italy, the Netherlands, many allies are on our side. The British are making enemies with all of Europe!"

Sorensen's face was expressionless, "What's your plan?"

The French wizard thought for a moment, not hiding anything, "That wizard taken by the British, Peterson, was it?"

"The British want to use him as a flag to attract opportunists. They cannot afford to let this flag fall."

"We could recapture Peterson, then set a trap..."

...

While Denmark was plotting against the British Ministry of Magic, Murphy was in the Soviet Union, visiting an aerospace laboratory.

"So, you're saying the central government has agreed to restart the moon landing plan?" Laboratory director Shahlin Popolov was overjoyed.

After the success of the American Apollo program, the Soviet N1 rocket, meant to rival Saturn V, repeatedly failed, forcing the Soviets to admit defeat and halt their moon landing efforts.

Now, this grand plan could finally be restarted?

"Whether it's magic metal or various magical artifacts, we need a large source of magic. The primordial substances on Earth have been almost completely mined, and the moon might be a solution to the magic shortage," Murphy explained.

In fact, this was one of the reasons the aerospace laboratory applied to restart the moon landing program.

However, Murphy had another reason for wanting to go to the moon: he needed to see for himself what was on the moon and what the deal was with those tens of thousands of tons of primordial substance.

If it turned out to be a living deity, Murphy wouldn't mind sending a few Big Ivans their way to give them a taste.

"Fantastic! Thank you! This is a most wise decision! Now is the best time to restart the moon landing program!" Shahlin danced with excitement.

For ease of access to the research institute and task arrangement, Murphy had Valeri arrange a title for him; he was now the youngest general in the Soviet Union.

The entire national science city's construction was nominally under his control.

"We now have the Seamless Extension Charm and Shrinking Charm, which can greatly reduce the rocket's load. Even for manned rockets, we can use the Levitation Charm to reduce weight."

"Just this alone is enough to increase our rocket's carrying capacity by more than tenfold, not to mention the Directional Charm can guide the flight path to some extent, and the Slowing Charm can significantly increase the landing success rate. Moreover, we've made many breakthroughs in materials, and our capabilities in computing and communication have massively improved."

"Now, going to the moon is much less difficult than it was forty years ago!"

"Even, if everything goes smoothly, we might be able to bring back some primordial substance with the return capsule."

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