Hogwarts Summoning Guide

Next, America will inevitably be embroiled in internal strife, and countless forces will be involved in this potentially earth-shattering upheaval. Bai Lin's presence in America will no longer hold much significance. Although there are still many cities he hasn't visited, he's not a tourist. He can wait until America and the East can coexist peacefully before he comes to visit.

After informing Yan Nishuang of America's situation, less than a day later, the Supreme Council notified Bai Lin to return home and opened a formal diplomatic channel for him, allowing him to return home in a dignified manner on a diplomatic plane.

Bai Lin wasn't too concerned about whether he could get on a private jet, since it would take a day and a night to fly, which was far less convenient than using the intercontinental air route network. But this was mainly to express an attitude: firstly, it was a recognition of Bai Lin by the Eastern high command, and secondly, it was a way of flexing their muscles to the American authorities.

So, despite being extremely reluctant, Bai Lin still had to say goodbye to Lulu. And just as reluctant, Elizabeth still "gave him face" by sending Bai Lin to the airport in a luxury car convoy to see him off.

Over the past two months, Bai Lin has discovered that Elizabeth has many strengths. Although she is still somewhat immature compared to himself, she has grown rapidly in this incident. Perhaps in the near future, she will lead the Witts family to even greater heights!

Incidentally, Bai Lin invited Filo to join his team, which would allow him to enter the habitat. "Zero" and Filo are two important figures Bai Lin left in America; both require protection, supervision, and checks and balances.

Although the diplomatic plane was not as luxurious as the cars of many billionaires, it was still very clean and tidy. The East never wanted to be inferior to others in terms of etiquette. As soon as Bai Lin entered the cabin, he saw familiar faces. Among the smiling young flight attendants, Nicole and Alex, the two underlings, were standing there.

"Greetings, Supervisor Bai..." After several months apart, Alex's Mandarin sounded much more fluent. He had grown a bit of stubble, and his hairstyle made him look more mature. It seemed his experience in Hong Kong had matured him considerably. He addressed Bai Lin by the title "Supervisor" bestowed upon him by the Supreme Council, a retro but impressive title nonetheless.

Nicole, on the other hand, continues to develop in the direction of "cute and adorable." The same crisis affects different people very differently. Some people become worried and sleepless after a period of peace, while others can face it with ease and do as they please. Some people will even go to the other extreme and just lie down and do whatever they want...

"Brother Bai! Starting today, we'll be your personal assistants!" Nicole blinked her big eyes and grinned as she approached Bai Lin. Bai Lin shrugged, indicating that it was up to him. The Supreme Council probably knew that he had some connections with them in Hong Kong, so they "thoughtfully" transferred the two of them to him.

Bai Lin nodded to them. Accompanying him were two Eastern diplomats, who seemed to have much to discuss with him along the way. The others tactfully made way for them, much to Bai Lin's annoyance. At that moment, he wished he had Lulu's social skills and tact. Rather than having him stand on the sidelines, he'd rather be sent to the front lines to risk his life…

The special plane gradually accelerated, and the pilot gently pulled the control stick, causing the plane to leave the runway and rise upwards, shooting into the sky like an arrow.

Bai Lin really wanted to relax in the massage chair, but the diplomat next to him had endless topics to discuss. He wanted to silence them, but the little humanity he had left prevented him from doing so.

About half an hour after the plane took off, Bai Lin suddenly felt a sudden hostility, as if he were being stared at by a pack of vicious wolves. He sat up abruptly, interrupting the two diplomats' incessant narration.

"Boom!..."

"Waaah—waaah—"

Bai Lin's vigilance was not unfounded. The plane seemed to have crashed into a dense layer of air, and its speed suddenly dropped. The cabin's public address system was then triggered, emitting a sharp alarm.

Except for Bai Lin, almost all the passengers on the plane were jolted by the shaking. Several flight attendants even fell quite hard. The diplomats, who had just been smiling and talking eloquently, suddenly turned ashen-faced. If it weren't for the composure of Eastern diplomats, they probably would have been screaming for help by now.

Bai Lin snorted coldly. He had already guessed the general situation. He had been active in America for several months and had even killed many of the Ministry of Magic's battle mages. Previously, the American authorities and the Ministry of Magic had not accurately grasped his whereabouts (in fact, Bai Lin had spread a lot of false information through Zero, and the Ministry of Magic's mage forces had repeatedly failed to find him). Now, a large-scale purge of the Yellow Seals was underway in America, and his identity had been made public. The Ministry of Magic did not dare to openly hunt down Bai Lin on its own territory, so it came up with this bad idea: to intercept their private plane on the high seas and then claim that it had encountered a plane crash, thus shirking all responsibility.

With a thought, Bai Lin appeared outside the private jet. Although the plane was still flying at at least 500 miles per hour, his feet were firmly planted on the top of the plane. All the oncoming air currents were pushed away by a layer of light purple chaotic force field, preventing him from being blown off the plane.

Bai Lin looked up and, to his horror, saw dozens of tiny black dots forming a complex array not far in front of the plane. Although the special plane had slowed down, it was clear that it couldn't avoid them. Bai Lin gritted his teeth, and with his will, countless pale purple hexagonal mirrors appeared around the plane, like a layer of armor, protecting the entire nose section.

Although he has achieved the fusion of the power of order, the most obvious improvement is in his mental strength. In terms of Eastern fantasy culture, he has already gained the ability of a terrestrial immortal. However, it is still not easy for him to use his mind to control a special plane weighing tens of tons to turn or descend. His strength may be sufficient, but if force is applied, the resulting stress will directly destroy the plane.

In less than ten seconds, the plane sped into the formation of the black dots (which were clearly visible as a group of wizards riding special flying brooms), as if it had passed through a very thin layer of mist and entered some kind of barrier.

Within this spatial rift surrounded by pure white clouds, Bai Lin felt no inertia. The plane seemed to have been paused, hovering in place within the spatial rift, as if a pair of giant, transparent hands were supporting it.

"Who goes there!" Bai Lin shouted sternly. He originally didn't want to talk nonsense and just wanted to start fighting. He wouldn't mind sending anyone who dared to stand in his way to Washington with a Shadow Arrow. However, he was still on a diplomatic plane in the East. He had to give the Supreme Council some face and make sure that everyone else on the plane understood what was going on.