The biggest city of Greece, Athens, as well as the heart for all wizards living in Greece. And there are two reasons for this.
The first is simple, the magical government resides in this city. However, the second reason is a bit complicated. Greece has always been a very mysterious place with ancient history, and it happens to be the birthplace to some of the most dangerous creatures, including manticores, basilisks, chimaeras, three-headed dogs, hydras, cyclops, cockatrices and many others. Thanks to that, Greece became of the most popular hunting grounds of magical creatures in the world and gave birth to an organization that specializes in hunting of especially dangerous creatures.
This organization existed since ancient times and was successful in completely wiping out some of these extremely dangerous creatures. Its name was "Κυνηγοί τεράτων" or "Monster Hunters". Throughout the centuries this group changed its name multiple times, but its goal remained the same. Extermination of monsters.
Although, such an institute wasn't unique to Greece, "Κυνηγοί τεράτων" remains to be the most renown one in the world. That's why despite the small number of wizards in Greece, most of them are extremely powerful, all with their own inheritances.
And that's exactly the second reason. The headquarters of this organization is located in Athens, which makes it a center of trade in all sorts of ingredients gathered from the most dangerous of magical creatures and the best place to visit if you are looking for a specific creature.
With these 2 organizations in town, its defense was nothing to scoff at and no one in the right mind would think about attacking this city.
However, today is different. Today, the magical community of Athens will know the definition of terror.
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One of the destination points of the portkey-system in Greece was set to be inside the Hunters HQ. Its underground floor to be precise. Of course, the whole room was enchanted to check if a person "porting" belonged to the organization. However, for the first time in the last few centuries, somebody unauthorized tried to breach into the building and surprisingly these enhancements were not enough to stop the intruder.
A couple of senior wizards entered the room and took our wands waiting for an unknown assailant to breach the enchantments. The youngest of them suddenly asked in Greek:
"Shouldn't we stop him or something?"
But two other elder wizards harshly rebuked him:
"And how would you do that? These are working enchantments! Even Merlin wouldn't be audacious enough to mess with enchantments while they are working."
"Of course, you can try pouring your magic into enchantments. That is if you think you have more magic power than this whole building's enchantments gathered in the last few decades."
The young wizard embarrassed after the rebuke quickly quietened down and stop asking questions.
"Plus these enchantments are symbolic. They are there to tell whoever 'ports' here without proper rights, that this place belongs to us, hunters and they better scram fast. But even if "porting" enchantments are symbolic, he should know that there will be other defensive enchantments as well as hunter wizards."
"So, who do you think is dumb enough to barge into our HQ?"
"No idea, but whoever he is, he is persistent."
Soon somebody appeared and wizards got panicked a little at first, thinking assailant was a magical creature.
'He had no face!'
This was the first thought appearing in these wizards' minds, but soon they recollected themselves and pointed their wands at the stranger. Speaking of the stranger. It was a male based on his build. On his face was a mask that covered his whole head, including the neck. It was so nicely crafted that its surface looked exactly like pale skin. But compared to a real face it lacked all features other than holes for eyes.
But even his eyes looked somewhat intimidating. With how the mask was crafted, the whites of his eyes were faded in the background and only black irises were visible.
He wore a dark cloak on top of him, with a dark leather vest underneath it and similar leather pants, boots and gloves. Dark clothes and white mask created a very unnatural vibe around the stranger. He didn't feel human.
Despite all that, these wizards were weathered hunters who fought many dangerous monsters across the world. One of them shouted:
"Who are you and why are you barging into the ..."
But wizard didn't finish his question, because the assailant marched straight towards them, ignoring all their questions.
All wizards frowned at this show of disrespect, and soon the oldest of them said:
"Attack"
Soon a myriad of spells was cast and blinding radiance filled the room, but soon paleness overcame faces of the wizards in the room. Spells coming at the stranger were akin to a punch from a kid. They didn't even faze him. The only reaction they got from the man in the mask, was him brushing imaginary dust from clothes.
"Continue! Don't stop. Coordinate the attacks!"
Then ignoring all the charms hitting him, he slowly raised his hand up in the air and made a grasping motion and pulling his hand back.
*Woosh*
All the wands left the hands of their masters only to appear hovering around the stranger. Soon, he reached both of his hands to grasp a wand. With a wand in each hand, he made the most theatrical move imaginable, quickly spreading his hands apart akin to kapellmeister, cutting the air.
*Swish*
And yet, the effect of the move was tremendous with all the wizards flying back as if hit by a train, only to hit the walls and ceilings. Looking at the force of the push, at the very least they should have lost consciousness.
Hearing the clamor happening on the underground floor, more wizards came running, only to see a strange person exiting from the port-destination room, with a wand in each hand. Quick-witted half of the newcomers instantly understood what happened and took out their wands to attack the stranger, but...
*Swish*
He waved the wands once, and all of them repeated the fate of the previous group of wizards. Like a terminator, he continued his march through the building's floors, unstoppable.
Of course, not all wizards can be so easily defeated, but the strongest wizards in Athens were currently on the meeting concerning the attack on Patras by the unknown magical creature in the form of the eagle. Moreover, due to such exposure of magical danger to muggles, the best wizards of Greece had to travel to Patras to mitigate the situation and help with obliviating of population. After all charming, the whole city is no small accomplishment. And obviously, one of the greatest wizards in Greece and current leader of the "Κυνηγοί τεράτων" couldn't have missed such an occasion. Plus as the leader of Monster Hunters, he was called to help with identifying the monster and creating some countermeasures to fight that creature.
Unfortunately, upon arriving in Patras, the strongest wizards of the country learned something completely incomprehensible. Somebody robbed the magical community of this city clean and this made the whole case much more complicated. Because not only did they have to deal with muggles in the city, but also with wizards who lost everything valuable they owned and demanded compensation from the Ministry. However, this was only the beginning of the bad news.
A few hours later, when the leader of the hunters' guild was informed of the situation in the capital, he nearly puked blood from anger and anguish.
The current Minister of Magic in Greece was surprised seeing his old friend all flushed, barely standing and clutching at his heart. What can excite this calm hunter to this level?
"What happened, old friend? What got you so fired up?"
"There was an attack on our guild's HQ!"
"What!? Which group dares to attack the capital of Greece?!"
Then a person who initially informed his guild leader about the attack gave a detail that astounded everyone around.
"It's not a group. It's a single man..."