The Muggle-Repelling Charm is not a combat spell, nor is it a particularly powerful one, but its function is irreplaceable by any strong spell.
Before this charm emerged, wizards lived in constant danger; their enemies were the church during that era, which often mobilized the power of Muggles against wizards.
Muggles themselves are not terrifying; what is truly frightening is the sheer number of them—backed by the church, which would use Muggles as cannon fodder, always forcing wizards to scurry about.
To avoid the crowds, wizards often lived in dark forests, leading precarious lives.
Those who could not endure would be caught the moment they emerged, facing scorn and various insults before being sent to the stake, burned alive in the flames, all in the name of "purification!"
Speaking of this history brings tears to wizards' eyes; it is a bloody chapter that they prefer not to mention.
The films Muggles make about wizards are based on this dark period of history.
Living like savages forced wizards into many uncharted territories, where they faced numerous dangers, leading to the invention of many spells, including the Muggle-Repelling Charm.
The Muggle-Repelling Charm didn't come from nowhere; it was created by wizards in response to specific environments and their extraordinary wisdom.
—For more details, please refer to *The Origins of Spells*.
The "black hole" before them could prevent people from seeing inside without disturbing wizards, bearing effects akin to the Muggle-Repelling Charm, fitting perfectly within the context of its creation.
Such environments have nearly been discovered by wizards; they rarely appeared anymore, so to see something similar now in the form of a "black hole" surprised Zhao Lun.
He wanted to go inside and take a look.
"Be careful!"
"It's dangerous to recklessly enter an unfamiliar place."
"Look at these railings; aren't they starting to rust?"
Monica pulled him back, preventing him from entering.
Indeed, the metal railings showed signs of corrosion, and the surface had developed rust; the barbed wire seemed to be covered in dust, indicating it had been there for quite some time.
"Have we checked it out?"
Since Monica was concerned, Zhao Lun decided against entering and turned to leave.
The air here was truly terrible; even masks offered little protection.
"I'll come back once I'm prepared!"
"Initially, we threw in some rats to test it."
"Those rats could survive for three days outside."
"Inside, some would die immediately; others lasted two days, and a few made it to three days, while some seemed unaffected—either disappearing or dying before we even sent them in."
Monica continued as they walked out.
The outside world felt like a different realm; upon exiting, the fresh air alleviated their nausea.
"Ah! The air is so refreshing here."
Everyone removed their masks, breathing in the fresh air deeply.
The air inside had been so foul that wearing masks hardly helped; they had nearly been holding their breath.
"Has this 'black hole' not expanded outward?"
Penelope looked nervously at the lifeless black hill, expressing her concerns.
"Since this situation arose, we've been monitoring it. So far, the 'black hole' has been expanding, albeit at a slow pace."
"It certainly doesn't look promising."
Despite her reassurances about safety, Monica appeared unusually serious, making Zhao Lun feel that something was off.
Not wanting to dwell on this further, Zhao Lun headed back to the estate; the air was too polluted, and he needed to wash up to feel clean again; otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable.
Spotting a nearby house, Zhao Lun walked in to take a break for now.
"Why didn't you write to me about such a big issue?"
"Things happened so suddenly. At first, it seemed there was no danger. By the time we noticed the odd situation, the boss was on leave. Instead of writing to you, it was better to wait for the boss to resolve it."
Lately, they had been too busy to write frequently; when they did, the letters were primarily about work, lacking much personal touch.
"What about the cats Maria bought? They weren't all killed by the rats, were they…?"
"Yes, they were."
"They were able to do that? Didn't the people in the estate take care of the situation?"
Zhao Lun began to doubt the effectiveness of the recently improved defenses in the estate. He realized that these vulnerabilities needed to be patched up, and some new features needed to be added to enhance the feng shui.
"After we sent the rats to the lab, we confirmed they were important experimental materials. Even though we haven't completely cleared them out, it's no longer a major issue."
"Even at night, they don't dare come out anymore."
These rats had become increasingly cunning; without the help of the detectors, capturing them would have been nearly impossible.
Speaking of the dangers of rats, not only do they spread diseases, but they also gnaw and destroy property, causing significant financial losses.
Now, the estate was under tighter surveillance; even rats trying to burrow underground couldn't escape the detectors' watch. No longer did they see rampant little rats scurrying about the estate, alleviating concerns over property damage.
"That's good."
Zhao Lun opened the door and entered a bathroom to take a bath while the others chose different ones.
When Zhao Lun emerged, the others had yet to come out. He didn't mind and headed toward the old house.
The sun was setting in the sky, painting half the horizon with a warm glow. As the colors faded, the sounds of chirping filled the air as birds returned to their nests, creating a magnificent spectacle.
The weary birds avoided their vicinity, flocking away, and as all the silhouettes disappeared, dusk blanketed the earth, and the sounds of crickets and other insects began to echo from the grass.
The estate felt particularly tranquil.
Inside, as the sky darkened, the lights gradually brightened, merging into the night.
"Alan, dinner is ready."
"Alright, I'll be there shortly."
Returning home, no one disturbed him until dinner time called for him.
The day passed, and a new day arrived. After breakfast, it was time to familiarize himself with the changes in the outside world.
This country remained as safe as ever; there was no need to worry about the turmoil of war. Although the company faced some setbacks, everything was within anticipation. With their plans in place, minor obstacles within the rules no longer posed a threat.
Within the confines of those rules, there was no violence; everything revolved around money. As long as the right path was found, dealing with matters became quite convenient.
Their surroundings remained safe; as long as troubles didn't encroach upon them, it was all secure.
The development plans for this year had already been decided last year and were currently being promoted. There wasn't much that required his decision-making, allowing him to finish quickly.
Since the beginning of the year, the town had been peaceful.
The bounty hunter guild was thriving, and tales about it began circulating among the populace.
"There's no discrimination here; it's all about strength. As long as you're willing to work hard, you'll get what you want…"
"Want an exciting life? We can help you achieve that…"
With various promotions, the guild's membership continued to grow. After seeing some items, many patients demonstrated patience, taking on tasks to enhance their levels.
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