I swung a sword at Hogwarts

“If this is how it’s done here, is it the same in other countries?”

A huge web of conspiracy is unfolding before John.

It’s easy to say for one country, but there are middle-aged people like this who cooperate with wizards in many countries?

They agreed to start stealing weapons on the same day?

And those weapons... where will they appear?

...

Chapter 662: Castle in the Sky, Qilin

The light of dawn breaks through the ancient walls of the Kingdom of Bhutan.

A night of struggle, silent smoke of gunpowder.

No one seemed to know what happened last night.

Theodore leaned against the wall, his flaking skin forming bloody scabs.

He looked in silence at the supporters who had reappeared.

They were laughing and talking, and no one knew how tragic yesterday was.

There was a burnt mark the size of a human head on the back of Oxer's clothes. He had a hard time yesterday and almost died.

Between the two of them, a tall figure lay there quietly.

The rolling pin-like wand was still tightly held, but the hook that was often used had broken off.

The execution ground is dead.

This tall man who seemed to have many stories, ultimately did not tell any.

His hook was blown off by the explosive curse, and the deadly green light made him unable to speak anymore.

This is the cruelty of battle.

"There is no such thing as an immortal," Oxer looked at Theodore and said, "What we do is to live on the edge of a knife."

"His death was not a surprise."

Theodore spoke hoarsely, "I just feel bad."

"Uncomfortable?" Oxer sneered silently, "Only weak people would feel this way."

"He died, but he deserved no less." Oxer said, "Endless killing, his death is just a relief."

Silver Hand will not let Xing Tu's death be in vain, because death brings an opportunity for his family.

They don't understand each other, nor do they need to.

Because they all know that sooner or later they will all die.

It's just waiting for the value that this death can bring.

The executioner died on the road to help old Batty, and his family will gain a lot.

Oxer glanced at Theodore who was hanging his head, "Cheer up, we still need to complete the mission."

Oxer is different from the others, he seeks the strong, and his life is prepared for John Wick.

"Yeah, there will be more." Theodore cheered up.

He wants to live and cannot die now.

Because he is the only one left in Nott, and he is the only one alive, so his death will be meaningful in the future.

The election will begin when the sun reaches its highest point in the sky.

On the staircase that seemed to lead to the sky, supporters shouted slogans.

But there are more people in old Batty.

Seeing this scene, old Batistuta looked at Lippi and nodded.

Lippi will send the body up.

The Aurors had come under attack last night and their numbers were drastically reduced.

The rest will carry the body up.

And old Batty will expose Inge in front of everyone.

Then, he will become the new hero.

There will be no suspense about the International Confederation of Wizards.

It can not only prevent Grindelwald from getting involved in the Statute of Secrecy again, but also ensure his own election.

Old Batty's plan was a good one.

But he was also a little worried.

The other party launched the same attack as himself last night.

This means that Yingge also realized his purpose.

What exactly do you want to do without waiting for the other party to bite back?

Old Batty frowned in thought.

The candidate had already gone to the castle in the air, and he set off too.

Fearing that the other party would assassinate them in public, the Aurors and Star Apprentices split into two groups.

Pierce looked nervous. Although his fighting ability was good, that was Grindelwald. He had killed Aurors as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"They won't assassinate him in public." Old Batty saw Pierce's nervousness and said calmly, "If they do that, he will be attacked by all the wizards."

"I'm very curious now, what trump card does he have that makes him dare to compete with me?"

Pierce said worriedly: "Minister, perhaps we can look for Lord Wick."

“He’s helped us so much,” said Batty Sr., shaking his head. “Friends, it’s not just about taking.”

“I need to give, and also be someone who can help.”

Old Batty wanted to be John's friend, not someone to be supported.

That kind of friendship would make him feel awkward.

"We have already notified the International Confederation of Wizards." Old Barty said calmly, "No matter how powerful Grindelwald is, he can't take action against all wizards."

After hearing what old Batty said, Pierce felt slightly relieved.

...

Where Inge is.

His men fought with Old Batty's men last night.

His injuries were more serious.

Inger tied a green tie around his neck and looked at himself in the mirror.

"Star, will you regret it?"

Their defeat seemed inevitable.

Starr Rozier sat on the sofa, looking at the empty scabbard of the Bloody Blade.

"From that day on, we made an agreement."

Starr said calmly: "All to make magic great again."

"Make magic great again."

Inger smiled and tied his tie.

He looked outside, the clear blue sky was calming.

"Let's go and help those who are lost get back on the right track."

Inger walked up to Starr, held out his hand, and said, "Make magic great again."

"Make magic great again!" Starr fanatically said.

Putting the sheath down, he took the hand and stood up.

The two walked outside.

in the room.

Twenty bodies lay there, killed by either the Killing Curse or the Exploding Curse.

The only one left to follow Inge was Starr.

The two people looked lonely and desolate.

Walk up the stairs step by step to the top of power in the magical world.

This day, they will change the wizarding world.

...

Theodore stood up, and after taking two steps he nearly fell.

Oxer frowned upon seeing this, "You are just a burden in your current state."

"I can do it." Theodore said, enduring the pain from his wound.

"Don't be a burden," Oxer said disdainfully, "I don't look like I need to help you up the stairs, just stay here."

Theodore still wanted to hold on, but Oaks cast a sleeping spell on him and made him faint.

"I didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted?" The Gemini appeared and looked at the fallen Theodore.

"Humph, just a burden." Oxel said coldly, "Don't let Barty Crouch die on the road."

"Of course." The middle brother of the twins smiled.

They headed to protect old Batty.

at the same time.

Lippi and the remaining Aurors take action.

They placed the body in a box enchanted with a Retractile Charm.

They need to be alert to their surroundings and deliver the boxes.

...

The ladder leading to the election has come to an end.

The ancient and vicissitudes of life origin of magic appeared before your eyes.

Old Batty stepped forward and in front of him was a familiar face.

Drillers Association, Robin Spencers.

The old man looked at the arriving candidate with a smile.

The election was supposed to be presided over by the previous President of the International Confederation of Wizards, but unfortunately the previous president stepped down in an inglorious manner, so he was not invited to appear.

The Society of Delvers was in the Himalayas, and Spencers, the oldest member, became the representative.

All four candidates arrived and they stood there.

Their supporters stood below holding banners.

The election was watched by notable figures from Europe and other Ministries of Magic.

On the rooftops of the castle, Aurors cautiously explored.

This is a major event that has attracted the attention of the magical community all over the world.

Spencer used a loudspeaker spell so that his voice could reach everyone's ears.

At the same time, some recorders from the Ministry of Magic raised their wands so that the images here could be projected to the Ministries of Magic in various countries.

Everything is ready.