I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Spencers began to speak.

"Our magic is constantly developing. They are like pearls hidden in oyster shells, waiting for our exploration."

“We’ve been through a lot in the past period of time.”

"The departure of the previous leader has left the International Confederation of Wizards in a vacant position."

"The only solution now is to elect a new leader, a truly capable person, who can continue to lead us forward."

Spencer paused and said, "The new leader needs to be wise, and we need a fair approach."

"Luckily, we found it."

"It was in the mysterious woods of the East. Its sudden appearance brought hope and fairness to the magical community."

Under everyone's gaze, a young animal that looked like a deer but had scales appeared.

As if afraid of the crowd, it came out slowly.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

Kirin.

...

Chapter 663: Holy Man, Absurd

Reapplying the old technique?

The first thing that came to old Barty's mind was what Grindelwald had done.

He stared at the Qilin, and the Qilin walked over.

Spencers squatted down with a smile, and he reached out and picked up the little Qilin.

"Very good, very good, good boy."

Facing the surprised expressions of several people, he said: "My old friend found this Qilin and invited the little guy to come here."

His words confirmed that this was not arranged by Grindelwald.

The Delver Society is a noble magic research society, and Spencers is a elder in it. His strength is unfathomable.

Grindelwald was unable to control a wizard so experienced in the field of magic.

Spencers' reputation meant that he didn't need to favor anyone.

"After the candidates have spoken, let Qilin choose a new leader."

Spencers stroked Qilin's head, and Qilin had a good impression of this old man.

Allowing himself to be held, the little Qilin's round eyes like grapes looked at the four people.

They spoke in order.

The first to take the stage was Odom Teague, who gave a passionate speech.

His supporters cheered for him one after another, and their confident appearance was in line with the mainstream of America.

He advocates adventure and uses the spirit of exploration to open up new paths for the magical world.

Spencers agrees with this.

Next is Jing Zhang, who advocates equality, maintaining order, and peaceful development without interfering in other countries.

This earned her the favor of a group of neutral people, and the voices of support for her became louder.

Then it was Inge's turn to play.

Although Spencers was smiling, there was scrutiny in his eyes.

Old Barty contacted the International Confederation of Wizards and had seen the ring that symbolized Schmidt.

As a veteran, Spencers naturally recognized the Schmidt family logo.

So to a certain extent, he tends to agree with what old Batty said.

Then at this moment, Yingge's identity in his eyes became subtle.

Grindelwald.

Anyone who has seen that era will have some respect for it. Spencer studied magic, but he has also seen Grindelwald's methods.

He held the little Qilin in his arms to make sure that the Qilin would not be turned into a corpse by Grindelwald's old trick.

In addition to him, some dignitaries in the magical society who received the news were also staring at Inger.

Inger stood in front and took out his wand so that his voice could reach everyone's ears.

"Magic is dying."

The first words he said made his supporters stop cheering.

Inger didn't care; his expression was calm.

"Yes, it is declining, the magic that we were once proud of, the magic that was regarded as a miracle."

His wand glowed. "Light was once the preserve of wizards. We held the miracle of turning day into night. But now, Muggle technology has created electric light."

"They don't know magic, but their technology has created miracles that are no less powerful than magic," Inger extinguished the light of his wand and said loudly, "They have taken away the miracles that belong to us. Technology is killing magic, and Muggles are killing magic!"

"What we are proud of is being taken away bit by bit, but some people are still immersed in the past."

"My friends, our skies and oceans are being taken away from us."

Once upon a time, when Muggles had not yet invented airplanes, the vast sky belonged to wizards.

When Muggles invented airplanes, wizards, who used to be able to fly freely, were forced to hide from them.

Inge's words make people think deeply.

Inger waved his arms in the picture. He shouted: "We need to change, change our ways. Magic will not weaken, only wizards will make it decline!"

"In this world, only the fittest survive and the strong prey on the weak," Inger roared, "If you are not strong, you will die. Strength is the eternal melody, so we need to change! Change ourselves! Make us stronger! Let magic be great again!"

Ing paused his speech and his supporters cheered.

He suppressed his excitement, calmed himself down again, looked at the peaceful Bhutanese sky, and said, "Thank you."

Walking to the back, Inger looked at old Barty and smiled, "It's your turn, Crouch."

Old Batty looked deeply at Inge and walked forward.

His entrance cheers were the loudest.

What old Batty represents is the harmonious society that has been created in plain sight for all to see.

In terms of performance, he is the best among the four.

Defeating Voldemort, imprisoning the Death Eaters, and promoting a series of policies to promote the equality of werewolves.

In terms of seniority, he is also the oldest one.

Having experienced the chaos of Voldemort, he also competed for the position of Minister of Magic.

Having worked in the Ministry of Magic for decades, he had enough management experience.

In terms of reputation, he is the best.

The Second Dynasty promoted it, and the Ancient Alliance spread its name.

Just by standing there, he met all the qualifications to become the new leader.

"ladies and gentlemen……"

...

Middle-aged people come to the defense base.

After answering inquiries from those who came to investigate the missing weapons, he came to his office.

After closing the door, he turned around and saw a man sitting with his back to him.

The middle-aged man frowned, put his hand on the gun, and pulled out the weapon. He said coldly: "Raise your hands and turn around slowly."

"Have you forgotten me?" The man slowly turned around, revealing the wizard's face that appeared when he was robbed. "General."

"You?" The general did not put down his weapon, frowning and saying, "The stuff has been shipped out, why are you here?"

"Oh?"

The young man said in surprise: "I thought you would be happy to see me."

"Happy? You freaks," the general sneered, "If you didn't need the help of strength, you wouldn't even be qualified to appear in front of me."

The young man moved slightly, and the general pointed the gun at the young man's hand.

"Hold still. Take your hand off that wand. You don't want to try to see which is faster, magic or a bullet."

The young man shrugged, and the general said, "Now, get out of my place and get out of my room."

Staring at the general who was clearly threatening, the young man was silent for a moment and said, "So you are not serving the country either."

"Hmm?" The general frowned.

The young man suddenly disappeared.

Then, the general felt something was pressing on his scalp.

He looked back and the feeling disappeared.

"What the hell are you doing!" The general realized something was wrong and cold sweat ran down his cheeks.

The young man appeared, but the general did not move.

The disguise on his face gradually disappeared, revealing John's face.

He used mental magic to control the general and raised his hand to explore his memory.

The general was like a book for John to read at will.

When John saw where the weapons went, his expression changed.

...

"Very good, the four candidates have expressed their ideas," Spencers said, putting down Qilin, "let's move to the final stage."

"Qilin's decision will choose a new leader for us!"

The Qilin who was put down jumped up and down and walked towards the four candidates.

It walked past Odom Tick, and Odom smiled ingratiatingly, as if he thought that this would make Qilin choose him.

Unfortunately, that bearded face wasn't friendly enough for Qilin to approach.

Jing Zhang was very nervous, the corners of her lips were tense.

Cross your palms in front of you, maintaining your dignity.

Qilin turned around and decided to go over.

It came to Inge.

Yingge looked at it quietly. Qilin hesitated for a moment and continued to walk over.

When Batty's supporters saw this scene, they held their breath nervously.

At this time, old Batty suddenly felt that everything had become calm.

He once sought the ladder of power, but now that it is right in front of him, he has become calm and composed.

Qilin was wandering in front of him, seeming to be very conflicted.

Spencers was also made a little nervous.

Under everyone's gaze, Qilin walked back.

Old Batty was startled, and then he saw the Qilin walk up to Inge and circle in the same way, and finally it bent its legs and bowed.

Not only old Batty, but Spencers was also stunned.

The person chosen by Qilin must be pure, holy and powerful.

But all this is hard to accept.