I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He waved his wand and the body floated.

The wizards in the tavern watched this scene in horror. Little Barty stopped and glanced at everyone and said, "Any wizard found hiding or helping the saint will be treated as guilty."

"Revoke their child's Little Wizard Card qualification, and they will no longer receive benefits from the Little Wizard Fund."

When everyone heard this, they were glad that they had no contact with the saints.

The tavern owner's expression changed and he struggled, but in the end he was no match for the child who was going to school.

"Wait, I want to report something!" The boss opened the door to the cellar and said, "I suspect there is a saint hiding here."

"Suspicious?" Little Batty's look made the boss nervous.

Fortunately, little Batty didn't care too much and took his men into the cellar.

After a while, they dragged up a corpse.

As they passed the boss, Little Batty said, "Any more clues?"

"It's gone, really gone." The boss smiled embarrassedly.

Little Batty nodded and left with his men.

It's not just happening around here, it's happening all over the world.

The International Confederation of Wizards decided to form a team that could enter various countries to conduct cross-border case investigations.

And Batistuta becomes the manager of this team with cross-border law enforcement powers.

The saints who had just gathered to prepare for the baptism of holy fire were dealt with by Aurors who descended from the sky.

This team attacked ruthlessly and had no intention of leaving anyone alive.

And this is the only team that is allowed to use the Unforgivable Curses.

Each wizard who is selected is equipped with a full set of "the" series weapons.

And it has the power of supremacy, a powerful weapon that can directly form an anti-apparition field.

Basically, being entangled by them is a dead end.

In just half a month, the number of active saints around the world began to decrease.

And three families suffered.

They were arrested for providing a hideout for the Saints, all their assets were confiscated, and their three generations were stripped of their rights to use the Minor Wizard Cards.

This punishment is too severe.

Some family members don’t even know that their father or brother did this, but it affects their future.

Once this punishment was introduced, all wizarding families began to carry out various types of education at home.

Especially those family members who were in a state of excitement, they were warned not to bring in some strange people.

There were also those who were afraid that their family members might be developed into saints, so they simply put everyone in solitary confinement.

Even the little wizards attending school cannot escape being taught a lesson.

Of course, this approach is somewhat controversial.

For example, why should others be held responsible for the mistakes made by family members?

The Young Wizards Fund should serve young wizards, not exploit them for mistakes.

When John encountered such a situation, he usually found out which newspaper had reported it and then gave it to Rita Skeeter.

As a newspaper giant today, it would be easy for Rita to crush those short-sighted tabloids.

"The Little Wizards Fund is not for a group of people who endanger the stability of the wizarding world." John answered rather calmly in response to the inquiry, "They may hate it, but they should hate the selfishness of their family members."

When these words were spread, basically no one thought it was wrong.

If you have not been hiding in the mountains for decades, you should know what the saints have done.

If you bring someone home knowing the dangers they pose, you should be prepared to be cursed by everyone.

After this, several more families were raided.

They were a group of gamblers who wanted to bet that the new world would bring greater prosperity to their family.

Taking risks is equivalent to following the dragon.

But unfortunately, they can't stop the scared people.

There was a family where two brothers reported someone. As a reward for reporting, they were fined, but their house was not searched.

This made the family even more awakened. Yes, they should stop the loss in time.

If someone can hang out with the Saints, then that person is basically ruined.

A useless person is of little use to the family.

It would be better to let it go and let the family continue.

Saints were driven away in various ways, and their bodies sometimes appeared in the wilderness.

Maybe someone who was afraid of being exposed killed him.

All European Ministries of Magic were busy with numerous cases piling up.

...

"Is this the news you got?"

John looked at the A4 papers, and then looked at Gauss who was almost paralyzed.

"More money, more money this time!" Gauss only had his mouth still tough.

John walked over and lifted up the coat that was stained brown by the coagulated blood.

He frowned and asked, "How many times did you get shot?"

"How could I remember!" Gauss said unhappily.

"I'll give you one hundred Galleons for each shot."

"Do I look like someone who is short of those 500 Galleons? Well, I am, boss, I am short of them!"

He was still alive and well after being shot five times. If it weren't for Gauss, he would have died long ago.

John picked up the broken pieces of the amulet, and even the five amulets that Gauss was carrying were broken into pieces.

"By the way, there's also this."

Gauss remembered something and took out a folder that was irritating his back.

John picked it up and took a look at it, his pupils shrank.

"A Survey of the Mysterious Lands and Buildings of Poland."

He flipped it open and scanned it quickly.

John looked solemn after reading it.

"Muggles have noticed wizards."

This is a confidential document. I didn't expect Gauss to take it out.

John felt helpless.

"Muggles are more concerned about wizards now." Glancing at Gauss, John asked in confusion, "How were you discovered?"

"How could I know? We were investigating well, but it was suddenly discovered."

Gauss was full of complaints and almost died there.

John said calmly: "You did a great job, this is the price promised to you."

He placed a card on the table and handed it over.

Gauss picked it up and knocked on it, wondering, "Boss, I've been through life and death, and you want me to beg for food?"

He had been in the Muggle world all this time and had not kept up with the trends in the wizarding world.

John was speechless and said, "This is a magic card. Galleons are stored in it. Do you think it's fun to carry around a thousand Galleons?"

"Oh, yes, it's fifteen hundred."

John took out the purple card and the tree pattern on it was projected.

He reached out his hand across the tree and swiped towards the silver card on the table.

The value in the silver card reached fifteen hundred.

"Okay, I believe in your credibility, boss." Gauss still chose to trust his bread and butter.

But he looked at the silver card and then at the purple card.

“Why can’t I project this?”

"Oh, just wait until you have saved up 100,000 Galleons."

John also demonstrated by transferring another 100 Galleons to the card.

The number on the silver card became one thousand six hundred.

Gauss: “…”Is it great to be rich?

As for his boss's inhumanity, Gao Si just wanted to say that if you have the guts, please come and insult me ​​more!

For an average person, five shots would have put them in the emergency room.

But for a wizard with powerful healing abilities, this injury can be healed by a trip to the Silver Cross Hospital.

Need to say that he was John's hired thug.

Gauss was lucky enough to get medical insurance.

Gauss, who was always wild before, is even more wild now.

After Gauss left, Tang Mi came to inform him about the arrival of the Quidditch Committee.

John nodded and stopped just as he was about to go out.

He thought for a moment and said, "Call Lucius over for me."

"Just tell him that his chance has come."

"Okay, my lord."

Tang Mi was a little confused about what the opportunity was.

The Quidditch Committee was a public matter, so John would not conduct it at Silverhand Manor.

As the current leader of the International Confederation of Wizards, he still has to pay attention to his image.

...

Chapter 682 Reform, Quidditch Committee

Mentor Metaxas of the Quidditch Committee was feeling anxious at the moment.

He sat in the British Ministry of Magic, his fingers nervously tickling the burr on his right thumb.

The last time Roger Spottiswoode was interviewed, he didn't recover for several days after returning.

As one of the two major organizations of the International Confederation of Wizards, he was very panicked.

"The Second King wants to keep the International Confederation of Wizards firmly in his hands. What should I do?"

Although the matters that the Quidditch Committee is responsible for are not as important as those of the Department of Education, they are still related to all Quidditch fans.

When he knew John was looking for him, he was so scared that he quickly looked up everything that had happened to him over the years.

Apart from some incidents during the last Quidditch World Cup, I don't seem to have caused any major problems.

Is it because of the postponement of this session?

That's also because of the saints. I feel wronged.

As Mente was daydreaming, the black door opened.

He shuddered and stood up subconsciously.