I swung a sword at Hogwarts

However, it also caused a generation gap between the magical world and the Muggles.

Magic relies too much on its own strength, and it is difficult to surpass the power of a country on its own.

This is why Garland wants to accelerate the development of magic.

"A group of martyrs."

John thought of Inger Griffith.

The Polish Minister of Magic who was chosen by Kirin.

He protested against the obsolescence of the system and the wizards' blind and even stupid over-reliance on magic.

It was also Inger who became a martyr, accomplished the sacrifice, and shattered the wizard's blind obedience to the magical system.

If it had been according to Qilin's choice, John might not have been able to reach this position.

Just as he never classifies himself into the camp of justice and mercy.

He's more like Grindelwald than Dumbledore.

Selfish, his choices will benefit his own side.

As the Second Dynasty swept through, many small shops that were unwilling to obey went bankrupt.

Sacrifice was necessary in John's eyes.

The resources in this world are limited. The more you get, the more harm others will suffer.

"You need a hero."

John looked at the ceiling, a sarcastic smile on his face. "So you want to create a hero, right?"

Martyr?

So self-righteous, so specious.

They don't care, or they're just doing their last bit of madness.

Either a hero is born in the flames and ruins, or he will be completely destroyed along with the ruins in the flames.

This is a huge gamble, with the entire wizarding world at stake.

"What a pity, you can't make me feel pity." John's sneer disappeared, and he raised his hand expressionlessly, looking at the silver ring and emerald on his finger, "Kill them all, that's what I will do."

pity?

Those who died were deservedly sacrificed.

John didn't care.

But what shouldn't have happened was that the person he cared about also became the so-called sacrifice to make magic great again.

John closed his eyes. "The price cannot be reduced by a cent. This is an equal exchange."

...

The captured saints were sent to the Supreme Arbitration Court of Wizards.

After trial, the lightest sentence is life imprisonment.

Azkaban welcomes a new resident.

There are countless tortures that make life worse than death, waiting for those unfortunate people who violate the laws of magic.

Even death would be an enviable relief.

As they entered, two people were leaving happily.

Their bodies became wider, and the freed old Crabbe and old Goyle got on the carriage back home with the belief of loyalty to the second king.

Their families prepared a sumptuous meal at home.

...

Chapter 725: Missile Attack at Sea

Outside, some people call the three families like this.

lucky.

Lucky Weasley, he once survived the attack of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and once followed the First King, but their children are good friends of the Second King.

The family, which was once poor, is now a political and financial powerhouse.

The other two were Lucky Goyle and Lucky Crabbe.

Their luck makes it seem even more magical.

No one could understand how two families working for Voldemort could be brought back to life.

What is even more unexpected is that the two people who were supposed to be imprisoned in Azkaban for life not only came out, but also gained a lot of weight.

You have to know that other Death Eater families who sided with Voldemort are almost dead now, if not destroyed.

Besides, several of them have already been destroyed.

But these two, not only did their families not get wiped out, but their families became better and better, thriving, and even ranked among the twenty-eight ancient clans.

You must know that there was no place for them in the former sacred twenty-eight tribes.

This inevitably makes people feel a little regretful, wondering why they didn't let their children build a good relationship with the Second King.

Look at them, those two are not even the second king's brothers, they are Malfoy's brothers.

It's really a blessing.

The two families that were originally recognized as having low IQs in the magical world have become representatives of great wisdom that appears foolish.

To express their gratitude, Goyle and Crabbe once again donated half of their family fortune.

They didn't even hesitate.

It was just like the last time they donated half of their fortune, but by boarding the Second Dynasty, a ship that only knew how to move forward, they were able to turn that half of their fortune into three times their previous fortune.

Lucius Malfoy teaches the secret of success, just invest in the second king without any thought.

Old Goyle and Old Crabbe both looked at him with admiration.

Their father drove the two fat guys, who were already weighing tons, to Lucius and told them to study hard... Never mind, there's no harm in hanging out with Lucius more.

It turns out that they were really lucky.

Because of their association with Lucius, Lucius encouraged the two to invest in the club.

Two people voted.

And they are all clubs from different countries.

Because of the influx of funds, the two clubs that were on the verge of bankruptcy were brought back to life.

Lucius took the two of them to visit John.

John looked at the two tonnage fat men and he was silent.

Although I have been imprisoned for two years, I may receive some care.

But you're taking such good care of me.

John didn't know that as the Second King's reputation grew over the years, the two men's meals were also gradually getting better.

When John was the second king, they had donuts for dessert, fried fish and steak, and occasionally some wine.

But after John became the leader of the International Confederation of Wizards, their meals were upgraded to include meat at every meal, wine every day, and even the restrictors were removed.

Others have their magic power sucked away every day, and they become more and more haggard and thinner.

The two fat guys are very solid, really solid.

John had never seen anyone kowtow to him before entering the door.

You have to know that there is no such thing as kowtow here, and I don’t know where they learned it from.

Anyway, this kowtow at least made John feel that he did not raise two old followers of Voldemort.

To be honest, Goyle and Crabbe are also old followers of the Malfoy family.

After meeting the two of them, John didn't have many arrangements.

The main thing is that given the current state of these two people, being a family manager who does nothing but sitting in a vacant position is already the maximum limit for them.

But old Gore had some surprising news for John.

"When I came back, I saw a series of interesting ripples." Old Gore patted his belly and said, "If my donut hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have noticed it."

ripple?

maritime?

Appear out of thin air?

"Where?" John asked.

Old Goyle thought for a moment and said, "Azkaban area."

John nodded and said thoughtfully, "I think this is good news."

He glanced at the two fat guys, maybe just sitting there doing nothing was really suitable for them.

...

In the sky above the sea.

John stretched out his wings behind his back, looking down at the ocean below from the sky.

The sea is quiet, with only occasional waves.

He closed his eyes and activated his mental magic.

His magic spread out.

Starting from a hundred meters, expanding all the way.

Soon, everything over fifty nautical miles was taken into his mind.

He changed places and continued to use it.

"No?"

John opened his eyes, a little surprised.

He lowered his altitude a little and didn't sense anyone.

Or is Grindelwald the only one in the entire Nurmengard?

If that were the case, perhaps it would be much more difficult for John to find it.

The super sense spell is activated.

John explored the sea.

Using Transfiguration to conjure up a dragon's lungs, John dived into the sea.

He dived toward the bottom of the ocean, with a tail growing out of his back.

The tail swung like a fish's tail, speeding up John's speed.

As they went deeper, John saw a large fish passing in front of him.

He reached out and grabbed the fish's tail, swung it in a circle and threw it out.

The fish turned into a fish arrow and quickly shot out.

After finishing everything, John floated cross-legged in the water, stroking his chin and thinking: "Did old Gower see it wrong, or has he left?"

According to the saints, Nurmengard is on the sea.

The map of stolen weapons happens to include this area.

If I'm not mistaken, Nurmengard should be nearby.

John slapped the approaching manta ray away with his tail and stared ahead.

In the sea, a strange rhythm came to John.