I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Hannah blushed and said, "We still need to discuss our wedding."

Neville looked at Hannah lovingly, and for the first time he took the initiative to reach out his hand.

He took Hannah's hand and brought it to his lips.

A gentle kiss.

Hannah seemed to be scalded and tried to pull her hand away subconsciously, but was held tightly.

"Wait till I get back, Hannah."

Neville was acting very different today, and Hannah stared at him in amazement.

The big boy from Hogwarts has now grown into a sexy and mature man.

Stroking Hannah's cheek and hair, Neville said in a deep voice: "Let's get married on July 7th."

"I want you and I to be together during the most important times."

Hannah placed her hand on the back of the other person's hand, feeling the warmth, and whispered, "Okay."

Wonderful feelings.

Neville is gone.

Hannah was leaning against the door, waiting for her lover to return, and her eyes always had his reflection.

...

The news of the second king's disappearance has not yet spread.

Percy suppressed these rumors.

He looked at the two Ministers of Magic in front of him with deep eyes.

Minister Gresham of Germany, Minister Rolland of France.

The two men were silent in front of Percy.

"You mean, the Second King is preparing for a war?"

Roland repeated what he had just heard, staring at Percy's face, which was as young as the Second King's.

"With whom?" Roland said. "The Saint is dead."

"You think the biggest threat to us is the Saints?" Percy raised his eyes, "Tell me you are not that naive."

"Muggles," Gresham said suddenly, "Saints have never been our greatest danger."

"Our biggest threat is the Muggles."

Minister Roland's eyes widened and his face turned pale. He quickly asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Muggle?"

"No, we will not go to war with them!"

He repeatedly said: "We will not go to war with them. We should not go to war. You saw the explosion."

"Yes, we all saw it." Percy did not laugh at Charles Roland. He said in a deep voice, "But they did not see us."

Equality is the basis for maintaining peace.

What Muggles saw was the Polish Ministry of Magic destroyed by weapons, and the individual assassinations and conspiracies of wizards.

But what about the strength?

"Is this Lord Wick's plan?" Gresham asked.

Percy nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then I will believe it," Gresham said seriously, "I am willing to do so."

He had already been convinced by the Second King, so since it was the King's order, he just had to execute it.

Gresham agreed, and the rest of them looked at Roland.

Charles Roland, who was caught in the middle, understood that he had no way out.

Going to war with Muggles, what a crazy idea.

Are they a group of lunatics or geniuses?

...

Chapter 738: The Road to Becoming a King, Preparation for the Decisive Battle

"News, is it true?"

America.

The news obtained from Webb caused some Americans to engage in discussion.

"News from that madman's mouth?"

“That’s crazy.”

"No, if it were true, we would be far ahead of other countries."

"Remember, the news that Mike brought?"

“Stable, gentle, and pollution-free. Even nuclear energy cannot achieve this level.”

"Those wizards took these resources and just practiced magic there?"

"Maybe they're not in their right minds. I mean, you should have seen the people who were being watched."

These words made everyone fall into deep thought.

Come to think of it, it seems to make some sense.

The abnormal behavior of those wizards made them particularly conspicuous among ordinary people.

For example, there was a wizard who went out in a bathing suit.

Those abnormal behaviors seemed reasonable when applied to wizards.

However, they cannot make a decision on this matter in a rush.

They need to consult with the President.

The huge profits here are even greater than those from oil fields in some places.

Purple gold.

This sentence has spread among the senior executives since Mr. Mike returned.

If it could take it all to itself, then America, the beacon of the world, would have successfully surpassed other countries by a hundred years.

Need another excuse.

Just like that time, laundry detergent...or some reason.

A lighthouse has to be pure, doesn't it?

...

Level 7.

This is a threshold that trapped John.

He spent seven years making himself one of the most powerful wizards.

But the gray words on the panel seemed to be announcing that John's journey had reached its end.

This year, John has also been enriching his knowledge so that he can cross that boundary.

He could feel his magic power increasing.

I don't know how much magic power is enough.

Perhaps a life-and-death battle could allow John to become the one and only Level 8.

"Merlin."

A mysterious presence emerged in John's mind.

Not only himself, but the Big Four and Axtis had also seen it.

This existence in various forms is level 8?

No, maybe higher.

In every era, there are some geniuses who amaze the magical world, such as the Big Four, Grindelwald, Dumbledore and the like.

The first to create Horcruxes, he was also able to use sophisticated time magic to arrange the pyramid after his death.

The despicable Herpo is very powerful, but he still can't be considered a level 8.

Not to mention being mentioned on par with Merlin.

The magical world is divided into two types of wizards, one is Merlin, and the other is other wizards.

No matter how amazing a wizard is, he will eventually pale in comparison to Merlin.

"Unfortunately, I can't seem to see Merlin."

Merlin in this world is a mystery, and the only time we saw Merlin was in Longchang, when he was already dead.

Even in death, Merlin's spirit is still powerful enough to help John banish the Ice Box.

"I need a fight that's dangerous enough for me to use my full strength."

Life-and-death struggles can stir up emotional upheavals.

With John's current strength, he can never find a better opponent than Grindelwald.

What's more, this is a battle of life and death.

The two will not hold back at all and fight with the goal of killing each other.

In the sky, black and white owls descended.

They landed next to John and Basil burped, a bolt of lightning flashing from its mouth.

John picked Basil up and spread out his feathers to examine them.

"The feathers of the thunderbird give you the power to call down lightning."

He stroked his chin and asked Basil to lift his feet again.

There is no doubt that the claws that can easily tear apart iron sheets have a cold steel-like edge. Even if a fire dragon is caught like this, it will bleed.

Basil raised his head proudly.

In the battle to attack Nurmengard, it and Riddle made the greatest contribution.

Stormy weather allows them to call down thunder and lightning in the sky.

Although it cannot be summoned like the Thunderbird, it can be guided.

John has been transforming his pets.

Tom's teeth and claws, Basil's feathers, Riddle's eyes.

However, this method requires a lot of magic power to achieve this.

It's as difficult as recreating a Scimitar-Horned Snorlax.

The remaining magic power from the magic outburst is a transformation of these two owls.

Riddle came closer, and the cool owl spread its wings.

The black feathers are like black iron, and the edge of each feather is as sharp as a blade.

Its sturdy claws can crush stones easily.

John also checked it out.

The complex patterns on the feathers transform into one pattern covering every feather when exposed to energy.

There were tens of thousands of magic circles, and John needed to put a lot of effort to keep them on there.

"But even so, it can't cause much damage to the Phoenix."