I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The impacts continued to destroy and rebuild things in front of him.

He waved the Elder Wand, and the circle spread out, covering the entire island.

A golden Möbius strip loomed in the sky.

The darkness in John's eyes disappeared.

He turned around silently and looked at the guy who was looking for death.

Grindelwald's throat was instantly strangled, and dark energy rolled in John's eyes.

A black aura emanated from his body and enveloped Grindelwald, and Grindelwald's face quickly turned pale.

"The holy fire cannot shake a dragon," John said, his face covered with scales, his vertical pupils fixed on Grindelwald, "same, you can't do it either."

“Really?” Grindelwald smiled. “You have more potential than that, John Wick.”

"We are all people who can see the future, so you should know that we are too weak now."

"Your strength lies in your life," Grindelwald said, "I can't see the end of you."

John exerted a little force, making Grindelwald's face even paler.

"Are you waiting for me to kill you?"

"Don't be so naive, John," Grindelwald said calmly, "You are not one of those who fear killing."

"You're as crazy as I am."

"You're right." John completely wrapped Grindelwald in.

His voice was slightly cold, "Then, let this be your home."

"A good choice, I would prefer, you look at it above."

Grindelwald held up a finger, and John looked up along it.

Several explosions sounded instantly.

Then, the infinitely looping Möbius strip began to shake.

"See, this is the malice of Muggles." Grindelwald grabbed John's hand, "They are trying to kill you."

He looked at John earnestly, "Begin your killing, starting with my life."

"You have the ability to spread magic to the whole world."

John raised his right hand and clenched the air.

The Silver Wick Sword gradually emerged in his hand.

"You want me to kill them?" John said coldly, "Or drag me to death with you."

Grindelwald sighed, "You are as calm as ever."

"But defense cannot allow people to see the greatness of magic."

Not long after Grindelwald finished speaking.

The Möbius strip begins to spin.

This is a time-limited magic.

John looked up.

The flickering flames fell towards this side again.

This time, John's body gradually rose higher.

The golden wings spread out, and beautiful golden scales covered the body.

"I said that the holy fire cannot shake the dragon."

John flapped his wings and appeared in the sky the next second.

With golden flames burning in his chest, John crossed the ocean with a breath of dragon's breath.

The missile that was about to arrive melted, and he turned around again, his eyes looking through the black sea surface to the submarine lurking in the sea.

Grindelwald looked at the dragon, spread his arms, and called out loudly in the storm brought by the explosion.

"You should have been king, John."

...

Chapter 744 Kneel before me, Dumbledore

The golden dragon, with a body over a hundred feet long, leaped across the extreme weather like a monster.

Soldiers operating the submarine saw the rapidly approaching red dot.

"Sir!"

He called out hurriedly.

The officer walked over quickly with a serious look on his face.

He picked up the communicator, "This is the Tornado. There is an unidentified object approaching quickly. Request an attack order!"

"Attack allowed."

The other side replied quickly.

The commander immediately gave the order to attack the unknown object.

This is the most powerful weapon vehicle currently owned by mankind.

Even though they were diving into the sea, the rapidly approaching giant creature still made people feel inexplicably uneasy.

The next second after his order was given.

One member had sweat dripping down his forehead, he wiped it off and asked, “It’s so hot.”

Yes, it's hot.

In the deep sea, and in a submarine where the temperature is constant all year round.

The officer said, "Go check the central temperature control system."

"Sir, I think I know why."

A soldier spoke with difficulty. The red dot on the radar had reached the center.

The officer also saw the images transmitted back. He took off his hat and looked at his comrades.

"Gentlemen, it is an honor to be with you."

The soldiers stood up one after another, they understood.

Death is knocking at the door.

The golden flames penetrated the submarine, and the flames raged inside the submarine, turning it into a huge oven.

And in the sky, dragon breath ignited the sea from the mouth of the golden dragon.

This is a flame more brutal than the fierce fire.

The flame that can never be extinguished makes the sea water have to avoid it.

All marine life within a hundred miles disappeared; they felt the pressure from their superiors.

John rips up the submarine and throws it into the island.

He fell from the sky and turned into a human form after landing.

John slowly walked towards Grindelwald, and the Dark Lord was ready.

He opened his arms, waiting for the final scene.

"Come on, Joel."

"Do not."

"John Wick."

The platform built by the martyrs.

The king's coronation.

The tower that bound him appeared in Grindelwald's eyes. Perhaps this time he would not be bound again.

"Wow—"

The sound of fairy music came.

Then, with flashes of thunder, black and white fell at the same time and tore the flames apart.

A white-haired wizard appeared in the flames, and the flames on his body simultaneously faced the flying owl.

Phoenix and Owl go to war again.

This time, Basil, who had a helper, said that he must carve the phoenix.

"Dumbledore." John's face turned gloomy. "Are you kidding me?"

Dumbledore also saw the current situation clearly.

Grindelwald fell to the ground seriously injured, and John was about to end his sinful life.

Hearing John's question, his lips moved and turned into a sigh.

With a complicated expression, Dumbledore said, "You want to kill him?"

"Obviously, yes!" John said unkindly, "Don't tell me you're going to use that kind of moral reasoning to stop me?"

"And don't tell me otherwise. I won't lock him up because that's what you did back then."

John blocked all of Dumbledore's escape routes and said calmly, "If you want to do it yourself, I'd welcome it."

"John..."

"Shut up!"

John raised the Elder Wand irritably, his voice fierce, "I win, he loses, it's that simple!"

But Dumbledore still called out, "John."

John took a deep breath, and the sound of the phoenix and the hooting of an owl rang in his ears.

The thunder flashes sharply and the fire roars heavily.

His breathing became rapid, and he spoke word by word: "You want to plead for him?"

"at this time?"

"Before my victory?"

"When I want to avenge old Batty?"

He questioned one question at a time, walking towards Dumbledore.

He stared at the crooked nose, "I wouldn't mind killing you too."

Dumbledore could see that John was in an unstable mood at the moment.

At this moment, he was like a flammable bomb that could destroy everything at any time.

But such emotions are dangerous.

“You are being influenced,” he said.

"Influenced by whom?" John laughed angrily. He pointed at the submarine that he had pulled out of the sea. "The power is in my hands!"

"You are under the influence of magic." Dumbledore said with a complicated expression, "You don't even know what you are doing."

"I only know that I am seeking revenge!" John roared, "While you were trying to evade me, I was the one who accomplished everything!"

“When Bhutan was attacked, I went there, but I didn’t get to see my friend for the last time!”

He reached out to grab Dumbledore's collar, but his hand stopped there and he clenched his fist and threw it out unwillingly.

"You may leave, Dumbledore, unless you wish to make an enemy of me."

His hand tightly clenched around the Elder Wand, John turned away from Dumbledore and walked towards Grindelwald.