I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"You will be very tired, my daughter," Mr. Greengrass shook his head and said, "He is the king, and the one beside him is the queen of the whole world."

"I know, father," Daphne said firmly, "I will make myself worthy of him."

Mr. Greengrass hesitated to speak and said, I want you to change one and not hang yourself on the same tree.

Look, Delacour's daughter won't go to be with the king.

Slytherins are truly the most stubborn people in the world.

The ship flew into the portal and the castle in the sky was left on the island.

John still needs to use this thing.

His body slowly floated up.

As he flew higher and higher, John's body gradually turned into a white light.

Light form.

On the castle in the sky, twelve magic-powered destroyer cannons automatically aimed at John.

John raised his right hand, and a ball of violent, vibrating energy continued to emit terrible radiation that could instantly destroy the body's cells.

The Elder Wand pointed at the energy, and John's eyes turned into vertical pupils.

"Since you want to destroy, then let you succeed."

The Elder Wand picked up the ball of energy and raised it toward the sky.

Twelve magic-powered expulsion cannons were aimed at John.

Start at the same time.

Twelve blue lights struck John's wand.

The flames in the castle burned more and more blue.

The extremely cold light gathered on the magic wand, and finally formed a gem with a dark blue exterior and an extremely gorgeous interior.

John clapped his hands, and the Limited Gloves turned into a furnace, constantly reshaping this power.

Finally, she lay quietly in John's hands.

Holding up the colorful gem in his hand, John placed it in the sunlight, and it was dazzling.

“Destruction is always beautiful. What is more valuable than the Mona Lisa is the Mona Lisa in flames.”

Taking off one of the super magic crystals, John put the energy polymer into it.

It was like an electric current running through John's body.

He moved his fingers and lowered his eyes to look down.

The wand was raised.

At the bottom of the castle, a conical cannon muzzle appeared in the shape of a golden altar.

"The Alchemy Department has also produced a lot of good things these days."

John snapped his fingers.

Energy gathers in that muzzle.

Falling heavily on the island below.

A semicircular explosion continued to spread, and finally left a trace with a radius of more than 100 meters in the center of the island.

A large purple round magic crystal appeared there.

The photography magic is activated.

The magic crystal that was the core of the island flew up.

The gathering force that held the islands together dissipated, and the islands began to fall apart.

The huge magic core is ten meters in size.

John placed it in the base of the castle.

As the core was gradually integrated, a huge light lit up on the castle.

On the surface, there are magic circles that are connected together.

A few hours later, the island that had experienced war in the Atlantic disappeared without a trace.

The Sky Castle and John that were originally above were nowhere to be seen.

Muggles don't know all this.

...

As the person in charge of this operation.

The minister is being held accountable.

"Do you know what you are doing?" the then-President was furious.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President," the minister said, appearing to be submissive but rolling his eyes inwardly, "This is a necessary war."

"If we don't get those things and other countries get them, it's going to be a huge blow."

"A nuclear bomb can save us from future troubles."

The minister spread his hands and said, "Why not?"

"The public knows..."

"No one will know," the minister smiled. "No one will ever know."

This is a war that has not been recorded in any records.

It was just a routine fleet exercise. Unfortunately, there was a high probability that the fleet encountered a maritime disaster.

"This is a natural disaster, it's inevitable, right?" the minister said to the president. "We can't always live in the shadow of others."

"I remember you were very angry about the assassination."

The minister has the president in his hands.

Anyone know how dangerous some of the people who can break into the Pentagon are.

Rather than gamble on the conscience of those wizards, it is better to eliminate the trouble once and for all.

The president is also a human being and he is also afraid of death.

Who would be willing to leave this colorful world behind if they can still live?

You have to know how much effort he put in and how much money he had to spend to win the votes and be in this position to curse at the most powerful people in the world.

So when he heard that the minister had allowed an island of people to die, his first reaction was to the public.

As long as the public doesn't know...

The president looked gloomy.

"I will take care of the families," the minister said, giving him a way out. "I will hold a memorial service for the fallen soldiers, even though they died in a 'natural disaster.'"

"I personally feel that as the commander of this exercise, I have joint responsibility."

"How about a thirteen-inch-long confession?"

The president also took advantage of the situation and said thoughtfully: "You know I trust you."

"Just do it, don't let the image of America be damaged."

The minister who received the concession was also all smiles.

It doesn't matter if he and the president are not from the same political party.

At this level, what they care about most is not the so-called alliances, but the benefits that can be brought.

The minister left.

He didn't know yet that what he thought was a flawless approach actually left huge hidden dangers.

In this regard, McCovey is much smarter than him.

In the club he founded, McCaffer enjoyed the tranquility of the moment.

The rules here are set to give yourself some space to be alone.

Although everyone was not allowed to speak and stayed here quietly to enjoy the peace, who could resist making friends with a group of the most valuable people in Britain?

These are all interest groups.

It can also be said to be McCoff's party.

He provides a platform for these people to impress each other by enjoying the gimmick of peace.

Available today.

The silence was broken.

More than ten hours passed before the list was submitted to the Prime Minister.

Mycroft thought about the hidden war, the news of which had not yet been delivered.

There was a knock on the door.

This made everyone in the club look over there with dissatisfaction.

A young man who broke the rules of this club.

"Chat?"

He spoke.

Mycroft looked over and knew who the other person was talking to.

He stood up, his expression somewhat heavy.

It is rare to see such an expression on the face of this brain.

The club members who were originally dissatisfied also discovered something.

They watched McCaugh walk out of the club.

In a stranger's room.

John sat on the sofa, looked at Mycroft standing there, raised his eyebrows, "I think this is the third time we've met, so there's no need to be so reserved."

"I won't sit on that sofa." McCoff put his left hand in his pocket, rested his right hand on the back of the chair, and said in a deep voice, "Are you here to announce the result to me?"

"Obviously, yes."

John looked at the black tea on the table and asked, "You shouldn't mind if I enjoy a cup of black tea."

Mycroft saw the teapot on the table fly up and pour steaming tea into the patterned cup.

The cup slowly came to John and was caught by him.

“As someone who grew up in the UK, tea is as indispensable as water.” John took a sip of the red tea.

"You still want to tell me the same truth," Mycroft's eyes flashed with a gleam, "the same cultural influence."

"It would be great if all the people in power in this world were as smart as you," John laughed, "Then I wouldn't need this war."

"You guessed right, I deliberately started this war."

John let go of the cup and it floated in the air.

He raised his right hand, a silver ring covering his arm.

He pointed to the gorgeous gem on the back of his hand.

"Greed will lead to self-destruction."

Mycroft's eyes fell on the gem and he asked, "What is that?"

"In your terms, this is a disaster."

John said calmly, "You can see a very grand fireworks display if I want."

"What do you want?" Mycroft did not continue to ask, but looked at John, "Your strength has been shown to me."

"That's not enough. I want the whole world to see how powerful I am."

John crossed his fingers, his eyes flickering, "My father told me about your kindness."