I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The entire magical world promotes integration.

The new wizarding world requires many changes.

These changes will occur in every family under John's leadership.

Ministry of Magic.

The International Confederation of Wizards meeting hall.

The tough battles allowed the wizards to see a lot.

For example, Muggles are powerful, and magic is not necessarily weak.

They all remembered the figure who protected them.

The atmosphere, which should have been gloomy, suddenly became high.

Power is the most exciting seasoning at any time.

Their king was able to stand before the all-destroying weapon.

Their king protects all wizards.

They are all waiting for their king to come.

Percy had a bandage on his hand, and Penelope insisted on coming in to look after him.

They looked eagerly at the slowly approaching figure.

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Chapter 757: The Threshold to Level 8

John Wick.

Their king.

The future leader of the wizarding world.

When John first arrived here, he was greeted with questioning and reluctant looks.

Despite the crisis, some people still want to continue as winners in this game of thrones.

But as time goes by, John becomes more and more important.

He is so important that for this place called the International Confederation of Wizards, losing him is like losing everything.

In the past, he joined the International Confederation of Wizards, but now the International Confederation of Wizards is dependent on John.

He is the leader.

John sat down.

He looked at Penelope beside him with a strange expression.

Are all my friends really going to get married this year?

Penelope, the strong woman, also became shy.

Percy fingered the bandage, as if there was something worth studying about it.

"Sir Wick, what should we do next?"

Charles Roland asked, "After this battle, we have basically been exposed."

The wizards' eyes were focused on John.

John looked at them, "Are you afraid?"

Afraid of Muggles?

of course!

The war had told them.

But John's arrival gave them another answer. Gresham looked at John enthusiastically and said, "Under your leadership, we are fearless."

“You see the damage caused by war, but you don’t see the changes it brings.”

John crossed his chin and said thoughtfully, "It is impossible for the Ministry of Magic of any of our countries to win this war."

"The wizarding world needs to unite, rather than acting independently as it has in the past."

He could finally put forward this idea.

The representatives from the Ministries of Magic of various countries were speechless upon hearing this.

They looked at each other, and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic asked hesitantly, "You mean..."

"We don't need the International Federation of Wizards." John said directly, "What we need is a brand new place where we are closely united."

"The State, not the Ministry."

He stared at the Bulgarian Minister of Magic and said, "We are too loose."

"We need a shield to protect ourselves, and we also need a sword to keep outsiders away."

His words caused an uproar.

The wizard has long been loose for many years, and it will be overturned with John's words.

"We are different," the Bulgarian Minister of Magic stood up and said excitedly, "Our lives and habits are different."

"Forcing them together will only cause friction."

He was unwilling to do so, and he had a point.

Everyone has different habits.

In other words, the plugs in each country are different, how can they be integrated?

"We need time."

John remained calm, "Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years."

"It won't give us much time out there, they've already seen the wizard."

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic calmed down. John had a point.

A country requires fighters from the entire magical world to participate.

Then when they are dispersed, they are more dangerous.

"Besides, we are just gathering together," John raised his eyebrows and said, "In a large enough land, we can squeeze together like Europe."

In fact, wizards don't need much land.

Their population has already determined this premise.

Therefore, John did not think the different habits of wizards in different countries were serious.

Gradually, the wizards of those countries will merge with each other.

He had already made preparations.

Quidditch.

The Quidditch model he wanted to create was to allow wizards from different countries to put their disputes on Quidditch.

There will be cheers when Diagon Alley defeats Knockturn Alley, and Knockturn Alley will work harder to fight Diagon Alley again next year.

"The problem is, we don't have this land," Gresham said in a deep voice.

"That's not a problem," John said meaningfully, "Why do you think I want to hide the Magic Association?"

Everyone was stunned.

Isn't it to protect their safety?

But John's expression told them that it was not just that.

When it comes to building incredible structures, wizards are far more powerful than Muggles.

create.

This is what miracles really look like.

"I picked a place for our world," John chuckled, "and moved it there exactly as it was."

Is it really possible?

If that's the case, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

The representatives of various countries hesitated.

The Magical Congress of America, honestly, no one is more miserable than them.

As far as historical records go, they moved several times.

Every time it's a confidentiality crisis.

This time too.

You can manage it openly without worrying about being discovered.

This is very tempting for them.

"What about the Muggle wizards?" Gresham hesitated, "Those little wizards need to go to school."

Percy listened to their discussion in silence.

It seems that even these smart representatives didn't notice it.

The focus of their discussion has shifted from the fusion of the magical worlds to some of the things that will occur after the fusion.

No one objected.

Regarding the issue of schooling, John does not want to integrate everyone.

For example, schools.

He won't move.

Naturally, we still go to school as before.

The meeting gradually turned into a discussion about establishing a magical kingdom.

By the time the meeting was over, the sun had already set.

Percy and John sat on the bench.

They stared at the vending machines in the Ministry corridor in front of them.

"A new work from the Alchemy Department?"

"Yes, but I only support Garlon for now," Percy said, "Everything you've done since becoming the leader has changed so much."

"But is the war really over?" Percy looked at John and asked, "Where did you go after we left?"

"Went to the Muggles."

John picked up a Galleon and walked over to the vending machine, where he put it in.

He pressed the switch on it and said casually, "There are some smart people in the Muggle world who can be used."

"Is what we have shown really enough?" Percy took the bottle of butterbeer handed to him by John, his eyes flickering, "If it weren't for you, we would all be dead."

"Like an ant, we didn't really cause them any pain."

He felt heavy-hearted, though he didn't say it out loud, he felt that the army he led was incapable of causing pain to Muggles.

"That's enough." John opened the butterbeer and took a sip, saying calmly, "We know that it's enough."

"They saw our determination to fight back, and all that was left was to inflict pain on them."

John turned his head and looked to the other side of the corridor. Penelope did not come over to join in, but stopped far away.

"You're the one who will bear this pain?" Percy also opened the butterbeer, took a sip and frowned, "What are you going to do?"

"Let them know that there is a monster in the wizarding world."

John calmly put down the butterbeer. He felt that it tasted a bit expired.

"You are not that monster." Percy looked at John seriously, "You are our king."