I swung a sword at Hogwarts

But this feeling is like breathing, you can feel it but you can't touch it.

John walked out the door and turned to see Merlin waving goodbye to him in the mirror.

I guess I can only come back later to continue my research.

That mirror has a rather remarkable origin. Which came first, the room or Merlin?

John stroked his chin and thought. He thought he knew enough about this magical world.

How many secrets like Merlin are waiting to be revealed?

The adventurous spirit of Gryffindor hidden deep in his heart makes John feel full of challenges.

Of course, that's for the future.

Now...

[Ding, trigger the challenge mission, create a magic kingdom, mission rewards: Magic Blood +1, Any Point +5, Blessing: Witch King]

This is definitely the most generous reward John could ever get.

Magic blood, random points, and blessings are all available.

John was tempted, not to mention that this was what he was supposed to do.

"It's an interesting challenge." John smiled.

The Witch King?

This title sounds better than the second king.

The wizarding world needs a Witch King.

He walked out of the Department of Mysteries.

That black corridor became his passage to the throne.

He walked into the elevator inside the golden gate and slowly ascended.

...

The International Confederation of Wizards meeting room at the Ministry of Magic.

Representatives from various countries have gathered.

They were waiting for the greatest wizard to come and announce the news.

Rita Skeeter, who hadn't conducted an interview for a long time, took a camera showing the latest research of the Alchemy Department and excitedly took deep breaths to calm herself down.

Lockhart posed coquettishly. Looking at himself in the gold-rimmed mirror, he felt that the handsome face in the mirror was indeed the most handsome among all wizards.

Percy checked his pocket watch while Penelope acted as recorder.

This is a great honor and will be recorded by all wizards present.

Even Percy, the Minister of Magic, couldn't help but do some things that were biased towards his own interests.

Let your girlfriend come in and participate in it.

The elevator door opens.

Brown walls, yellow carpet.

John walked inside.

The place was quiet, but he could confirm that someone was waiting for him inside.

At the end of the corridor, Heinrich was waiting there.

He was wearing a gorgeous wizard robe that was so heavy that he had to straighten his back. There was a star emblem on his chest, and patterns inlaid with gold and gems on his shoulders.

"Kim's masterpiece?" John asked amusedly.

Heinrich said solemnly, "He thinks the most gorgeous costumes should be used."

"Well, this is more suitable, isn't it?" John walked over and patted the heavy shoulder.

The two of them walked in together.

All eyes focused on him.

No one would be puzzled by Edgar's appearance.

That's the king's deputy.

The family that once looked down upon Edgar now feels for him.

Heinrich, standing behind John on the left, was like a shadow, always following that figure and that light.

"Are you ready, Rita?"

The council chamber was cleared of everything.

Rita's hands were shaking with excitement, and her glasses slipped down her nose several times.

"Then let's get started."

As the magic-powered machine turned on, Rita held the wand in one hand and the machine in the other.

The signal here goes to the big sphere of the Alchemy Department, and then the big sphere spreads out.

All places around the world where Magic Power TVs are popular have changed the channels.

Every time something like this happens, it means big things.

Mrs. Weasley, who had heard the gossip from the Weasley family, immediately put down the unwashed dishes, wiped her hands on her apron and came to the TV.

Sirius, who was watching the sports channel, did not complain and shouted for Lupin to come over.

Lupin and Tonks came to visit, and they brought a baby with them.

His name is Edward Remus Lupin.

It is also the couple's first child.

They stayed in front of the TV, looking at the screen.

Wizards walking in Diagon Alley stopped and looked up at the big TV of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes which had stopped playing commercials.

Some people are afraid, afraid of hearing bad news again.

A feeling of worry spread among the crowd.

George took a girl's hand in the store, and they interlocked their fingers and stared at the people on TV.

Fred put his arm around Angelina's shoulders. This witch, who had been so brave on the court, didn't resist at all.

"It's going to be okay. We're going to be better." Fred whispered in his wife's ear.

The magical world seemed to have been paused, and they were waiting to see what shocking news would appear on the TV where all the big shots were present.

After John confirmed it was on, he looked forward.

His voice came out without reservation.

“We’ve been through a lot this year.”

"Those great crises that threaten the existence of wizards bring us closer together."

His face was calm, but his eyes were determined.

"We also clearly see the flaws in the current system. Our scattered gathering places prevent us from uniting our forces as quickly as Muggles."

"We need change."

"Wizards are a community, and we are deeply connected to the magical world."

"We have different skin colors and were born in different countries, but we only have one identity, wizard."

"We are brothers and sisters with magical blood flowing in our veins."

"This new era has arrived and we need to be closer."

In the picture, the breathing of those big shots became faster.

Fred noticed that the French Minister's hands were shaking like a sieve.

John paused, then continued: "According to the vote of the International Confederation of Wizards, all the ministries of magic in the wizarding world voted in favor of it."

"John Wick, President of the International Confederation of Wizards, hereby announces the establishment of the Magic Kingdom."

"In the future, the gathering places of wizards in the world will be relocated to the Wizard City where wizards can live openly."

The magic kingdom is officially established!

【Ding……】

...

Chapter 768 The Endless Malice from Muggles

[Ding, mission completed, obtained Magic Blood +1, Any Point +5, Blessing: Witch King]

[Witch King: The highest honor for a wizard. On the throne, spread the kindness and blessings of the Witch King]

mission completed.

John's lips curled up into a smile.

As the news of the founding of the magical world spread.

Wizards all over the world were in an uproar.

Although he was prepared, Fred still held his breath when he heard the news from the king's mouth.

"Fred, breathe, Fred!"

Angelina noticed something was wrong with her husband and quickly reminded him.

Fred breathed heavily and he and George smiled at each other.

After all, this world continues to move forward under the glory of the King.

The magical world will eventually become a loyal believer of John Wick.

The city of wizards.

A place in the middle of nowhere.

That is a wizard's utopia, where there is no need to worry about being seen by Muggles when using magic, and there is no need to worry about airplanes being hit during Quidditch games.

Only wizards can enter.

Those who are reluctant to leave their homeland can apply for a visa in the Wizard City and settle in another country.

The wizards' migration is scheduled for October.

That was the day when the wizarding nation officially emerged.

...

America.

The minister was listening in a solemn manner to a eulogy for the soldiers who had died in the shipwreck.

He was wearing sunglasses and had a black bear-like bodyguard beside him holding an umbrella for him.

Listening to the eulogies, his thoughts went to him being able to spend the evening with a few supermodels.

He hung his head as if in mourning.

But he was thinking about the cover girls of Time magazine. That playboy was always competing with him for them. It was so annoying.

"Minister." Someone walked over and whispered softly.

The minister, who was originally focused on the supermodel, suppressed his sadness, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After the mourning service, the minister strode towards one of his properties.

As a politician, it would be a disgrace to one's identity if one did not have some invisible assets.

He walked in, and in front of the huge fish tank that took up the entire wall, the English gentleman was admiring a small whale that was said to be the culprit that the fleet had been trying to avoid.

"Whoa, look, who is this?"