I swung a sword at Hogwarts

She had negotiated before, but only within the UK.

Although there is a Mr. Mike, he is just a messenger.

John's plan to go directly to the other party's diplomatic office for face-to-face negotiations still made Penelope, the strong woman, a little nervous.

If something went wrong and the wizarding world went to war with the Muggles again, she would be the sinner.

The charge was too heavy for her to bear.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious this time." John said, "It's just a friendly inquiry and to promote communication."

Percy also cheered and said, "You can do it, Penelope."

John had just revealed some things to him, such as the importance of this meeting, which was related to the establishment of the magic kingdom.

Penelope's involvement in this matter will make her position unshakable.

Percy, who has his own selfish motives, spares no effort to instigate his girlfriend.

"John will be there too," Percy said seriously, "This isn't just about you. You can do this."

John looked at Penello who left with his hands and feet speechlessly, thought for a while and said to Percy, "Are you putting pressure on her?"

Percy wondered, "I was encouraging her."

John was silent.

I never thought Percy's way of encouragement was so strange before.

"What's the purpose this time?" Percy put the Galleons into the vending machine, took out a bottle of drink and handed it to John.

John opened it casually and said, "A tough diplomacy."

Percy paused, "We need to rest now."

Yes, rest.

Wizards are not made of iron. After what happened on the Magic Crystal Island, they were also severely damaged.

There weren't many wizards to begin with, and with the lack of education, the combat power they could muster was even less.

John chuckled and said, "Don't worry."

A dark aura flashed in his eyes, and he said meaningfully: "We don't need wizards to join the battle this time."

"Like I said, the war is over."

Percy nodded, his trust in John was unconditional.

"Regarding the founding of a nation," Percy asked, choosing his words carefully. "Are you really ready?"

A magical country.

Until John expressed his idea, basically no wizard had thought about this.

Gather all wizards and make them deepen their sense of belonging to the magical world.

"What we lack is time." John took a sip of his drink. "Before the great migration comes, we need to stop the outsiders from coveting us."

"These people tempered by the flames of war will be the foundation of the country."

"The new education will give the next generation of wizards greater power."

"We can't hide in the Muggle world forever. Only with our own laws and diplomacy can wizards live in the light."

We must take advantage of this opportunity to thoroughly promote the establishment of the magic kingdom.

Not just on a wizarding level, but in terms of Muggle recognition as well.

He wanted to give the magical world Muggle protection and gain recognition, which would be equivalent to them becoming a full part of the human country.

The current situation of wizards is similar to that of werewolves. They are not recognized and will always be hostile.

Percy also understood this, and after a moment's silence, he said, "I will do my best to help you accomplish this."

John smiled. These friends only made him feel at ease.

"I have a condition," Percy said, looking up, "You need to be present at my wedding."

"Of course." John agreed easily.

He forgot that the wedding was to be designed by the twins.

Obviously, the king of the magic world is not familiar with his own identity.

What a grand and noisy wedding that would be.

...

Just as John said.

He wants to put himself on the side of justice.

If it is justice, you must be oppressed before you can resist.

So when an owl flew into the American Embassy in the UK, the officials inside were stunned.

Number 24 on the west side of Grosvenor Square.

A white owl stared at the official who dared not move and raised its claws, scaring the official so much that he shrank his neck.

Basil: Didn’t this two-legged beast see me delivering the letter? Come and pick it up quickly!

Officer: What on earth is this?

He glanced at the two strong men who fell on the ground with lingering fear. Could this be a new terrorist attack?

owl?

Basil had no idea what he was thinking. He just killed all those who were foolish enough to stop him.

Don't worry, it uses the instep.

Officer: "Who are you? They are bleeding. Did you kill them?"

I guess the official was also scared, talking to an owl here.

Basil became impatient and said, "You don't want to answer the phone? I'll go there myself."

It jumped on the table and the officer stepped back.

One jump, one retreat.

The officer retreated to a corner.

Just as he was thinking about making a desperate effort to slide and tackle the Owl, Basil threw the letter in the official's face.

The officials looked at the owl stupidly as it walked away.

"Deliver a message?"

He is lost.

I looked at the address above.

To the President?

Ah, very good.

He must not have woken up yet, because first an owl knocked out two strong men, and then he wanted to deliver the letter to the president.

Haha, does the owl want to talk to the president about legal immigration of owls?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

...

The president received the letter and read its contents.

He didn't say anything, but turned his gaze forward.

During this period, he met with the minister more frequently than in the previous three years combined.

"I need an explanation." The president put down the letter from the magical world.

The above describes an incident in which America attacked itself.

The president announced that this was an exercise, and the survivors came looking for him right after?

There was a cold light in his eyes. This minister did not do his job cleanly.

I have to prepare for re-election and cannot let these things affect my image.

The minister took a deep breath. He didn't expect that the wizard would be so brazen as to run to the embassy and ask someone to send a letter?

"I'll take care of it." The minister looked down on the president's dream of re-election, but said in a deep voice, "Everything will return to normal."

Don’t those wizards want to negotiate?

Then negotiate!

The minister has an ugly face and has no credibility at all.

...

Chapter 771: The jungle was cleared, and the hunter approached

Negotiation?

How can unequal people sit at the same table?

"Your letter, Lord Wick."

Rarely is a letter not delivered by owl.

John waved his hand, signaling the man to go out.

Picking up the letter, he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"How long has it been since I last wrote with a pen?"

Looking at the not-so-beautiful handwriting, John could imagine how angry the other party would be when he could not contact him by phone and could only write letters.

Scan the letter.

"It's time to go on a business trip." John said with a smile on his face.

Let yourself see how proud the hunter is as he approaches with a shotgun.

"Please prepare my luggage."

John said as he started to gather up the things around him.

He personally doesn't need too much luggage, but after all, he wants to pretend to be weak.

To show weakness to the enemy, you must make people look down on you from the bottom of their hearts.

The exaggerated suitcase opened its mouth and pieces of magic crystals jumped in.

Penelope knocks on John's office door.

Now that John has reserved a position in the magical kingdom, it is natural that the Ministry of Magic will become John's subordinate.

Penelope and Percy look like a couple. They are used to reporting their work with a stern face when they are at work.

"Sir Wick, the work on the great migration has already begun."

"Silver Hand Fashion Architecture, Silver Hand Alchemy Workshop, and the International Institute of Magical Technology have begun to relocate various wizard gathering places."

"At the same time, the newly established Wizard Information Registration Office has also begun to count the number of wizards. Thanks to Johnny Silverhand for providing enough information, the statistics will be completed in half a month."

She reported her work.

The more she carried out John's instructions, the more surprised she was.

The king actually started collecting information about wizards a long time ago, which reduced a lot of pressure on the Ministries of Magic in various countries.

"Griphook, the head of the Gringotts Mint, sent a letter." Penelope pulled out the parchment from the file and handed it over. She couldn't help but say, "Some goblins are starting to clamor for equality."

equality.

In the past, the goblin has wanted many times to join the Ministry of Magic and become a decision-maker.

Fortunately, even though Fudge's generation was incompetent, they did not allow goblins to enter the Ministry of Magic.