I swung a sword at Hogwarts

After that, the goblin held a grudge and disrupted some decisions of the Ministry of Magic several times.

John took the letter and unfolded it, raised an eyebrow, and said casually, "Equality?"

"They seem to have forgotten who gave them the space to survive."

A group of foreigners who once launched a rebellion still dare to clamor for equality.

John scoffed.

Werewolves are equal because they are wizards who changed the past.

As for the goblins, they have their own culture and inheritance, and have many records of confronting wizards, so they still hope for equality.

John had done his best by not turning them into slaves.

After reading Griphook's letter, John was quite impressed by the goblin who knew how to deal with the current situation.

"The goblin list, this is your way of showing your loyalty."

Griphook handed over a list of all goblins, including many old goblins who were not recorded in the Ministry of Magic.

Those are the guys that need to be watched.

There might be some goblins who rebelled in the past who are still alive today.

John said to Penelope, "Draft a document to officially appoint the goblin Griphook as the director of the Gringotts Mint."

"Understood." Penelope nodded and prepared to leave.

"Penelope," John called her and said, "get ready, we are leaving too."

Set off?

Go to America!

Penelope nodded again, and as she left, there was fatigue in her eyes.

She did her homework to prepare for this negotiation with the United States.

As a mixed race, she can gather more information about that country.

It is only by understanding that I realize how powerful the person I am going to negotiate with this time is.

John could see that she was distracted, but he didn't care much.

After all, it was nominally a negotiation, but what he actually had to do was to make the hunter feel pain.

The outcome of the negotiations is not important.

Anyway, I brought enough chips to make people greedy.

Penelope didn't know this and thought John was going to negotiate with the Muggles to gain living space for the magical world.

I can only say that Percy has a good vision and this girl is very suitable to be the person in charge of this position.

No one dislikes a diplomat who is able to put himself in the wizard's shoes and solve problems for him.

"Unfortunately, we need not only peaceful diplomacy, but also fist diplomacy."

John smiled slightly, the silver ring covering his right hand, the unusual bright gem on it was fascinating.

"Level 8. Now I should be able to challenge those people."

After the duel with Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard was born.

It also gave John the confidence to challenge the most powerful Muggle country.

Although Muggles are powerful, they have a flaw.

life.

The silver turned back into a ring, replaced by black scales.

John's eyes turned into vertical pupils and he spoke an ancient and obscure language.

"I hope you are arrogant enough so that I can stand on the side of justice without guilt and impose sanctions on you."

...

Airports in America.

Penelope walked out in a daze. She didn't understand why she had to take a plane here.

There are things like portkeys that are faster.

The main thing.

She was flying alone.

This makes wizards who are used to traveling through the Floo Network and on flying brooms feel very awkward.

But I have to admit that airplanes are more comfortable than the wizards' flying tools.

"Let's go."

John's voice sounded to her left, and Penelope was startled.

"Lord Wick?" She looked around, "Where are you from?"

"This isn't something worth worrying about," John snapped his fingers, and a taxi stopped in front, "Get in."

The driver didn't know why, he just wanted to pick up these two passengers.

The taxi drove along and stopped at the political center of America.

The guards at the door ignored the two of them, and John walked up with Penelope.

When a fat man with a Mediterranean hairstyle pushed open the glass door of the conference room, he walked in calmly and sat down.

The fat man was stunned. "Who are you?"

John smiled and said, "Hello, we have an appointment with your country to discuss the Atlantic Exercise."

"Ah?" the fat man said uncertainly, "I need to confirm it."

"Please."

Having said that, John had no intention of leaving the meeting room.

He glanced at the two American flags and waved his hand, and one of the flags turned into the symbol of the magic kingdom.

Penelope hesitated and asked, "Is this really okay for us?"

She felt that her boss was not playing by the rules at all.

Without even a single notice, he walked right in unhindered.

This was completely different from her previous negotiations with Britain.

Are the people here easy to talk to?

"Of course, after all, we have an appointment." John didn't care. If he knew what Penelope was thinking, he would definitely laugh.

Being easy to talk to is not something that people here have ever seen. In fact, the people here are more barbaric and rude than primitive people.

They were able to come in only because John used mental magic to hint at those people and made them notice them.

The fat Mediterranean man informed Minister Francis of the incident.

The minister frowned and angrily shouted, "What are you doing here?"

The two men just slipped in without any hindrance. You should know that he had no intention of negotiating at first. He just wanted to lure them out and capture them, and get from them the information about the magic crystal mine and how to survive.

But two people entered here without permission, disrupting his plan.

In order to prevent the two from escaping, the minister decided to meet the wizards.

"Mike, that idiot, has repeatedly mentioned the strangeness of those wizards. I want to see if there is anything stranger than bullets."

He sneered and prepared to go meet the wizard.

No matter what the outcome, this negotiation will end with my victory.

He was extremely sure about this.

He went to the meeting room with his people.

There was originally a discussion to be held here, but it was arranged by the minister to go elsewhere.

Walk through the door.

Two hunters met in the forest.

In front of the wizard who was hiding carefully, the hunter slowly pushed aside the jungle, revealing his greedy and cruel face.

The American big shot's fake smile and hypocritical acting made people realize how many times this man had deceived his people.

"wizard?"

The minister came in and glanced at the two men with an aggressive look.

It was a shabby team with only two people.

A woman, a young person who is probably still in school.

The country's diplomatic team always travels on a large scale, but these two people are laughable.

The minister looked at them, and John smiled and said, "Hello, we are representatives of the Magic Kingdom, and we hope to discuss with your country about the Magic Crystal Island."

"Oh?" The minister sat down nonchalantly, "Are you going to apologize?"

Although he was the attacker, he waited for an apology with a condescending tone.

Penelope said with a straight face, "Your country attacked our island without any reason, causing harm to wizards. We hope to find a solution."

"A solution? Of course there is."

The minister cast an aggressive gaze at Penelope. To be honest, he had never played games with a witch before.

I'm getting a little tired of those cover models.

This witch seems to be good-looking.

The look in his eyes when he was looking at the goods made Penelope feel uncomfortable.

...

Chapter 772: Against the Wizard Mobile Force

The minister didn't even bring a recorder into this meeting.

You can imagine what kind of attitude he had. He smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

He didn't even glance at John, but instead stared at Penelope, the witch dressed in Muggle work clothes.

Penelope said with a straight face: "The diplomat of the magic kingdom, Penelope Clearwater."

"Oh—I remember you," said the Minister. "Mike mentioned you."

"He's told you about your tricks many times."

The Minister paid no attention to the fact that he was speaking to a wizard, and dismissively referred to magic as a trick.

This made Penelope unhappy, and she said in a deep voice: "Magic is not a trick!"

Magic is the ability that wizards rely on to survive. For Penelope, she cannot allow others to insult wizards.

"Aren't you looking for a solution?" The minister was very angry with the president because of the witch matter. He stood up and walked to Penelope and whispered in her ear, "I wonder if witches are the same as girls?"

John turned to look at the minister, the smile gone from his face.

Penelope clenched her fists. She wanted to use a very vicious magic on this guy's face to make ugly pimples grow on his face.

However, this is not where she can be willful.

Seeing that Penelope didn't say anything, the minister slowly placed his hands on Penelope's shoulders and squeezed them.

"Well? That's a good suggestion."

He thought he had it under control, but John spoke up.

"If you don't take your hand off the Clearwater diplomat's shoulder," John looked up at the annoying old face and smiled, "I will throw you off the Statue of Liberty."

His smile was not amusing at all, only sending a sting of chills through the minister's body.