I swung a sword at Hogwarts

However, there is a prerequisite. The place where the wizard is born will automatically give birth to visa-free access to the corresponding country. Before completing a series of studies in the magic country, the real universal passport needs to be certified by the magic country and the United Nations.

This has the advantage that if something goes wrong with the wizard, the fault can be shared among the United Nations who are evaluated together.

I have to say that McCoff, who came up with this idea, is very smart.

John could see that the other party's view of wizards was gradually changing. The two sides were the first countries to establish friendly relations, so naturally there was a more special feeling.

...

Chapter 820: The Eternal Witch King's Throne

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has even more arduous tasks.

Penelope had no complaints about this and was even very happy.

As Minister of Foreign Affairs, the more things she does, the higher her status.

Even Percy was a little envious.

The Alchemy Department worked overtime to make new machines.

Magical passports are issued by the Ministry of Magic in a country after a wizard has demonstrated magical talent.

"You managed this all by yourself."

Percy sighed, "When I'm by your side, I always feel like I'm not needed."

"I'm really sorry, but you will find that not being needed is the most comfortable thing in the future." John chuckled.

The two walked along the streets of the Wizard City towards the Magic Tower.

Standing under the magic tower, Percy sighed again: "Every time I see this tower, I feel isolated from the world."

"You might be able to change this place a bit."

Percy walked to the door and pushed it open and said, "Like this empty place."

"A little more decoration would make you happier here, wouldn't it?"

Percy turned inside and saw John standing in the doorway.

His shadow stretched long enough to make Percy stop talking.

"Life?" John shook his head and laughed meaninglessly, "You never talked to me so much before."

"Maybe it's because of a feeling." Percy sighed and looked at John, "I feel like you're getting farther and farther away from us."

"I used to be able to stand beside you, but I never knew when I would fall behind by one step, then the second step, then the third step..."

Percy looked at the shadow in the middle, as if it was a natural chasm separating the two of them.

"But yesterday, you officiated at Cedric's wedding, and I felt like you were back with us again." Percy said, "I'm very happy."

"I'm happy too," John recalled yesterday. "It was a really happy day."

"Tell me, John," Percy stared at John, "will those days ever come back?"

"Will you show up at my wedding?"

Percy stepped towards John, "Tell me, what are you going to do, John?"

John looked towards the staircase leading to the magic tower. He shook his head and said, "I'll be at your wedding, Percy."

"Really?" Percy paused.

"of course."

John smiled and said, "I don't think I've ever missed an appointment."

"I'll be looking forward to your arrival," Percy said with a complicated expression, "You don't have to put everything on yourself, you still have us, don't you?"

"Thank you, Percy."

John walked towards the stairs, stepped onto them, and said, "You are very good friends."

He walked up the endless staircase step by step.

Percy watched John disappear from view.

His figure became increasingly blurred until it finally disappeared completely.

Percy stood under the magic tower for a long time. He moved his feet and left the empty and lonely tower with difficulty.

"We're always here, John."

He left his last words, not knowing whether John could hear them.

On top of the tower.

The throne under the curtain is finally completed.

Black and white owls stand on both sides.

On the empty top floor, John walked towards the curtain step by step.

"I need a new chair," he muttered. "One that I can sit in and become the Witch King."

The master of magic, the king of wizards.

John reached out and touched the curtain, pulling it away with force.

The blood-red color was drawn out, fell to the ground, and turned into a lake of spilled blood.

Standing above the blood lake is a golden throne made of countless magic wands and swords.

The Witch King ignited his body with the golden eternal flame and used the magic stone that created everything as material.

It symbolizes the cycle of time and also the infinity of magic.

Gold and red symbolize eternity and creation.

Dark blue and silver symbolize the soul and immortality.

This is a throne that is always burning, and it is also a throne that is always moving in time.

It is as unavoidable as time.

Eternity is its name.

Solitude is its meaning.

The Immortal shall sit in it and protect his people forever.

John reached out and touched it; the Eternal Witch King's throne was calling him.

The Magic Tower is a super huge amplifier.

The eyes of the starry sky create a temple of thought that covers the world.

This throne can keep John sober and rational forever.

On the throne, he is the omnipotent Witch King.

Apart from……

free.

John took a step forward and his foot was pulled.

He looked down.

Tom bit John's wizard robe and made a whining sound.

"I know, Tom." John stopped and looked at the beautiful throne. "Now is not the time to sit on it."

"Yes, I know," John stroked Tom's head and looked into his dark eyes, "You can't bear to leave me."

Tom hung his tail and sat there, not letting John get close to the hateful throne.

John smiled.

He picked up Tom and walked outside.

But he stopped and looked back at the Eternal Witch King's throne. He understood that some things could not be avoided.

"Dumbledore, you said that love is great and unrivaled."

John stood on the platform overlooking the Wizard City and looked up at the sky.

"Love?"

His time is running out.

Maybe after attending Percy's wedding and the school league, it's time for me to start preparing.

The Witch King gave everything he had to magic, including himself.

Selfish Slytherin, forced to love the whole world.

What a cruel punishment.

Among the three brothers, the eldest brother, who thinks he is the one who punishes the second and third brothers, is the one who cannot change.

Strength comes first.

John lowered his head and looked down at the earth.

His lips moved slightly.

"John Wick, you have to seize this final madness."

He seemed to be talking to himself, and also to the whole world.

Since he has to stay here, he might as well let John Wick have a good time before entering the tower.

...

Hogwarts is experiencing its busiest time since its founding.

School league.

Ten magic schools from all over the world compete on the same stage.

They have Ugadu who is good at shapeshifting.

Mesmer who studied potions.

Kodosdoriz is a land rich in fortune tellers.

Beauxbatons, the school of the greatest alchemist Nicolas Flamel.

Durmstrang was allowed to study the Dark Arts.

Tarot Vocational and Technical School of Magic is participating in the European Magic Schools Competition for the first time.

Ban'ard is almost entirely composed of wizards.

Castrobuse grilling meat in one hand and playing football in the other.

Ilvermorny, which has some ties to Hogwarts.

Finally, there is Hogwarts, the organizer of this first school-level league.

Delegations from various schools arrived at Hogwarts on October 10th.

Their different ways of appearance also opened the eyes of the Hogwarts students.

Beauxbatons' divine horse, Durmstrang's black ship.

There is also the Migration of Beasts in Uagadu and the huge black eagle in Ban'ad.

There are so many strange and bizarre methods.

Hogwarts students also know that other schools besides Hogwarts have their own characteristics.

Hagrid changed into nice clothes, trimmed his beard, and sprayed some perfume to make himself look less sloppy.

Ms. Maxime walked down from the carriage castle and saw Hagrid, with whom she was exchanging letters.

Out of sight of the students, she gave Hagrid a wink.

It made Hagrid almost unable to stand.

When the students saw Headmaster Mesmer, they stared with wide eyes, looking back and forth between Snape and the other person.