I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John pushed Goss's head away, looked at the reporter, and said calmly: "Do you think the Magic Institute is a good school?"

John sneered, "Then do you know that this school has been conducting experiments that dehumanize people since Genshige took over as principal?"

With a snap of his fingers, volumes after volumes of dossier flew out of John's small bag.

Using a copying spell, these items fall into everyone's hands.

Old Batty took a copy and opened it. He was fluent in more than 200 languages, including neon.

As he watched, Old Batty's expression became more and more serious.

By the end, his face was ashen and veins popped out on his forehead.

"Human experiments." Old Barty said angrily, almost squeezing out these words between his teeth, "The Magic Institute is actually conducting human experiments!"

John saw the reporter's confused face when receiving the dossier, so he prepared the English version very thoughtfully.

At the same time a photo is passed around.

These were all taken by John before blowing up the magic house, and Gauss also contributed a lot.

Texts are far less direct to the eye than images.

The reporters who had previously clamored that Johnny Silverhand was a butcher were all silent now.

They stared at the pictures with wide eyes.

All kinds of experiments that dehumanize the children are accompanied by the painful faces, countless corpses immersed in the liquid, and those Muggle children who were plundered.

Torment from body to mind to soul.

These can no longer be called humans, they are simply beasts!

The children who came with their instructors hid timidly behind their adults.

If you look closely, you will see that their hair is sparse and their bodies have scars from years of torture and experimentation. Their bodies are thin and thin, and some have their hands so frozen that they were knocked off with a hammer.

A dehumanizing approach coupled with solid evidence and witness.

Several instructors from the magic institute who were not involved came out one after another to state that there were little wizards going missing in the magic institute, and after a while, those little wizards would appear inexplicably again.

However, the little wizard who reappeared had no memory, and all memories were erased by a powerful forgetting spell.

In severe cases, the little wizard will never be able to go to school again.

And all of this came to nothing under the control of Yuan Zhong and the pressure of the big shots behind the scenes.

What Johnny Silverhand blew up was not a school, but a den that destroyed young wizards.

The Dark Lord they accused was the savior of the Magic House.

"Now, do you still think I am a butcher?"

John waited quietly, scanning all the reporters.

Physical evidence, witnesses, victims.

All the evidence is complete, this is an explosion that shocked the entire magical world.

John went to Neon and brought back a bomb that was enough to cause a nuclear explosion in the magical world.

A magic school is involved, how many big neon figures are involved, and whether the Muggle world is also involved.

The instruments in those photos seemed to have something similar to Muggle research.

Everything made this night destined to be an extraordinary night.

Stay until the next day.

Unsurprisingly, the international wizarding community was a sensation.

The neon magic society, which was originally a victim, turned around and became a perpetrator.

Neon, which was originally closed to the country, finally came out to speak out.

This opening made the entire Neon the target of public criticism.

The Neon Ministry of Magic responded that the evidence was all false.

They tried to stop it by covering other people's mouths, but now the problem can no longer be solved by covering their mouths.

The subjects involved were not only people from Neon's own country, but also people from other countries.

The international wizarding society put pressure on Neon, and the leader was none other than Johnny Silverhand.

No, it should be John Wick.

He told everyone that he had a list in his hand that he found at the experimental site.

Now, the Neon Ministry of Magic couldn't sit still.

They wanted to stop it, but John released the list.

That list once again shocked the magical international community.

Because there is not only the current minister of the Neon Ministry of Magic, but also the previous minister, senior officials of the Neon Muggle government, and so-called members of the royal family.

Neon Purebloods are also involved.

It can be said that this list will bring half of the neon magic society to a standstill.

The Ministry of Neon Magic is trying every means to block the news and wants to close the country again.

However, today’s technology is no longer something that can be easily accomplished.

The Neon Magic Society was furious when they saw these lists.

The minister was forced to step down, and the craftsman's spirit of bowing ninety degrees to apologize lost its effect.

Things are changing over there, and Old Barty will lead the International Federation of Wizards to continue to put pressure on Neon.

No matter which society you are in, human experimentation has touched the bottom line.

Not to mention this is massive.

John announced that Silverhand's foundation will be responsible for the little wizards who were victims and set up an organization to serve them. At the same time, Muggle victims will also receive help from the foundation and return to Muggle society.

This approach directly raised John's reputation to the level of being praised for his greatness.

The purebloods who attacked him at the same time also fell silent under a series of actions.

They criticized Silverhand's behavior and were hated by the magical society because they were helping those beasts target good people.

After one operation, he turned the tables against the wind, and old Batty sighed with emotion, he was born at the right time.

If in a few years, this monster chooses the minister, there will be no suspense.

And John didn't get swelled by this incident.

Because he discovered something.

He seemed to have been tricked by the God of Death.

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Chapter 509: Exile, playing with the price of death

John rubbed his eyes and sighed as he looked at the black and white picture in front of him.

"Going color blind?"

The world loses its color.

John also didn't find out until he woke up in the morning.

He thought he was overtired, but now it seems that this is the price of magic.

"My right eye was blurry before, but fortunately it didn't completely make me blind."

It's just that he became color blind, John comforted himself.

Basil flew into the room and tilted his head.

Riddle flew next to it and cooed.

John took out the dried fish and placed it in front of the two owls. The third owl, Qiqi, the big-headed gray owl, flew in and was kicked out by Basil.

Obviously, as a fire dragon, Qiqi was not qualified to have dinner with the two big guys.

John comes down to the attic where Watson is looking at an envelope.

It had been a week since he left Hogwarts, and Watson was still a little unfinished.

"I arranged twenty heavy firepowers with Chicago typewriters in their hands at the school gate, as well as three Gatlings and an acquired tank."

Watson smacked his lips and said regretfully: "There is also an armed helicopter, which your grandfather borrowed from the Bear Country, and he has no chance to use it."

John looked at his father in silence.

The current situation in the Bear Country, and my grandfather's influence in the Bear Country, it doesn't seem that difficult to accept an armed helicopter.

I just didn't expect that dad would actually get all these things in.

"Not to mention how the helicopter came in, but where did you buy the tank?"

"There was an American immigrant named Yuri Orlov. He was called the King of War. There was nothing he couldn't do."

Watson shrugged and said, "I also have some business dealings with him."

"Aren't you going to open a hotel?" John said in surprise.

"The hotel needs some security measures." Watson said, which made people wonder what level of security measures they had.

Watson sat on the sofa and said with emotion: "Magic is really magical. I thought the house was bombed, but it turned out fine."

The Wick family was bombed once, and Watson thought he was going to sleep on the street.

As a result, John moved his magic wand and the place was repaired.

They announced to the public that they had found a very reliable construction company.

Believe it or not, the Dursleys believe it anyway.

They went out for a nice meal to celebrate their family's holidays this year without having to worry about spending it with Harry.

The magic of love requires staying with the Dursleys for enough time before reaching adulthood, but now that Voldemort is dead, the magic of love does not need to be renewed.

Petunia had some mixed feelings, but Vernon was just happy.

Yesterday, Vernon came to the Wick family in person and delivered a roasted turkey to the Wick family.

As for the taste of turkey, that's a matter of opinion.

John once thought that they ate turkey simply because the chickens were cheap and plentiful.

Sitting down to breakfast, John stared at the two jams in front of him.

Unfortunately, my jam jar looked exactly the same, and the label on it was torn off by a middle-aged man who had nothing to do.

One blue and one red.

Blueberry and strawberry flavors.

As for the middle-aged man, he and John were reaching out for strawberry jam.

John hesitated and handed the bottle on his left to Watson.

Watson, not doubting his presence, looked at the letter in his hand and spread jam on the bread.

A few seconds passed.

Watson looked at the blueberry jam in his hand suspiciously and looked up at John's calm expression.

He had some doubts about whether his son did it on purpose.

He asked tentatively: "Did you do it on purpose or accidentally?"

"Accidentally." John said calmly.

He had already seen the truth from Watson's expression.

Watson stared at the blueberry jam.

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