I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Spencer began to speak.

"Our magic is always developing. They are like pearls hidden in clam shells, waiting for our exploration."

"We have been through a lot in the past period of time."

"The departure of the previous leader has left a vacancy in the International Confederation of Wizards."

"For today's plan, only by electing a new leader, a truly worthy person, can we continue to lead us forward."

Spencer paused and said: "The new leader needs to have extraordinary wisdom, and we need a fair method."

"Luckily we found it."

"It was in the mysterious woodland in the East. Its reckless appearance brought hope and fairness to the magical society."

Under everyone's gaze, a young beast looked like a deer, but had scales.

As if afraid of the crowd, it came out slowly.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

Kirin.

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Chapter 663: Holy man, ridiculous

Repeating old tricks?

Old Barty's mind immediately recalled what Grindelwald had done.

He stared at the unicorn, which walked towards him with strides.

Spencer squatted down with a smile, and he reached out and picked up the little Qilin.

"Very well, very well, good boy."

Facing the surprised expressions of several people, he said: "My old friend discovered this unicorn and invited the little guy to come here."

His words confirmed that this was not arranged by Grindelwald.

The Delvers Association is a noble magic research association, and Spencers is the patriarch of it. His strength is unfathomable.

Grindelwald was unable to control a wizard who was experienced in magic.

And Spencers' reputation meant that he didn't need to favor anyone.

"After the candidates speak, let Qilin choose a new leader."

Spencer stroked Qilin's head. Qilin had a good impression of the old man.

Letting himself be hugged, the little Kirin's round grape-like eyes looked at the four of them.

They speak in order.

Odom Tick was the first to appear, and his speech was full of passion.

His supporters cheered for him one after another, and his confident appearance was in line with his American mainstream.

He advocates adventure and uses the spirit of exploration to open new paths in the magical world.

Spencer recognized this.

Next is Jing Zhang, who advocates equality, maintains order, and develops peacefully without interfering with other countries.

This made her gain the favor of many neutrals, and the voices supporting her became louder.

Then Inge came on.

Although Spencer was smiling, his eyes showed scrutiny.

Old Barty contacted the International Federation of Wizards and he had seen the ring symbolizing Schmidt.

As a veteran figure, Spencer naturally recognized the Schmidt family logo.

So to a certain extent, he prefers what Old Batty said.

So at this moment, Yingge's identity in his eyes became subtle.

Grindelwald.

Anyone who has seen that era will be in awe of it. Spencer studied magic, but he also saw Grindelwald's methods.

He held the little unicorn in his arms to make sure that the unicorn would not be turned into an Inferi by Grindelwald's old trick.

In addition to him, some dignitaries from the magical society who had received the news were also staring at Inge.

Inge stood in front, taking out his wand so that his voice could reach everyone's ears.

"Magic is fading."

His first words made his supporters stop cheering.

Inge didn't care, his expression was flat.

"Yes, it is declining. What we were once proud of, the magic that was regarded as a miracle."

His wand lit up fluorescent light, "Light was once unique to wizards. We had the miracle of turning day into night, but now, Muggle technology has created electric lights."

"They don't know magic, but their technology can create miracles that are not inferior to magic," Inge extinguished the light of his wand and said loudly, "They have taken away the miracles that belong to us. Technology is killing magic, and Muggles are killing it." magic!"

"What we are proud of is being taken away bit by bit, but some people are still immersed in the past."

"Friends, the sky and ocean that belong to us are being taken away."

Once upon a time, before Muggles invented airplanes, the vast sky belonged to wizards.

When Muggles created airplanes, wizards who could fly freely were forced to avoid them.

Inge's words make people think deeply.

Inge waved his arms in the picture and shouted loudly: "We need to change, change our ways, magic will not weaken, only wizards will make it decline!"

"In this world, only the fittest survive, and the weak eat the strong," Yingge roared. "If you are not strong, there will be death. Strength is the eternal melody, so we need to change! Change us! Let us be stronger! Let magic be great again!"

Inge stopped speaking and his supporters cheered.

He calmed down his excitement, calmed himself down again, looked at the peaceful Bhutanese sky, and said, "Thank you."

Walking to the back, Inge looked at Old Barty and smiled: "It's your turn, Crouch."

Old Batty took a deep look at Inge and stepped forward.

The cheers for his appearance were the loudest.

What Old Batty represents is a harmonious society created for all to see.

In terms of performance, he is the best among the four.

Defeated Voldemort, imprisoned Death Eaters, promoted the birth of a series of policies, and advocated the equality of werewolves.

In terms of seniority, he is also the oldest.

After experiencing the chaos of Voldemort, he also competed for the position of Minister of Magic.

Having worked in the Ministry of Magic for decades, he has sufficient management experience.

In terms of reputation, he is the best.

The Second Dynasty built momentum for it, and the Ancient Alliance proclaimed its name.

Just by standing there, he met all the requirements to become a new leader.

"ladies and gentlemen……"

…

Middle-aged people come to the defense base.

After responding to inquiries about missing weapons, he came to his office.

After closing the door, he turned around and saw a man sitting in his seat with his back turned.

The middle-aged man frowned, put his hand on the gun, pulled out the weapon, and said coldly: "Raise your hand and turn around slowly."

"Have you forgotten me?" The man turned around slowly, revealing the wizard's face that appeared during the theft, "General."

"Is it you?" The general said with a frown without putting down his weapon, "The things have been shipped, what are you doing here?"

"oh?"

The young man said unexpectedly: "I thought you would be happy to see me."

"Happy? You freaks," the general sneered, "If you didn't need the help of strength, you wouldn't even be qualified to appear in front of me."

The young man moved slightly, and the general pointed his gun at the young man's hand.

"Hold still, take your hand off that wand, you don't want to try to see which one is faster, magic or bullets."

The young man shrugged, and the general said, "Now, get out of my position and out of my room."

Staring at the threatening general, the young man was silent for a while and said, "So you are not serving the country."

"Huh?" The general frowned.

The young man suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of being pressed on the general's scalp.

He looked back and the feeling disappeared.

"What the hell are you doing!" The general realized something was wrong, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks.

The figure of the young man appeared, but the general did not move.

The disguise faded away, revealing John's face.

He controlled the general with mind magic and raised his hand to explore his memory.

The general is like a book that John can read at will.

When he saw where those weapons were, John's expression changed.

…

"Very well, the four candidates have expressed their thoughts," Spencers said, putting down the unicorn, "let's come to the final step."

"Qilin's choice will elect a new leader for us!"

Qilin, who was put down, jumped and walked towards the four candidates.

It walked by, Odom Tick, Odom smiled ingratiatingly, as if he thought this would allow Qilin to choose him.

It's a pity that the bearded face is not friendly enough to let Qilin walk over.

Jing Zhang was very nervous, and the corners of her lips tightened.

Put your palms together in front of you, maintaining dignity.

Qilin turned around and chose to go over.

It came to Inge.

Yingge looked at it quietly. Qilin hesitated for a while and continued to walk over.

Old Batty's supporters held their breath nervously when they saw this scene.

At this time, Old Batty suddenly felt that everything had become calm.

He once looked for the ladder to power, but now that it is right in front of him, he has become less impatient.

Qilin lingered in front of him, seemingly troubled.

Spencer was also a little nervous.

Under everyone's gaze, Qilin walked back.

Old Barty was startled when he saw Qilin walking in front of Yingge, spinning in the same circle, and finally it bent its legs and bowed.

Not only Old Barty, but Spencer was also stunned.

The person chosen by Qilin must be a pure, holy and powerful person.

But all this is hard to accept.