I wield a sword at Hogwarts

People from the Magical Congress of America come.

They bring bad news.

Plymouth Colony suffers a Muggle invasion.

This shocked the wizards who wanted to stay in their homeland.

Grindelwald is gone, so why is it still unsafe for wizards to gather?

Taking this opportunity, the Ministry of Magic once again brought up the matter of the Wizarding City.

This time, all the unregistered people came.

Even the gathering place for wizards is no longer safe, so what are they doing there?

John laughed when he learned the news from Tang Mi.

Facilitate wizard gatherings.

Now, they just have to wait.

There was one thing, but the minister who told lies did not lie.

His death will be seen as a provocation to the United States.

Thinking about that president, it’s time to look for himself again.

This time, it was a real diplomatic negotiation.

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Chapter 777 Then declare war

America's morning is sensational.

Basically, the names of organizations that often appear in various film and television works have come out.

The bloody body beneath the Statue of Liberty was discovered in the morning.

Also discovered at the same time were the pair of wizard mobile troops.

They were imprisoned on suspicion of murdering high-ranking officials.

After extracting evidence and comparing the footprints behind them, it can basically be confirmed that it is this group of people.

But the strange thing is that they don't know.

Whether it's a polygraph or a truth serum, the results are the same.

The head of the FBI is investigating this incident that can shock the United States.

"These people's information has been wiped out."

The detective stared at the people whose identities were a mystery and said, "Enter the system to check. These people have been eliminated with the highest authority."

"Highest authority?" The person in charge paused.

The agent continued: "Francis."

It was actually eliminated by the deceased himself?

This made the person in charge look serious, and the case became more and more confusing.

The worst thing is that they don't have enough authority to investigate what's going on behind the scenes.

This is likely to be a unit secretly formed by the government.

However, for some unknown reason, they appeared at the first scene of the minister's death without any memory of these events.

"Sir," the female agent walked over quickly and said in the person in charge's ear, "the president wants to see you."

The person in charge's face hardened, this matter was even more difficult.

This is the death of an important minister, and neither the party nor the government behind it will give up.

This huge pressure was so overwhelming that the person in charge couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn it."

And the same person who exclaimed what a ghost was like him was Yuri Orlov who was supposed to be playing business on the golf course.

Olof's business is now getting bigger and bigger, and he has even gone to the warlords' territories in Africa to earn diamonds.

The days can be said to be prosperous.

He did not forget Mycroft's warning, but he never thought that his backer would fall so quickly.

And the way it collapsed was so direct.

This made Orlov just want to light up a cigar and calm down.

Looking at the swing partner there, his hands were shaking.

Fortunately, he changed the line in time, otherwise he would be on the way to be liquidated now.

The problem is that there is a problem with the supply of goods.

The supply of goods must be picked up as soon as possible.

War is the most profitable business in the world. If it were not for money, who would fight for it?

Because of the disintegration of the former Big Brother, there were many weapons stocks in that country.

My first big business started there, and I think I can continue to do this.

"I need to hide away for a while."

The more he thought about it, the more unsafe he felt, so he decided to leave to avoid the limelight during this period.

Wait until this matter is completely over before coming back.

Anyway, he has no shortage of luxury houses around the world, so he should be traveling.

Determined, he stood up and thought of something.

He took out his phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, Watson, are you interested in traveling?"

"where to?"

"Didn't you open a store in Sokovia last time? How about we go there?"

"Of course, this is us guys' party, you know."

"I'll have my plane pick you up."

The phone hangs up.

Olof could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"With this underground president by my side, even if someone wants to touch me, they still have to think twice."

He praised himself for his wit. He heard that there was a group of terrorists in Sokovia preparing to launch an attack, and they might be able to negotiate a business. He was really witty.

…

"Our minister has been dead under the Statue of Liberty for more than twelve hours, and you're telling me, and we didn't find out until now?"

The veins on the president's forehead throbbed, and the FBI director opposite was sweating.

"There is no record of them leaving in Washington," the person in charge said dutifully, "and aviation shows there is no record of the minister's private plane coming over."

Even if it was flying, there should be traces.

And these people don't know anything about it, and they don't even know that the minister is dead.

And it is also a secret force created by the minister.

It was all too weird.

"The minister issued an order yesterday to seal off an area in New York," the person in charge said solemnly, "I suspect his death is related to this incident."

The president didn't look good as he listened.

Now we are trying to suppress this matter as much as possible. The impact is too great. If it were released, it would definitely occupy the headlines.

And he knew that yesterday's minister was about to negotiate with the wizard.

Based on the minister's personality, I'm afraid that negotiation is fake and arresting talents is real.

"We need to suppress the impact of this as quickly as possible."

The president spoke, and he said pointedly, "The sooner this is resolved, the better."

The person in charge was stunned. He needed to find someone to take care of this matter.

This made him feel strange that the president seemed to be avoiding the matter.

When the person in charge went back, under their active investigation, they finally discovered what the minister had hidden.

The mission codenamed "Ratcatcher" fell into his eyes.

That's just the message.

There are more things they can't know.

"I'm afraid the only one who can know is the president."

The person in charge noticed something was wrong. Could it be that the president was also involved in this matter?

The date of its creation and eyewitness claims were that a large number of people were deployed in the cordoned off area.

This became suspicious.

…

The president scowled.

He asked the minister to deal with the wizard's matters by himself, just because he didn't want to involve him.

But now it's better, it's caused an uproar, and the minister is dead.

That guy also went beyond his own control to execute the plan, resulting in those troops never showing up again.

"Plan failed?"

The president thought, "The wizards who negotiated have disappeared, and the minister's death is inseparable from them."

He had a gloomy look on his face. He was an American no matter what, so killing him like this was a slap in the face.

Is this a declaration of war?

How can a group of wizards have the confidence to clamor against the most powerful country in the world?

"I thought I was kind enough, but you were too presumptuous."

The president glanced at the button on the table, where he could easily destroy a city or a country.

Wait until night.

The fireplace in the presidential palace burst into flames.

The president came over, he was a little dissatisfied, what kind of careless mediocrity had forgotten.

Just as he was about to call someone, there was a sound in the fireplace.

"Good evening, Mr. President."

The president paused, and he was the leader of a country after all. He quickly recovered.

Looking at the human face formed by the flames in the fireplace, he asked: "Wizard?"

"Yes," Flame Face said, "I think we should have met yesterday."

"Did you kill Francis?" The president frowned.

"Technically, it was his men who pushed him down."

John said calmly: "I'm just the victim."

"Victim?" The president smiled, staring at John's face. "You killed a Secretary of Defense."

"Magic Crystal Island," John said calmly, "Isn't it enough that your country launched an attack on us and did not hesitate to use nuclear bombs?"

"I don't want to discuss that," the president said coldly.