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"Yes, give up your position, and the industry in your hand must provide competitive positions for mixed-race people." John slumped into the sofa... The men of the Stark family all know how to enjoy life. "We will not touch their family's accumulated wealth." However, the positions they hold must be filled by capable people. This is a necessary condition for us to gather the mixed blood..."

"We are not preparing for war..."

"Yes! We never thought of provoking a war, but look at the unemployed wizards gathered in Knockturn Alley. Which one is not a mixed race?!" John patted the coffee table hard. "If this continues, there will still be wars. Is it far?!"

"The purebloods control a lot of wealth, those glamorous jobs, and the production channels of all the products on the market, which has made it difficult for the mixed-bloods to survive...not to mention, they have also experienced a major purge. "

"We all know that when Death Eaters are raging, the ones who die the most are hybrids and squibs."

"I think it's very reasonable. Those who are capable are promoted and those who are incompetent are demoted. It's very fair." Grindelwald said casually... There is no reform without bloodshed.

Dumbledore also knew that this was fair, but it was definitely impossible to resort to peaceful means... He had been dealing with those families for decades, and he knew them too well.

"But there are not enough jobs in the wizarding world. Even if those families are willing to give up some of them to half-bloods, it will not help." The old man was a little excited. He was still making the last attempt. He wanted them to think about it again... After meeting After John, he knew how to break the situation...he just wanted things to be a little more perfect.

"After the exchanges with the Muggle government begin later, we can slowly release them into Muggle society..."

Looking at Dumbledore who was about to say something else, Grindelwald sat up straight and interrupted.

"It goes without saying, Albus... Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, these are the rules of purebloods." He leaned forward, his eyes gradually returned to their original appearance, looking directly at Dumbledore's eyes that were constantly dodging behind his glasses. "Blood debt must be tasted in blood. The incident more than ten years ago was not a war, but a purge coordinated by the government... Someone has to pay the price for it. I think your student and those gangsters under him are very suitable."

The conversation ended here, and Segel sent him back to Arthur's house.When leaving, the old man who was dressed casually but with a meticulously groomed beard and hair knelt down and held John's shoulders.

"Young Master, you and your master are really alike."

Having said that, John was at a loss as to what the hell was stuck in his throat... Thank you, I am the biological child of my parents. My parents are the biological children of my grandparents, and there is absolutely no one named Grindelwald among them!

I got home from the fireplace, and as soon as I raised my head, I saw Hermione on the sofa holding a book.

The Grangers had sent Hermione to John's house because of work since she was seven years old, and John was almost treated as a son-in-law...after all, they had grown up watching each other. Apart from the fact that they didn't usually like to read, John is quite satisfactory in other aspects.

"Mr. Wick, I have to remind you that Christmas is almost over."

She came over early this morning to block John, and was told by Catherine that he had gone to Weasley's house. When she got into the fireplace to go to Weasley's house, she was told by Arthur that this man had something to do, and asked Arthur Se just prevaricated her and didn't tell her where John had gone.

Hermione had a vague feeling that what John was going to do had something to do with her little vault... She couldn't help but be concerned about her little vault. The little half-blood wizard could exchange only a limited number of Galleons each year, and she also wanted to buy a few Mr. Lockhart books. book.

To be honest, after reading Mr. Lockhart's works, Hermione realized that there are more great wizards than those in textbooks and chocolate frog cards.

Why is it that wizards like Mr. Lockhart, who punched werewolves and kicked female ghosts, were not recorded on cards and textbooks?Hermione said it was a bit hard to understand.

"I plan to work with Dumbledore to sell potions that can restore people's vitality... in layman's terms, they are potions that can make people live a few more years."

"What?! Elixir?" Hermione grabbed John's hand with some excitement... The book said that only the Sorcerer's Stone can make people immortal. "Is this true, John?"

"Strictly speaking, it's not an elixir..." The sparkle in Hermione's eyes made John very happy... It seemed like he was back when he was two or three years old, when Hermione was stuck with him calling him brother every day. "There are some restrictions, but only It just helps people live longer."

"This is pretty good. Such a powerful potion should win the Order of Merlin, right?" Hermione was still excited, as if she was the one who was going to receive the Order of Merlin.

"Probably... I used all our money to make the first batch of potions. There were only a few bottles, so I gave them to Dumbledore and the others first..."

"It's okay. My parents and Aunt Catherine are still very young. You can take it later... I still can't believe Merlin's beard! This is an achievement that even those great pharmacists can't do... You are amazing, John!"

Hermione suddenly hugged John and kissed him.

Her excitement gradually infected him.

John hugged Hermione and said boldly

"My mother's godfather will provide me with a large amount of funds. I will soon be able to refine a large number of potions. Then we will keep some for our own use and sell the rest at a high price!"

"When the time comes, we will buy the entire Diagon Alley and rent it out. We and our children will have no worries about food and drink in the future!"

Hermione pushed John, but the emotional John didn't feel it.

"I don't know when I was hungry for you, little John... and now it's time for you and Hermione to talk about children?!"

John woke up with a start, feeling the struggle of the girl in his arms, and he quickly let go of her... Hermione straightened the folds of her clothes as quickly as she could in her life, and sat upright, looking at Catherine standing on the escalator.

Caught on the spot!

"It's just a metaphor, Mom."

John's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly realized... The adults of both families should have tacitly approved of their affairs, and Catherine also liked Hermione quite a bit... So why was he panicking?

He briefly talked about the potion and its possible subsequent effects, and Lewis was called down to listen.

"Well, I probably know... As for the money, Hermione is in charge of me and I feel relieved. Do you understand what I mean?" Catherine crossed her arms and leaned against her husband... She was proud of having such a son. "Hermione , I will go and talk to Milly about this... Don’t worry, little girl, I like you very much, I’m just afraid that your parents won’t agree.”

With that said, Catherine turned her head to John who was drinking honey water. "As for you, Mr. Wick...you are really capable. Your father will have a good talk with you later."

"No, why?!"

"Because you are my son, and because you and Hermione are only 12 years old! God, you even want a child now?!"

"No, we didn't..."

After explaining to his parents that he and Hermione were only kissing on the lips, and listening to a sex education lesson from his father, John was able to return to his nest... As for Hermione... John was halfway through his explanation. At that time, the little girl ran home with a blushing face.

As for Catherine's appointment with Mrs. Granger to talk tomorrow, John is not too worried. Even if the Grangers don't agree now, he can pursue it slowly.

Who am I, John?The apprentice of the Supreme Mage, the founder of the new world, the grandson of Howard Stark, the wealthy generation with an asset of over [-] million... John believed that there was no boy of the right age who was more powerful than him in the world.

"So you decided to get engaged now?"

A cold voice came from the window sill, and John realized belatedly that he could no longer feel the flow of air, and the whole room seemed to be still.

"You should know me, right?" The woman in yellow robe took off her hood, revealing... golden hair and beautiful cheeks.

"Actually, what I know is a bald guy..." John quickly covered his mouth mid-sentence... You're such a bitch, why can't you control your bad mouth? !Whether others grow their hair or not is none of your business.

"It's so rude... In fact, this is the advice you gave me... Put everything down and go see the world that I protect... as an ordinary person."

The woman took off the wig on her head. This time, a bald head reflecting the moonlight appeared.

"I'm going to return my power, so I'm going to take a look at you one last time..." Gu Yi came over, took out a folding fan, and patted John's head. "Sure enough, it's more comfortable for you to smoke like this."

"That's too much!" John hurriedly retreated to the door... This woman must be Gu Yi. After all, there is only one woman in Marvel who walks around with a bald head.

"Aren't you going to travel with Emperor Weishan?"

"It's not a trip, it's just to see the world in different dimensions." Gu Yi put away the folding fan indifferently and sat on John's bed... Don't show an unsatisfied expression, that's my head, not Toy!

"It's all the same. What do you mean by this? With all due respect... you're not going to die?"

"Of course I have to die. If Gu Yi doesn't die, the earth will never be able to grow..."

"So, another name-changing trick?"

"No, from the moment I return my power, no one in the world will remember the Ancient One anymore. They will only remember that there was once a Supreme Mage guarding the earth, just like all the Supreme Mages."

"Including me and Strange."

"Yes, including you two. This is the price for negotiating terms with Emperor Weishan... So, why don't you come over and let your teacher hug you?"

John walked over reluctantly... He felt like he had encountered a fake.The Supreme Mage would never do this, and still want to give me a hug... Bah!

"Sure enough, you are cuter now... I have always wanted to have a little disciple, just like me back then..." When she was a child, she loved being held by her teacher. It felt like being held by someone whose face she could not remember. Her father held him just the same...but Strange was too...old for her to hold him.

There was a cool smell on Gu Yi's body, just like the warmth of her arms, which made John tremble involuntarily.

"Okay, it will get warm in a while...I just came from the mountain courtyard."

His tone was like coaxing a baby... In fact, Ancient One did hold him when he was a baby.When John was asleep, she came to see her destined disciple.

"I made an agreement with Emperor Weishan that I will give it my power and it will leave me a boat ticket..."

"This thing still has a physical body?!" Looking at the ticket that Ancient Yi took out, John was not calm anymore... He thought it was just a metaphor. Ancient Yi would return the power to it, and it would wait for Ancient One...

"Of course not. This is the ticket you bought for me. It's to Hawaii, my first stop." Gu Yiyou took out a folding fan and tapped John's head.

It's over, I can't run away.

"Can't you see through the time stone? Why do you say I suggested you go..."

"secret."

"Then when did I become a disciple..."

"secret."

"Then I am not from this world, will I be rejected by the world in the future?"

John plucked up the courage to ask the question he had been worried about... He had read many time-travel novels and knew about world awareness and world line correction.No matter how hard it is, one day he will be treated as an invading virus by the world consciousness and eliminated...

Gu Yi knocked John on the head hard.

"secret!"

"Why is everything a secret? The Riddler?!"

John was a little angry. Wasn't this treating people like fools?

"Hahaha... I won't tease you anymore. Have you ever thought that these are the arrangements of this world... As for other issues, I will tell you before... So, goodbye, my disciple..."

"and many more…"

Feeling the coldness behind him and everything starting to flow, John knew that Ancient One...or who knows at what point in the future was gone.

"Why, I want to cry so much..."