I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"How did it happen to them?"

"It's a Muggle, a Muggle weapon!"

"It's terrible when Muggles will master this kind of power."

"We have to fight back and destroy those things!"

"It's not the Muggles that are wrong, it's those people!"

"If Muggles didn't have these weapons, we'd be fine!"

The international magical community has fallen out.

And at this time, a terrible saying was born.

"This world belongs to wizards," the white-haired and different-eyed wizard appeared in the wizard's tavern with a calm face. "Those terrible and destructive things, created by Muggles, will appear on the wizard's head."

"Grindelwald?!"

Someone yelled in horror.

Grindelwald smiled slightly, he turned a blind eye to his fear, and walked towards the front of the tavern.

"I know some of you fear me, yes, yes, the attack, let's just say it."

He stood in front, alone, without the slightest entourage.

"Is that really an attack?" He looked at a middle-aged wizard.

The middle-aged wizard was so frightened that his legs trembled.

Grindelwald smiled at him.

"We should see who Qilin chooses."

He reminded everyone that before the explosion, there was already a new leader of the International Federation of Wizards.

After his reminder, everyone remembered that there was such a thing.

But that devastating attack is inextricably linked to that leader.

"Have you ever thought about why he became the leader?" Grindelwald pointed at it with his index finger and said, "Magic chose him, and all he did was to save magic!"

"Nonsense!" a young wizard yelled, "Thousands of wizards died in that attack!"

"Yes, these are all necessary," Grindelwald did not deny, he walked up to the young wizard and asked, "Tell me, how did they die?"

"They died in Muggle weapons..."

Grindelwald looked around at everyone, "Muggles still have many of those things, and those things will fall on wizards sooner or later."

He raised his hand, like a missile, and his fingers dropped.

Everyone shivered.

"I let you see this in advance to let you understand," he said in a demagogic voice with his hands behind his back, "in this world, power is paramount, and Muggles have the power to destroy us."

"If we don't unite, we will be turned into ghosts under more powerful weapons."

A wizard hesitated and said, "But those wizards who were attacked..."

"They are destroying us," Grindelwald said without changing his face. "The Secrecy Law continues to exploit our living space. The Muggles who were once weak, under the protection of the Secrecy Law, are so powerful that wizards cannot deal with them."

"Brothers and sisters," Grindelwald said with tears on his face, "I want everyone to wake up."

Grindelwald said sincerely, "The sword of Damocles hangs above your head."

"The dangers we face compel me to go through such extreme measures."

After all, he shed another moving tear.

With tears in his eyes, he pleaded, "Magic will be great, believe me, my people."

The tavern fell silent.

...

Holy fire cleanses decay.

When this slogan sounded, the Ministry of Magic of various countries responded.

The house was stolen.

The voodoo party chanting slogans, they want to make magic great again.

They invite their fellow man to join them.

Join the magic.

The choice of unicorn proves the choice of magic.

Those deaths are sacrifices before the dawn to light them up and keep them awake.

Muggle technology threatens the very existence of magic.

If there is no change, what awaits them will be the desperation with nowhere to escape like Bhutan.

"Grindelwald killed thousands of wizards, and now he is shouting slogans for magic?" German Minister of Magic Gresham did not participate but escaped. He yelled at the temporary meeting organized by the International Federation of Wizards.

"20 Ministers of Magic, 300 Ministry of Magic employees, 2123 innocent wizards," Gresham roared angrily, "They are all dead!"

"Yes, we are very clear," Oblansk, the Bulgarian Minister of Magic in the parliament, said in a deep voice, "but we don't know the exact location of Gellert Grindelwald yet."

"British Minister for Magic, Barty Crouch, died in this attack," someone said. "We need a leader."

"Leader?" Gresham felt absurd. "At this moment, are you still thinking about that bit of power?"

"No, I didn't mean me." The man was a little embarrassed and said, "We can find a new leader to lead us."

"He's right," said Bulgaria's Minister of Magic Obransk. "At this time, we need to unite."

"Grindelwald preaches the Muggle threat all over the world," Oblansk said. "We need leaders to reassure the masses."

"Muggle threat?" Gresham sneered, "We all contact some officials from Muggle countries, don't we know?"

"You don't know." The old voice said.

Gresham was about to retort when he saw the man, and he shut his mouth.

It was an old man like Spencer, from the Drillers Association.

"Muggles have always been wary of wizards." The old man's cloudy eyes swept over the representatives present.

The Minister of Magic died, and those countries can only elect representatives to participate in this parliament.

Access to the Muggle government, both wizarding and Muggle, is top secret.

Only the president and prime minister know.

Likewise, the Minister of Magic is qualified to contact the Muggle government.

"Witches are feared because of their mystery."

The old man used to be the Minister of Magic of a country, and became a member of the Drillers Association after he abdicated.

So he understood very well that the image of wizards in Muggles is mysterious.

Mystery will make them afraid of wizards, so they will stay on the sidelines of wizards.

When Fudge was the Minister of Magic, he bossed the Prime Minister around and even asked him to work with wizards.

This is an act of death, and only ignorant fools would do it.

The function of the secrecy law is to maintain this mystery.

Only by making their image more elusive will Muggles not be able to take action.

But if Muggles know, wizards will die under missiles too.

Then the mystery of the wizard will cease to exist.

The mystery that has been established for a long time collapses, so what is the exchange?

This makes people dare not think carefully.

"We need a hero to lead us out of this predicament, out of this suffocating world that is about to collapse."

The old man said in a deep voice: "Grindelwald is trying to be that hero, we need to stop him."

Yes.

Muggles see the vulnerability of wizards, and wizards see the strength of Muggles.

This is Grindelwald's conspiracy.

No, Yangmou.

He was giving the wizard a path he couldn't choose.

And he himself became the leader and banned the status of the International Federation of Wizards.

"Who is this person?" someone asked.

This is no ordinary thing, this is the real downfall of the building.

"Dumbledore..." Yalefan was also in this council.

"Forget about Dumbledore."

The speaker was the representative of the British Ministry of Magic... Percy Weasley.

Percy said in a deep voice, "Dumbledore, apart from his magical power, what else should you miss?"

"Pay attention to your words, Weasley." Yalefan said coldly, "Dumbledore once defeated Grindelwald!"

"How did you defeat it?" Percy sneered. "You don't know that man well."

"He won't hold power, as he said desire, desire, ha." Percy shook his head. "How ridiculous, you want to tell Dumbledore, and then wait for him to reject you?"

"You did it, didn't you?"

The representatives of various countries looked at each other in blank dismay. Indeed, Dumbledore's reputation in the Ministry of Magic is really not very good.

"I'll tell you, even if he isn't elected, he'll mobilize for it," Percy folded his hands under his chin. "He'll call up his former friends and have another 'Dumbledore Saves the World'."

Yes, it is like this.

Everyone has a deep memory.

What a familiar formula, they have experienced it.

Percy moved his gaze to the French Minister of Magic who was three feet away, and said, "Mr. Roland, who do you think is more suitable?"

When Charles Roland saw everyone's eyes shifting towards him, he was smiling, but he was actually cursing inwardly.

Taking a deep breath, Roland had no choice but to say; "Dumbledore is really not suitable."

"He's old, and Grindelwald is young now."

He hesitated again and again, and said, "We have younger ones, don't we?"

young?

Who?

Roland knew that what he was going to do next would make him a fan of that person.

But he had no choice.

He threw the newspaper and let it unfurl in the air.

"This is the hero we need."

The wizards at the meeting, they looked up at the man above them like in a newspaper.

The second king, John Wick.

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