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This is underground, but the room looks like a room on the 102nd floor of the Empire State Building.

There is blue sky and white clouds outside the window. If you get close to the window, you can still see the busy traffic in the neighborhood below.

It's ironic that an organization that claims to eliminate wizards has a lot of magic in the leader's office.

"Baierben, when can we launch a war against the wizarding world?"

Agatha Bareburn lowered her head and replied:

"We have spent decades, and although we have not been able to figure out the nature of magic, we can use some means to interfere with it. With the help of the wizards brought by His Majesty, I believe we can quickly create a targeted weapon. Wizard's weapons and armor."

Haierbo frowned.

"That's not what I'm talking about, you understand."

Agatha's face changed slightly:

"Your Majesty, we can't convince the big financial groups to invest. They need benefits - wiping out the wizarding world won't actually do much good for them..."

Haierbo snorted coldly,

"I taught your ancestors the techniques of using magic circles a thousand years ago in Spain. Even people without magic in their bodies can still construct them. Is it difficult to use these techniques to trick those old men in the consortium?"

Agatha Bayer lowered her head even lower,

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, when our family immigrated to America, the ship carrying family texts sank, so..."

"idiot."

Haierbo threw out a bottle with two pills in it.

"This is my snack. It only takes ten Muggles to refine one. But if you give it to those old guys, it should have special effects, so you know what to do, right?"

Agatha carefully held the bottle in her hand:

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will spread the word to the outside world that the method of making such 'elixir' is hidden in the wizarding world. As long as the wizarding world is conquered, there will be as many such 'elixirs' as you want."

Haierbo nodded, and then saw Agatha's face that was hesitant to speak,

"What? Is there still something difficult?"

Agatha swallowed:

"It's like this, Your Majesty - it's not enough to rely on individual wizard terrorists to stir up the hatred of the entire group of ordinary people... The ordinary people's government may not be willing to go to war with the wizarding world."

Haierbo frowned - as expected, he is the only one he can rely on in this world, and these useless things are not even chess pieces!

He couldn't help but think of Errol and Lin Lan. Those two women were qualified to be chess pieces, but unfortunately they stood on the opposite side of him early.

He thought about Lin Xunuo again. That woman was too strong and difficult to control, and she was not a qualified chess piece.

His eyes focused on Agatha again, unable to hide his contempt.

Tsk, this is the surrogate family I found, what else can I do?

Now cultivate a new one?

One is that it is too late, and the other is that the newly cultivated ones may not be as good as this.

"Okay, I will destroy a city. What you have to do is to magnify the situation and make people think that wizards can easily cause such damage, and arouse ordinary people's hatred and panic towards wizards."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Haierbo shook his head - destroying a city was easy, but even he had to pay a huge price.

Although he is the God of Death in various legends in the wizarding world, in the end, he is still a human being.

His legend of death relies on his despicable conspiracy and strange black magic to create a reputation. After all, he alone cannot compete with the entire wizarding world.

Therefore, he needs to hide in the dark and start a war between Muggles and wizards.

To become a true god, he would need a lot of wizard souls.

Not to mention, he has really been hunted by the wizarding world for thousands of years. In every era, there are always people who stand up to make things difficult for him, and his attempts to become a god have been interrupted...

He's had enough.

……

……

Voldemort is active in Britain, so most of the Muggles most hostile to the wizarding world are British.

But after being exposed, Voldemort took the Death Eaters and ran away with the gold he had obtained from the Muggle millionaires, and did not know where he went.

How could Voldemort still not understand that he was being used as a pawn - and the person behind it was naturally the blond wizard who had not revealed his name to him until now.

Lin Xunuo took back all his men, Voldemort was dormant, and Haierbo was planning a big show.

Although British Muggles hated and feared wizards, they still failed to spark a new "wave of witch killings."

So the time came to the end of February.

The second trial of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin.

Errol couldn't help but sigh - time flies so fast, it has been almost two and a half years since she came to this world.

[In the ninth month when my old friend is away, I miss him—it always feels uncomfortable to use memes when someone is away. 】

At nine forty, Errol arrived at the Black Lake calmly.

The referees were already in place, and Arthur's father waved vigorously to him. However, these days, the British Ministry of Magic has been criticized by the Ministry of Magic all over the world. As the director of the International Magic Cooperation Department, Arthur's father can see to the naked eye A lot more haggard.

Viktor Krum looked at Errol for the first time, but when he noticed that there was no one else behind her, he immediately turned his head in frustration;

Fleur was sitting quietly on the contestant seat. Behind her, Bill was telling jokes that he had picked up from the Geminis in an attempt to ease Fleur's nervousness - Fleur already knew who she was going to save, and that was the last thing she wanted to save. Love sister Gabrielle!

"Ah, the warriors are all here,"

Ludo Bagman is still as active as ever,

"But unfortunately, the game starts at ten o'clock, so we have to wait a little longer."

Errol sat down in the player's seat and said hello to Fleur and Brother Bill.

Bill smiled, patted Fleur on the shoulder, and walked towards the audience.

Errol looked along the back of Brother Bill. Her friends were already in place.

Gryffindor's, Slytherin's, Hufflepuff's.

Aerol touched her chin. Although she wanted to leave school as soon as possible, she still felt a little unsatisfied because she had not yet gathered the four major colleges. She did not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but she was always somewhat resistant to shortcomings.

She saw Ron.

The reason why Ron was so eye-catching was because his expression looked so unique among the cheerful little wizards.

He looked extremely depressed, with his head lowered and a sense of dejection emanating from his body.

"Ron, what's wrong with you? You've been absent-minded since morning."

Ron sighed,

"Harry, you know what Errol's second test is about."

Harry nodded,

"Yes, I know, warriors need to save what they value most. What does that have to do with your bad mood?"

Ron sighed again and shook his head, not wanting to speak.

Hermione on the side burst out laughing:

"Harry, Ron thinks that he, as Errol's bird's nest, is not the most precious thing to Errol..."

Harry:…