The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

The early morning sun shines, awakening the morning of Vienna.

This music city on the Danube seems to be filled with music in the air.

As the art center of Europe, this city is so pure that it seems as if it has never been disturbed by war.

Among them, Schönbrunn Palace, one of the iconic buildings, can be called a treasure of architectural art.

However, no one could see at this moment that two people were trampling under their feet the treasures that represented imperial power and art.

On top of Schönbrunn Palace, Mo Bai sat casually on a chair, painting casually on the canvas on the easel in front of him with a paintbrush in his hand.

But what is on the canvas is the Vienna in his vision.

But unlike the city bathed in morning light, the city in the painting is covered in large areas of black and blue, as if something was blocking the sunlight.

You can vaguely see pedestrians huddled in the shadows and shivering.

He dipped the paintbrush in oil and added a stroke to the canvas.

The black wizard robe embroidered with silver was blown up by the breeze. He closed his eyes slightly, and melodious music came faintly to his ears.

"As expected of a city of art, there's classical music to listen to early in the morning."

He opened his eyes and tilted his head to look down at the beautiful city.

"It's really beautiful. However, I remember that this place seemed to have been the capital of many powerful empires, right, Cynthia?"

Cynthia, wearing a long gown and holding a sword in both hands, stood behind him. When she heard this, confusion flashed in her eyes.

"My Lord, I don't know."

Mo Bai shook his head upon seeing this.

There is still a long way to go in the basic education of wizards.

After all, no one listens to the only history class in Hogwarts, and it only teaches the history of magic.

He looked at the crowds of people below.

"The Duchy of Austria, the Holy Roman Empire, the Austro-Hungarian Empire..."

"It was once a battleground where many lives were lost, but now it has been painted as a peaceful and beautiful place."

He casually painted on the canvas, and the golden oil paint immediately covered the dark blue. With just a few strokes, the picture instantly turned into a city bathed in sunshine, warm and beautiful.

“Humans always think that history is an oil painting. As long as the paint is thick enough, the ugliness at the bottom can be covered.”

"But they forget that the thick paint covers not only the ugliness but also the eyes of the people."

"A whitewashed peace is not a real peace after all."

Cynthia didn’t understand, but she still looked at Mo Bai’s back with admiration.

What the Lord said is definitely right.

Mo Bai took out his pocket watch, checked the time, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"It's almost time~"

He picked up the scraper. "It's time to show them the real world."

As he blew away the sunlight from the horizon, rolling black clouds with red lightning suddenly appeared from the horizon, blocking the bright sunlight.

The whole city was plunged into darkness in an instant.

Pedestrians stopped and looked at the sky in surprise.

The scraper moved again, leaving black marks on the canvas.

A black veil flowed down from the dark clouds, covering the buildings like the tentacles of a giant creature.

The scene was psychedelic and ghostly, making people feel like they were still in a nightmare and had not woken up.

Not only Vienna, but the skies over the capitals of all Eastern European countries were covered by a layer of black clouds.

Ordinary people looked at the sky in panic.

The center of the black cloud gradually changed and gathered into a face.

That was Mo Bai's face.

The originally handsome face was magnified countless times under the construction of the black clouds, floating above everyone's heads, looking extremely terrifying.

"Please introduce yourself," the clear voice echoed throughout Eastern Europe.

"My name is Mo Bai, and I'm a wizard."

The whole of Eastern Europe first fell into a brief silence, and then exploded.

"Wizards? Isn't that a fairy tale?"

"Hubby, come out and see the wizard."

"What is this? A movie effect?"

All TV stations' cameras were pointed toward the sky, and the TVs were filled with emergency news broadcasts.

"We have always lived around you, but you just don't know it."

"Don't get me wrong, we are all human, we are just more gifted and can do things that you can't."

The wizard hiding in the dark: ...

Come on, big brother. We can’t do it if you do that.

"But we are all human beings. You ordinary people can occupy most of the resources in this world, while wizards with magical powers can only live in the corner."

"why?"

"Is it just because there are more of you?"

Mo Bai's voice was deafening, and the people on the ground were speechless.

“Starting today, the status quo will begin to change.”

"We wizards will no longer hide..."

The sound of breaking air was heard, and dozens of floating figures suddenly appeared in the sky above major cities. All of them were wearing black robes and white masks.

There were no patterns on the masks, and only their cold eyes could be seen.

"We will compete fairly with you for these resources, houses, land, food, etc."

"And the loser," Mo Bai smiled, and this huge smile looked hideous and terrifying in everyone's eyes.

"They will become slaves and become the victor's labor force."

"Fair enough, isn't it?"

Everyone on the ground looked up at the sky with dull faces.

fair?

Looking at the incomprehensible huge face in the sky, looking at the mysterious wizards floating in the air around.

How the hell is this fair?

Faced with statements that were clearly a declaration of war, the police drew their guns and pointed them at the sky.

But they were at a loss; they didn't know whether shooting at a cloud with a human face would be useful.

This was completely beyond their comprehension.

Sitting on the roof, Mo Bai looked at the dull city and shrugged at Cynthia.

"It seems that our friends don't know how to face the coming of war."

He took out his watch again and looked at it.

Pick up the paintbrush and stroke it hard on the canvas.

A red mark runs through the entire painting from top to bottom like a wound.

At the same time, a red bolt of lightning more than ten meters thick suddenly struck down from the black clouds.

In just a moment, a high-rise building with more than 20 floors disappeared from everyone's sight. Not even ashes were left. Only the foundation that had been melted into magma by the high temperature could be seen.

The city began to scream.

All of Eastern Europe was screaming.

Mo Bai's face was a little pale.

He didn’t just do this in Vienna.

If it weren't for the magic array arranged in advance, this would be beyond human ability.

"The rest depends on your performance."

He waved his hand and a sofa appeared, which he curled up in.

"I'll take a nap."

Cynthia nodded.

At this time, all the wizards who appeared in the city began to indiscriminately attack ordinary people.

They walked through the city wearing white masks, with wands flashing with thunder and fire, destroying everything in sight.

Ordinary people screamed in panic and fled, and some even knelt down and prayed to God.

The police called for reinforcements and fought back, but found that the bullets could not get within one meter of the mysterious wizards.

As for heavy firepower? That's only available to the military.

But what about the army?

Yeah, what about the army?

This question exists in everyone's mind.

Mo Bai, who was lying down, curled the corners of his mouth.

Saints are present in almost all Ministries of Magic in Eastern Europe, and have been stationed there for a long time.

If the army can appear, unless the saints are all trash...