A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 725 Book Pages
As Christmas approaches, the joyful atmosphere of the festival is diluted by the solemn and solemn air, and everyone's hearts are heavy, as if they, like the Christmas tree in the auditorium, are hung with invisible ribbons of holly and mistletoe.There are more and more news and photos about New York Harbor, from the traffic jams caused by the snowstorm, to the arrival of sea, land and air soldiers, marines and coast guards in the harbor, as well as the United Nations Headquarters calling for calm and restraint on both sides...all of these are increasingly arousing public tension stretched nerves.

At first, the White House did try to glorify the conflict as an 'exercise'—"to help wizards see the situation and their place in the world." But it soon became apparent that it wasn't working.

With the tenacity and unity behind the abnormal silence displayed by the entire magic world, and the news that "hundreds of little wizards have been illegally imprisoned and abused for more than two decades" intensified around the world, they quickly turned their guns and started Slams the legitimacy of the Federation and Union Charter.

The White House claimed that wizards are a minority and should follow American laws.But when reporters pressed him about his opinion on the two hundred-page list of criminals provided by the International Confederation of Wizards and the International Pan-Magical Union, the spokesman remained silent.The federal court, which represents justice and public order, lost its voice at a critical moment.

A public relations specialist from across the ocean, with Luna-like demeanor, lays out the unpleasant truth:
"The secret of the conflict is written on the last page of the Charter of the Federation and Union."

When people picked up a magnifying glass to carefully examine the densely packed signatures on the documents with great inquiring psychology, they were shocked to find that the truth was so simple:
Next to the signature of 'Felix Hep' - this name is known to everyone today, and in North America alone, there are more than [-] organizations that inexplicably insist on being associated with him.A line of small dark green characters clearly read:

'The above laws are recognized and signed by all representatives of the magic world, and the archmage is authorized to guarantee their implementation. '

Some people suddenly realized that a few days ago, the spokesperson of the International Federation of Wizards announced with a solemn expression that Felix Haip was ordered to pick up the American wizards who were facing personal threats, but before that, he would participate as the only wizard representative. — said the spokesman in a sneering tone — a so-called peace exercise.

"This is Mr. Hepp's personal choice. I don't want to analyze his intentions in detail. All I can do is pray for him, just like we waited for the result of that legendary duel half a century ago."

In the next few days, various tabloids invariably used eye-catching words such as "cruel" and "bloody", and even directly hung the headline "Black Christmas".

On the morning before Christmas, when the time came, the whole world fell silent.

The early morning sky was a cool dark blue, and the weather was cold and dry. Dozens of warships floated like ghosts a few kilometers away from the port. The water splashes they pushed forward made the ice-free port more restless.At least hundreds of earth observation satellites in the sky have aimed their lenses at this place, and these satellites are enough to observe centimeter-level images.

In an underground command room deep in the port, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.Because a phone call came in more than ten minutes ago, telling them that "it has begun." At this point, an operation with the word "hunting" started in full swing.Suddenly, a satellite image was disturbed abnormally.

A group of people gathered around the abnormal satellite screen.

"what happened?"

"Not sure yet!"

"Where's the ground radar?"

"Except for marked helicopters, fighter jets, and warships, no moving targets were found."

At this time, a civil servant raised his hand to signal: "The report, the report, is similar to one of the handbooks that have been handed out."

"Say!"

"Magic disturbance."

The commander looked very surprised, "Is there someone on the satellite?" A monitor with his back to the general whispered: "That person has even been to the moon." His subtext is naturally compared with the moon, the distance of a satellite is also What counts?The General interrupted roughly, "There's no evidence that he ever walked on the moon! Except for the dust—"

As soon as the voice fell, a young side face appeared on the screen, the corners of his mouth squirmed, as if he was talking to himself, but unfortunately the voice could not be transmitted.The screen then plunged into darkness.

The general swallowed and asked, "Who saw clearly what he said?"

There was no sound in the command room.After a few seconds, a voice in the corner said faintly: "From the English pronunciation, I think what he said is..." The voice paused, and seemed to be incredulous, "U...S...A..."

In the next 10 minutes, hundreds of grids on the big screen were extinguished one by one. Those images were extinguished one by one by an invisible hand in the darkness, just like the flames that humans first controlled civilization.The air conditioner in the room seemed to be out of order and the temperature was as suffocatingly cold as it was outside.

After another 3 minutes, no picture disappeared again.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, less than half of the intact satellite images were left.Just as he was taking a breath, the phone in the command room rang one after another.

"Shut up those gangsters!" the general roared. "The target may have given up. Immediately mobilize the remaining satellites, turn on the radar power to the maximum, and tell the helicopters, reconnaissance planes, and fighter jets to search with all their strength—"

Hundreds of fighter planes patrolled the sky, dragging out long white trails, and the sky was cut into fine pieces by 'white smoke', like a crisscross chessboard, enclosing the morning stars that had not completely disappeared.

When the early warning aircraft climbed to an altitude of [-] meters, it finally sent back a message, "Target found!! Do you want to launch an attack?" Followed by military radar and satellite positioning, the picture gradually became clear, although only the back of the head was photographed.

"Attack." The commander ordered indifferently.

Felix was resisting the urge to use magic, letting himself float down like a feather.Although he can fly by himself.At this moment, Felix is ​​still in the mood to calculate happily. According to the current speed, he will land in about three hours... That is really a long time.

The orange-red flames were connected into lines, and then intertwined into a net, rushing towards him like a gust of wind and rain.But under the action of the thinking cabin that expanded tens of kilometers away, Felix even knew earlier than the pilots in the fighter jets whether these high-speed machine gun bullets would hit the target—that is, him.Because this is definitely a technical job, he is still too small compared to the size of the plane.

Felix dodged symbolically a few times, followed by various types of cannons, air-to-air missiles, and laser-guided bombs. The sky turned into a fireworks field, flickering wildly, and thunder was deafening.When another fireball with an explosion radius of more than 200 meters exploded around him, trying to annihilate him, Felix melted into the air solemnly.

Everything returned to silence. Felix carefully looked at the black smoke nearby and the much brighter sky. Various fighter planes in the distance were trying to turn around, and seemed to want to do it a few more times.

"You should be able to see clearly at this altitude, right?" Felix whispered to himself. Of course he wasn't talking to the pilot, or even the commander on the ground, but was talking to more than 200 countries and regimes on Earth— —Conventional weapons are ineffective against him.

Felix stretched out his hand and said plainly, "Then let's end it as soon as possible." He has too many means to use when he is prepared.

Amidst the dazzling light green light, there were bursts of sounds like babies crying. The sounds became clearer and louder, and then stopped abruptly.Felix stood in the air, lowering his arms expressionlessly.Within the range covered by the thinking cabin, streamlined fighter jets suddenly lost control and fell crookedly downward.

The cry of a ripe mandrake kills - a spell he had intended to seal forever.

It won't be long before the information about it will be placed on the desks of the leaders of various countries. Its magical effect is comparable to that of a nuclear bomb—under the effect of huge magical power, it can cover a city with almost no side effects, creating a dead zone in the blink of an eye. Not even mosquitoes and cockroaches can escape.Felix suddenly felt like a businessman who peddled death—the spokesperson of the God of Death. He was showing the performance of the product to potential buyers at the moment, and he had to provide an instruction manual for fear that the customer would not recognize the product.

Felix knew no one could hear him now, but he still wanted to say something.

"Development to the present is inevitable. Even if it is not the United States, it will be other countries. The more I think about it, the more careful the plan is, and I even take care of chaotic places like Africa to avoid wars as much as possible... The result will be more It's the opposite of the whole world."

"Wizards, as a powerful group, should have been used by all countries as soon as they were exposed, but I delayed the process, which made many people suspect that wizards are strong outsiders. Indeed, without me...top combat power, wizards Either resist, compromise, or hide deeper, some places will fall into the flames of war... Chaos will inevitably last for several years or more than ten years, but this process will also allow everyone to give a close to the real evaluation. The new order is in the blood Built in fire, at the cost of countless lives."

"I hate chaos, so I single-handedly contributed to the birth of the "Confederation and Alliance Charter", just like the four most outstanding wizards and witches jointly established Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry a thousand years ago. Thinking about it carefully, I was very impressed by this scene. There is anticipation, it seems to be seeing the future—well, it is not wrong to some extent—in this case, it is my responsibility to ensure that this future becomes an inevitable reality.”

From today, everyone will know what it means to stand against an archmage, especially an archmage in the ancient rune domain.

Felix's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the edge of the port, and he could smell the breath of the sea.He stretched out his left hand, with the palm facing upwards, and a book that was heavily colored by magic power appeared out of thin air. He opened the book of magic text with his right hand, and gently brushed the pages with his fingertips. One of them fell off in an instant, flying in the air like a feather. Floating in the middle, there is no force at all.

But in the eyes of brilliant mages, this page bears their unimaginable magic power.

Felix straightened his body, raised his head unhurriedly, and scanned all directions—in fact, this was superfluous, because the thinking cabin had told him that the nearest helicopter was still two kilometers away, and the fleet swimming outside the port Before he turned around, snow piled up in the city in the distance, and the reflections from glass and telescopes on tall buildings were intertwined. He even vaguely heard the roar of motorcycles and excited shouts.

He totally understands.The entire city in front of me has a total area of ​​more than 800 square kilometers and is home to nearly [-] million people.Of course, most people have temporarily evacuated now, which caused a big congestion, but there are still a small group of people who choose to stay and watch the excitement without believing in evil.And the long and desolate streets vacated by the city also give these people the opportunity to vent their primitive violent desires in broad daylight, steel, leather clothes, motorcycles, muscles, sweat...

Felix estimates that in the coming week, this place may become a source of inspiration for many artists.

In the next second, the pages of the book fell to the ground.

The ancient runes danced like ice crystals, and the ice-blue magic power suddenly rolled up and merged with the biting cold wind around, making the clothes rattle.These magic powers are like the dye that fell into the pool, dizzying ripples--Felix has cast this magic, even more than once, but the magic power consumed is far less than one-thousandth of the current--the result is, With him at the center, all the colors began to fade away, leaving only clear lines whether it was buildings or people. If you look closely, you will find that there is a light halo reflecting on their surfaces.

The scope covered by this magic is so wide that it is enough to cover the soldiers, headquarters, some warships scattered on the coastline...all of them.These people are still alive, of course, but they will follow the city into silence for the next week, like a scene from reality transformed into a comic book.

After doing all this, Felix stepped out and appeared outside the port.There was no sound around, and he couldn't help but think of his first experience in the universe, and a bold idea popped into his mind-roll up New York City like Gropp's cabin at the Burrow, Hanging at the gate of the White House in Washington, but even he thinks this idea is too crazy. It is estimated that the contact methods available to Akinbad and Ms. Burns are almost exhausted at this moment.

The movement from the thinking hut also reminded him that business is important. Felix stood at a high altitude and looked down. There seemed to be a clear dividing line in the sea, half of which was real sea water, and half of which was the wave shape that only appeared in comic books. .He looked at the city again, not everyone was 'lined', he deliberately avoided those wizard families hiding in the dark, they were intact, and they stood out very prominently in the messy black and white lines.

The most conspicuous of these is the Woolworth Building, which is the headquarters of the Magical Congress of the United States, and there are almost hundreds of wizards.

Seeing Horace Greenstitch flying toward him on a broomstick, Felix suddenly realized that the Magical Congress of America might be about to usher in a sixth relocation.

　The comments cannot be displayed temporarily, I can see them in the background, and the problem has been reported, but it may be delayed because of the holiday~~
　　In addition, I saw that some readers in the group did not understand what Felix did and why, so I will briefly explain this plot to everyone:
　　Felix, the International Federation of Wizards, and the Ministry of Magic have always hoped that wizards will integrate into the outside world peacefully. They have done a good job and have successively signed cooperation treaties with the country through a series of means.

　　But the biggest problem in this is: because of too comprehensive consideration, no large-scale conflict has broken out so far, which has also caused the world's war potential and deterrence level against wizards to only stay on paper. An idea that all countries agree on is actually It is hoped that a conflict will occur (as long as it is not in the country), it can be said that this is the last hurdle before peace.

　　And Felix took this responsibility on his own.

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　　Finally, I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)