I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

The light of dawn streaks across the long walls of the Kingdom of Bhutan.

A night of struggle, silent smoke.

No one seems to know what happened last night.

Theodore leaned against the wall, scabs of blood forming where his sloughed off skin had formed.

He watched silently at the reappearing supporters.

They laughed and laughed, no one knew how tragic yesterday was.

There was a scorched mark the size of a human head on the back of Oxer's clothes. He was not relaxed yesterday and almost died.

In the middle of the two, a tall body lay there peacefully.

The rolling-pin-like wand was still gripped tightly, but the often-used hook was broken.

The scaffold is dead.

This tall man who seemed to have a lot of stories didn't tell the story in the end.

His hook was broken by the explosive spell, and the deadly green light made him unable to speak again.

This is the cruelty of fighting.

"No one is immortal," Oxer said, looking at Theodore. "What we do is lick blood."

"His death was not a surprise."

Theodore said hoarsely, "I just feel bad."

"Uncomfortable?" Oxer sneered silently, "Only weak people would be like this."

"He died, but what he deserved will not be less." Oxer said, "Endless killings, his death is just a relief."

The silver hand will not let the star apprentice die in vain, what death brings is a chance for the family.

They don't know each other well, and don't need to.

Because they all know that sooner or later they will all die.

It's just the value that can be exchanged for waiting for this death.

Sinister dies on the way to help Batty Sr., and his family will get a lot.

Oxer glanced at Theodore who was hanging his head, "Cheer up, we still need to continue to complete the task."

Oxer is different from others, he pursues the strong, and his life is also prepared for John Wick.

"Yeah, I'll get more." Theodore cheered up.

He wants to live, not to die now.

Because Nott is the only one left, only he is alive, and his own death will be valuable in the future.

Elections will begin when the sun reaches its highest point in the sky.

On the ladder that seemed to lead to the sky, supporters chanted slogans one after another.

But Batty Sr. has more people.

Seeing this scene, Old Batty looked at Lippi and nodded.

Lippi will send the body up.

The Aurors had been attacked last night, taking their numbers down.

The rest will carry the body up.

And Batty Sr. will expose Inger in front of everyone.

At that time, he will become the new hero.

The International Federation of Wizards will also have no suspense.

It can not only prevent Grindelwald from getting involved in the secrecy law again, but also ensure his election.

Barty Sr. had a good plan.

But he was also a little worried.

The other party launched the same attack as himself last night.

It shows that Yingge is also aware of his purpose.

Didn't wait for the other party to bite back, what exactly do you want to do?

Old Batty frowned and thought.

The candidate has already passed to the castle in the sky, and he also sets off.

Fearing that the other party would assassinate them in public, the Aurors and the Star Troopers parted ways.

Pierce looked nervous. Although his combat power was good, it was Grindelwald. He used to kill Aurors like chopping melons and vegetables.

"They won't assassinate them in public." Batty Sr. saw Pierce's nervousness and said calmly, "If he does that, he will be attacked by all wizards."

"I'm curious now, what cards does he have, dare to compete with me?"

Pierce said worriedly: "Minister, we may be able to find Lord Wick."

"He has helped us too much," Batty Sr. shook his head and said, "My friend, it's not just about asking for it."

"I need to give, and also to be someone who can help."

Barty Sr. wanted to be friends with John, not someone to be supported.

A friendship like that would make him feel awkward.

"We have already notified the International Federation of Wizards." Batty Sr. said calmly, "No matter how powerful Grindelwald is, he cannot attack all wizards."

Hearing what Batty said, Pierce was slightly relieved.

...

where Inge is.

His men fought with Old Batty's men last night.

His injuries were more serious.

Inger tied a green tie around his neck and looked at himself in the mirror.

"Starr, will you regret it?"

Their defeat seemed doomed.

Star Rozier sat on the sofa, looking at the empty Bloodblade scabbard.

"From that day on, we made an agreement."

Starr said lightly: "Everything is for making magic great again."

"Make Magic Great Again."

Inge smiled and fastened his tie.

He looked outside, the clear blue sky was calming.

"Let's go, let the confused people go back to the right path again."

Inge walked up to Starr and stretched out his hand, saying, "Make magic great again."

"Make magic great again!" Starr enthused.

Putting the sheath down, he took the hand and stood up.

The two went outside.

in the room.

There lay twenty corpses, killed by either the Killing Curse or the Explosive Curse.

Only Starr was left to follow Yingge.

The two looked lonely and lonely.

Step by step from the steps to the top of the power of the magic world.

On this day, they will change the magical world.

...

Theodore stood up, he took two steps and almost fell.

Seeing this, Oxer frowned, "Your current state is just a burden."

"I can." Theodore said enduring the pain of the wound.

"Don't be a burden," Oxel said disgustedly, "I don't seem to need to help you up the stairs, so you can stay here."

Theodore still wanted to persevere, but Oakes directly cast a sleeping spell to make people faint.

"I didn't expect you to be soft-hearted?" Gemini appeared and looked at the fallen Theodore.

"Hmph, it's just a burden." Oxel said coldly, "Don't let Barty Crouch die on the road."

"Of course." Gemini's middle brother smiled slightly.

They go to protect Barty Sr.

at the same time.

Lippi moves with the remaining Aurors.

They packed the body into a box with a traceless stretching spell.

They need to keep an eye on their surroundings and send the boxes up.

...

The ladder to elections has come to an end.

The origin of magic with ancient vicissitudes appeared in front of my eyes.

Old Batty stepped forward, and in front of him was an acquaintance.

Fellowship of the Researcher, Robin Spencers.

The old man looked at the approaching candidates with a smile.

The election should be presided over by the previous president of the International Federation of Wizards. Unfortunately, the previous president stepped down was not too honorable, so he was not invited to appear.

The Association of Drillers is in the Himalayas, and Spences, the oldest person, has become a representative.

All four candidates come and they stand there.

Their supporters stood below holding banners.

European and other Ministry dignitaries watched the election.

On various roofs below the castle, Aurors probed warily.

This is a major event that has attracted the attention of the magic society all over the world.

Spencer used the loud spell so that his voice could reach everyone's ears.

At the same time, some Ministry of Magic recorders raised their wands so that the pictures here could be projected to the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

Everything is ready.

Spencer began to speak.

"Our magic has been developing, they are like pearls hidden in the shell, waiting for our exploration."

"In the past period of time, we have experienced a lot of things."

"The departure of the previous leader left the International Federation of Wizards in a vacant state."

"For the current plan, only by electing a new leader, a truly capable person, can we continue to lead us forward."

Spencer paused and said: "The new leader needs to have extraordinary intelligence, and we need a fair approach."

"Luckily, we found it."

"It was in the mysterious woodland in the east. Its reckless appearance brought hope and fairness to the magic society."

Under everyone's gaze, a young beast looks like a deer but has scales.

As if afraid of the crowd, it came out slowly.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

Kirin.

...