I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Reapplying the old technique?

The things that Grindelwald did once appeared in the old Batty's mind for the first time.

He stared at the unicorn, and the unicorn walked over with strides.

Spencer squatted down with a smile, and he reached out to hug the little unicorn.

"Very good, good boy."

Facing the surprised expressions of several people, he said: "My old friend found this unicorn and invited the little guy to come here."

His words confirmed that this was not arranged by Grindelwald.

The Researcher's Association is a noble magic research association, and Spences is the elder in it, and his strength is unfathomable.

Grindelwald can't control a wizard who is a senior wizard in the field of magic.

And Spencer's popularity meant that he didn't need to favor anyone.

"After the candidates have spoken, let Kirin elect a new leader."

Spencer stroked Qilin's head, and Qilin had a good impression of the old man.

Even though he was being hugged, the round eyes like the grapes of the little unicorn looked at the four of them.

They speak in order.

First up was Odom Thiek, who spoke with passion.

His supporters waved their flags and shouted for him, and his confident appearance was in line with the mainstream of the United States.

He advocates adventure and uses the spirit of exploration to open up new paths for the magical world.

This is something Spences agrees with.

Next is Jing Zhang. She advocates equality, maintains order, and develops peacefully without interfering with other countries.

This allowed her to gain the favor of a group of neutral people, and the voices supporting her became louder.

Then came Inge.

Spencer smiled, but there was scrutiny in his eyes.

Old Batty contacted the International Federation of Wizards, and he had seen the ring that symbolized Schmidt.

As a patriarch, Spences naturally recognized the Schmidt family logo.

So to a certain extent, he is biased towards the old Batty's words.

So at this moment, Yingge's identity in his eyes became subtle.

grindelwald.

Anyone who has seen that era will be in awe of it. Spencers has studied magic, but he has also seen Grindelwald's methods.

He hugged the little unicorn, also to make sure that this unicorn would not be turned into a corpse by Grindelwald's trick again.

In addition to him, some dignitaries in the magic society who received the news were also staring at Inge.

Inge stood in front, and he took out his wand so that his voice could reach everyone's ears.

"Magic is dying."

His first words stopped his supporters from cheering.

Inge didn't care, his expression was flat.

"Yes, it is declining, the magic that we were proud of, that was regarded as a miracle."

His wand glowed fluorescently, "Light, once unique to wizards, we have the miracle of keeping day into night, but now, Muggle technology has created electric lights."

"They don't know magic, but their technology creates miracles that are not inferior to magic," Inge extinguished the wand light, and said loudly, "They took away our miracles, technology is killing magic, and Muggles are killing magic." magic!"

"What we are proud of is being taken away bit by bit, but some people are still immersed in the past."

"My friends, the sky and sea that belong to us are being taken away."

Once upon a time, before Muggles invented airplanes, the vast sky belonged to wizards.

After Muggles created airplanes, wizards who could fly freely were forced to avoid them.

Inge's words made people think deeply.

Inge waved his arm in the picture, and he said loudly: "We need to change, change our way, magic will not weaken, only wizards will make it decline!"

"In this world, the fittest survive, and the weak prey on the strong," Inge roared. "If you are not strong, you can only die. Power is the eternal melody. So we need to change! Change us! Let us be stronger! Let magic be great again!"

Inge paused his speech, and his supporters cheered.

He calmed down his excitement and calmed himself down again. Looking at the peaceful sky of Bhutan, he said, "Thank you."

Walking back, Inge looked at Batty Old and smiled and said, "It's your turn, Crouch."

Old Batty took a deep look at Inge and walked forward.

His appearance was the loudest.

What Batty Sr. represents is a harmonious society created for all to see.

In terms of grades, he is the best of the four.

Defeated Voldemort, imprisoned Death Eaters, promoted the birth of a series of policies, and advocated the equality of werewolves.

In terms of seniority, he is also the oldest one.

Experienced the chaos of Voldemort, and competed for the position of Minister of Magic.

Having worked in the Ministry of Magic for decades, his management experience is sufficient.

In terms of reputation, he is also the best.

The Second Dynasty made waves for it, and the Old Alliance proclaimed its name.

Just standing there, he has met all the conditions to become a new leader.

"ladies and gentlemen……"

...

Middle-aged people come to the defense base.

After responding to inquiries about the disappearance of weapons, he came to his office.

After closing the door, he turned his head and saw a person sitting in his seat with his back turned.

The middle-aged man frowned. He put his hand on the gun and drew it out. He said coldly, "Raise your hand and turn around slowly."

"You forgot me?" The man turned around slowly, revealing the wizard's face that appeared at the time of the theft, "General."

"It's you?" The general didn't put down his weapon, and said with a frown, "The things have been delivered, what are you doing here?"

"Oh?"

The young man said unexpectedly: "I thought you would be very happy to see me."

"Happy? You freaks," the general sneered, "If you didn't need the help of strength, you wouldn't even be qualified to appear in front of me."

The young man moved slightly, and the general pointed his gun at the young man's hand.

"Stay still, take your hand off that wand, you don't want to try, magic or bullets, which is faster."

The young man shrugged, and the general said, "Now, get out of my place and get out of my room."

Staring at the general who was clearly threatening, the young man was silent for a while and said, "It turns out that you are not serving the country either."

"Huh?" The general frowned.

The young man suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of being pressed on the general's scalp.

He looked back, and the feeling disappeared.

"What the hell are you doing!" The general realized something was wrong, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks.

The figure of the young man appeared, but the general did not move.

The camouflage faded away, revealing John's face.

He controlled the general with psychic magic, and raised his hand to explore his memory.

The general is like a book, let John flip through it.

John's complexion changed when he saw where those weapons had gone.

...

"Very well, the four candidates have expressed their thoughts," Spences said as he put down the unicorn, "let's come to the final part."

"Kirin's choice will elect a new leader for us!"

The Qilin who was put down jumped and walked towards the four candidates.

It walked by, Odom Tick, Odom smiled flatteringly, and seemed to think that this would allow Qilin to choose himself.

It's a pity that the bearded face really didn't have enough affinity to let Qilin walk over.

Jing Zhang was very nervous, the corners of her lips were tensed.

Palms folded in front, keeping a dignified look.

Qilin turned around, but chose to go there.

It came to Inge.

Yingge looked at it quietly, Qilin hesitated for a while, and continued to walk over.

Seeing this scene, Batty Sr.'s supporters held their breath nervously.

At this time, Old Batty suddenly felt that everything had become calm.

He used to look for the ladder of power, but now that he is close in front of him, he has become calm and impatient.

Qilin hovered in front of him, seeming to be very tangled.

Spencer was also a little nervous.

Under everyone's gaze, Qilin walked back.

Old Batty was stunned, and saw Qilin walking in front of Yingge, making the same circle, and finally it bent its legs and bowed.

Not only old Batty, Spencer was also stunned.

The person chosen by Qilin must be pure, kind, holy and powerful.

But all this is unacceptable.

"Kirin made a choice?"

Spencer stared blankly, at this moment, a voice sounded.

"No! Can't!"

A group of people ran up quickly.

They also seemed to have encountered a lot of resistance, and took a few breaths after coming up.

"Everyone, we need to see his true face and uncover his disguise!"

Lippi pointed at Inge and said loudly, "This person is not Inge Griffith!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Lippi's words are like throwing a boulder into a calm lake.

He lifted the box in his hand.

"There is a murder here, the body of the former German Minister of Magic, Bart Schmidt!"

"He was killed in public by the International Confederation of Wizards!"

Lippi opened the box, and a corpse floated out from inside.

And Inge looked at everything indifferently.

...