I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Wick's house.

"This world is still in chaos." Watson held a soda in his hand, and Arianna sat by and stared at the TV resentfully.

"Arianna, I bought a new flavor of soda."

Arianna cheered and ran to the refrigerator.

Temporarily taking over the right to use the TV from his daughter, Watson watched the reports about Poland on TV with some emotion.

"Roar."

Qiqi looked at the cabbage in front of him, with a face of rejection.

But the vengeful Ariana said that she would let it finish eating.

Arianna, who was giggling triumphantly, was knocked on the head with one hand, and looking back, it was Mrs. Wick who found her drinking soda.

Ariana decisively pushed the soda in front of Kiki, pointed at Kiki and said, "Mom, it is drinking the soda!"

Mrs. Wick: "..." I knew I shouldn't let my husband take care of the children.

So Watson was watching TV, and Mrs. Wick taught him a lesson.

Outside the window, Dudley ran past, pumping his fists as he ran.

"It is reported that the explosion in Warsaw was suspected to be caused by a gas pipeline leak, but the international terrorist organization Ten Rings claimed responsibility for the incident. The whole world is paying close attention to the development of this incident."

The news was broadcast on the TV.

Press the remote button with one hand to turn it off.

Mycroft sat there, his hand on his chin, lost in thought.

On the table in front of it, there was a wooden sign with one corner burned off.

Here's what the agents brought from the surviving building in Warsaw.

After testing, this thing is wood, produced from sorbus.

But the strange thing is that there is a strange magnetic field on this thing, which is similar to some kind of energy.

This made it not have much damage in this explosion.

That power keeps disappearing.

"Runes."

He picked up the piece of wood and looked at the writing on it.

Rao is such a knowledgeable existence as him, but he can only vaguely deduce that the words above belong to runes.

The explosion in Warsaw was not inferior to one of the two gifts dropped on Neon, but strangely, most of that force was offset and absorbed.

It's like breaking through a barrier, causing a lot of power to disappear.

A piece of land that appeared out of thin air, this is also the most bizarre thing in Mycroft's official career over the years.

It is impossible for Poland to monopolize this research. There are not a few spies like McCaw who have sent agents and even used spies lurking in other countries.

Things similar to this piece of wood will definitely appear in various secret service agencies.

"Dong dong."

Mycroft's thoughts were interrupted when he saw his boss appear.

"Master Prime Minister."

He was a little surprised.

When the prime minister came here, his eyes first focused on the piece of wood.

"It's a miracle." Walking to the table, the prime minister didn't bring anyone over.

"Can I touch it?" he asked.

"Of course, please." Mycroft has a lot of power, and sometimes even represents Britain.

Therefore, the prime minister also gives him enough respect. After all, his prime minister will change in a few years, but McCoff is a long-term one.

"Did you know?" the Prime Minister said to himself, picking up the wood chip, "my mother would tell me stories about wizards when I was little."

"Yes, witch, Snow White's stepmother." A trace of impatience flashed in Mycroft's eyes.

After all, such stories are well known in Europe.

He didn't want to know what story the Prime Minister's dear mother told.

"Wizards have magic. With a wave of their hands, they can make people fall asleep." The prime minister put down the wood chips and asked suddenly, "Do you remember my tall black assistant?"

"Hey tall? Kingsley Shacklebolt?" Mycroft has an amazing memory, and he immediately remembered who it was, "He left a few years ago?"

"Yes, it is him."

The Prime Minister sat down in front of Mycroft, his fingers crossed on the table, thumbs rubbing against each other.

"Do you believe in magic? I mean... wizards."

He looked at Mycroft, who sized up the prime minister, and laughed absurdly: "You don't want to tell me that Shaker is a wizard?"

"Yes," the prime minister said, looking at the door, "you may find it ridiculous, but every prime minister will come into contact with some wizards."

"So?" Mycroft asked under the shock of the information, "You mean, there is a wizard by the Prime Minister's side?"

"No, that was not arranged by the prime minister," the prime minister said shaking his head. "As far as I know, in the world of wizards, there are institutions similar to the government, and Shaker is one of them."

"He sneaked in and became my assistant."

The Prime Minister smiled wryly and said, "I also only found out two years ago that the wizard next to me turned out to be a wizard. He told me that he was protecting me."

"This is ridiculous," Mycroft said after a moment's pause. "What are you trying to tell me?"

The Prime Minister looked around, as if he was afraid of a wizard appearing, he approached Mycroft and whispered, "Those guys are right beside us."

He reached out and touched the piece of wood.

"We don't know him, but he knows us."

With a thought, Mycroft picked up the piece of wood.

"Magic, wizard."

If the big explosion in Poland was caused by a wizard, it would be a very terrible thing for all countries.

"On the land that appeared, there were dead bodies," Mycroft said calmly, "Wizards are not immortal."

The Prime Minister nodded.

And who knew that when he saw the wizard appearing in the fireplace in the heavily guarded office, his back was already wet with sweat.

As the place with the highest defense coefficient in the world, it was ignored by wizards.

Those wizards were so arrogant that they regarded themselves as ants.

Since then, he has planted a seed in his heart.

A sorcerer's mystical seed.

To this day, he sees things in Poland.

Wizards, it seems, are not so mysterious.

Nor can they escape death.

Under technology, wizards will also be unable to evade.

A secret operation was quietly carried out in Downing Street in England.

That piece of wood was put into MI[-]'s top secret warehouse.

It was placed next to the database code-named zero.

And such things are quietly going on in various countries.

The connection between wizards and Muggle presidents is not only convenient to hide from wizards, but more importantly, it creates a sense of mystery.

However, now the mystery has been broken.

Then wizards have become imaginary enemies in the eyes of Muggles.

Not to mention starting to hunt wizards, but also starting to picket the existence of wizards.

For example, like the British Prime Minister, he was accompanied by a wizard assistant, but he didn't know about it until the other party revealed his identity.

this is too scary.

If it weren't for the sense of mystery that had been created for a long time, it would have been more than just picketing.

Mycroft served as the planner of the British operation.

He gave the action a name.

Wizards invade.

Mycroft said, "Pay attention, maybe there is a wizard around you."

"We need to know more."

"The life of a wizard, the power of a wizard, the... malice of a wizard."

Yes, Grindelwald's approach worked.

After knowing enough, the weak will die.

What wizards can do is to show enough strength to resist after feeling the malice of Muggles.

Wizards don't start wars, but Muggles do.

In a few years, the satellites in the sky will unearth the hidden wizarding places.

Satellite and monitoring covering the whole world.

Are wizards still alive?

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