I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

greedy.

Everyone has it.

But in some people, they will hide this thought.

Just hide, not disappear.

Because justice is their mask, and greed never appears with saintly justice.

So they choose to use the coat of justice to cover their dirty and greedy hearts.

Especially the lighthouse.

Although the whole world knows how those people in this country are like.

But they still need to maintain their upright and great image.

It's like they spare no effort to publicize their contributions.

But he ignored all the people he had hurt.

Bad news comes from contact with the submarine.

A submarine carrying offensive weapons has gone missing in the Atlantic Ocean.

Previously, the submarine had received an attack request.

A group of people gathered together, they were in suits and leather shoes, but they talked about this death lightly.

It seems that what this brings them is not loss, but untold wealth.

"I think we're underestimating something," said a gray-haired man, his posture relaxed, as if he hadn't lost a submarine, "but we have a reason, don't we?"

Hearing his words, everyone present laughed.

Another added: "I need to keep the peace in this world."

"And the key that can activate five nuclear bombs was taken away by a group of people who hide their heads and show their tails."

The man pretended to be deep and said: "This makes people very worried."

"Yeah," added another, "we want to be safe, aren't we?"

"It was they who threatened us first."

"Our negotiations have not yet been resolved."

One by one, it seems that the charges have been established.

After the meeting ended, the white-haired man walked out of the meeting room and talked with another person.

"This time it went very well."

"Yeah, I think we can have the world in our hands pretty quickly."

The two came to the door to say goodbye, the white-haired man approached the man's ear and whispered something softly.

The man also responded, and the two left the meeting.

And Webb, who was imprisoned in that mysterious room, was holding the symbol of the Deathly Hallows in his hand.

"You're right, Muggles are inherently malevolent," Webb said, staring at the glass, "let's speed up the baptism."

"I can't wait, hope to see that come."

"Make Magic Great Again."

...

Wick's house.

Watson and Ariana were holding a large cup of popcorn, and they were watching the movie engrossed.

Mrs. Wick prepared her lunch and looked at the father and daughter over there expressing concern.

"Arianna, don't eat too many snacks."

Maybe it's because the Dumbledores naturally have low resistance to snacks, and Ariana likes to eat all kinds of snacks.

This also caused Watson, an old father, to often buy various snacks and share them at home.

Mrs. Wick managed to get Ariana to quit soda, but was ruined by the old man Watson again.

This made her look at Watson full of killing intent.

Watson felt a chill in the back of his head, and he struggled to keep his head from turning away.

He was sure that once he turned his head, he would meet those eyes full of murderous intent.

So he held on until the end credits of that movie came along.

Just when Watson was about to fail, the sound of roaring engines outside made him feel relieved.

There was an urgent knock on the door, and Watson jumped up from the sofa.

Immediately afterwards, he showed his excellent acting skills, making his expression look very serious.

Even Mrs. Wick was tricked, and he ran to the door and opened it.

The moment that face appeared, he subconsciously punched it.

...

"Why hit me?" The agent drove ahead with a resentful expression on his face.

Watson coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.

Although the other party rescued himself from the death stare, he can distinguish between public and private, and he will not forget that this agent once shot at his sofa.

"Mycroft looking for me?" Watson recalled from embarrassment.

Previously, in order to get rid of Mrs. Wick's suppression as soon as possible, I didn't listen to what the agent said.

Now that he came back to his senses, he looked strange.

"Tell me in advance that I won't eat with men."

Watson's vigilance made the driving agent feel particularly uncomfortable.

If it wasn't for the fact that this man had a dragon in his family, he would have been fooled by this harmless appearance.

The agent had no choice but to say: "There is something important that needs you to go."

It is important to be able to make McCaughey say that something is going to happen to Britain?

Watson was thinking.

The color of the car has changed unknowingly, and the picture on the glass has also turned black.

seven.

Watson opened the door and came out. He could feel that the atmosphere here had become serious.

"Watson!" Mycroft approached him quickly when he saw him, with a stern tone, "What is your son doing?"

"my son?"

"Stop pretending to be garlic!"

Now Mycroft is not in the mood to play charades with Watson. He stared at Watson and said seriously: "A submarine in the United States is missing, claiming to be attacked by mysterious forces."

Watson asked with a question mark on his face, "Then what does it matter to my son?"

"Your son, John Wick," Mycroft said in a low voice, looking outside, "he is the head of the wizarding world, and this incident is considered a provocation by wizards against us."

"They asked to negotiate again, but the group of wizards never showed up. Do you know what this means?"

Mycroft said in a condensed voice: "The war is approaching."

"Your son and those wizards, if they can't show enough sincerity, it will trigger a big battle."

Watson also understood the seriousness. He said in a deep voice, "Is there any intuitive evidence to prove that they did it?"

"No, they don't need to," Mycroft said. "They just need an excuse."

"Then why are you so concerned?" Watson had a strange face.

Mycroft wasn't the type to worry about wizards.

For a moment, McCoff really couldn't tell whether Watson really didn't know or was playing tricks on himself. He took a deep breath, "Your son, they have at least five nuclear bombs, and one of them was found in London."

He looked at Watson and said with a headache, "This will throw the world into chaos."

Watson needed to digest this information.

"You mean, my son has five nuclear bombs in his hands?"

"At least five." Mycroft said, "There are still doubts about how many the United States lost."

After digesting the information, Watson didn't know what to say.

He was even a little desperate.

When will this family position change?

"I can't contact your son," Mycroft said deeply, "but the best way for him to maintain peace is to negotiate with the United States."

If it is not possible to affect the UK, McCoff really does not want to go into this muddy water.

The situation is very critical now.

The United States has sent signals to other countries.

The wizard does not negotiate with him, which is a very dangerous signal.

If there is a war, the plan made by Mycroft must be advanced.

At this point in time when wizards have not yet fully understood their abilities, the information gap will make them passive.

Now we can only hope that Watson, the underground president, can contact Wick who can represent the magical world.

Urgent situation.

...

"Do you want to take the opportunity and turn against him!"

magic world.

Some goblins were about to move, and when Griphook heard the news, he was frightened and hurried to find the goblins.

The greedy goblins used to have a good status in the magic world, but now they are assigned to work in factories to mint coins.

They are goblins, and what they believe in is that the maker is the owner of the item.

He even went to ask Gryffindor for a sword to make.

The only one who can compare with them is Xixiu.

Gringotts used to be in charge of exchanging Muggle currency for wizard currency.

Most of that Muggle currency was confiscated, but occasionally they used Muggle currency for Muggle-to-Muggle transactions.

So they got some news, like the arrogant behavior of the king pissed off some people.

Although they also look down on Muggles, they greedily think that this can turn the goblin into a master.

The undercover agent Griphook had placed next to the workers told him the news.

So Griphook was ready to have a heart-to-heart talk with goblins who had such thoughts.

The goblins are very unwelcome to his arrival. They don't want to admit their weakness, so they will put all the blame on Griphook.

And Griphook smiled at them.

The undercover agent walked out of the room.

And the only one out of the room.

Griphook gasped heavily, murmured to himself with red eyes: "They will drag goblins to hell, I can't let them do that."

The fear of that king penetrated deeply into his body.

No one was more afraid of the young king than he.

...