I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"The civil strife belonging to wizards is over," John stood on the isolated island. He looked at the hundreds of ghost ships that lifted off, and announced, "Go back, bring this news back, and let them know about our efforts."

"The Muggle threat will be eliminated, and a new era of magic will usher in."

He raised the Elder Wand, pointing ahead to the sky.

"The Obelisk."

On the bottom of the sea, a [-]-meter-tall obelisk emerged.

Under the guidance of the magic power, the tip of the obelisk shot forward a blue and purple entangled light.

The light fell in the air, like a huge door and window opened.

The other side of the door and window is connected to the passage to the magical world.

John waved his hands.

"Tell our compatriots that a new era is coming!"

Malfoy, with bruises on his face, stood in front of the ghost ship, wand raised.

"Follow the king's command!"

A green spark shot from the wand, and immediately the King's subjects raised their wands.

Green sparks joined wands and stars.

The Weasley twins cheered, and they shook Percy by the shoulders, throwing him off his feet for a moment.

Lucius' face was full of pride, he patted Draco on the shoulder hard, and said in a voice that could be heard by both father and son: "Well done, Draco."

"Always be proud of me, Father." Malfoy grinned.

Mr. Greengrass looked at his daughter, and Daphne never took her eyes off John.

"You will be very tired, my daughter," said Mr. Greengrass, shaking his head. "He is the king, and by his side, the queen of the whole world."

"I know, Father," said Daphne firmly, "I will make myself worthy of him."

Mr. Greengrass hesitated to speak, I want you to change it, don't hang yourself on a tree.

Do you see that Delacour's daughter will not go to be with the king.

Slytherins are the most stubborn people in the world.

Ships flew into the portal, and the castle in the air was left on the island.

John still needs to use this thing.

His body floated up slowly.

As he flew higher and higher, John's body gradually turned into a white light.

Bright form.

On the castle in the sky, twelve magic destroyer guns automatically aimed at John.

John raised his right hand, a mass of violent and vibrating energy continuously overflowed with terrifying radiation that could instantly destroy body cells.

The Elder Wand pointed at the cloud of energy, and John's eyes became vertical pupils.

"Since you want to destroy, let you succeed."

The Elder Wand picked up the cloud of energy and lifted it skyward.

Twelve magic-powered destroyers aimed at John.

Simultaneously launch.

Twelve blue lights hit John's wand.

The flames in the castle burned more and more blue.

The extremely cold light converged on the wand, and finally formed a gem with a blue exterior and an extremely gorgeous interior.

John clapped his hands, and the limited glove turned into a furnace, constantly reshaping this power.

Finally, she lay quietly in John's hands.

Lifting up the colorful gemstones in his hand, John placed them in the sun, dazzling.

"Destruction is always beautiful, and what is worth more than the Mona Lisa is the Mona Lisa in flames."

Taking off one of the super magic crystals, John put this energy aggregate in it.

It passed through John's body like an electric current.

He moved his fingers, lowered his eyes and looked down.

Wand raised.

At the bottom of the castle, a conical golden altar-like cannon mouth appeared.

"The Alchemy Department has produced a lot of good things these days."

John snapped his fingers.

Concentrate energy in that muzzle.

It landed heavily on the island below.

A semicircular explosion continued to spread, and finally left a trace with a radius of more than [-] meters in the center of the island.

A large purple round magic crystal appeared there.

The object magic is activated.

The magic crystal that was the core of the island flew up.

The tightly connected cohesion of the islands dissipated, and the islands began to fall apart.

The huge magic core has a size of ten meters.

John put it in the bottom of the castle.

Watching the core gradually being fused in, a huge ray of light lit up on the castle.

On the surface, a series of magic circles united together were formed.

A few hours passed, and the island that had experienced war in the Atlantic Ocean disappeared without a trace.

And the Sky Castle and John, who were originally above, disappeared.

And all this, Muggles don't know.

...

as the person in charge of this operation.

Ministers are being held accountable.

"You know what you're doing?" the man who was president at the time flew into a rage.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President," the minister said submissively, but actually rolled his eyes inwardly. "This is a necessary war."

"If we can't get those things, it will be a huge blow for other countries to get them."

"A nuclear bomb can keep us from future troubles forever."

The minister spread his hands, "Why not do it."

"The public knows..."

"No one will know," smiled the Minister, "and no one ever will."

This is a war that has not been recorded in any way.

It's just a daily fleet exercise. Unfortunately, that fleet has a high probability of encountering a disaster at sea.

"It's a natural disaster, it's inevitable, isn't it?" the minister told the president. "We can't always live in someone else's shadow."

"That assassination, I remember you were very angry."

The minister has a good grasp of the president's three inches.

Who knows how dangerous it is for someone who can break into the Pentagon.

Rather than betting on the conscience of those wizards, it is better to never suffer future troubles.

The president is also human, and he also fears death.

Can be alive, who is willing to leave these colorful worlds and leave?

You have to know how much hard work he has gone through, and how much money he has spent behind him, to win the votes and curse at the most powerful group of people in the world in this position.

So when he heard that the minister had killed people on an island, his first reaction was the public.

As long as the public doesn't know...

The president scowled.

"I'll take care of the families," said the Minister, stepping him down, "and I'll hold a memorial service for the soldiers who died, even though they died in 'Acts of God.'"

"Personally, I feel that taking responsibility as the commander of this exercise, I also have joint and several responsibilities."

"How about a thirteen-inch confession?"

The president also went down the donkey. He pondered and said, "You know I trust you."

"Just do it and don't tarnish America's image."

The minister who got the concession was also all smiles.

It doesn't matter if he and the president are not of the same party.

At this level, what they mainly look at is not the so-called alliances, but the benefits they can bring.

The minister leaves.

He still doesn't know how much hidden danger he has left behind in what he thought was a seamless approach.

At this point, Mycroft was much smarter than him.

In the club he founded, Mycroft enjoys the tranquility of this moment.

There are rules set up here, which is to give yourself a space for solitude.

Although everyone can't speak, stay here quietly and enjoy the peace, but who can refuse to make friends with a group of the most valuable people in Britain.

These are all interests.

It could also be said to be the party of Mycroft.

He provides a platform for these people to impress each other with a calm gimmick.

Available today.

The silence was broken.

More than ten hours have passed since the list was submitted to the prime minister.

Mycroft thought about the hidden war, the news had not yet come back.

A knock on the door rang.

This made the people in the club look over with great dissatisfaction.

A young man who broke the rules of this club.

"Chat?"

He spoke.

Mycroft looked over, he knew who the other party was talking to.

He stood up with a heavy expression on his face.

It is rare for such an expression to appear on the face of this brain.

The club members who were originally dissatisfied also found something.

They watched Mycroft walk out of the club.

In the stranger's room.

John sat on the sofa, looked at Mycroft standing there, raised his eyebrows, "I think this is the third time we've met, so there's no need to be so reserved."

"I won't sit on that sofa." Mycroft said in a deep voice with his left hand in his pocket and his right hand leaning on the back of the chair, "Are you here to announce the result to me?"

"Obviously, yes."

John looked at the black tea on the table and asked, "You shouldn't mind if I enjoy a cup of black tea."

Mycroft saw the teapot on the table fly up, pouring steaming tea into the patterned cup.

The cup slowly came to John and was caught by him.

"As a person who grew up in England, tea is as inseparable as water." John took a sip of the black tea.

"You still want to tell me that truth," Mycroft's eyes flashed brightly, "the same cultural influence."

"If only the people in power in this world were as smart as you," John laughed hoarsely. "Then I don't need this war."

"You guessed it right, I deliberately led this war."

John let go of the cup, and the cup floated in the air.

He raised his right hand, a silver ring covering his arm.

He pointed to the gorgeous gem on the back of his hand.

"Greed will set itself on fire."

Mycroft's eyes fell on the gem and asked, "What is that?"

"In your terms, it's a disaster."

John said flatly: "As long as I want, you can see a very grand fireworks show."

"What do you want?" Mycroft did not continue to ask, but looked at John, "Your strength has been shown to me."

"It's not enough, I want the whole world to see this strength."

John crossed his fingers, his eyes flickered, "My dad told me about your kindness."

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