Chapter 658

"Sorry, please give me a moment. Thank you, please. No, I won't sign."

There was a commotion and Rita looked over.

Gilderoy Lockhart pushed his way through the crowd.

He trudged through the group and reached Rita.

He saw John and said, "My friend, what's wrong with you?"

He was about to go over, but was stopped by Rita.

"Why are you here?"

Lockhart's prosperity is indispensable without Rita's help, so the relationship between the two is very familiar.

Hearing Rita's question, Lockhart said angrily: "As his friend, Gilderoy Lockhart will not sit idly by."

Rita was furious after hearing this, but Lockhart didn't take into account the atmosphere at all.

What John needs now is to be alone.

"Okay, I'll wait for him here." Lockhart looked around but didn't see a chair.

Rita rolled her eyes at him.

Someone else is coming.

Zuo Fei brought Lupine over, and he consciously did not disturb him.

Lupine looked at the figure and said in a daze, "He is not yet twenty years old."

Looking at the people from the International Federation of Wizards waiting there, there are too many hopes weighing on me at this age.

Lucius came over. He had just come out of the comfort work.

As long as John Wick's name is on it, it is like a reassuring agent, making people feel at ease.

Don't know who started it.

More and more shamans are coming to Bhutan.

They had such a tacit understanding that no one came near that place.

They just waited quietly.

Waiting for their hero, their leader.

"France has been stabilized, and Germany is led by Edgar." Lucius said to Mr. Diggory next to him. "The saints are spreading words of purification, and those ignorant civilians have been deceived."

"It's a disaster, but we have Lord Wick," said Mr. Diggory.

"Yes, Mr. Wick."

Lucius looked.

Theodore was in the crowd, more focused than ever.

at this time.

There was a sudden explosion behind John.

Little Barty looked at the lonely back.

He walked over.

Lockhart's face was full of doubts: "How could he pass?"

Rita was also hesitant to stop her.

"Little Barty?" John finally spoke.

His voice revealed numbness as he said, "Your father is dead."

Little Barty paused slightly and continued to move forward.

He came to John and looked at the young face.

He knelt down slowly and moved his hand to his heart. He knelt down on one knee, extremely pious and serious.

"Then please avenge him, King."

This sentence caused a ray of light to appear in John's dull eyes.

"The son of Barty Crouch, the only descendant of the Crouch family, will follow you and become John Wick's friend like my father."

John slowly raised his head, his eyes crossed little Barty and looked behind him.

The sun shines on the ruins.

He saw it.

Wherever you look, there are people following closely.

"Then take revenge."

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Chapter 672 Leaders, Companions

Norway.

The eldest daughter of the Greengrass family, Daphne's wand bloomed with light and hung up several wizards who were trying to escape.

"Lock them all up!" Daphne shouted.

Her followers captured the three wizards and imprisoned them.

People watched the beautiful witch walk towards the flag and raise her wand.

The symbol of baptism by fire belonging to the saints becomes a silver hand.

"From now on, this place is under the protection of John Wick!"

"Wizards, don't be afraid, John Wick will bring peace to the world!"

Daphne finished everything and everyone cheered.

They shouted John Wick's name and Daphne's proud face was captured on camera.

Newspapers flew out and landed with the owl.

"Intervention from the Second Dynasty Stabilizes Countries"

"They are the shining stars"

"Grindelwald should be afraid!" They are young and talented! 》

In the newspaper, there are Fleur in France, Daphne in Norway, and Neville and Malfoy in the UK.

Edgar of Germany, appeared in Cedric of Finland.

They are all in action.

Neville ends his trip to Albania by personally capturing several Saints who attempt to attack Ollivander.

Cedric traveled thousands of miles across Finland to find the saints he was promoting.

They are all solving problems in their own way.

The stars are shining brightly.

These people are no longer children, they are the bright stars in today's magical world.

At the same time they believe in one thing.

John will definitely take revenge. What they have to do is to deal with the trivial matters for John.

"What, drop out of school?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

"John? He's fine. Not to mention Grindelwald, even with Dumbledore, he's fine."

"Don't worry, Atuo, you can just go to school with peace of mind."

The stupid Malfoy son was replying to the message.

Astoria sees the newspaper and wants to drop out of school to help them.

Of course Malfoy was not happy, and he reassured Astoria that it was John after all.

…

Early morning in the Kingdom of Bhutan.

John looked at the information beating in the badge, with a smile on his lips.

His friends are working hard, and he really shouldn't be confused here.

Looking at Barty Jr., John stretched out his hand.

"I will avenge old Barty," he looked at little Barty and said seriously, "believe me."

Little Barty held that hand.

John pulled him up.

In full view of everyone, John stretched.

"Maybe I stayed a little too long."

He looked back and the flashlights came on at the same time.

John's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Tell him, tell Grindelwald," John walked toward the crowd, "he has messed with the wrong people."

"tell him!"

"John Wick will make him understand..."

"I have no shortage of determination for revenge."

At this moment, the dawn shines on everyone's face.

Rita's eyes were full of journalistic acumen. She pulled the reporter beside her and urged: "Hurry up and write it down and report it. The title is "John Wick declares war on Grindelwald"."

The reporter was confused and said, "I'm not from the Daily Prophet."

"You are now, I will give you three times your salary!"

"Okay editor-in-chief!"

There is a reason for being rich and powerful.

John looked the other way.

The people from the International Federation of Wizards came slowly.

"We need someone to lead us," the Bulgarian Minister of Magic looked at John and said, "Can you do it?"

John glanced at him and said calmly: "Is it a request or a question?"

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic stiffened his expression, suppressed his blush, and said, "Please."

"Since it's a request," John smiled slightly, "then respect me."

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic looked at the young face and sighed, "Percy Weasley is right, we need you."

He originally wanted to play a trick, but John saw through it at a glance.