Chapter 648 Repression, Strong
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The palm with the emerald green ring rests on the bronze railing.
John slowly walked down the stairs from the second floor.
"Five years ago, this place was in utter chaos."
"Families are supposed to be allies, but they have become mortal enemies for some benefit."
"In a disorderly society, moths breed and eat away at the profit space."
"Information gaps lead to injustice, unfair transactions lead to conflicts, and conflicts lead to killing."
The stairs were finished under his feet, and his feet stepped into the same space as everyone on the first floor.
John said calmly: "Killing makes magic decay."
His eyes swept over the big figures, and some half-hearted people avoided his eyes.
John didn't care but walked in the arena. Wherever he passed, someone would consciously give way.
"Interests are both shackles and hinges."
"We gather because of interests, unite because of interests, and bind because of interests."
"I also don't want to see the killing between wizards. The rules I made serve the wizards and serve the power."
"Fairness, no matter where it is, is full of contradictions."
"I can't make all wizards fair, but I can assure you," John stopped, and he was already in the center of the crowd, "What I see is fair."
His eyes fell on the three people in front of him.
The wizards around walked away, making the three of them obvious.
The three of them didn't expect this, and panicked visibly with the naked eye.
"Yaxley, Avery, Carrow."
He called the names one by one, walked up to the three of them, and asked indifferently: "I forgive you for being my enemy, why don't you know how to cherish it?"
Yaxley maintained his composure and asked puzzledly, "Mr. Wick, we have never been against you."
John smiled, and he turned his back on them and walked to one end.
"What Voldemort gave you was fear, what I gave you was generosity to keep you alive."
"Unfortunately, you have let down my generosity," John said lightly, "Do you think I don't know who is playing tricks in the material industry?"
"Let me think about it, your goal now," John said, "Do you want to damage the reputation of the Longbottom family? Or let this alliance collapse?"
"It's surprising that Voldemort was able to keep you loyal after his death."
John raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
A dueling stand was born on the ground between the two sides.
John stood on it calmly, and said indifferently: "Come up, or be expelled now."
Seeing his deeds exposed, Yaxley exchanged glances with Carlo and Avery.
They stepped onto the dueling ring at the same time.
The action elicited boos.
Those people accused them of being shameless.
John raised his hand and pressed falsely to make the sound disappear.
"My friends, there is no shame in doing what you can," John chuckled. "Strength makes people lose, and I am glad that someone knows their own weight."
Everyone laughed out loud.
Their mocking and contemptuous eyes were like knives cutting off the dignity of the three of them.
This made Yaxley's face turn red, and he felt a lot of resentment towards John.
The three of them took a fighting stance.
John said calmly, "I think you may have forgotten the etiquette you should have before a duel."
He drew his wand and raised it slowly.
"Now... bow."
A force pressed on the three of them, forcing their bodies to bend.
Even struggling was useless, John lightly forced the three former 28 tribes to bow at ninety degrees.
This strength is frightening.
You must know that the strength of these people will not be lower than Auror.
John nodded slightly, and the power of the three disappeared.
Without even thinking about it, they shot at the same time.
"Petrificustotalus"
"Expelliarmus"
"stupefy"
Three rays of light flew towards John.
John raised his wand, and the three spells were blocked.
Immediately afterwards, the three cooperated seamlessly and continuously shot magic.
But without exception, they all stopped in front of John, and couldn't even get close to him.
John was showing off his muscles, and at the same time telling everyone that his strength was not that of a student who had just left school.
The alliance is an investment, how can it be reassuring if it is not allowed to see its own strength?
So when John blocked all the attacks without moving like a mountain, those people who showed admiration sighed. The heads of the newly joined ancient alliance all had different expressions.
"Okay, I think it's time for you to rest."
Turning his head to avoid a green light, John looked at Carlo who was using the curse, and raised his hand, a white light instantly penetrated his body.
Carlo's face was ferocious, and he looked at the white light through his body in disbelief.
He stretched out his hand with difficulty, hoping that his teammates would save him.
But his outstretched hand turned into sand-like dust visibly with the naked eye.
In just two seconds, a good living person was turned into dust out of thin air.
terror!
This is everyone's intuitive feeling.
"Is that...the Shattering Curse?"
Mr. Weasley murmured to himself.
In Percy's eyes, there was only pride.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other two wanted to escape, and John's eyes turned into vertical pupils.
The two who broke through the crowd froze, then their faces turned gray and they fell down.
One death, two life and death unknown.
Silver Hand Manor was dead silent.
John Shi suddenly stepped off the dueling ring.
He said lightly: "I am not a murderous person."
"What they touched was the bottom line of being a wizard," John snapped his fingers, and the parchment flew from the manor. "What they did was to make people re-enter the dark game."
Everyone had one, and they looked at it.
The above is that the three families are shoddy in various industries, and what is unforgivable is that they secretly torture Muggles for fun and research on the human body.
"I will explain the situation to the Ministry of Magic." John glanced at those whose expressions changed, and said lightly, "What we need is to maintain the present more than anyone else."
In the ancient alliance, Lucius applauded.
"Your Excellency Wick, please allow me to applaud your nobility."
His applause was like a signal, and people belatedly started clapping.
28 The heads of the ancient tribe also applauded.
They consented to the killing.
And they unified the new title.
Sir Wick.
Sir John Wick.
The Ancient Alliance and the Silverhand Alliance.
They have a common name.
Second Dynasty.
John came forward to integrate this huge dynasty.
He will not be stingy with the benefits in his hands.
The properties belonging to the three families will be distributed among jokes during this banquet.
Mr. Weasley looked a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.
As a Muggle-loving Weasley, in his opinion, what the three families did was enough to be sent to the execution platform.
"Percy," Pierce said, approaching, smiling, "I think we could go have a drink over there."
Of course Percy can, this is Vanity Fair, even if you don't like it, you can't refuse.
Mr. Weasley was also taken away by the head of the Prewett family to drink with Mr. McMillan.
John stepped aside to clink glasses with Lucius.
"Thank you for your help, Lucius."
"Your Excellency Wick, you are too polite." Lucius glanced at Mr. Weasley and asked in a low voice, "He is Dumbledore's man, is it alright?"
John also saw the uncomfortable Mr. Weasley, chuckled and said, "He will get used to it, we are not evil, even in some respects, we are just."
What is justice?
Controlling the majority is justice.
The Second Dynasty, they covered the basic necessities of the entire English magical society, even if it was as small as a quill, they were all products of the interests of the Second Dynasty.
They control more than half of the wealth of the magical society.
And has the power to make life better for everyone.
This is justice!
John didn't talk nonsense. Under his control, without the suppression of pure blood, true fairness came.
The situation of killing each other disappeared, and he reduced the loss of life, this is justice.
Dumbledore?
He just relied on his strong magic power and two brilliant battles, and other than that, he didn't deal with any things in the wizarding world.
But John is different, his change is towards the light.
The Little Wizard Fund alone is enough to make families all over the world turn against him.
This is justice!
So what if Mr. Weasley wasn't used to it?
He stayed at the position of the second ancient clan with peace of mind. When he retired and Percy appeared, Weasley was still the second king's ally.
John chuckled, "We'll only get stronger, Lucius."
He raised his glass and said, "Tomorrow we will only have a brighter future!"
The audience toasted, and everyone looked at the young man enthusiastically.
His youth is his greatest capital.
His youth is the greatest guarantee!
The Second Dynasty has at least a hundred years to live!
And the passengers who board this ship will have a hundred years of glory.
Lucius smiled too.
There were three stars on his cane, and he raised his wine glass with his other hand and said loudly, "To Your Excellency Wick."
The second glass of wine showed Lucius' status.
The Malfoy family entered its strongest period because of him.
And this period, as his children grow up, will grow stronger and longer.
...
John slowly walked down the stairs from the second floor.
"Five years ago, this place was in utter chaos."
"Families are supposed to be allies, but they have become mortal enemies for some benefit."
"In a disorderly society, moths breed and eat away at the profit space."
"Information gaps lead to injustice, unfair transactions lead to conflicts, and conflicts lead to killing."
The stairs were finished under his feet, and his feet stepped into the same space as everyone on the first floor.
John said calmly: "Killing makes magic decay."
His eyes swept over the big figures, and some half-hearted people avoided his eyes.
John didn't care but walked in the arena. Wherever he passed, someone would consciously give way.
"Interests are both shackles and hinges."
"We gather because of interests, unite because of interests, and bind because of interests."
"I also don't want to see the killing between wizards. The rules I made serve the wizards and serve the power."
"Fairness, no matter where it is, is full of contradictions."
"I can't make all wizards fair, but I can assure you," John stopped, and he was already in the center of the crowd, "What I see is fair."
His eyes fell on the three people in front of him.
The wizards around walked away, making the three of them obvious.
The three of them didn't expect this, and panicked visibly with the naked eye.
"Yaxley, Avery, Carrow."
He called the names one by one, walked up to the three of them, and asked indifferently: "I forgive you for being my enemy, why don't you know how to cherish it?"
Yaxley maintained his composure and asked puzzledly, "Mr. Wick, we have never been against you."
John smiled, and he turned his back on them and walked to one end.
"What Voldemort gave you was fear, what I gave you was generosity to keep you alive."
"Unfortunately, you have let down my generosity," John said lightly, "Do you think I don't know who is playing tricks in the material industry?"
"Let me think about it, your goal now," John said, "Do you want to damage the reputation of the Longbottom family? Or let this alliance collapse?"
"It's surprising that Voldemort was able to keep you loyal after his death."
John raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
A dueling stand was born on the ground between the two sides.
John stood on it calmly, and said indifferently: "Come up, or be expelled now."
Seeing his deeds exposed, Yaxley exchanged glances with Carlo and Avery.
They stepped onto the dueling ring at the same time.
The action elicited boos.
Those people accused them of being shameless.
John raised his hand and pressed falsely to make the sound disappear.
"My friends, there is no shame in doing what you can," John chuckled. "Strength makes people lose, and I am glad that someone knows their own weight."
Everyone laughed out loud.
Their mocking and contemptuous eyes were like knives cutting off the dignity of the three of them.
This made Yaxley's face turn red, and he felt a lot of resentment towards John.
The three of them took a fighting stance.
John said calmly, "I think you may have forgotten the etiquette you should have before a duel."
He drew his wand and raised it slowly.
"Now... bow."
A force pressed on the three of them, forcing their bodies to bend.
Even struggling was useless, John lightly forced the three former 28 tribes to bow at ninety degrees.
This strength is frightening.
You must know that the strength of these people will not be lower than Auror.
John nodded slightly, and the power of the three disappeared.
Without even thinking about it, they shot at the same time.
"Petrificustotalus"
"Expelliarmus"
"stupefy"
Three rays of light flew towards John.
John raised his wand, and the three spells were blocked.
Immediately afterwards, the three cooperated seamlessly and continuously shot magic.
But without exception, they all stopped in front of John, and couldn't even get close to him.
John was showing off his muscles, and at the same time telling everyone that his strength was not that of a student who had just left school.
The alliance is an investment, how can it be reassuring if it is not allowed to see its own strength?
So when John blocked all the attacks without moving like a mountain, those people who showed admiration sighed. The heads of the newly joined ancient alliance all had different expressions.
"Okay, I think it's time for you to rest."
Turning his head to avoid a green light, John looked at Carlo who was using the curse, and raised his hand, a white light instantly penetrated his body.
Carlo's face was ferocious, and he looked at the white light through his body in disbelief.
He stretched out his hand with difficulty, hoping that his teammates would save him.
But his outstretched hand turned into sand-like dust visibly with the naked eye.
In just two seconds, a good living person was turned into dust out of thin air.
terror!
This is everyone's intuitive feeling.
"Is that...the Shattering Curse?"
Mr. Weasley murmured to himself.
In Percy's eyes, there was only pride.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other two wanted to escape, and John's eyes turned into vertical pupils.
The two who broke through the crowd froze, then their faces turned gray and they fell down.
One death, two life and death unknown.
Silver Hand Manor was dead silent.
John Shi suddenly stepped off the dueling ring.
He said lightly: "I am not a murderous person."
"What they touched was the bottom line of being a wizard," John snapped his fingers, and the parchment flew from the manor. "What they did was to make people re-enter the dark game."
Everyone had one, and they looked at it.
The above is that the three families are shoddy in various industries, and what is unforgivable is that they secretly torture Muggles for fun and research on the human body.
"I will explain the situation to the Ministry of Magic." John glanced at those whose expressions changed, and said lightly, "What we need is to maintain the present more than anyone else."
In the ancient alliance, Lucius applauded.
"Your Excellency Wick, please allow me to applaud your nobility."
His applause was like a signal, and people belatedly started clapping.
28 The heads of the ancient tribe also applauded.
They consented to the killing.
And they unified the new title.
Sir Wick.
Sir John Wick.
The Ancient Alliance and the Silverhand Alliance.
They have a common name.
Second Dynasty.
John came forward to integrate this huge dynasty.
He will not be stingy with the benefits in his hands.
The properties belonging to the three families will be distributed among jokes during this banquet.
Mr. Weasley looked a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.
As a Muggle-loving Weasley, in his opinion, what the three families did was enough to be sent to the execution platform.
"Percy," Pierce said, approaching, smiling, "I think we could go have a drink over there."
Of course Percy can, this is Vanity Fair, even if you don't like it, you can't refuse.
Mr. Weasley was also taken away by the head of the Prewett family to drink with Mr. McMillan.
John stepped aside to clink glasses with Lucius.
"Thank you for your help, Lucius."
"Your Excellency Wick, you are too polite." Lucius glanced at Mr. Weasley and asked in a low voice, "He is Dumbledore's man, is it alright?"
John also saw the uncomfortable Mr. Weasley, chuckled and said, "He will get used to it, we are not evil, even in some respects, we are just."
What is justice?
Controlling the majority is justice.
The Second Dynasty, they covered the basic necessities of the entire English magical society, even if it was as small as a quill, they were all products of the interests of the Second Dynasty.
They control more than half of the wealth of the magical society.
And has the power to make life better for everyone.
This is justice!
John didn't talk nonsense. Under his control, without the suppression of pure blood, true fairness came.
The situation of killing each other disappeared, and he reduced the loss of life, this is justice.
Dumbledore?
He just relied on his strong magic power and two brilliant battles, and other than that, he didn't deal with any things in the wizarding world.
But John is different, his change is towards the light.
The Little Wizard Fund alone is enough to make families all over the world turn against him.
This is justice!
So what if Mr. Weasley wasn't used to it?
He stayed at the position of the second ancient clan with peace of mind. When he retired and Percy appeared, Weasley was still the second king's ally.
John chuckled, "We'll only get stronger, Lucius."
He raised his glass and said, "Tomorrow we will only have a brighter future!"
The audience toasted, and everyone looked at the young man enthusiastically.
His youth is his greatest capital.
His youth is the greatest guarantee!
The Second Dynasty has at least a hundred years to live!
And the passengers who board this ship will have a hundred years of glory.
Lucius smiled too.
There were three stars on his cane, and he raised his wine glass with his other hand and said loudly, "To Your Excellency Wick."
The second glass of wine showed Lucius' status.
The Malfoy family entered its strongest period because of him.
And this period, as his children grow up, will grow stronger and longer.
...
