Chapter 670 The Smallness of Magic, Pandora's Box
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Poland?
What happened to Poland?
Everyone was unclear, so they looked at Charles Roland.
The Minister of Magic has a look of panic at the moment.
He said with difficulty: "The Polish Ministry of Magic is gone."
Everyone stared at him blankly.
He went on: "It was a cataclysmic disaster, covering the Ministry of Magic and the wizarding community."
"That disaster spread to Warsaw."
"Not a single life was left alive."
He finished the last word and sat down weakly.
Quiet needles can be heard.
Everyone is digesting this information.
It was as if he had forgotten to breathe.
Until someone exhaled heavily.
Everyone panted one after another.
It was the death of the wizard again, and the disappearance of thousands of lives.
Basically, Polish magical society was wiped off the map.
"We need him." The Bulgarian Minister of Magic who was hesitant just now said blankly.
He became emotional and shouted, "We need John Wick!"
"Only he can save us!"
Not leading, not leading.
is salvation.
Grindelwald opens Pandora's box.
The wizarding world counts down to death.
"Calm down, Oblansk," the old man said.
He looked at Percy, took a deep breath, and asked, "Where's the Second King?"
Representatives from various countries in Parliament looked eagerly at Percy.
Now John Wick represents the entire wizarding world.
Percy took into account the changes in the crowd, and he said lightly: "My king, he is in Bhutan."
"What does he need?" The old man knew Percy was not that simple.
Percy stood up and said seriously, "Respect."
The old man also stood up.
He said very seriously: "The Association of Drillers is willing to listen to orders."
The other Ministry representatives rose to their feet.
"The Ministry of Magic of Bulgaria cooperates with the Second King."
"The German Ministry of Magic cooperates with the Second King."
"The French Ministry of Magic cooperates with the Second King."
"Norwegian Ministry of Magic in cooperation with the Second King."
"The Finnish Ministry of Magic..."
The Ministry of Magic of various countries expressed their views one after another.
Yalefan opened his mouth, which finally turned into a sigh.
Parliament ends.
Percy walked to the fireplace.
"Weasley." Charles Roland ran over.
Percy stopped and looked at Charles Rolland quietly.
Minister Roland sorted out what he wanted to say, and asked cautiously, "Your Excellency Wick, is there a way to restore peace to the magical world?"
Hearing his words, Percy thought for a moment.
"Has he ever let you down?"
Minister Roland was taken aback for a moment, thinking about it carefully, never.
The corners of Percy's mouth curled up, "That's the answer."
No matter what, the stars will always trust their king.
During the period when Percy went to the parliament, the entire second dynasty was already in full swing.
...
The French Delacour family appeased the restless people.
It was just this devastating explosion that made the wizard see the insignificance of magic.
There is nothing to describe it.
Only despair.
They are chaotic on the street like crazy.
It seems to be the last carnival of the apocalypse.
Mr. Delacour frowned, and Mrs. Delacour tightly protected her little daughter.
Their eldest daughter, French Fleur, Fleur Delacour walked straight out.
"Quiet!"
Fu Rong cast a loud mantra, and the sound spread out for a long time.
Quiet the place of chaos.
She spoke proudly: "I, Fleur Delacour, a member of the Star Society, the eldest daughter of the ancient alliance Delacour, a warrior of Beauxbatons."
The series of titles made people stunned, and they quietly looked at the ridiculously beautiful woman.
"What are you afraid of?" Fleur jumped onto the tallest statue, the badge that symbolized the Star Society glowed on her chest, and she stretched out her finger to name a wizard.
The wizard who was named was a little overwhelmed, but he was overwhelmed by the emotion of collapse, and shouted: "We are going to die, Grindelwald and Muggles are going to destroy us!"
"Grindelwald?" Fleur said in an extremely contemptuous and sarcastic tone, "The first Dark Lord?"
"Are you afraid of him?"
It seems that it is a shame to be afraid of Grindelwald, Fleur's voice is full of disdain.
This attitude made people uncomfortable, and someone said angrily: "He will kill you!"
"Then let him come over!"
Furong raised her white chin and said proudly: "Kill me, my king will avenge me, so I'm never afraid!"
She looked at the wizards, there was no doubt in her voice.
"Wizards, don't panic, my king, he will protect you, he will take care of you as if he were his own children."
"Are you afraid of death? My king, he is extremely powerful."
Monsieur Delacour stared dumbfounded at his daughter's speech.
Gabriel's eyes were full of little stars.
A wizard asked loudly, "Your king? Who is he?"
The corners of Fleur's lips curled up, and she waved her wand.
A banner appeared with stars and wands, and among the stars silver hands held wands.
She stands on top of the tallest statue, holding a flag.
The flag fluttered.
"My king is named John Wick, the second king of the wizarding world, the founder of Silver Hand, the strongest alchemist, and the smartest wizard."
She spared no compliments, and with her wand, made a hole in the head of the statue, and inserted the flag into it.
"My king, he protects his people."
"From now on, the French hideout will become John Wick's sanctuary. As long as this flag is still there, Doomsday will not be able to find it here!"
After finishing speaking, Furong added something.
"Dark Lord? Terrible!"
"But my king also killed him!"
The wizard who was full of fear at the moment was attracted by the beautiful silver-haired girl.
Just like the former Joan of Arc, the figure holding the flag tightly inspired the French wizards.
Fu Rong took a deep breath and shouted, "Follow my king!"
The whole hideout is calling a name.
John Wick.
...
United Kingdom.
A meeting at the old Malfoy Manor.
Someone is afraid.
"Grindelwald has gone mad." The head of the Burst family panicked, "He will kill all wizards."
"Are you afraid, Bostrode?" Lucius sat on the stone chair, his eyes darkened.
At his side was the future heir to the Malfoy family, Draco Malfoy.
Burst said awkwardly: "But Your Excellency Wick didn't say anything, did he?"
Trigger keyword, Draco Malfoy activates.
"Are you confused?" Malfoy came out and cursed, "John is in Bhutan, did he say he would surrender?"
"But……"
"It's nothing!" Malfoy pointed at Brsted's nose and cursed angrily, "You cowardly thing, you will be the child's table for dinner in the future!"
"What haven't we experienced?"
"Just a Grindelwald?"
"We will only be stronger, any weak ones can leave now!"
Malfoy patted his chest and said, "Even if there is a war, we will not be afraid!"
"The second king? Sooner or later he will become the king of the magical world!"
Berster blushed when he was told.
At this moment, someone stood up and walked outside.
Malfoy looked at it, a little confused.
"Neville, where are you going?"
Neville stopped and glanced back at the people of the Old Alliance.
"I will go back and take my sword," he said firmly, "and I will be the first to die in battle."
"it is good!"
Mr. Longbottom clapped his hands violently, stood up and said: "As expected of the lion of Longbottom, Longbottom swears here that he will put everyone into battle!"
"Longbottom, the sword that will become king!"
Lucius stood up too.
Malfoy was once a symbol of good luck and avoiding evil in the wizarding world.
But now, the head of this family said: "The Malfoy family will fully support Your Excellency Wick. Even if we die, we will not be able to make us cowardly."
"Power is paramount, everyone," he said, sweeping his eyes over the headed family members present, "running away means abandoning the glory of the ancient clan, and it's time for us to fight for the king."
"Our battlefield has begun, go to the world and proclaim the mercy of the king."
The head of the family present stood up, including the previous Bosted.
Mr. Weasley looked at the group, and it seemed that he was really wrong.
What he thought was rotten was inadvertently changed by that one.
Now the ancient alliance.
Now the king.
Mr. Weasley put his hand over his heart.
"I'm proud of you, Percy."
...
What happened to Poland?
Everyone was unclear, so they looked at Charles Roland.
The Minister of Magic has a look of panic at the moment.
He said with difficulty: "The Polish Ministry of Magic is gone."
Everyone stared at him blankly.
He went on: "It was a cataclysmic disaster, covering the Ministry of Magic and the wizarding community."
"That disaster spread to Warsaw."
"Not a single life was left alive."
He finished the last word and sat down weakly.
Quiet needles can be heard.
Everyone is digesting this information.
It was as if he had forgotten to breathe.
Until someone exhaled heavily.
Everyone panted one after another.
It was the death of the wizard again, and the disappearance of thousands of lives.
Basically, Polish magical society was wiped off the map.
"We need him." The Bulgarian Minister of Magic who was hesitant just now said blankly.
He became emotional and shouted, "We need John Wick!"
"Only he can save us!"
Not leading, not leading.
is salvation.
Grindelwald opens Pandora's box.
The wizarding world counts down to death.
"Calm down, Oblansk," the old man said.
He looked at Percy, took a deep breath, and asked, "Where's the Second King?"
Representatives from various countries in Parliament looked eagerly at Percy.
Now John Wick represents the entire wizarding world.
Percy took into account the changes in the crowd, and he said lightly: "My king, he is in Bhutan."
"What does he need?" The old man knew Percy was not that simple.
Percy stood up and said seriously, "Respect."
The old man also stood up.
He said very seriously: "The Association of Drillers is willing to listen to orders."
The other Ministry representatives rose to their feet.
"The Ministry of Magic of Bulgaria cooperates with the Second King."
"The German Ministry of Magic cooperates with the Second King."
"The French Ministry of Magic cooperates with the Second King."
"Norwegian Ministry of Magic in cooperation with the Second King."
"The Finnish Ministry of Magic..."
The Ministry of Magic of various countries expressed their views one after another.
Yalefan opened his mouth, which finally turned into a sigh.
Parliament ends.
Percy walked to the fireplace.
"Weasley." Charles Roland ran over.
Percy stopped and looked at Charles Rolland quietly.
Minister Roland sorted out what he wanted to say, and asked cautiously, "Your Excellency Wick, is there a way to restore peace to the magical world?"
Hearing his words, Percy thought for a moment.
"Has he ever let you down?"
Minister Roland was taken aback for a moment, thinking about it carefully, never.
The corners of Percy's mouth curled up, "That's the answer."
No matter what, the stars will always trust their king.
During the period when Percy went to the parliament, the entire second dynasty was already in full swing.
...
The French Delacour family appeased the restless people.
It was just this devastating explosion that made the wizard see the insignificance of magic.
There is nothing to describe it.
Only despair.
They are chaotic on the street like crazy.
It seems to be the last carnival of the apocalypse.
Mr. Delacour frowned, and Mrs. Delacour tightly protected her little daughter.
Their eldest daughter, French Fleur, Fleur Delacour walked straight out.
"Quiet!"
Fu Rong cast a loud mantra, and the sound spread out for a long time.
Quiet the place of chaos.
She spoke proudly: "I, Fleur Delacour, a member of the Star Society, the eldest daughter of the ancient alliance Delacour, a warrior of Beauxbatons."
The series of titles made people stunned, and they quietly looked at the ridiculously beautiful woman.
"What are you afraid of?" Fleur jumped onto the tallest statue, the badge that symbolized the Star Society glowed on her chest, and she stretched out her finger to name a wizard.
The wizard who was named was a little overwhelmed, but he was overwhelmed by the emotion of collapse, and shouted: "We are going to die, Grindelwald and Muggles are going to destroy us!"
"Grindelwald?" Fleur said in an extremely contemptuous and sarcastic tone, "The first Dark Lord?"
"Are you afraid of him?"
It seems that it is a shame to be afraid of Grindelwald, Fleur's voice is full of disdain.
This attitude made people uncomfortable, and someone said angrily: "He will kill you!"
"Then let him come over!"
Furong raised her white chin and said proudly: "Kill me, my king will avenge me, so I'm never afraid!"
She looked at the wizards, there was no doubt in her voice.
"Wizards, don't panic, my king, he will protect you, he will take care of you as if he were his own children."
"Are you afraid of death? My king, he is extremely powerful."
Monsieur Delacour stared dumbfounded at his daughter's speech.
Gabriel's eyes were full of little stars.
A wizard asked loudly, "Your king? Who is he?"
The corners of Fleur's lips curled up, and she waved her wand.
A banner appeared with stars and wands, and among the stars silver hands held wands.
She stands on top of the tallest statue, holding a flag.
The flag fluttered.
"My king is named John Wick, the second king of the wizarding world, the founder of Silver Hand, the strongest alchemist, and the smartest wizard."
She spared no compliments, and with her wand, made a hole in the head of the statue, and inserted the flag into it.
"My king, he protects his people."
"From now on, the French hideout will become John Wick's sanctuary. As long as this flag is still there, Doomsday will not be able to find it here!"
After finishing speaking, Furong added something.
"Dark Lord? Terrible!"
"But my king also killed him!"
The wizard who was full of fear at the moment was attracted by the beautiful silver-haired girl.
Just like the former Joan of Arc, the figure holding the flag tightly inspired the French wizards.
Fu Rong took a deep breath and shouted, "Follow my king!"
The whole hideout is calling a name.
John Wick.
...
United Kingdom.
A meeting at the old Malfoy Manor.
Someone is afraid.
"Grindelwald has gone mad." The head of the Burst family panicked, "He will kill all wizards."
"Are you afraid, Bostrode?" Lucius sat on the stone chair, his eyes darkened.
At his side was the future heir to the Malfoy family, Draco Malfoy.
Burst said awkwardly: "But Your Excellency Wick didn't say anything, did he?"
Trigger keyword, Draco Malfoy activates.
"Are you confused?" Malfoy came out and cursed, "John is in Bhutan, did he say he would surrender?"
"But……"
"It's nothing!" Malfoy pointed at Brsted's nose and cursed angrily, "You cowardly thing, you will be the child's table for dinner in the future!"
"What haven't we experienced?"
"Just a Grindelwald?"
"We will only be stronger, any weak ones can leave now!"
Malfoy patted his chest and said, "Even if there is a war, we will not be afraid!"
"The second king? Sooner or later he will become the king of the magical world!"
Berster blushed when he was told.
At this moment, someone stood up and walked outside.
Malfoy looked at it, a little confused.
"Neville, where are you going?"
Neville stopped and glanced back at the people of the Old Alliance.
"I will go back and take my sword," he said firmly, "and I will be the first to die in battle."
"it is good!"
Mr. Longbottom clapped his hands violently, stood up and said: "As expected of the lion of Longbottom, Longbottom swears here that he will put everyone into battle!"
"Longbottom, the sword that will become king!"
Lucius stood up too.
Malfoy was once a symbol of good luck and avoiding evil in the wizarding world.
But now, the head of this family said: "The Malfoy family will fully support Your Excellency Wick. Even if we die, we will not be able to make us cowardly."
"Power is paramount, everyone," he said, sweeping his eyes over the headed family members present, "running away means abandoning the glory of the ancient clan, and it's time for us to fight for the king."
"Our battlefield has begun, go to the world and proclaim the mercy of the king."
The head of the family present stood up, including the previous Bosted.
Mr. Weasley looked at the group, and it seemed that he was really wrong.
What he thought was rotten was inadvertently changed by that one.
Now the ancient alliance.
Now the king.
Mr. Weasley put his hand over his heart.
"I'm proud of you, Percy."
...
