Chapter 503 It’s time to make these visitors from the underworld remember us

After a little thought, Percy agreed to Sir Bernard's request because he believed that the time was ripe for the magical world and the non-magical world to come into contact.

After being stuffed with a pile of books and a time-turner by the Ministry of Magic and studying hard for a summer, and then entering the British political arena for a whole year, Percy is no longer the young boy he used to be.

Percy is now growing at an astonishing speed in the dark quagmire of politics.

And with the help of magic, Percy's experience in this year is equivalent to that of an ordinary Muggle in more than ten or twenty years of hard work.

The reason was simple. The Ministry of Magic authorized him to use the Oblivion Charm on Muggle civil servants. With the help of the Oblivion Charm, Percy was like turning on the save mode of a game. He could find the most perfect answer for every answer and every response.

This made him successful in the officialdom. Apart from the understanding and use of long and difficult sentences, nothing could stump him.

Of course, as he matured, he began to walk on the edge of the law. Sometimes, he secretly used some magic potions to seek smoother communication.

He was already a different person from the Percy Weasley who had just graduated from Hogwarts.

At first glance, you might even think Percy is a Slytherin graduate. And indeed, only Slytherin graduates are suitable for the British civil service.

People who are too Gryffindor won't make it here.

Leaving Sir Bernard's office and passing through the lounge, Percy froze in place.

He was attracted by a figure on TV.

'Les? ' Percy's eyebrows almost stood up as he listened to Les's impassioned speech.

If Percy didn't know Les, he would have believed him.

"What the hell, why does this Slytherin smell like Gryffindor?" Percy couldn't help but complain.

If you put him now and Rice on the TV screen together, people will definitely confuse the colleges they graduated from.

But Percy was just complaining. Through Les's actions, he also realized that the wizarding world seemed to be ready to make some moves and wanted to deepen communication with Muggles.

What else was there to say? Percy went straight back to his office to write to Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Henry.

A few hours later, Percy received a reply with a positive response from the other side.

As soon as Percy got the letter, he found Sir Bernard.

At this moment he was enjoying his last glass of whiskey before leaving get off work.

When he saw Percy coming in, a happy smile appeared on Sir Bernard's old face.

"Oh! Mr. Weasley, come on, come on, sit down! Would you like a whisky - are you of age?"

"Of course, I'm still eighteen years old." Percy sat down next to Sir Bernard and poured himself a glass of whiskey from the table - the wine in Whitehall was all top-quality wine, and he usually didn't want to spend his own money on it.

After internal banquets held by civil servants, Percy would even buy the unfinished whiskey and champagne, refill and seal them, and take them home to taste himself or send them to his family.

Sir Bernard: ???

He was just joking, but Weasley's response really surprised him: judging from his tone, he was less than twenty years old?

Bernard actually felt a little jealous at this moment because Percy was really too young.

Normally, for an Oxford top student to climb to his position, it would take at least twenty years of hard work and no major mistakes. However, Percy got there before he was even twenty years old.

"If you keep going like this, my position will be yours sooner or later." Bernard patted the armrest of the chair and said with great emotion.

However, faced with this unparalleled temptation, Percy shook his head firmly.

"No, I am only a bridge between the magical and non-magical worlds. A bridge cannot be a leader."

Bernard looked at Percy meaningfully and felt that this young man had a bright future.

It was great that he knew the boundaries so well. It was a blessing to have such a liaison for both the magical and non-magical communities.

"You are here for bilateral talks, right? Did they agree?"

Percy nodded.

"Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Henry have agreed to your request. They hope to arrange a time to meet with you."

"Um, do you want me to light up the fireplace?" Bernard glanced at the extinguished fireplace. A while ago, the Prime Minister's brain was kicked by something and decided to replace the traditional fireplace with an electric stove to show his environmental awareness.

Although Sir Bernard wanted to complain, he ultimately decided not to embarrass the Prime Minister over such a trivial matter. Anyway, his political life was running out.

But it seemed that this blocked the way for the magical world to communicate with him, because he remembered that Crouch used to jump out of the fireplace.

"No need." Percy's expression also became a little strange. "They want to be more formal, so they submitted a request for a meeting."

Sir Bernard was also shocked by the wizard's actions.

But he soon understood the deep meaning of the wizards' actions. It seemed that they didn't want to hide in the dark corners anymore, they wanted to be open and aboveboard for once.

"Okay, approve their application. Weasley, you will be the recorder of the meeting."

At nine o'clock the next morning, Sir Bernard and Percy waited for Dumbledore and his party in the conference room.

This time, there was one more person from the wizarding world than Percy expected, and this one was a heavyweight.

Godric Gryffindor accompanied Dumbledore and Henry to meet the Muggle leaders.

After learning that the red-bearded man in front of him had lived for thousands of years, Sir Bernard was so shocked that he couldn't even hold the pen in his hand.

A thousand years!

How is this different from immortality? Is this the charm of magic?

Bernard knew that this alone was enough to drive everyone crazy.

Prime Minister, President, Queen... Who at the pinnacle of power doesn't want to live longer? Even if you can't live for a thousand years, living for five hundred or a hundred years is great!

And there is Dumbledore, who is also 114 years old, which is also a very long life.

Looking at the two old wizards in front of him, Bernard couldn't help but ask them how they had lived so long.

"As long as you keep breathing, you can live that long." Dumbledore answered his question with a smile.

"I was possessed by the remnant of the Norse gods. He seemed to have found some way to keep my body alive, and he lived in my identity for thousands of years. It was not until recent years that my friends reawakened my soul..."

Dumbledore glanced at Godric, and Godric realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly braked the car.

But it was too late, Bernard was acutely aware that he had used the word "friend".

Friends? Reawakened? Does that mean you were asleep the whole time? Does that mean your friend has lived for thousands of years?

Now it has been confirmed that the wizard has the method of immortality.

But neither Dumbledore nor Godric was very interested in talking about this topic, so Bernard could only bring the subject back on track and talk about how to deal with the Greek gods.

"The situation is getting more and more serious. After the coalition's disastrous defeat, Greece has accelerated its expansion. Now, islands in the Mediterranean such as Corsica and Sicily have also been occupied by them. Egypt is not peaceful either. Some people are causing chaos in the name of the Pharaoh's servants. It is only a matter of time before they collapse..."

After the defeat of the multinational forces, the evil spirits became more powerful and their activities were no longer limited to the Greek peninsula. The entire European continent was in turmoil: the Greek gods, the Egyptian pharaohs, the vampires of Central Europe, and all kinds of demons and angels, etc.

All kinds of monsters and demons have returned.

It is amazing that in Europe, there are two places that are not troubled by evil spirits. One is the isolated British Isles, and the other is Northern Europe.

People originally thought that the Nordic countries with Norse mythology would become the next Greece, but the result surprised them.

No one could understand this anomaly at all.

However, people may not understand it, but their bodies are quite honest. These days, the airfare to the UK, Ireland and the three Nordic countries has increased by more than ten times, and there is still an upward trend. All routes are fully booked, and the price of economy class is several times more expensive than the first class in the past.

A safe haven has appeared in troubled times, and everyone hopes to get a ticket to it.

The last time Britain was so wealthy was back in the 19th century!

Bernard is now in pain and happiness.

In this chaos, he vaguely saw the glory of the former empire.

"Do you want to know why no evil spirits attack Britain? Do you want to understand why no gods are resurrected in Northern Europe?" Mr. Henry had a polite but distant smile on his face: "It's because of us, wizards!"

He knew too well what was going on in the minds of people like Bernard. Mr. Henry was determined to wake him up and let him know that the peace in Britain was not a coincidence, but the credit of the wizards led by Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"Hogwarts is the best magic school in the world, and it also has the most powerful wizards in the world. Their existence prevents evil spirits from setting foot in the British Isles. It was also they who buried the era of gods with their own hands!" Mr. Henry's words were filled with completely uncontrollable pride.

He stretched out his hand and pointed in Godric's direction.

"The peace we have today was fought for by Mr. Godric and his friends!"

Then he began to talk to Bernard about the war between the Big Four and the Norse gods in the past, and the greatness of Hogwarts.

Bernard was stunned when he heard this.

He secretly calculated with his fingers and found that the time when these four people were active coincided with the decline of Norse mythology!

Now he believed even more what Mr. Henry said.

"It's just a small contribution made by my friends." Godric smiled modestly. He did not mention the sealing of the underworld because he knew it was impossible to seal the underworld that had returned completely.

This would require the persistent efforts of several generations of wizards as powerful as them.

Bernard sensed a strong sense of confidence and pride from Mr. Henry's tone. After Mr. Henry's introduction, he finally understood the importance of wizards.

It can be said that the UK today can do without a prime minister, a royal family, or even a civil service system, but it cannot do without the protection of wizards.

Without the protection of wizards, the terrain of Britain would be more suitable for the gods' pasture than Greece.

"Mr. Gryffindor, we need your help. Humanity needs your assistance!" Bernard said seriously, "If you can really solve the problem in Greece, you and your friends will be heroes of mankind."

Godric nodded, indicating that even without Sir Bernard's request, he would still attack the gods.

Because this is the fate of wizards!

Listening to Gryffindor's words, Percy and Mr. Henry frowned secretly.

Mr. Gryffindor is so easy to talk to!

They could have taken the opportunity to negotiate terms with the Muggles, so that the wizards could gain a more favorable position. His careless agreement put the Ministry of Magic in a passive position.

But Godric had agreed, so what else could they do? After all, on the surface, they were led by this ancient wizard.

Mr. Henry couldn't help but think that it would be better if the person who came to negotiate the terms was a Slytherin. Mr. Gryffindor was not really suitable for this kind of situation.

Gryffindor didn't think too much about it. After coming out of Whitehall, he left Dumbledore and Henry and went straight to meet his old friends.

He couldn't wait to start the expedition to Olympus.

After returning to their base in London, Gryffindor immediately shared his decision with Rice and the other two.

"Without further delay, let's head to Greece and teach those so-called gods a lesson!" Godric's eyes were full of excitement. "I wonder who is stronger, Zeus or Odin?"

Les and Rowena were silent, while Helga kept echoing Godric.

She felt that the dead should not interfere with the world of the living. No matter how great the Greek gods were in their lifetime, they were dead. They should just stay in the underworld.

"So you have already promised the Muggle leader?" Les suddenly interrupted.

Godric paused for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Is there a problem? Shouldn't I have agreed so readily?" He gradually realized that he seemed to have done something wrong.

"No, you did the right thing." Unexpectedly, Les simply shook his head, indicating that Godric was right.

"Making demands at this time is like taking advantage of someone's misfortune. We should fight the Greek gods first." There was an inexplicable light flashing in Rice's eyes. "It's time to make them remember us!"

As he spoke, Rice exuded a strong murderous intent.

In the eyes of Godric and the other two, Salazar, who had started Ragnarok and fought against the underworld with them, had really returned.

"I suggest that we take them this time." Rice's words made the other three people raise their heads instantly.

They knew exactly what Salazar was referring to, but this was what shocked them.

Is it really necessary to use those four things?

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Update, good night everyone

Tomorrow's update will also be at midnight~