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Webb said sadly: "I have something extremely important to see him for."

With the piercing sirens ringing in his ears, Webb smiled and said, "Then please convey it to him."

"Okay." The girl waited for Webb's next words.

Web raised his wand.

"Thank you for your service to the wizarding world."

It was a terrorist attack and an assassination at the same time.

Taote Mario received the news and came to the house in a police car. He opened the door and ran down directly.

He gasped and widened his eyes as he looked at the body that had been removed from the house.

"No, no, no!"

He staggered over and ran over, reaching out tremblingly to open the body bag.

A hand held his hand, that of a police sergeant who was also a father.

He shook his head and couldn't bear to say: "Mr. Congressman, you need to be prepared."

Looking at the police chief, Taote Mario nodded with difficulty.

He unzipped it bit by bit.

A body drained of blood, her throat slit.

At the door of Mario's house, there were traces of struggle with shocking blood stains.

"She tried to call for help," the police chief said solemnly, "The man unexpectedly slit her throat, watched her crawling on the ground, and then dragged her back to the house."

"who is it!"

Taut couldn't keep calm, he growled, "Who killed my daughter!"

He swore that he would kill that man with his own hands!

"Other bodies have been found around the property and we still need to investigate."

It was the first time the police chief encountered such a difficult case.

Not only because of the congressmen involved, but also because of the superb killing techniques.

Their only evidence was a passerby who discovered the body.

He found the body lying outside and called the police, but the police officers who arrived did not find the murderer.

It can be seen from the time of the girl's death that the murderer left not long ago.

Just when this happened, a few days passed.

Another murder occurs.

The same technique, clean and crisp killing.

The person who died was an officer.

Then, it happened again.

That person was running around in the city.

Let the restless atmosphere surround this place.

Finally once.

That person was caught open.

The bullet hit the man.

The sergeant looked at the colonel who swore the oath, and the police officer handed over an evidence bag.

"This is impossible!" The colonel's eyes widened as he looked at the deformed warhead.

His shooting performance in the army was among the top. There was absolutely no way that the bullets he fired would miss, not to mention that the man had his back turned to him.

Could that be a ghost?

Things got worse and worse.

Webb stood in front of the majestic white building, the Deathly Hallows symbol in his hand heating up.

"That's crazy." Web drew his wand.

…

"It's really crazy."

John watched the TV, with waves in his calm eyes.

Sitting on the sofa, John looked at Tang Mi aside.

As the founder of Silverhand Magic, it's not unusual for John to have a television at home.

He asked: "Do you believe that someone will give everything for their ideals?"

Tang Mi was stunned for a moment and then said piously: "For your lord, I am willing to do this."

After hearing this, John turned his attention back to the TV.

The scene that was rushed to report made him understand that a crisis was approaching.

…

Chapter 729 The president was attacked, Webb’s sacrifice

The president was attacked.

In that majestic white building, the President of the United States was attacked.

The man was knocked down before approaching the Oval Office.

That's a wizard.

The president almost had an accident, and the wizard was seriously injured.

Webb's road to martyrdom began.

He was imprisoned.

The president was furious.

As the most powerful nation in the world today, their leader is threatened.

This is a shame!

The major crisis caused caught the Magical Congress of America off guard.

They need to take responsibility for this.

This explanation did not satisfy the president.

At this time, Mr. Mike sent the series of test reports.

As John said, greed.

By mastering these things, America will become stronger.

As for the MACUSA, this exchange with the president was more like torture.

…

International Confederation of Wizards, something big has happened.

The contact between MACUSA and the government has led to a troubling outcome for everyone.

"He asked us to hand over the mastermind behind the scenes." The American representative looked up at John secretly and said with difficulty, "Or make compensation."

"compensate?"

All the representatives were confused.

"Purple crystal." said the American representative.

Sure enough, the magic crystal was still attracted to that country.

John was not surprised by this. Even if there was no assassination, these people would find other excuses to plunder the magical world.

After all, it's not the first time this has been done.

"This time it is indeed part of our responsibility." John said lightly.

"The mastermind behind it? Grindelwald has begun to feel restless. His head is also a good choice."

John's calm voice said shocking things.

His eyes flashed across the reactions of everyone present.

Some people were surprised, some were scared, and most of them were angry.

In a situation brought about by Grindelwald, the law of secrecy is already in name only.

The laws that originally protected wizards have now gotten them into trouble over time as they have to come into contact with Muggles.

Perhaps in the past, wizards would have scorned the Muggle threat.

It's a gap in information and a wizarding arrogance that has been built up over the years by wizards.

But now, having seen the capabilities of Muggles, the wizard's arrogance will become a deadly poison.

Fortunately, no one here is such an idiot.

They understand that these threats are not laughable.

When Muggles and wizards go to war, they are only separated by a piece of white paper that can transmit light.

The thin piece of paper is frightening.

After being exposed, it was the wizards who faced the Muggle crisis.

John's voice sounded.

"Force him to come out, so that Grindelwald has to walk out of the tower that protects him."

John whispered: "Take away all his weapons and let him use magic to appear upright."

With the locations of those weapons of mass destruction, as well as the discovered weapons caches.

Without these, if Grindelwald doesn't come out, then he will have to wait for the fully developed new magical world to surround him.

John knew he would come out.

That long-planned plan should not be shelved.

Intensify.

All the saints were forced to go back.

This is John's command.

All wizards are performing.

…

Barty Jr. returned to Silverhand Manor after nearly a year away.

The flowers that were entangled with weeds were cleared away by his help.

Nutrients flow back into the flowers, allowing flagging flowers to grow again.

"There's too much rain." Little Barty cleaned up seriously and said, "It's easy for them to die."

"Savage flowers are not afraid of rain," John said casually beside him, "Only the delicate flowers in the greenhouse seek death and survival."

During this period of time, little Barty became vicissitudes of life.

White hair sprouted from his temples and a beard grew on his chin, making him look more and more like Old Barty.

As father and son, they both failed.

The entanglement of blood ties is engraved in their bones, making them unable to change.

"Do you want an all-out war?"