I wield a sword at Hogwarts

The smashed wall fell to the ground.

it's all over?

The era of magical winter.

This failure will make wizards completely captives of Muggles.

Those cruel experiments will be tried on them.

They will be the best material.

Children are left homeless and women become objects of trade.

A lot went through Percy's mind.

His family, his father with whom he had quarreled, and his beloved mother and sister.

His friends, his colleagues.

When he climbed up, his relatives secretly talked about him, thinking that he was an anomaly.

Even his family members were puzzled by his ideas.

He staggered to his feet, and ten soldiers appeared across from him.

Their weapons have been set up. Compared with the speed of the wizard's incantation, those bullets can turn your body into a hornet's nest before you finish a sentence.

Percy smiled.

"So this is what you have to bear, John," he murmured to himself.

that power.

The higher your status, the heavier the things you will have to carry.

Ignorance occupies the majority of people in this world.

Some people will question the decision, while more people are short-sighted and can only see immediate benefits.

Thinking about what a lonely life John would be like after he became the leader of the International Confederation of Wizards.

"I'm really not a good friend," Percy tightened his wand, "I once envied you, John, and that made me ashamed."

He moved his wand, and the subtle movements made the soldiers on the opposite side nervous.

"You'd better surrender, wizard." The soldier's commander said, "Stop resisting needlessly."

"Your magic can't do anything."

Before the arrival of Muggles, magic was so great.

Now, under the devastating attack, the arrogant wizards woke up.

Give it a try, and ideally, they should win.

"Sorry, the person in front of you is the son of the ancient Weasley family, the new Minister of Magic in the United Kingdom."

Percy raised his wand, even though he knew the outcome he was about to face.

But the wizard still raises his wand.

"A member of the Shining Magic Star Club and a close friend of the King."

The corners of Percy's mouth were outlined, and his face that was always serious and straight made people forget that his appearance was not bad.

"Percy Ignatius Weasley."

After he finished speaking, the officer opposite also expressed awe at the wizard's death.

The commander ordered: "Shoot."

Bullets are cathartic.

In this era of magical winter, there must always be someone holding a torch to light up the dark path forward in the Snow Country.

Is not it?

"The stars will guide you back."

"Yes, my king."

Percy closed his eyes and gave one last push.

If it fails to light the way forward, let the torch lead the strong hunter away.

You continue to hide, in the darkness, being careful not to make any noise.

The stars on that badge stained with dirt changed.

Dirt fell from above.

"Yes, Percy Ignatius Weasley, brave Gryffindor, my friend."

The bullet stopped.

The man who will hold up a torch for wizards to light the way forward in the era of magical winter is here.

He walked out of the golden passage.

The soldiers had no time to react and their lives were taken away.

The Elder Wand, symbolizing power, is waved.

"Star Spirit Guards."

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Chapter 753 The wizard with the strongest Muggle weapon

There are some people who are born with some strange powers.

"Wizards?" Mr. Mike returned to his previous arrogance when he saw that the overall situation had been decided. "A group of shady people."

"By occupying this place, I can already see the time when the whole world will watch our actions."

He was infinitely proud, as the previous wizard's raid had completely disgraced him.

He ordered to occupy the Magic Crystal Island quickly.

If other countries know this news, they may come out to cause trouble.

That would somewhat tarnish their glorious image.

The landing soldiers reported the appearance of a new monster.

Neither Mr. Mike nor the chief took it seriously.

No monster can withstand the attack of tank fire.

They finally figured out the abilities of those wizards.

It's okay to deal with some ordinary soldiers, but if it's against tanks and the like, it can only be killed at the neck.

I was sleeping in a bathtub full of dollars thinking about the future.

A black dot flew quickly towards this side of the island.

"That's... a tank?!"

When I saw it clearly, it was a tank weighing more than fifty tons.

It was falling on a frigate at an alarming speed.

The frigate was directly penetrated by the tank.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely panicked and frightened voice came from the radio station.

…

Strong smell of blood.

Neville set the girl down, surrounded by a dozen bodies.

The girl had no vital signs, and she blocked the bullet that should have been shot to the heart for Neville.

The brave Thunderbird girl who was supposed to fly in the wilderness like the Thunderbirds.

As an American, she could sit back and watch.

But because of the responsibility of magic, she came here.

Please remember this brave American girl, Gwyneth Shirley Potts.

Neville closed his beautiful green eyes for her.

He looked up to the sky.

A man stands in the sky.

In the gloomy clouds, a golden elf-like little man jumped out of it.

At the command of their Creator.

The ferocious and majestic divine guard appeared.

A divine guard fell next to Neville.

Thick arms, golden armor.

"John is here, then it's time for us to fight back."

Neville's eyes were firm as he drew his sword.

The sword is still filled with cold light, and the sword that can cut through everything will continue to be swung at this moment.

And a power surged out of their bodies.

They themselves didn't realize why the magic seemed to be getting stronger.

leader.

The blessing that John once received in another world.

When he is recognized by everyone, he will lead these people to complete their transformation.

What an arrogant hunter.

Come feel the power of a head-on blow.

The white light on John's wand gathered strength, and he stood tall in the sky.

The Elder Wand in his hand demanded greedily, and he poured his own magic into it without hesitation.

If it were an ordinary wand, under such a huge amount of magic power, the wand would be close to collapse.

But this won't happen.

The Elder Wand is a divine creation, after absorption.

It is release.

A white light circled around the island.

Then came the stirred up dust on the ground and the annihilated and cut corpses.

A tank targets John.

John just glanced and flicked his wand.

The white light is like a cutting laser, instantly separating the tank that is still powerful under the magic attack.

The horrific scene even surpassed what Muggles had just defined as wizards.

The fire dragon roared and greeted the king's arrival.

Psychic magic activates.

John gave orders to all the fire dragons in an instant.

They flew up and attacked the ants on the ground.

"Muggle?"

John is not in a good mood right now.