MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts-Chapter 742

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 and inhumane 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, the 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 thoughts.

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

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

Percy smiled.

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

that power.

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

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 Federation of Wizards.

"I'm really not a good friend," Percy clenched 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 have woken up.

Give it a try, 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 will still raise his wand.

"Member of the Star Club with shining magic, the king's best friend."

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 stood in awe of the wizard's death.

The commander ordered: "Shoot."

Bullet catharsis.

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."

"That's right, my king."

Percy closed his eyes and gave one last try.

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 mud are changing.

The soil 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 soldier had no time to react and his life was taken away.

The Elder Wand, symbolizing power, is waved.

"Star Spirit Guards."

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Chapter 753: The wizard with the strongest weapon of Muggles

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

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

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

He was infinitely proud, as the previous wizard's surprise attack had completely cost him his face.

He ordered the Magic Crystal Island to be captured 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 you face tanks and the like, you can only kill them at the neck.

I was thinking about the future and sleeping in a bathtub filled with dollars.

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.

is falling on a frigate at an alarming speed.

The frigate was directly smashed through by the tank.

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

…

The strong smell of blood.

Neville put the girl down, surrounded by a dozen corpses.

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

The brave thunderbird girl, she was supposed to fly in the wilderness like the thunderbird.

As an American, she could stand by 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 person 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, so 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 force 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 and feel the power of a head-on blow.

The white light on John's wand is gathering momentum, and he stands in the sky.

The Elder Wand in his hand greedily demanded it, 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 ray of white light circled around the island.

Followed by the stirred up dust on the ground and the annihilated and cut corpses.

A tank is aimed at John.

John just glanced and flicked his wand.

The white light is like a cutting laser, instantly separating the tanks that are still powerful under magic attacks.

The terrifying scene even surpassed the wizard just defined by Muggles.

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

Psychic magic is activated.

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 now.