Chapter 885: Pierce: I will never allow anyone to do anything wrong in England...

Just as Conor was thinking about it, a feeling of palpitations suddenly came to his mind.

"Have you really seen a genius? Director Conor... Don't use your shallow insights to measure our strength..." Ivan said casually, his eyes turned into orange-yellow vertical pupils, a terrifying dragon Wei gradually permeated this fairly wide classroom.

Conor stared at these eyes, only feeling that he was strangling his throat by the **** of death, his breath was being pulled away a little bit.

In a trance, the figure of Ivan Hals seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and he was as small as an ant in the ground...

"If you have any doubts about my remarks, your Excellency, you can try it yourself..." Ivan stepped forward, and the faint noise of his shoes on the floor was like the sound of a drum stirring Connor. Your tight nerves.

Conor swallowed hard, shuddering all over, and the hand holding the wand was faintly trembling.

Before today, he would never believe that one day he would be pressed by a young wizard with his aura to the point where it would be difficult to move bullets.

The little wizard in front of him even reminded him of the attack on Grindelwald, the Magical Capitol of North America a few days ago. That terrifying man forcibly took away the vice chairman of the Congress in front of all of them. More than sixty guards of the Auror were in charge. In front of the opponent, it was like a chicken dog, easily defeated.

Conor will never forget the gaze Grindelwald looked at himself before he left. It was indifference, like looking at the sight of a wild dog on the side of the road...

In addition to Conor, the three Aurors who followed in were similarly facing enemies, but they were not the target Ivan deliberately targeted, so they still retained a certain amount of action ability under the pressure of aura.

But this was obviously not a good thing. Just after Ivan stepped forward again, one of the Aurors could no longer stand it, and pulled out the wand, and his movement quickly aroused. In a chain reaction, the other two Aurors also subconsciously drew the wands from their waists...

Don't do it... Conor subconsciously wanted to shout, but it was still a step too late. When the pressure reached its extreme, the string called sanity broke almost instantly.

Seeing that Conor didn't give up, Ivan sneered, looked at Pierce and spoke. "Minister Pierce, does the International Wizarding Federation have the right to attack the people in England?"

"Of course not!" The sculptural Pierce came alive in an instant, assuming a righteous gesture. "I will never allow anyone to do anything wrong in the British magic world! Even if he is the executive director of the International Wizarding Federation!"

"Director Conor, please also invite you and several of your men to the Ministry of Magic for review... wantonly attacking an underage wizard, and used a deadly blasting curse in the battle... This is a felony! "Pierce said very seriously.

He clapped his hands, and a few seconds later, Dawlish rushed in from the door with more than a dozen strikers, and surrounded the group of people from the Wizarding Association.

Shouldn't we be in the same group? Conor's face was dumbfounded. Before he could figure out the situation, the striker who rushed in took his wand and fell to the ground.

Conor almost doubted whether the little wizard in front of him was Pierce's illegitimate child so that the Minister of Magic, at the expense of North America and the Wizarding Federation, had to reverse black and white...

He tried hard to resist, but he couldn't escape the restraint of Dawlish and others. Thinking of Pierce's indifference and ruthlessness, Conor's heart suddenly sank. If he were taken away like this, his fate would never be better...

Even if the North American side can fish him out, the delay these few days will be enough to make myself suffer.

Thinking of this, Conor hurriedly said. "Wait, Mr. Hals, this is probably a...misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?" Ivan waved his hand and motioned to Dlex to wait a while, and asked curiously.

"You said before that if you have doubts about your rhetoric, you can experiment with it yourself... So several of my subordinates just wanted to personally verify your strength before they suddenly started their hands..." Conor was very satisfied. An aggrieved utterance explained.

"It turned out to be like this..." Ivan suddenly realized that he seemed to remember that he had said this before. He looked at Conor and reminded him earnestly. "But next time you must remember that you need to show duel etiquette before conducting friendly discussions... Not everyone is as reasonable as I am!"