This is very intriguing.

There is someone behind Hopkins, and is the underground president also an ally of that person?

And what is that person worrying about? He has not yet met him.

According to the information provided by the Prime Minister, every Prime Minister will meet with a wizard named the Minister of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic should be an organization similar to the government, which shows that the magical world is not as disorderly and free as in fairy tales.

​They also need to be restrained.

And the party being restrained is most likely the group of people who are fighting to the death to defend it.

Whether Hopkins is from the Ministry of Magic is a question that needs to wait to be determined.

The Prime Minister has not been contacted yet. In the past, the Ministry of Magic has asked the Prime Minister to issue an explanation for a certain phenomenon.

The wizarding world does not want to be seen by ordinary people, so the group of bombing terrorists are not from the Ministry of Magic.

Hopkins needs some power, and whether he represents the people behind it, he also needs to use the government to investigate some things.

"Let me see what conclusion you can give me, Hopkins." Mycroft just used Hopkins to find out those wizards who may be mixed with the government.



Snape now needs to travel between Hogwarts and the Muggle world.

Although he was busy, he was not impatient at all.

He returned to Spider End Alley.

The place where he once lived as a child and where he lives now.

His childhood was not happy, or in other words, his childhood could be described as miserable.

If it hadn't been for that girl who shone a ray of light in his dark childhood, I'm afraid he would have been Voldemort's staunchest supporter.

Compared with his complicated feelings for John Wick, his feelings for that girl were extremely pure.

That was the love that started in childhood, and ended with lifelong regret after the unscrupulous words.

He once thought about returning to that time and to that girl.

It's a pity that he can't do it.

What is missed is ultimately missed.

Magic is another name for miracle, but it cannot bring back the girl who once occupied his eyes.

One mistake, and he spent his whole life trying to make up for it.

Even willing to give his life for those similar eyes.

His whole life was in darkness, but that light warmed him.

Snape was in the room, looking at the lonely house.

Darkness is always the main color here.

Just like his life.

The half-blood prince could have cursed the world without any worries in the darkness, but because of the warm time, he was caught in the middle and could not completely fall.



Chapter 716 Flowers bloom on the blood mud

A rare visitor came to Silverhand Manor.

The head of Greengrass, Mr. Greengrass.

This handsome business-minded man rarely comes to Silverhand Manor.

Basically, if it wasn't for a banquet or something, Mr. Greengrass wouldn't have come.

what is the reason?

This can be seen in the complicated and admiring look in his eyes every time he sees John.

The reason for his admiration is simple.

The second king is never among the weak.

This young man has single-handedly established the second dynasty, making people willing to move forward behind him.

But whenever Mr. Greengrass thinks of his daughter who often rolls around on the bed and makes strange laughter, he is still very complicated.

This time he came not for his daughter.

But because of the black owl that appeared at home yesterday.

"This place makes people feel lonely."

When he was not at the banquet, the cold and lonely atmosphere of Silverhand Manor was the main color, lingering on Mr. Greengrass.

He had seen the lights here brightly lit, with dignitaries and outstanding wizards from all walks of life exchanging cups and cups here. The second king told his heroic words and made countless people surrender at his feet.

He had also seen the high-spirited second king, who dealt with the traitors in an understatement. His powerful power was fascinating.

But now, he looked at the king in the huge empty hall with no one around him.

A sense of distance spans between the two.

This made him feel a little dazed. There seemed to be no other people around the second king.

Mr. Greengrass said solemnly: "Sir Wick."

"I hope you received my letter, Mr. Greengrass."

John smiled and said: "I hope you can get that thing done."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mr. Greengrass hesitated, "Prepare for war."

Yes, prepare for a war.

John is going to do something big.

He wanted to use Greengrass's cargo fleet to build himself an army that could take Muggle maritime forces by surprise.

This idea has never occurred in the magical world.

"We cannot avoid war," John said lightly, stroking the ring, "The weak will be destroyed."

"A war can only show our sufficient strength that we can be qualified to negotiate."

John said calmly: "In the history of Muggles, peace is always carried out under the protection of strength."

"Even if we express good intentions, others will still covet us."

After Mr. Greengrass heard this, he said solemnly: "Is this war inevitable?"

What responded to him was John's undeniable voice.

"Muggles are greedier than you think."

There is no shame in greed.

Energy.

Gold, magic crystal.

Rare magical animals, unique magic materials, special medical conditions.

​This is enough.

As we all know, mold will grow wherever there is oil.

They wage war over these resources.

The magical world is very suitable for their war conditions.

An excuse to start a war?

No, these were never issues.

As long as he is interested in your resources, a bag of washing powder can also become what they call an extremely dangerous biological weapon.

John needs to be prepared for everything.

When all this comes, the fist will use an unrivaled attitude to make those greedy mouths hurt.

Show enough strength, and the whole world will talk to you well.

The Greengrass family has a fleet of soul lanterns, and John wants to use them as a weapon.

Compared with Muggle weapons, wizards also need to show the power of magic.

Mr. Greengrass felt a little heavy.

As a businessman, he understands the greed of the rich better.

Perhaps ordinary people will imagine future happiness after having three meals a day, while rich people will never-endingly make themselves richer after becoming rich.

This is true for the rich, and even more so for those countries.

Bullying countries that are weaker than them will not make them worry.

So Mr. Greengrass understood that what he needed to do was to obey the second king's order.

He needs to secretly form an army belonging to the magical world.

"I understand, Lord Wick."

Mr. Greengrass nodded, he needed some support.

​And these supports, John can give him.

After discussing some specific matters, Mr. Greengrass left.

Before leaving, he looked at John again.

"You will be very tired, Daphne." Thinking of his daughter's thoughts, Mr. Greengrass couldn't help but sigh.

The Second King is burdened with too much.

That's the whole world.

Just being close to him would make people suffocate, let alone standing next to him?

Mr. Greengrass was troubled by his daughter's choice.

Such a choice to start in hell.

Especially when another guy with platinum blond hair popped into his mind, and that face that attracted infinite hatred.

The veins on his forehead throbbed, and his fists became stiff unconsciously.

He felt that he needed to go home and find his wife to comfort her.

Otherwise, he was afraid that his heart would not be able to bear the fact that his youngest daughter would be with that guy after graduation.

The Greengrass family's carriage left Silverhand Manor.

After Mr. Greengrass left, John took out the "Book of Darkness" and read it.

"I need some magic that is powerful and covers a wide area."

There was a faint light in his eyes.

Flowers bloom on fertile soil, and fertile soil is made of flesh and blood.

War will kill wizards, but that is a necessary sacrifice.

Without those flesh and blood, flowers cannot bloom.

The future of the magical world will not appear.

"We want to occupy the position of justice, you are right, Professor Snape." John looked back and Snape came out.

He heard it.

About the war being planned, a war that might kill wizards.

"John Wick." Snape looked complicated.