Chapter 725：

Hannah blushed and said, "Our wedding still needs to be discussed."

Neville looked at Hannah affectionately, and for the first time he reached out actively.

He took Hannah's hand and moved it to his lips.

A gentle kiss.

Hannah, however, seemed to have been burned. She subconsciously pulled out her hand, but was held tightly.

"Wait until I come back, Hannah."

Neville acted very differently today, and Hannah looked at him blankly.

The big boy at Hogwarts has now become a **** and mature man.

Caressing Hannah's cheek and hair, Neville said in a deep voice: "Let's get married on July 30."

"I hope you and I can be together at the most important time."

Hannah put her hand on the back of that person's hand, feeling the warmth, and said softly: "Okay."

Wonderful feelings.

Neville is gone.

Hannah was leaning at the door, waiting for her sweetheart to return, and there was always his reflection in her eyes.

…

The news of the Second King’s disappearance has not yet spread.

Percy suppressed the rumors.

He looked deeply at the two ministers of magic in front of him.

Minister Gresham of Germany and Minister Rolland of France.

The two men were silent in front of Percy.

"You mean, the second king has prepared a war?"

Roland repeated what he had just heard, and he stared at Percy's face, which was as young as the second king.

"With whom?" Roland said, "The saint is dead."

"Do you think our biggest threat is the saints?" Percy raised his eyes, "Tell me, you are not that naive."

"Muggles," Gresham said suddenly, "Saints have never been our greatest danger."

"Our biggest threat is the Muggles."

Minister Roland's eyes widened, his face turned pale, and he quickly said: "What are you talking about?"

"Muggle?"

"No, we will not go to war with them!"

He said repeatedly: "We will not go to war with them. We should not go to war. You also saw the explosion."

"Yes, we all saw it." Percy did not laugh at Charles Roland, he said solemnly, "But they didn't see us."

Equality is the basis for maintaining peace.

What the Muggles saw was the Polish Ministry of Magic destroyed by weapons, and the wizards' individual assassinations and conspiracy.

But, what about strength?

"Is this Lord Wick's plan?" Gresham asked.

Percy nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then I will believe it," Gresham said seriously, "I am willing to do so."

He had already been impressed by the second king. Since the king's order was given, he would just carry it out.

Gresham agreed, and the rest of their eyes looked at Roland.

Caught in the middle, Charles Roland understood that he had no way out.

What a crazy idea to start a war with Muggles.

Are these a group of lunatics or a group of geniuses?

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Chapter 738: The Road to Becoming a King, Preparing for the Decisive Battle

"Is the news true?"

America.

The news obtained from Webb's mouth caused some people in the United States to engage in discussion.

"The news coming from that lunatic's mouth?"

"That's crazy."

"No, if it is true, then we will be far ahead of other countries."

"Remember, the news that Mike brought?"

"Stable, mild, and pollution-free, even nuclear energy cannot achieve this level."

"Those wizards have such resources and are just practicing magic there?"

"Maybe they're not very smart. I mean, you should have seen the people being watched."

These words made everyone fall into deep thought.

Speaking of which, it seems to make some sense.

The abnormal behavior of that group of wizards made them particularly conspicuous among ordinary people.

For example, there was a wizard who went out wearing a bathing suit.

Those abnormal behaviors seem to be reasonable on the wizard.

But this matter cannot be decided on a whim.

​They need to discuss it with the president.

The huge benefits here are even bigger than the oil fields in some places.

Purple gold.

This sentence has been circulating in the ears of various senior executives since Mr. Mike came back.

If it can monopolize it, then the United States, the beacon of the world, will succeed in leaving other countries behind for a hundred years.

Still need an excuse.

Just like that time, washing powder... or some reason.

A lighthouse must be pure and flawless, right?

…

Level 7.

This is a threshold that traps John.

It took him seven years to become one of the most powerful wizards.

But the gray words on the panel seemed to be announcing that John's journey had reached the end.

This year, John is also enriching his knowledge so that he can cross that boundary.

He could feel that his magic power was increasing.

I don’t know how much magic power is enough.

Perhaps a life-and-death battle can make John that unique level 8.

"Merlin."

A mysterious existence appeared in John's mind.

Not only myself, the Big Four and Extis have also seen it before.

Such a concrete existence in various forms is level 8?

No, maybe higher.

Every era has the birth of some geniuses who astonished the wizarding world, such as the Big Four, Grindelwald, and Dumbledore.

The first to create a Horcrux, he was able to use superb time magic to lay out the pyramid after death.

The despicable Haierbo is very powerful, but he is still not level 8.

Not to mention being named together with Merlin.

The magical world is divided into two types of wizards, one is Merlin and the other is other wizards.

No matter how amazing the wizard was, he would still be eclipsed in front of Merlin.

"It's a pity that I can't seem to see Merlin."

Merlin in this world is a mystery, and the only time he saw the dead Merlin was at the Dragon Field.

Even after death, Merlin's soul is still strong and can help John banish the Ice Box.

"I need a battle that is dangerous enough for me to use my full strength."

A life-and-death struggle can stir up emotional waves.

With John's current strength, he could not find a better opponent than Grindelwald.

What's more, this is a battle of life and death.

The two will not hold anything back and engage in a duel with the goal of killing.

In the sky, black and white owls descended.

They fell next to John, Basil burped, and a bolt of lightning flashed from its mouth.

John picked up the basil and opened its feathers to inspect.

"Thunderbird's feathers give you the power to call lightning."

He touched his chin and asked Basil to lift his feet again.

There is no doubt about the steely cold light on the claws that can easily tear apart iron sheets. Even if the fire dragon is caught like this, blood will definitely flow out.

Basil raised his head proudly.

In this battle against Nurmengard, it and Riddle contributed the most.

Stormy weather can cause them to call thunder and lightning from the sky.

Although it cannot be summoned like a thunderbird, it can be guided.

John has been transforming his pets.

Tom's teeth and claws, Basil's feathers, Riddle's eyes.

​However, this method requires a lot of magic power to do.

The difficulty is no less than recreating a Bent-Horned Snorlax.

The remaining magic power of the magic rampage is a transformation of these two owls.

Riddle came in, the cold owl spread its wings.

The black feathers are like black iron, and the edge of each feather is as sharp as a blade.

The thick claws can crush stones very easily.

John also checked it out.

The complex patterns on the feathers will transform into a pattern covering each feather when exposed to energy.

Those are tens of thousands of magic circles, and John also needs to spend a lot of effort to keep them on top.

"But even so, it can't cause much harm to the Phoenix."