Chapter 734：

He was sure that once he turned his head, he would definitely meet those eyes full of murderous intent.

So he held on until the ending theme of that movie appeared.

Just when Watson was almost unable to hold on anymore, the roar of the engine outside appeared, making him relieved.

There was a rapid knock on the door, and Watson jumped up from the sofa.

Then he showed off his acting skills and made his expression look very serious.

Even Mrs. Wick was fooled. He ran to the door and opened it.

The moment that face appeared, he subconsciously punched it.

…

"Why did you hit me?" The agent drove in front with a resentful look on his face.

Watson coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment.

Although the other party rescued him from the death stare, he could distinguish between public and private affairs, and he would not forget that this agent once shot at his sofa.

"Mycroft is looking for me?" Watson recovered from the embarrassment.

Previously, in order to get rid of the possibility of being suppressed by Mrs. Wick as soon as possible, I didn't listen to what the agent said.

Now that he came back to his senses, he looked strange.

"I have agreed beforehand that I will not eat with men."

Watson looked alert, which made the agent driving the car particularly uncomfortable.

If this man hadn't kept a dragon at home, he would have been deceived by his harmless appearance.

The agent had no choice but to say: "There is something important and I need you to go there."

Mycroft can even say that it is an important matter. Could it be that something is going to happen to Britain?

Watson is thinking.

The car has changed color unconsciously, and the picture on the glass has also turned black.

Seven places.

Watson opened the door and came out. He could feel that the atmosphere here had become serious.

"Watson!" Mycroft saw him and approached quickly, his tone stern, "What on earth is your son doing?"

"my son?"

"Stop pretending!"

Now Mycroft was not in the mood to play riddles with Watson. He stared at Watson and said seriously: "An American submarine has disappeared and claimed to have been attacked by a mysterious force."

Watson had a question mark on his face, "What does that have to do with my son?"

"Your son, John Wick," Mycroft glanced outside and lowered his voice and said, "He is the person in charge of the wizarding world. This incident is considered a provocation by wizards against us."

"They asked for renegotiation, but the group of wizards didn't show up at all. Do you know what this means?"

Mycroft said solemnly: "The war is approaching."

"Your son and those wizards, if they can't show enough sincerity, will cause a war."

Watson also understood the seriousness, and he said solemnly: "Is there any visual evidence that can prove that they did it?"

"No, and there is no need to," Mycroft said, "They just need an excuse."

"Then why are you so interested?" Watson looked strange.

Mycroft is not the type to worry about wizards.

Mycroft couldn't tell for a moment whether Watson really didn't know or was just pretending to be with him. He took a deep breath and said, "Your son, they have at least five nuclear bombs, and one of them was found in London."

He looked at Watson and said with a headache: "This will plunge the world into chaos."

Watson needs to digest this information.

"You mean, my son has five nuclear bombs in his hand?"

"At least five." Mycroft said. "There is still some doubt as to how many the United States has lost."

After digesting the information, Watson didn't know what to say.

He was even a little desperate.

When will the position of the younger brother in this family change?

"I can't contact your son," Mycroft said deeply, "but if he wants to maintain peace, the best way is to negotiate with the United States."

If it weren't for the possibility of spreading to the UK, Mycroft really didn't want to wade into this muddy water.

The situation is very critical now.

The United States has sent a signal to other countries.

If the wizard refuses to negotiate with him, this is a very dangerous sign.

If a war breaks out, Mycroft's plan will have to be advanced.

At this point in time when wizards' abilities are not yet fully understood, the information gap will make them passive.

Now we can only hope that Watson, the underground president, can contact Wick, who can represent the magical world.

Urgent situation.

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"Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity and rebel against him?"

The magical world.

Some goblins were about to make a move. When Griphook heard the news, he was so frightened that he hurriedly found the goblins.

The greedy goblins originally had a good status in the magical world, but now they are assigned to work in factories to mint coins.

They are goblins, and what they believe in is that the creator is the owner of the item.

He even asked Gryffindor for a sword.

The only one who can compare with them is Xiu Xiu.

Gringotts was once responsible for the exchange of Muggle currency and wizard currency.

Most of the Muggle currency was taken away, but occasionally they would use Muggle currency to conduct transactions with Muggles.

So they got some news, such as the king's arrogant behavior that angered some people.

Although they also looked down on Muggles, they greedily felt that they could turn the goblins into masters.

The undercover agents placed by Griphook around the workers told him the news.

So Griphook is ready to have a heart-to-heart talk with the goblins who have such thoughts.

The goblins were very unwelcome to his arrival. They were unwilling to admit their weakness, so they would put all the blame on Griphook.

And Griphook smiled at them.

The undercover agent walked out of the room.

He was also the only one to leave the room.

Griphook gasped and murmured to himself with red eyes: "They will drag the goblins into hell. I can't let them do this."

The fear of that king penetrated deeply into his body.

No one was more afraid of the young king than he was.

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Chapter 746: Muggles and the Crisis in the Magical World

International Confederation of Wizards.

John is not here, and neither is Percy.

"Let's negotiate with him as soon as possible." Bulgaria's Minister of Magic roared.

What do the people of the Magical Congress of America do for food, to delay such an important matter?

From the assassination incident to the present, the wizarding world has never given a satisfactory explanation for the incident in America.

But the Magical Congress of America also has its difficulties.

Doesn’t he want to say it?

He can't say it!

The second king...oh no, it was the king who gave the order.

He delayed the matter.

But now, something more serious has happened, making people unable to sit still.

Not only the Magical Congress of America, but also the wizarding world has reached a moment of crisis.

The senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, who have seen the power of Muggles, are full of fear of the ability to destroy the world.

None of them want to make enemies of Muggles.

Except for a few.

"We don't need to give an explanation." German Minister of Magic Gresham said solemnly, "On the contrary, they need to give us an explanation."

"Are you crazy?" The Bulgarian Minister of Magic stared wide-eyed.

"You forgot those weapons?" he roared. "In Bhutan, how many wizards died there, and in Poland, an entire wizard colony was destroyed, and no one was left alive."

He questioned Gresham loudly, as if this would make him more confident.

Another voice sounded, it was Charles Roland. The Bulgarian Minister of Magic thought that this mediocre minister who could only do ballroom dancing and get married would support him.

The result was surprising. Minister Roland agreed with Gresham's idea, "We should not show weakness to Muggles easily."

Minister Roland looked around at everyone and said, "That will make them feel that wizards are at the mercy of others."

"A single threat will make us compromise?"

"I'm sorry, what we will encounter will be countless compromises and threats."

"What we have to do is let them know that wizards are not so easy to bully."

He is so tough that one would call him hell. Is this the French Minister of Magic who wants to marry his son to Delacour?

Besides him, there are others who agree.

Oz Hilde, who attended in place of Percy, said: "I agree with this idea. Muggles must be allowed to see the power of wizards. Compromise cannot buy respect."

"You are all crazy," the Bulgarian Minister of Magic shouted out of control, "You are making a joke out of the entire magical world!"

"Then why aren't they like this?"

The old and old voice sounded, and everyone looked around.

Cecilia.

The old man who has gone to the mysterious place of the Magic Association.

He actually appeared here.

This treasure of the magical world spoke now.

"We must change these cowardices," his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he could not tell that he was older than everyone present. "If the Muggles want to go to war, we must be prepared to fight."

"Even you?" The Bulgarian Minister of Magic was a little desperate.

Sometimes, he really wanted to take the Ministry of Magic and leave this place.

But what happened in the Neon Ministry of Magic told him that if he couldn't keep his front foot out, he would end up like the Neon Minister of Magic.

Believers belonging to that king have already spread all over the world.

They just don’t have a chance. If they could, those people would be Wang’s craziest vanguard.

The youngest member of the Ministry of Magic present, the representative of the Neon Ministry of Magic spoke.