I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Even though this man had changed his clothes, Watson still recognized Snape as someone who had been caught before.

He didn't understand when the professor at Hogwarts became an occultist, and Snape also saw Watson's clear and stupid expression.

"Hello, Mr. Wick," drawled Snape, a veteran undercover professional with no flaws at all.

The two shook hands.

"Okay, I think we should change places." Mycroft's eyes flashed with a look of control.

He led the two of them to their destination.

Bodies and numerous items recovered from the Birmingham factory explosion.

On the way, Mycroft talked with Watson, it seemed like an exchange between ordinary friends.

"Watson, did you enjoy the journey?"

"I didn't want to be happy. Those guys knocked on my door so violently and there were three people in the car staring at me. I almost thought I was a prisoner."

"As is their wont, your request must remain secret."

When talking about this, Mycroft deliberately led Watson to speak out in order to test how much Watson knew.

"I heard that MI6 has been doing a lot of things outside recently," Watson said without warning, "Poland is also very lively."

"Yes, it's really lively." Mycroft took out his permission card and opened a door that could withstand the impact of tanks, and said, "Some guys who are hiding in the crowd but are not known to others have exposed their secrets. You may be right That name is not unfamiliar.”

"Beep——"

The last door opened, and Mycroft said calmly: "Wizard."

Hearing this, Watson looked towards the open door.

Over there, a corpse was on the pure white stage, his abdomen hollowed out.

"These people seem to be no different from ordinary people, but they possess strange magic."

This meal scene did not affect the three people present.

"The structure is the same as that of humans, the only thing extra is the magic." Mycroft walked inside and looked at the corpse and said, "But in some aspects they have strange characteristics."

"Their physical structure is the same. For example, their bodies are like the bodies of athletes, and their quality is better than that of ordinary people."

"Human beings are the same?" Watson walked over with a strange look on his face, "You mean, they are not human beings?"

"We can't confirm it yet." Mycroft nodded and pointed to the golden mark placed on the table.

"There should be hostility among wizards. They kill each other. This is a sign of one of them."

Snape's pupils narrowed when he saw the symbol.

Watson didn't know much about the saints, and he was still struggling with the fact that wizards were not human.

"Wizards are human beings, aren't they?" Watson explained. "I mean, in the story, those wizards are human beings."

"They have powers that humans don't have, Watson." Mycroft said noncommittally, "The witches who were executed in the Salem Witch Trials, the witch hunts in the Middle Ages."

"Wizards and humans are not necessarily hostile." Watson denied. "You also said that there are good people and bad people among them."

"I just said that they have factional conflicts." Mycroft turned to look at Watson and said seriously, "These guys are unknown to us."

Watson didn't answer him.

"Okay, besides these, there is more." Mycroft led the two of them out of the room.

The wizard's body was dissected like an experiment.

"You should understand that I am showing you this not just because of the help you gave me, Watson."

Mycroft walked in front and said: "Wizards, a group of mysterious guys, the most likely place they hide is in places that are not visible to the light."

"And you, Watson Wake, you are the leader of those places, and you need to understand the dangers of those guys."

Snape listened to his words with a strange expression.

Are you asking his father, the second king of the wizarding world, to deal with wizards?

That wonderful feeling is like you are asking the Supreme Emperor to rebel.

Simply unbelievable.

The rooms where wizards are imprisoned are all pure white rooms like cabins.

Watson looked at the imprisoned man and felt awkward in his heart.

"Those wizards are hidden in our world. They are mysterious and come and go without a trace." A glint flashed in Mycroft's eyes. "Maybe some of them are not interested in invading our world."

"But by not showing goodwill to us, they are promoting the progress of becoming enemies."

“Their struggle ripples out into our world, which must make us fight back.”

Mycroft seemed to be saying it to Watson, but also to Snape.

"The world is starting to take notice of those people, and we need to know more before we can make a judgment."

"The unknown is natural hostility. In the forest, when a hunter sees the trembling jungle, his first choice is to set up his gun, instead of guessing whether the other person is the same as him."

"not to mention……"

Mycroft turned around slowly, his voice calm but threatening.

"The scary ones in the forest are often hunters with guns just like me."

Snape looked solemn, saying this to himself and all wizards.

Mycroft asked Konrad to get up as if nothing was wrong.

He showed Watson the magic and also warned him that he needed to manage those shady places.

This demonstration is not only a warning to the underground president, but also an ultimatum to those wizards who have sneaked into the human world.

Human beings will not have enough patience to explore unknown threats. In the face of threats, the best way is to destroy.

Snape took the wood chips away to study.

Watson was also sent away.

Mycroft looked at the golden mark alone. He needed a wizard who could work for him.

At the same time, an information channel needs to be established.

Yes, he suspected Alec Hopkins.

Don't doubt human intelligence, they can always find loopholes where you don't notice.

This is why John is unwilling to use the Forgetting Curse to solve the problem.

This is a relationship between use and exploitation.

Snape can get the answers he wants through Mycroft, figure out attitudes, and find Grindelwald's allies.

Mycroft also needs Snape to popularize science knowledge for him and to attract more wizards.

A win-win situation, in that tacit understanding.

…

Chapter 708 The saint’s crazy attack shows goodwill

"There is no shortage of smart people in the world who can see through the loopholes that are not so clever."

A fire ignited in John's hand, setting the letters on fire.

Grindelwald's henchmen were discovered in the Muggle world and captured.

This doesn't seem to be a bad thing for John.

"Good wizards and bad wizards."

John pondered, fighting with Muggles, this was not what John wanted to see.

As Mycroft said, he needs to let them see kindness.

And where does goodwill come from?

From the Bad Wizard.

“We are not destroying, we are protecting.”

John narrowed his eyes, but protection is often the hardest one.

The Saints' attack on a Muggle factory caused concern to the Muggle government.

The place where kindness can be expressed most directly.

Just to stop the Saints from doing other crazy things.

And all this means that there may be sacrifices of wizards.

"A few or many?" This is not a simple math problem, John's fingers rubbed on the ring.

He needed to know more.

There was something on his desk, a Deathly Hallows symbol obtained from an Auror mission.

Grasping this symbol, his eyes turned gray, and today's "Daily Prophet" began to change in front of him.

"Crazy Wizard, Attacked in Many Places in the Muggle World"

John flipped through the newspaper and saw more news.

The Deathly Hallows symbol was getting hotter and hotter. The more he read it in his palm, the symbol finally couldn't withstand the high temperature and melted.

The gray disappeared, and John's expression remained unchanged.

In his palm, a pool of golden liquid rolled.

It dripped onto the table and instantly ignited a flame.

But his hand was not hurt at all.

"Next, there will be a big battle."

…

Harry was awarded an award by the Ministry of Magic for his outstanding performance in the mission.

The award presenter was Percy.

Both sides felt a little weird about this.

Although Percy is still the temporary Minister of Magic, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this temporary title will be removed in half a year at most.

"You saved the Auror, Harry." Percy put the medal of courage on Harry's head and said with a complex expression, "You will be an outstanding Auror in the future."

"Thank you, Percy."

Harry shook hands with him, and both parties were relieved of some of the previous conflicts.

After the awards were over, Harry met Mr. Weasley and Hermione when he went out.

Mr. Weasley was very happy, he already regarded Harry as his own child.

"That's great, Harry." Hermione said happily, "Now you have fully integrated into the Auror office."

Mr. Weasley also said: "You know, people on the front line have some weird tempers, but they are not too bad to those who can save them."

Genuinely pleased, Mr. Weasley proposed a celebration.

He thought Mrs. Weasley and the others would welcome Harry's arrival.

"Thank you, Mr. Weasley," Harry said a little strangely, "Ron said he won't open a shop?"

Mr. Weasley nodded and said, "He said he was going to attend the next Auror training course."

He glanced at Hermione covertly, and it was obvious that he knew what his son was thinking.

"That's great." Harry was happy for his good friend's decision so that they could fight together again.

Only Hermione was a little worried. After all, Ron was not Harry, and he might not be able to adapt to some things about Aurors.

The three were in different offices, but Mr. Weasley and Harry were on the same floor.

As soon as the two people came out of the elevator, they noticed that the Auror office was extremely lively.