I wield a sword at Hogwarts

But this feeling is like breathing, you can feel it but not touch it.

John walked out the door and turned around to see Merlin waving goodbye to him in the mirror.

I think I can only come back later to continue studying.

That mirror has a long history. Which came first, the room or Merlin?

John rubbed his chin and thought, thinking that he knew enough about this magical world.

How many secrets like Merlin's are still waiting to be revealed?

The adventurous spirit of Gryffindor hidden deep in his heart made John full of challenges.

Of course, that's for later.

Now...

[Ding, trigger the challenge mission and create a magical kingdom. Mission reward: magic blood +1, any point +5, blessing: Witch King]

This is definitely the most generous reward John can get.

Magic blood, any point, and blessing are available.

John's heart was moved, not to mention that this was what he wanted to do in the first place.

"A very interesting challenge." John said with a smile.

The Witch King?

This name sounds more pleasant than the second king.

The wizarding world needs a Witch King.

He walked out of the Department of Mysteries.

The black corridor became his passage to the throne.

Entering the elevator inside the golden gate, he slowly ascended.

…

The International Confederation of Wizards Chambers at the Ministry of Magic.

Representatives from various countries have gathered.

They were waiting for the greatest wizard to come and announce the news.

Rita Skeeter, who had not conducted interviews for a long time, took a deep breath to calm herself excitedly with the camera showing the latest research from the Alchemy Department.

Lockhart was posing, looking at the gold-rimmed mirror in his hand, and felt that the handsome face in it was indeed the most handsome among all wizards.

Percy glanced at his pocket watch, Penello acting as record-keeper.

This is a great honor, and all wizards present will be recorded.

Even Percy, the Minister of Magic, couldn't help but do some selfish things.

Let your girlfriend be a part of it.

The lift door opens.

Brown walls, yellow carpet.

John walked inside.

The place was quiet, but he could confirm that someone was waiting for him inside.

At the end of the corridor, Heinrich was waiting.

He wore a gorgeous wizard robe that was so heavy that he had to straighten his back. The star emblem on his chest was obvious, and there were patterns inlaid with gold and gems on his shoulders.

"Kim's masterpiece?" John asked amusedly.

Heinrich said in a deep voice: "He thinks that the most gorgeous clothes should be used."

"Well, this is more suitable, isn't it?" John walked over, reached out and patted the heavy shoulder.

The two of them walked in together.

Eyes focused on him.

No one is confused by Edgar's presence.

That's the king's deputy.

The family that once looked down upon Edgar now laments him.

Heinrich stood behind John on the left side. He was like a shadow, always chasing the back and the light.

"Are you ready, Rita?"

The council chambers were cleared of their contents.

Rita's hands were shaking with excitement, and her glasses slipped down the bridge of her nose several times.

"Then let's get started."

As the magic power machine was turned on, Rita held up the wand in one hand and the machine in the other.

The signal here leads to the big ball of the Alchemy Department, and the big ball then spreads out.

All places around the world where magic TVs are popular are changing the channel.

Every time something like this happens, it means something big.

Mrs. Weasley, who was listening to the gossip in the Weasley family, immediately put down the unwashed dishes, wiped her hands on her apron and came to the TV.

Sirius, who was watching the sports channel, didn't complain and shouted loudly for Lupine to come over.

Lupine and Tonks came to visit, and they brought a baby with them.

Named Edward Remus Lupine.

It's also the couple's first child.

They stayed in front of the TV and looked at the screen.

The wizards walking in Diagon Alley stopped and looked up at the large TV with Weasley's Wizard Wheezes that had stopped playing commercials.

Some people are afraid of hearing bad news again.

Worry spread among the crowd.

George held the hand of a girl in the store. They intertwined their fingers and stared at the person on the TV.

Fred put his arm around Angelina's shoulders. The witch was obviously very heroic on the court, but now she didn't put up any resistance.

"It's going to be okay, we're going to be better," Fred whispered in his wife's ear.

The wizarding world seemed to have been pressed on pause. They were waiting for some shocking news to appear on the TV with all the big shots present.

After John confirmed that it was turned on, he looked ahead.

His voice came out without reservation.

"We've been through a lot this year."

"The huge crises that threaten the survival of wizards make us more united."

His face was calm, but his eyes were firm.

"We also clearly see the shortcomings of the existing system. The scattered gathering places prevent us from uniting forces as quickly as Muggles."

"We need change."

"Wizards are a collective and we are deeply connected to the magical world."

"We have different skin colors and were born in different countries, but we only have one identity, wizards."

"We are brothers and sisters with magic blood flowing through them."

"In this new era, we need to be closer."

In the picture, the breathing of the big men became more rapid.

Fred noticed that the French Minister of Magic's hands were shaking like a sieve.

John paused, and then continued: "According to the International Confederation of Wizards' vote, all the Ministry of Magic in the wizarding world voted unanimously."

"The President of the International Confederation of Wizards, John Wick, hereby announces the establishment of a magical nation."

"In the future, the world's wizard gathering place will be moved to the wizard city where wizards can live upright and brightly."

The Magic Kingdom is officially established!

【Ding……】

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Chapter 768 The non-stop malice from Muggles

[Ding, the mission is completed, you get magic blood +1, any point +5, and blessing: Witch King]

[Witch King: The highest honor of a wizard, on the throne, spreading the kindness and blessings of the Witch King]

mission completed.

John's lips curved into a smile.

As news of the founding of the magical world spreads.

The entire world of wizards was in a state of uproar.

Although he had been prepared, Fred still held his breath when the news came out of the king's mouth.

"Fred, breathe, Fred!"

Angelina noticed something strange about her husband and hurriedly reminded him.

Fred breathed heavily, and he and George smiled at each other.

This world will eventually continue to move forward under the glory of the King.

The wizarding world will eventually become loyal believers in John Wick.

The city of wizards.

A place I don’t know where.

It was a wizard's utopia, where you no longer had to worry about being seen by Muggles when using magic, and you didn't have to worry about hitting a plane during a Quidditch match.

Only wizards can enter.

Those who are reluctant to leave their homeland can settle in other countries after applying for a visa in the Wizarding City.

The wizard's migration is scheduled for October.

That was the day when the country of wizards officially emerged.

…

America.

The minister was acting coyly, listening to the eulogy for their soldiers who died in the shipwreck.

He wore sunglasses and was surrounded by black bear-like bodyguards holding umbrellas for him.

As he listened to the eulogies, his mind wandered to the idea that he could spend the evening with a few supermodels.

He lowered his head as if in mourning.

But he was thinking about those time magazine cover girls, that Playboy always competing with him, it was really annoying.

"Minister." Someone walked beside him and whispered softly.

The minister, who was originally thinking about the supermodel, restrained his sadness, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After the mourning session, the minister strode toward one of his properties.

As a politician, not having some invisible property is an insult to one's status.

He walked in, and in front of the huge fish tank that occupied the entire wall, the British gentleman admired the small whale that was said to be the culprit that the fleet was trying to avoid.

"Wow, look, who is this?"