Edward looked at the proposal submitted by the dark wizard Rasmussen with a ridiculous title - "Feasibility Analysis Report 2.3 on the Use of Psychic Magic to Raid the Muggle World".

In this proposal, the main content is to send senior magicians to raid the presidents and prime ministers who are doing a pro-people political show during the parliamentary elections in various European countries to do a short-term mind control.

You know, the heads of state in Europe, that is elected by the citizens of the whole country one vote, on the eve of the election, those presidents, prime ministers, will pretend to hold some kissing and kissing political shows with the people, the security force at that time, for magicians who do not rely on modern gunpowder weapons, is basically equal to zero.

Then, through these controlled heads of state, they will convene a council to corrupt the heads of the entire national government and all departments, and forcibly expose the magical world to the public, and turn it into an established fact.

In this way, even after a few months, those leaders and high-ranking officials broke the magic and woke up because of the large amount of spiritual power of the people, and in the face of the established facts in reality, they had no choice but to obey.

It has to be said that this plan is simple and crude, and it almost perfectly uses the powerful spiritual power of magicians and the information asymmetry of modern social security protection to the wizarding world. It is equivalent to treating those magicians as a group of special forces to carry out a special operation.

If it weren't for Edward's concern that the Infinity Stone, which possessed the ability to control the minds of living beings, brought by Loki when he came to Earth in the future, would bring huge uncertain risks to the most important aspect of mind control of this plan, Edward would really want to carry out this plan according to the "Silver Star Order".

Compared to the "Golden Dawn" progress is relatively slow and takes a certain amount of time, the "Silver Star Order" project takes much less time to complete!

What a pity!

Looking at the two proposals in front of him, which were obviously the elites of the two factions in the wizarding world, exhausted their brains, Edward couldn't help but sigh.

However, Edward's goal has also been achieved, he has his own set of plans, and this time he asked the "Golden Dawn" and the "Silver Star Order" to submit the plans, just to fill in the gaps in his own plans and use them as a reference.

He closed his eyes, tapped lightly on the table with his right hand, and his mind sank into the depths of the sea of knowledge.

"Alice!"

"Here, Father!"

Alice's petite mind projection instantly appeared in the depths of Edward's sea of consciousness, her petite and delicate body, wearing a black female secretary outfit.

"Based on these two plans, let's optimize my plan."

"Follow your orders! Father. ”

Alice's cute little face has a cute little look like I'm serious at work.

The magic intelligence program was indeed not covered, but in a few minutes, a huge stream of information reached Edward Zhihai.

After a closer look, Edward nodded in satisfaction.

"Salazar, Rasmussen."

When Edward opened his eyes, it was time to tell everyone in front of him about the enemies he would have to face in the future.

"In the future, we ・・・・・・"

Edward finally told everyone all his plans here.

After listening to Edward's plan, for a while, the entire executive councilor conference room fell silent.

Everyone frowned and pondered silently.

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In the magical history of the Marvel world, today is sure to be a day that will go down in history.

1,000 years later, the meeting of the Magic Council took place at the beginning of the second millennium of the Marvel World Jesus calendar, and the scenes were reproduced and remade countless times by artists at that time in three-dimensional movies and three-dimensional TV dramas at that time.

The historicity and greatness of this meeting occupy a very important place in the hearts of the future human citizens of the Marvel world.

On this day, on the round table of the Executive Committee in the center of the Magic Council, the original rippling magic ripples have formed a giant magic image of dozens of square meters.

On the screen, thousands of wizarding laws and regulations were passed.

His Excellency Edward Merlin, the President of the Council of Magic, dressed in a magnificent white mage robe, solemnly signed his real name on a volume of purple-gold parchment containing the basic laws of the wizarding world.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Warm applause resounded throughout the main hall of the Magic Council.

The system of the wizarding world has been established, and Edward's plans in the Marvel world have entered the final stage of preparation for war from this moment.

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The passage of time always slips by your eyes inadvertently.

Three years have passed in a flash.

In the sky, the translucent sphere that shone on everything in Edward's private space was already towering over Big Ben in the center of the magical town next to Hallworth College, pointing to the evening hour hand, and the light slowly dimmed.

Edward's private space now refers to more than just Hallworth School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and as the number of spellcasters increases, it gradually has a broader name - Midgard Wizarding World.

And the town next to Hallworth School of Magic and Wizardry, which is thriving and expanding rapidly almost every day, also has an official name - Dalaran.

Today's Dalaran Town, full of lights, next to the central square of the town, there is a small quiet café that seems a little out of place compared with the lively atmosphere around it.

The magic lanterns outside the glass window have begun to light up one after another.

The tall black-haired woman elegantly took a sip of the blackcurrant coffee in front of her, and her eyes looked at the bustling crowd outside with some blank eyes.

"Rowena! Are you okay now? ”

The young man with a parseltongue sat across from the woman and asked gently.

"Salazar, I told you I wouldn't like you or Godric."

Rowena turned his head and looked at Salazar seriously, the thin but contoured face of the man in front of him had a noble aura of a superior that Rowena was somewhat familiar with.

"You and Godric are my most important friends, and I don't want you to ・・・・・・ for me"

Thinking of the almost undisguised strong contradiction between Salazar and Godric in the pursuit of herself at St. Mary's secondary school in Ireland when she had just crossed over, Rowena's soft girl felt a pang of unease in her heart.

"Nope! Rowena, the kind of thing you think doesn't happen, and Godric and I are best friends too. ”

Seeing that the sweetheart in front of him seemed a little uneasy, Salazar hurriedly reassured.

"But that doesn't affect my personal feelings for you!"

Looking at Salazar's affectionate gaze, Rowena's heart was confused.

"Don't say that to me!"

Rowena stood up, she said excitedly. However, when I reacted immediately, my emotions seemed to be too abnormal.

"I'm sorry, Salazar, I'm a little unwell today."

"See you next time."

She hurriedly took the magic wand, although she could now cast spells without a wand, but having a staff in her hand was as accustomed to her as ordinary people carrying watches.

I walked out of the café without looking back. Along the way, countless gray-robed mage apprentices, when they saw the figure of this black-robed formal mage, they all bowed their heads respectfully and stroked their chests.

It seems that the confession of our Parseltongue Salazar classmate has failed once again. (Wow!) Wowhaha! As a single dog, I love writing this kind of plot the most!! ）

"You've failed!"

After Rowena left, the gray-robed mage who sat behind Salazar in the café slowly turned his head.

After a flash of disguise magic, red-haired Godric, full of scholarly bearing, appeared in front of Salazar's eyes.

"Didn't you do the same last week? Godric. ”

While! While! While!

The loud bell of the magic Big Ben in the square outside the window rang loudly, and in an instant, dozens of rainbow magic fireworks, under the magic wands of a dozen gray-robed mage apprentices, resounded with a piercing screech in the still completely darkened sky.

Colorful sparkling lights shine on the coffee table in front of the two, projecting fantastic brilliant colors.

"It's been three years, Salazar, and we're getting closer and closer to the incident that Lord Edward said in his plan."

"When the time comes, there will definitely be a difficult battle waiting for us."

Godric looked at the dazzling flowers in the sky, the bangs on his forehead gently swaying in the specially designed breeze in the Enchanted Cafe.

"Yes!"

Salazar nodded solemnly, his deep gaze looking closely at the red-haired friend in front of him.

"But Godric, you're a little wrong."

There was a hint of hideousness in his eyes.

"That's not a fight."

"It's war!"

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