John's face turned pale.

Psychic magic had not been able to control the screening target properly, and he had just forcibly found that voice among millions of people in London.

Millions of noisy sounds are enough to blow a person's brain open in an instant.

In other words, anyone would have to die on the spot after this trick.

John had been on the tower for half an hour, and his face was finally a little bloody.

He needed to get to the wizard's place as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, John took a step forward, and his body fell rapidly.

...

Muggle society has been dug up and fermented over time.

Although the government came forward to refute the rumors, it made it impossible for the frightened people to calm down.

In a tense society, it seems that even walking is a little more cautious.

Some people who dress up weirdly can easily get the attention of others.

There are also some people who are optimistic, and they always think that those terrible things have nothing to do with them.

But alas, horrors are approaching the city.

Garland El Neill appears at the subway station.

The speeding subway didn't spot the wizard at all.

A batch of weapons large enough to destroy half the city was placed underground in London.

Garland didn't leave, he sat there, enjoying the last few days.

"You should know that we are just being used." Garland's side.

The wizard who once took weapons with him at the defense base was there.

"Yes, I know, Webb."

Webb was the wizard's name.

It's also the face that John once changed.

Garland said, "We've never been there for him, have we? ”

Webb said in a deep voice, "We are in the service of magic. ”

not

How can the magic world of the fall not make people feel heartache.

Garland graduated from Durmstrang, he grew up listening to Grindelwald legends, but he admired another man.

Like him was Webb Dylan, a former student at Beauxbatons.

Their relationship with Grindelwald was complicated.

They may not be saints, but they share Grindelwald's goal of making magic great again.

It is a difficult goal, and it is impossible to accomplish it on their own.

So when Grindelwald brought that 'power first' voice, it became their common pursuit to make magic great again.

"A few sacrifices are nothing, and our magic needs a crisis enough to make their rotten hearts beat again."

This is what Grindelwald has with what they call the plan.

"We're all the same," Garland said, "whether it's me, or you, or Inge. ”

Yes, Inge.

The Minister of Magic.

They all feel helpless about the decaying society, and even the Minister of Magic of a country has no possibility of changing.

So an extreme path became the only choice.

"The law of the jungle," Garand said, his left ear sliced open, "I don't resent those who attack us, because they are the future of the wizarding world." ”

Webb was silent.

"Aren't you afraid he'll lie to us?"

"Liar?" Garland smiled silently, "The wizarding world is getting better, isn't it?" ”

It's irrefutable.

After the new leader came to power, everything was getting better.

"Hopefully we won't make the wrong choice." Webb was speechless, and he chose to get out of here.

His death is not here,

Rather, in another place.

This is the last time for Garand.

When it was past midnight, everyone was asleep.

This is from Garland Mercy.

For them, death is just a way to fulfill their dreams.

Webb left, and Garland looked at the subway passing by again.

Muggles of all kinds in the subway, some are extremely drunk, and some enjoy this rare leisure after work.

Little did they know that death was just above their heads.

The subway is suspended.

That means Garand doesn't have much time either.

He glanced at the weapon that was entering the countdown, without too much sadness or fear.

The subway station walked into a person.

He stepped onto the railroad tracks and walked forward.

Garland smiled when he saw the comer.

"I used to think about such a picture," Garland grinned, "the famous second king." ”

John looked at the man in front of him.

The owner of this face, melted the walls of the defense base.

They also stole a large number of weapons belonging to Muggles.

Muggle weapons can't be kept in the wizarding world for long, so they can only be placed in Muggle worlds.

John drew his wand and struck the wall.

The Super Sense Spell is activated.

In the tunnels of a whole subway, at intervals, a weapon is placed there.

It's not something that can be done in a day.

The raids were carried out here and there during this time to attract the attention of the Aurors so that they could accomplish these things.

The man in front of him was not as crazy as the other saints, and instead of making a move at once, John asked, "Why do you want to do this?" ”

"If you're doing it for the wizarding world, then you should know that such an act will only speed up the death of the wizarding world."

One by one, the saints are building new

The slogan of the wizarding world, but doing the most world-destroying thing.

Garland smiled and said, "The second king asked me?" ”

"I'm not sure," he smiled, with no madness in his eyes, "but Grindelwald told me that by doing so, I would be able to make magic great again." ”

"You believe a word you just say?" John said lightly, "What is Grindelwald's charm? ”

"He just told me how cruel the world is," Garland said, shaking his head, "and that we may seem stupid to you." ”

"But the world is really changing."

Garland smiled wickedly, "Every obstacle you get in the way is gone under the attack of the saints, isn't it?" ”

"That's right." Surprisingly, John nodded in agreement.

"Make magic great again," John said, glancing at Garand, "so you either destroy the world, or make it impossible to destroy it." ”

"Am I right?"

Garland was stunned for a moment and said with emotion: "You are right. ”

"So I'm going to make a move on you," Garand drew his wand and smiled, "after all, you have to be strong enough to survive." ”

"Power is supreme, I don't think you're a stranger to this."

He raised his wand and said to John, "Draw your wand, Second King, and I can tell you that behind me, there is a weapon large enough to destroy half a Muggle city." ”

"And the only way you can stop them is for me to die."

John narrowed his eyes as he looked at the person in front of him who didn't plan to flee.

Garand said, "Show me your strength, Second King!" ”

His wand waved.

flame

Condensed into a crimson tiger.

John calmly raised his wand.

The next second.

The white light turned into a lightning spear, crossing the distance between the two.

Garland snapped and shot the same white light from his wand and collided with it.

The two sides were at a stalemate for less than three seconds before John's crushing spell pierced through Garand's wand.

The large hole in the bowl is in the chest, and the wound is like an hourglass, constantly turning into particles and scattering.

Garland fell to his knees, looking at his wounds.

He looked up at John again.

John walked up to the kneeling man, his expression blank.

This powerful power made Garland smile.

"You are indeed very strong, Second King." He looked at John and slowly put his hand to his heart.

At the moment of contact, John's hand was already on his head.

Psychic magic activated, and the memories buried in the head were dug up.

Before his life came to an end, everything about him had been known to John.

Garand's body loses all life.

The body of death fell, like weathered paper, shattered into countless powders and dissipated.

John glanced at the weapons activated.

He muttered, "Self-righteous martyr, your sacrifice will not make you great. ”

...

It was a calm night in London.

The scythe of death didn't leave a mark on those people's necks after all.

The government found out the whereabouts of the weapons from those who collaborated with Grindelwald.

A terrorist attack that would have brought the prime minister's career to an end was a recipe for inaction.

During the day, all London underground stations were blocked, and they were fully armed to check the past.

But it wasn't until the last track was searched

But they were stunned.

The so-called weapons did not appear at all.

Still, there is something to be discovered.

For example, where the weapons that were once installed there.

Just when everyone was in trouble, a phone call was answered.

Immediately after that, the city-wide blockade of the subway was lifted.

...