Muggles have never lacked destructive power.

Whether in the era of cold weapons, or hot weapons.

When wizards decide to hide, they are worried about Muggle damage to wizards and Muggles to magical beasts.

So the wizards of that era used some magic on the same magical animals that were also persecuted.

The various magical creatures that once left legends in the Muggle world have become the subject of debate around the world.

It's just that compared to cold weapons, Muggles today have a hundred or even a thousand times more destructive power than before.

The development of science and technology has made them go further and further in weapon manufacturing.

Missile.

The first stepping stone that woke up wizards.

The tragedy of Bhutan is vividly remembered.

That kind of thing can easily destroy them.

"Fill the hole!" Percy hissed.

The defense team is scrambling to tinker.

They were spotted by soldiers with guns.

The weapon in his hand swept away, and the bullets rained.

The talisman senses malice, and after exploding, it forms a protective iron armor.

But even so, more and more soldiers landed, and the bullets rained down.

A defense group wizard is shot and killed, and more and more wizards have accidents.

The fleet approaching in the distance, the guns of the ships fired.

Leave a deeper scar on the protective shield of the pores.

The rest of the fleet's guns shifted, all aimed at this side.

Percy's face changed.

Fortunately, these are not yet fired.

Their own people on the island make them a little constrained.

But as more and more people approached, Percy used Transfiguration to meet the enemy.

Walls were erected on the ground, and bullets fell on them, splashing out of the bullet holes.

Toggle the grenade, and the walls are blown up with black smoke.

Percy immediately fought back, and he vanished using Apparition.

The reappearance was already behind the soldiers.

With a waving wand, Percy takes several soldiers away with each appearance.

But in the long run, the phantom shifted too many times, causing him to have hideous scars on his body.

Split.

The cursed sands, the muggles were entangled, and they saw the sand burrow through every opening.

Cedric was also found.

A cannonball landed nearby, engulfing him in flames.

"Succeeded?"

The soldiers' faces beamed with joy.

"What's fogging?"

One soldier said strangely.

Suddenly, there was a roar.

A huge monster appeared, and the soldiers immediately raised their guns and fired.

But the bullet passed through the monster's body, and it was completely useless.

They were frightened and panicked.

Unbeknownst to him, there was a group of soldiers like them.

Cedric's body slowly appeared, his cheeks puffed out, his hands clutching his wand and blowing.

At the tip of the wand, the mist spreads out.

Malfoy sped up and flew through the sky.

He spun around, letting his upper body hang down and fly upside down.

The cannonballs flew past, scattering the ranks behind them a little.

"Stop staying in formation, separate, quick!"

Malfoy yells as bullets shoot from the ground into the sky, and one of the Flying Team wizards is hit and falls out of control.

The others hurriedly dispersed, breaking into pieces and flying in all directions.

Compared to the sheer base of Muggles, wizards were so few.

Another landing soldier launched a landing battle on the island.

Some heavy weapons were also erected, and shells flew towards the island, injuring the wizard.

Malfoy turned around and flew toward the group.

He shot in the air, and the explosion spell succeeded

Interrupt the continuous bombardment.

Don't make him happy, a machine gun that doesn't look easy to mess with is erected.

Then the bullet dragged a flash of light across the sky.

Malfoy pushed his speed to the limit, but the broomstick was still hit in the tail and fell quickly from the sky.

He protected his handsome face from being scratched by the branches.

When he was about to fall, he managed to use a levitation charm to stop himself.

Lying on the ground, Malfoy let out a groan of pain.

Looking up, a Muggle team with equipment was scouting the island.

"Sir, there's a strong reaction here."

"Looks like it's here." The chief's greedy gaze fell on the caves one by one.

Stupid wizards, holding these treasures and using sticks as weapons there.

If you make it into a weapon, then you will throw out the gap of other countries for a hundred years.

The beacon of the world will lead the world!

Malfoy leaned to the side and peeped over there.

"Greed." Malfoy stared over there.

More and more people are landing.

Now it seems that the number of troops sent is much more than 2,000.

Nearly 10,000 people have landed on the island.

There are only a thousand wizards in total.

Dealing with this group of people is simply a disaster.

What's more, Muggles also have fleets that only fired one shot.

"We need to find a way to fix it."

Malfoy's mind spun rapidly, and when he looked up, he saw a dark shadow flying by.

Immediately afterward, attacks fell from the sky and splashed potholes in the dirt.

It was a helicopter gunship.

And not just one.

Successive arrivals of support from across the ocean made it even more difficult for wizards.

Fleur stopped using her magic and nodded to the many wizards behind her.

"It's time to use those."

The wizards tore open the boxes hidden behind them.

After opening.

Explosives made of magic crystals, lying there.

Fleur looked at the other and said, "We need your help, Credence."

Credence looked at the explosives, and Nagini looked at him worriedly.

"I see."

Credence nodded, and he stood in front, black gas gradually pouring out of his body.

Finally, the body exploded.

A large cloud of dark smoke rolled around.

All of that stuff was sucked in.

Silently.

Credence incarnated silently and flew up and rushed towards a gunship.

Before the pilot could react, the propeller was destroyed by the force, and the entire helicopter was thrown out.

Landing and exploding, Credence turned into a silent place on the battlefield as if no one was there.

Neither bullets nor grenades could leave damage on Credence's body.

Soon, those helicopters that landed were destroyed.

"It's that thing!".

One of the officers looked horrified.

In some secrets of the military district, a strange thing was once recorded.

Obviously no one has any memory of it, but it is recorded in the archives.

A black mass that destroyed half of New York.

It's ridiculous, but it's from a young Master Chief record.

And there is nothing going on in New York, and no one knows.

But Master Chief was confident that his memory could not be wrong.

That incident has become a strange archive to be recorded.

Seeing the black mass now, the chief remembered the file in his mind.

Something purple at both ends quickly flew out of the silence.

Every one that flies out

Everywhere, there are many Muggle soldiers to stay.

The next moment.

In a battlefield that was divided into more than twenty places.

The entangled magic turned into a terrifying suction that devoured outward, and the soldiers could not escape, and they were swept into it.

After the explosion, nearly 1,000 people died.

Credence fell again, and he was half-kneeling, his face pale.

"Credence!" Nagini came to his side and held him up.

...

"What the hell is that?"

The officer who was holding a telescope to observe the battlefield looked horrified.

Bullets can't kill, and even explosions can't do damage?

"We need to change our strategy."

There was news of the landing battle on the radio.

That magic crystal mine.

An entourage in a suit and leather shoes had a gleam in his eyes.

Their goal was found.

Countless pieces of purple gold are beckoning to America.

Originally, we had to worry about casualties, so now we have to settle the battle.

They underestimated the means of the wizards, and such stubborn resistance was completely contrary to the ease with which they had left before.

"This mission just needs to be successful," said the man in the suit, "and we're going to take the island once and for all."

It was a terra nullius land, and when it was occupied, it became the property of the United States.

This stuff is more useful than oil.

More and more planes are flying in that direction.

Two fighters took off.

Fly towards the island.

This time, the so-called wizard must be completely eliminated.

The shells of the fleet, ready to support that side at any time.

Just when they feel like everything can end.

Below the fleet, in the dim depths of the sea.

One after another, the wrecks with the faint blue flame light were all moving at this moment.

On board, Mr. Greengrass muttered to himself, "A brutal war, not worth the investment."

"Stop whining, Greengrass." Lucius Malfoy came out and said, "We serve the King."

Looking at the face that vaguely bore the shadow of Draco Malfoy, Mr. Greengrass took a deep breath.

The Malfoy family's bloodline is really strong, and it is not for nothing that they can give birth to Draco Malfoy.

Lucius raised his staff and commanded, "It's time to scare the Muggles."

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