The next morning, a new day begins at the moment the sun rises. The whole of London seems to have gone quiet, and there are few moments of silence in this megacity.

The old traffic was completely gone, and the whole street was cordoned off. There are traces of armored vehicles on the streets of the main intersections of London, and a large number of soldiers are closely monitoring everything.

The city of Westminster, as the political center of London this time, was full of onlookers, and it was not common for so many heads of state to gather together, so a rare scene really attracted many people.

And among the masses there are many civilian agents and Aurors who hide.

"As you can see, the level of security is unprecedented, and the meeting, which is expected to take place at 10 o'clock, is not only a gathering of the world's most powerful leaders, but also the most protected event in the world." BBC Live News, staged on every radio and television in London.

Vigilant helicopter gunships constantly flying through the air. The occasional flashes of soldiers on the building and the sirens on the streets add a sense of slaughter to the air.

"Today, the leaders of the countries are mainly French President Jager Maynard, German Chancellor Agnes Bruckner, Italian President Antonio Gusto, Russian President Vladimiah Rovich, Spain, Portugal, the Netherlands, Belgium, Austria, Poland ,..."

"Looking at the weather today, it's cloudy all over London today, but it's going to be a cloudy day, and meteorologists claim that there are very few condensation nuclei in the air and it's unlikely that it will rain in London for the next three days."

"According to Reuters, a new epidemic seems to be spreading in Wales..."Today is a carnival of journalists across London, who have been in a state of euphoria since a week ago, and this kind of big news does not happen every year.

Journalists are faster than government workers, and when something goes on, they always get there faster.

"Oh! Look, the helicopter that just flew over Somerset Palace was the German Chancellor's car. In front of the roadside of Somerset Palace, a host is holding a microphone, the camera is looking high into the sky, and the roar in the air is clearly transmitted to the ears of every citizen watching the live broadcast through the host's microphone.

The helicopter made a beautiful arc in mid-air, circled a few times above Dasomerset Palace, and then slowly began to sink before disappearing into view.

This scene was seen by all the spectators, including, of course, those who carried out the attack plan.

"Very well, our prey is here." On the top floor of a building in central London, a man in a black robe is standing on the steps of a rooftop overlooking the city, while the TV behind him shows the BBC channel as a motorcade departs from Somerset House.

"How's our ally preparing?" There was a sneer on his face. Especially when it comes to the word 'ally'.

"It's ready, and with them creating chaos, we can take advantage of it." Next to the man stood another person, wearing a hood and mask, revealing only his eyes and lips.

"Well, it's not too late for all of this to happen, since Dumbledore vilely defeated our great prophet 47 years ago, the world has begun to move towards the abyss step by step, the world is sick!" The black-robed man turned around and spread his arms and said affectionately.

In front of them were dozens of black-robed wizards.

"Now let me give her an antidote!"

"For the greater good!"

"For the greater good!!" There was a loud sound from the rooftop, and then the sound of 'poof' resounded throughout the sky.

So some wizards looked up at the male wizard with their wands in hand, and then they all turned away with phantasmal shapes.

A wizard-Muggle battle has finally begun! —————— sky seemed to be a little darker, as if it was about to rain.

In London, different convoys of different heads of state are heading in the direction of Lancaster Palace. The crowd of onlookers on the street became denser and denser, and the gradually darkening sky could not stop the enthusiasm of the people, who looked nervously and excitedly at the passing cars on the street, as if they wanted to see some clues in those dark windows.

Everything seems calm. Until a burst of fire and smoke suddenly rose in the distance. Everyone was surprised, but before they could react, a huge explosion rang out in the sky.

With a bang, the gatehouse on one side of London Bridge collapsed with a bang, and the smoke and dust and shock wave instantly knocked down the civilians on the bridge.

Those unfortunate were washed off the bridge in an instant and transferred into the River Thames.

"Boom!" As soon as everyone recovered from the disaster, a second explosion was heard, this time targeting Westminster Abbey, which was no less than the English Notre Dame Cathedral, which was shrouded in flames in a violent explosion.

The huge Gothic statue was blown down in an instant, and the stones were thrown at the surrounding pedestrians. Fortunately, the wizard in the crowd reacted quickly.

With a quick wave of his wand, he protected the men. But that wasn't the end of it, as the third explosion sounded, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, and in a few minutes, the entire London landmarks were covered in fire and smoke, and the soldiers and Aurors in charge of the security were quickly on the scene, they controlled the fire, rescued the trapped people, and of course, prepared for the terrorists to appear at any time.

More than a dozen landmarks in London burst into flames, mobilizing the Aurors of the whole of London. And just as they were cooperating in the rescue, a black hole suddenly poked out of the city's streets, in the midst of the crowd.

'Bang! A gunshot rang out, and one of the Aurors was caught off guard, and blood instantly bloomed in his chest, and he looked down in disbelief at the blood that spurted from his chest, and then fell to the ground with a heavy fall.

"There's an enemy attack!" In an instant, the whole street was thrown into chaos, screams and cries came one after another, and everyone fled in panic.

More gunmen came out of the crowd, and cars of various sizes drove through the street, doors opened, and a terrorist stepped out of the car.

With his rifle in hand, he began to frantically confide in the Aurors and the guards. Eight One Chinese Network 'Da Da Da!

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"Bang!" A small sniper sound rang out, and the terrorist who shot first was shot directly through the head.

But in the same way, the sniper's position was also revealed, and in the car, a terrorist dressed in white suddenly carried a rocket launcher and pulled the trigger towards the sniper's approximate location.

"John! rpg！ The roar of his teammates was heard in the headset, and the sniper of the Special Air Service Regiment reacted quickly, and he immediately got up and ran behind him.

"Boom!" The sound of the explosion suddenly exploded in the place where he had just been. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the space around him suddenly shook, and a girl appeared next to him, followed by a 'poof', and the girl took him directly to the illusion and left the place.

"Are you alright?" After moving the man to safety, Tonks quickly looked down and asked, she seemed to have seen this Muggle Mr. being hit by rubble.

"It's all right—" John replied with a dizzy head, it was the after-effects of the phantom migration, the first time it had been.

"With such a long wound, you still say it's okay, it seems that the sequelae of phantom transformation can still reduce the pain! Hum! I'm glad you met me. Tonks looked at a three-inch wound on John's calf and couldn't help but snort.

Then she slowly pointed her wand at his wound and said, "Heal as ever!" A flash of green light lit up from the tip of her wand, and soon the wound on the soldier's thigh began to heal rapidly, and in a few moments it was intact.

"Okay, stay safe, I'll go first!" Say it! Tonks smiled at her, and the next moment he disappeared in place.

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"John! John! ”

"You squeak the alive!"

"In! I'm here! The sound of a teammate roaring in the headset finally brought John back to his senses.

"Fuck, you're not dead! You're a tough boy! What do you think? Are there missing arms and legs? ”

"It's just a small injury, the leg has been opened, and it's healed!"

“？？？ Heal? What the fuck are you talking about? If he was not injured, he hurriedly rolled Lao Tzu to the combat position. Damn, those terrorists are crazy! The cordial greetings from his teammates in his ears finally made John react completely.

He hurriedly picked up the sniper rifle on the ground and ran towards the next sniper position. And on the streets, the fighting between the two sides has entered the white heat.

A large number of enemies came out from all directions, and it was not known where they came from advanced weapons, and how they got into London, in short, the British task force soon found out, damn it, the other side had more firepower than their own.

This time, because they are on alert, most of them are mainly light firepower, and heavy firepower is arranged at various street intersections, and the main traffic arteries of the city, and even if they have heavy firepower, it is impossible to pour firepower like terrorists, terrorists can slaughter civilians on the streets at will, what about them?

Having to avoid civilians running around every time they shoot makes their job even harder! Not only the Muggle army, but also the Aurors suffered heavy casualties, due to the first round of attacks, most of the Aurors did not react, after all, the speed of bullets is much faster than the reaction power of people, which caused many wizards to be seriously injured, and those terrorists seemed to know something, the main firepower was placed on them, which caused the Aurors to fall behind for a while.

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"How's the situation going?" In the fortress beneath Lancaster Palace, Mr. Huck was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, pacing constantly, and in front of him was a surveillance camera screen.

From those images, he could see that this London was burning.

"Very bad, Mr. Prime Minister, there are too many people on the other side, it seems that we are not fighting terrorism, but going through a war!"

"What do you mean?" Mr. Huck's face sank, and a bad thought came to him.

"According to the intelligence provided by the combat units in various positions, the enemy who exchanged fire with him was calculated to be about a division!"

"A division?"

"Ahem! Mr. Prime Minister. Berner stepped forward appropriately, and he whispered: "The British 1st Armored Division has 3 tank brigades, 8 regiments, 2 battalions, and about men. ”

"Fifteen thousand?" Mr. Huck was stunned for a moment, and then extremely angry: "Fifteen thousand people, what is the customs doing to eat, so that so many beasts can pour into London!" "He never dreamed that there would be so many enemies, and Mr. Huck originally estimated that it would be a handful of terrorists on the move, perhaps the group of Northern Ireland... The remnants, maybe some terrorist group in the Middle East, in any case, never thought that he was going to fight a battle to defend London!

"What are you waiting for, immediately order the ground forces around London to enter the city."

"Sir, as soon as the battle began, the Joint Operations Command had already ordered the armored forces stationed in London to enter London, and several warplanes from the Portsmouth naval base had already taken off, but it would take time, and it would take at least two hours for the armored forces to arrive in London! Fighters can also only provide fire coverage, and this is London, they do not dare to use heavy firepower such as missiles. The uniformed staff officer bitterly explained the current situation to Mr. Huack.

"What about the police?" The Prime Minister asked.

"The police on the periphery are still barely resisting, but their equipment is too poor to withstand the frenzied enemy." The staff officer shook his head and sighed, the police's equipment is nothing more than semi-automatic pistols, do they want to expect the police to fight the enemy who is shoulder-resistant to rockets?

It's impossible to think about. And just as the underground fortress fell silent, the fireplace on the wall suddenly burst into a green flame.

After the intense burning, a male wizard with short, neatly combed gray hair walked out, and as he appeared, a voice full of anger rang out: "What's the matter with you?" What the hell are Muggles doing? Why are my people so dead and wounded! "The person who came was Barty Crouch, the current Minister for Magic.

He hadn't expected today's catastrophe, but he had expected wizards, not a bunch of terrorists, a bunch of Muggles.

His men suffered heavy casualties, and it was all the fault of the damned Muggle Prime Minister in front of him!

"Who are you talking to?" Mr. Huck was even more angry than he was, and the good old man finally tore his face, and he walked straight in front of Barty Crouch, staring at him with straight eyes,

"How those terrorists got into London, and how they brought in the weapons, don't you guess!" His tone was cold, and his eyes were full of threats,

"Who right do you have to ask me before me?"

"Two-term Minister of Magic, in my opinion it's all rubbish, Humphrey is ten thousand times stronger than you!" Well?

Sir Humphrey was stunned at the Prime Minister's strange compliment, and then an embarrassed smile rose into his mouth.

Barty's eyes widened, his anger burned, and he whispered, "What did you say! ”

"I said, 'What is your duty?' Are you looking for a black pot? I advise the Ministry of Magic to change its minister, if they don't want it to be in your hands! ”

"Jim Harker !!"