The audience was solemn, and all the wizards returned to their places and sat down normally.

His gaze was like a magnet that attracted different shapes, completely restrained by the old man in the center of the venue.

"Whew-" Dumbledore exhaled, relaxing the atmosphere in the room, "the same old topic - unity, gentlemen, ladies. ”

He realized that his throat was making a sound, but his consciousness seemed to float above the venue, looking down at everyone, "Endless strife will only tear us apart. ”

"Now—I'll make a direct judgment." Dumbledore seemed to be a different person, the deep-seated gentle bookish aura of his body was gone, and the sleeping lion of Britain seemed to be still awake in the eyes of everyone.

A strong sense of oppression swept through the venue.

"In principle, the Federation is to support the magic of the European countries and provide the necessary help to the countries of the Mediterranean." His bright blue eyes looked through the lenses that reflected the light, and looked at everyone in the room: "In times of crisis, there is only responsibility - it is permissible to waive some of the laws if necessary." ”

"But—the law of secrecy is still something we need to follow, and we should build a more compact and united magical world based on the law of secrecy."

"Also—we must revisit our attitude towards Muggles, which is one of our most pressing issues, and wizards should put aside discrimination and calmly explore this issue.

Last but not least, I think that a report submitted to the Federation by Mr. Theseus Scamander decades ago can now be revisited. ”

Dumbledore looked around, "That is, wizards should establish a regular, professional armed force. ”

As soon as this remark came out.

In an instant, the whole venue felt like a frying pan!

The representatives of the countries knew what this meant, and to create a wizard army under the direct jurisdiction of the Federation would be to deform them to give up part of the sovereignty of the country, or even most of it.

Because in the future, the ministries of magic can no longer despise the Federation, and their resolutions can no longer be treated as waste paper, and the formation of military units will directly declare that they have lost the power to resist.

"I disagree!" The Yankees immediately jumped out. "This is an encroachment on the power of the Ministries of Magic!"

"The Federation must respect the sovereignty of States."

The Americans are hysterical, and the most important reason why they disagree is that they must not see a united Europe emerge, and they have their own interests in South America, and if they cede power, they will lose the initiative in South America.

"We don't agree either." The Australians have also come to the fore, of course – this time it's not that they're barking, it's really their interests this time.

The whole of Oceania is isolated overseas, and the Australian Ministry of Magic is like a local emperor, and the connection with the Federation is imminent, and they can't control some things that violate the laws of the Federation, but if the power of the Federation is strengthened, then their good days will come to an end.

"The proposal also includes the establishment of a unified wizarding market in Europe, the assessment of prices, the harmonization of tariffs, the issuance of the wizarding bank currency under the direct jurisdiction of the Federation, and the Federation will gradually abolish the goblin currency in Gringotts within ten years, as well as national currencies." Dumbledore didn't even look at the American, and he continued to speak calmly.

And the bomb from his mouth once again blew up the people in the center of the venue.

Everyone looked at Dumbledore in amazement.

You're stepping a little too fast!

You simply announced the abolition of the ministries of magic in Europe and let the federation directly govern it.

This time. The number of people who oppose it has obviously increased, and almost everyone except the countries on the Mediterranean coast is opposed.

The Greeks, the Italians, the reason for not objecting is very simple, anyway, their country is already in chaos, anyway, the cost of them in charge of everything is already very high, anyway, Dumbledore can't really kick these officials out of the power organs, even if he wants to be directly governed by the Federation, then someone has to run these countries, right, and his own authority will not be less, take care of him.

But others aren't as open-minded as they see.

The venue was full of chatter, and many countries were clamoring to withdraw from the International Federation of Wizards.

But—these voices didn't make any waves on Dumbledore's face, and he remained as calm as if he had just asked what he was going to eat for lunch.

He knew very well in his heart that most of these shouting and angry people, except for a few countries, would not really quit the Federation, because after the Poseidon Fury incident - all countries realized that there are still strong enemies in the wizarding world that one country or even several countries cannot defeat together, this time it happened in the Mediterranean, so what about the next time?

Even if it is just groundless, but the tragedy of the Mediterranean countries is still in front of them, and they dare not gamble with themselves no matter what.

Even the Americans are not going to quit.

A united Europe is not what they want to see.

And if the Wizarding Coalition is really formed, they will have to be mixed in anyway - what does that say?

When you can't break from the perimeter, you have to break in.

Under this kind of-stirring stick diplomacy of the British Empire, the Yankees will definitely not withdraw.

Then the situation will be clear.

Dumbledore's blue eyes slowly swept over the first row of seats, the United Kingdom—well, there would be resistance, but it should be possible. France – they have great interests in Africa and will never allow the federation to intervene, and if it comes to the last step, they will only be forced to participate, Russia – they will certainly be happy to get involved in order to expand their influence in Europe.

As for the last one—

- Mr. Zhang is still dozing off.

He seemed to be in a state of limp from the moment he walked into the venue.

The countries of the Far East have their own set of international codes of conduct, which they will not participate in – but will not oppose either, presumably ending in abstention.

And that's enough.

Dumbledore slowly stepped down from the podium, leaving the delegates below to continue arguing.

The series of reforms he proposed would be completed in a period of ten or even twenty years, and he did not expect the wizards to cooperate and unite immediately.

He has other things to do—to learn the truth about Poseidon's wrath, to find out Owen's whereabouts, and to find Voldemort's plot hidden in the dark.

Arguing with this group of deputies is the most pointless thing at this stage.

And as Dumbledore walked out of the oak door, the arguing in the hall was louder.

Everyone put down their faces and began to show off the subtle vocabulary of their own language.

Everything you do and say is unsightly, unsightly!

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Compared to the unsightly one over there, the Egyptian side should be happy.

Faced with this unobtrusive gentleman, Owen naturally had endless doubts to ask, but these were interrupted by the sudden sound of the door being pushed open.

"Well—good day, dear Miss Granger."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Owen waved at the stunned girl standing in front of the door.

He squeezed out a smile, embarrassment written all over his face.

The next second.

He saw Miss Granger running in a rage.

Raising his fist, he looks like a lion who wants to eat people.

She leapt up on the edge of the bed and punched Owen in the chest.

And pressed him under her, as if she was so angry, she showed her little tiger teeth again, and bit down on Owen's shoulder.

The pain doesn't happen overnight, it starts with a slight feeling of wetness.

But biting and biting, a certain girl seemed to really get angry, getting harder and harder, and the pain was transmitted.

"Wait—" Owen didn't even scream.

His lips were gagged.

Then something wet came in.

Owen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Miss Granger to be so bold.

But well—since they've been forced, you have to learn to enjoy it.

It blooms with a little floral sweetness spreading in the mouth.

Lust is mixed with love, and the fragrance is smooth between the entwined tongues.

For a while, both of them were a little addicted.

The intertwined faces were overflowing with crimson, and the two of them were not separated until a long time.

Until an abrupt voice interrupted it all.

"Allah—the vitality of youth, it's really enviable."

The slightly ridiculous tone instantly woke up Hermione's already lost consciousness.

She opened her eyes and fled the bed as fast as she could.

The whole face seemed to be burned red.

Standing helplessly by the window, head down, panting.

She should have left and fled from this place that had humiliated her, but—when she looked sideways at Owen, who had also gotten up and touched his lips with her hand as if she was still savoring something, she couldn't move her feet.

I'm afraid it's just a dream.

When she woke up, she was alone in the empty room.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" Owen glared at Merlin, who was sitting in a chair not far from the head of the bed.

The emerald green eyes that seemed to glow looked at the unobtrusive gentleman, revealing a deep sense of disgust.

"Oh—I'm doing this for your own good." Archmage Merlin whispered, "Don't make a mistake so early, young man!" If it's irreparable, it's going to be a lot of trouble in the future. ”

"Cut-dude willing, can you handle it?" Owen jumped off the bed and hugged Hermione, who was soft as a pillow, in his arms, "I think you're just envious, jealous and hateful!" ”

The little witch's eyes reflected Owen's appearance, as if she had completely lost control of her body, and was just stunned against his chest, unable to say a word.

Hold Hermione.

Owen and Merlin, who had a wicked smile on his face, looked at each other passionately.

The moment he felt the warmth coming from his chest, he figured something out.

He was no longer in a position to be angry and judge Merlin for everything he had done to him.

Because he's enjoying it.

Even if you may have to suffer the pain of loss in the future.

Thinking to himself—he couldn't help but hug him tighter.

However, this force woke Hermione up all at once, and she quickly straightened her back, and her cheek left Owen's chest, although it did not leave his embrace, but it also opened a little distance.

"You" The girl's cheeks were still red, her eyes were looking left and right, and she didn't dare not look at anyone present. Have you had lunch? ”

Oh my god - that's a stupid question.

Hermione was surprised that she could say the question.

It was too obvious, an obvious change of subject, and then she immediately changed the subject, "That- what are you talking about?" ”

This question is on par with the previous one!

"Talking about magic, Miss Hermione." Merlin said lightly, "Wonderful magic always makes people curious, like your force field magic. ”

Unexpectedly, Archmage Merlin actually started a round.

"Ahh

"My grandfather invented it, Grindelwald." Owen corrected.

"But." There was too much silver hair, so Hermione gave up counting, and she looked up at Owen with a blushing company.

"It's the theory you proposed, but you were young at that time, and if it were you now, you would definitely be able to invent it."

She hated the wizarding world's silence about Owen's exploits.

Although he said that the teacher said that he didn't care, she cared.

His own limelight was not supported by Owen behind him, and if he talked about merit, he was enough to reap the title of wizard hero.

The outside world is rumored to be Dumbledore's successor, and it will be him, not himself.

"Well—there's nothing wrong with that, but—we're going to be unanimous now." Owen stroked Hermione's back, then his gentle eyes seamlessly connected to the trash look, and said, "Where are you from?" Where are you going? What is the purpose of reaching out to us? ”

"Alaala—such a cruel look." Merlin smiled.

The warm breeze outside the window blew the heavy silver hair on the bed.

The wind carried silver threads in the air and landed in all corners of the room.

"Bang!"

Merlin tapped lightly on the ground, and the hair that fell on his fingers suddenly began to bloom flowers, silver petals, stamens dotted with azure light like stars and lakes.

This flower of ancient magic will endure for thousands of years.

"Ahh

The silver stamen spread all over her body, not only her, but also the young man in front of her, both of them covered in petals.

A faint blue fragrance fills the tip of the nose.

It has a very faint aroma, and if you don't smell it carefully, you will forget the smell.

"Carefully put away the important things." Merlin got up slowly, the dead branch in his hand turned slightly, and then in the whole room, all the flowers began to turn into a galaxy around the two of them, and the silver heart was the pocket of Owen's coat, so the petals eventually poured into his pocket.

"I ran all the way here from the Sea of Stars to save you."

"Help me? A sea of stars? Owen frowned slightly,

"Oops—good thing I left something in the pool of the World Tree."

"Spark-san." Boss Mei coughed lightly and continued, "Although I am a prophet, I am only a prophet, not omniscient. If it weren't for the half of my wand I left behind in the pool of the World Tree, which sensed the new heir and delivered a message to me, I wouldn't have known that you stupidly ran to the Great Vortex of Kalibdis.

As for the sea of stars?

Oops - even though I'm in human form, I'm not exactly the same creature as you, I'm a hybrid of a dream demon and a human. The so-called dream demon is a spiritual body parasitic on human beings. It's an extension of the power of the gods, so I'm actually not going to die.

The sea of stars is in Avalon! In the gap of the void, I was trapped there observing the Earth, and I couldn't get out, but it was okay to create an illusory body and sneak in. ”

"No, it won't die?" Owen raised an eyebrow, nothing in the wizarding world is immortal, magic will also fade because of time, in his knowledge, there seems to be only one thing that does not die for thousands of years - that is the outer gods.

"Well—if the nightmare is gone, then there's a chance I'll die."

"And what's the matter with that woman in the great whirlpool of Kalibdis?" Owen asked.

"Oh! She! A piece forcibly cut from the Supreme Will by a sorcerer who gave up the essence of the gods. Since a thousand years ago, he has been trying to get his body out of that tower. Oops - it was too much trouble, so I seduced a Cyclops and gave her a body to give her a moment to come. Merlin said very easily, "I quietly gave the Giant King a crown, which can resist mental interference, which can be regarded as increasing the difficulty of her occupation. ”

"So- you're turning a god around?" Owen raised an eyebrow and said,

"Allah—how can you say that? Oops - they're stupid! Merlin in front of him laughed heartily, and in a joking tone, he told a terrible truth, that is, he played with the gods and applauded.

"And what's next?" Owen looked at him and said, "What's going on next?" Continuing to wander through the wizarding world? ”

"Well—I'd love to look around, but—the magic of this body doesn't support that." Merlin said rather nonchalantly, "It's about ten."

"Ten days?"

"Nine, six, five, four, two, one."

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a splash from the ceiling, and colorful fragments fell.

"Haha—did you scare you?" The caressing guy just stood there, laughing and looking at the two of them.

“.” Whether it's Owen or Hermione, both of them can't help but roll their eyes, this guy - is it really Merlin?

Isn't it someone impersonating?

The legendary great magician, why is this like this?

It's like a teenager who hasn't grown up yet, and it's like George and Fred!

"Alright! All right! Please don't look at me with that kind of garbage look. Are you hiding your embarrassment? The guy winked at the two of them, "If you like Big Brother Merlin, just say it!" I'll take it with that heart. ”

“.”

Owen's cheeks twitched slightly, and he was about to stop in Bengbu.

"You—now—leave me mellow at once!" He pointed to the door of the room. Said angrily.

Although he admitted what this guy did in disguise, it doesn't mean that he won't be angry.

Oh! Oh, my God! I finally understand now, those who have been pulled by this disgusting creature of the thread of fate! Why do you want to hack him to death?

"Oh—of course—sweet love! I know, the guy at the former round table, everybody's right-"

"Get out!" Owen continued to shout.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Mei shook his head and walked slowly with a cane like dead wood.

He turned back step by step, and when he walked to the door again, he turned back again, with a playful smile on his face, "If I don't have experience, I have hundreds of years of observation records yo (^U^)ノ~YO, I can do whatever I want!" ”

“.” Owen didn't say a word, just picked up the scarab ornament on the table next to him and threw it over.

Boss Mei dodged stupidly, and then squeezed his eyes at Owen, "I don't have any experience at all, I'm very innocent." ”

With that—he walked away happily.

"Whew!"

"Damn!"

What is called no experience at all! I also have a lot of theoretical knowledge.

Hemp Egg - This guy is so nasty.

On the side, looking at Owen's annoyed and angry appearance, Miss Granger couldn't help but laugh.

"Poof!"

"It would be so interesting if he was the legendary Great Magician Merlin."

"He's scum! is ruthless, laid out, and people's lives are not as good as a pot of soil in his eyes. Owen turned to look at Hermione.

Closer.

Nearly two months have passed, Miss Granger's condition is noticeably better, her eyes are bright, not always revealing a touch of tiredness as before, her complexion looks much better, and her fair skin is flushed, like a tempting apple.

Because of the proximity, the tip of his nose lingered with a faint fragrance of flowers.

When will the theory be put into practice?

Owen, who was thinking about the warbler Yanyan in his head, suddenly noticed that his lips were slightly cold.

The enthusiasm that was disturbed just now is connected.

But this time, it was just a faint shallow kiss.

"I didn't even realize you were so bold, Miss Granger."

Hermione glared at him, then bit her lower lip slightly, seeming a little embarrassed.

Well—maybe it's the weather in Egypt.

The hot and dry environment makes people irrational.

"I've always been bold." She stared at Owen with a sly glint in her eyes, and her heart raced.

"Oh~~~" Owen smiled at the corner of his mouth, "But it's not good to always make me suffer, I don't like to be passive." ”

With that, Owen leaned down, his lips lightly imprinted on Hermione's.

It was a rough, extremely aggressive kiss and Owen was groaning into her entirety.

The wet thing was moving away so quickly that Hermione didn't even have time to respond.

That feeling she had never felt before, her body seemed to be hit by electricity, and her whole body was soft. With a breathless breath, the whole person was like a limp cloud, clinging to him.

The boy experienced a soft, full, bouncy tactile feedback.

A pair of slender white arms wrapped around his waist.

Then, the breath of both of them grew heavier and heavier, and finally at a certain tipping point, Hermione pushed Owen away, her face flushed.

"I ...... I'm going to be out of breath. She whispered.

(End of chapter)