Chapter 745

"You will be very tired, my daughter," Mr. Greengrass said, shaking his head. "He is the king, and beside him is the queen of the whole world."

"I know, father," Daphne said firmly, "I will make myself worthy of him."

Mr. Greengrass was hesitant to say, I want you to change, don't hang yourself from a tree.

Look at Delacour's daughter who won't be with the king.

Slytherin is truly the most stubborn person in the world.

Ships flew into the portal and castles in the sky were left on the islands.

John still needs to use this thing.

His body slowly floated up.

As he flew higher and higher, John's body gradually turned into white light.

Light form.

On the castle in the sky, twelve magic-powered destroyer cannons automatically aimed at John.

John raised his right hand, and a ball of violent, vibrating energy continued to overflow with terrifying radiation that could instantly destroy body cells.

The Elder Wand pointed at the ball of energy, and John's eyes turned into vertical pupils.

"Since you want to destroy, let's let you succeed."

The Elder Wand stirred up the ball of energy and raised it to the sky.

Twelve magic-powered destroyer cannons were aimed at John.

Activate simultaneously.

Twelve rays of blue light struck John's wand.

The flames in the castle burned bluer and bluer.

The extremely cold light converged on the wand, eventually forming a gem that was blue on the outside and extremely gorgeous on the inside.

John clapped his hands, and the Limited Glove turned into a furnace, constantly reshaping this power.

Finally, he lay quietly in John's hands.

Raising the colorful gem in his hand, John placed it in the sun, making it dazzling.

"Destruction is always beautiful. What is more valuable than the Mona Lisa is the Mona Lisa in flames."

Taking off one of the super magic crystals, John put the energy aggregate into it.

It ran through John's body like an electric current.

He moved his fingers and lowered his eyes to look down.

The wand was raised.

At the bottom of the castle, a conical golden altar-like muzzle appeared.

"The Alchemy Department has also produced a lot of good things these days."

John snapped his fingers.

Energy is concentrated in that muzzle.

Falling heavily on the island below.

A semicircular explosion continued to spread, and finally left a trace with a radius of more than 100 meters in the center of the island.

A large piece of purple round magic crystal appeared there.

The photography magic is activated.

The magic crystal that was the core of the island flew up.

The tightly connected convergence on the island dissipated, and the island began to fall apart.

The huge magic core is ten meters in size.

John placed it in the base of the castle.

Watching the core being gradually integrated, a huge light lit up on the castle.

On the surface, there are magic circles that are united together.

A few hours later, the island that experienced the war in the Atlantic Ocean disappeared without a trace.

And there was no trace of Sky Castle and John who were originally above.

And all this, Muggles don't know.

…

As the person in charge of this operation.

Ministers are being held to account.

"You know what you're doing?" the then-President fumed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President," the minister said, appearing respectful, but actually rolling his eyes inwardly, "This is a necessary war."

"If we don't get those things, it would be a huge blow for other countries to get them."

"A nuclear bomb can save us from future troubles forever."

The minister spread his hands and said, "Why not."

"The public knows..."

"No one will know," the minister smiled. "No one will ever know."

This is a war that has no record.

It was just a daily fleet exercise. Unfortunately, there was a high probability that the fleet would encounter a disaster at sea.

"This is an act of God, it's inevitable, right?" the minister told the president. "We can't always live in the shadow of others."

"During that assassination, I remember you being angry."

The minister has a tight grip on the president.

Who knows how dangerous some of the people who could break into the Pentagon could be.

Rather than risking the conscience of those wizards, it would be better to avoid future troubles.

The president is human and he is afraid of death.

Who would be willing to leave this colorful world behind if they can still live?

You have to know how much hard work he put in and how much money he had behind him to win votes and curse at the most powerful people in the world in this position.

So when he heard that the minister had allowed people to die on an island, his first reaction was to the public.

As long as the public doesn't know...

The president scowled.

"I will take care of the family members," the minister said as he stepped down. "I will hold a memorial service for the fallen soldiers, even though they died in a 'natural disaster'."

"I personally feel that as the commander of this exercise takes responsibility, I also have joint responsibility."

"How about a thirteen-inch confession?"

The president also got off the donkey, and he said thoughtfully: "You know I trust you."

"Just do it this way, don't let America's image be damaged."

The minister who got the concession was also smiling.

It doesn't matter if he and the president are not from the same political party.

At this level, what they mainly value is not the so-called alliances, but the benefits they can bring.

The minister left.

He still didn't know how much hidden dangers he thought his flawless approach actually left.

At this point, Mycroft is much smarter than him.

In the club he founded, Mycroft enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

The rules are set here to give yourself space to be alone.

Although everyone can't speak and stay here quietly to enjoy the peace, who can refuse to make friends with a group of the most valuable people in Britain.

These are all interests.

It can also be said to be Mycroft's party.

He provides a platform for these people to enjoy a quiet gimmick and impress each other.

But today.

The silence was broken.

More than ten hours passed before the list was submitted to the Prime Minister.

Mycroft thought about the hidden war, and the news had not yet been sent back.

There was a knock on the door.

This made everyone in the club look at him very dissatisfied.

A young man who broke the rules of this club.

"Let's talk?"

He spoke.

Mycroft looked over and knew who the other party was talking to.

He stood up, his expression a little heavy.

It is rare for such an expression to appear on this brain's face.

The club members who were originally dissatisfied also discovered something.

They watched Mycroft walk out of the club.

In a room of strangers.

John sat on the sofa and looked at Mycroft standing there. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I think this is the third time we have met. We don't need to be so formal."

"I won't sit on that sofa." Mycroft put his left hand in his pocket and put his right hand on the back of the chair, saying in a deep voice, "Are you here to announce the results to me?"

"Obviously, yes."

John looked at the black tea on the table and asked, "You don't mind if I enjoy a cup of black tea."

Mycroft saw the teapot on the table fly up and pour steaming tea into the patterned cup.

The cup slowly came to John and was caught by him.

"As a person who grew up in the UK, tea is as inseparable as water." John sipped the black tea.

"You still want to tell me that truth," a glint flashed in Mycroft's eyes, "the same cultural influence."

"It would be great if all the people in power in this world were as smart as you," John chuckled. "Then I don't need this war."

"You guessed it right, I deliberately led this war."

John let go of the cup and it floated in the air.

He raised his right hand, a silver ring covering his arm.

He pointed to the gorgeous gem on the back of his hand.

"Greed will set you on fire."

Mycroft's eyes fell on the gem and asked, "What is that?"

"In your words, this is a disaster."

John said flatly: "As long as I want, you can see a very grand fireworks show."

"What do you want?" Mycroft did not continue to ask, but looked at John, "Your strength has been shown to me."

"It's not enough. I want the whole world to see this power."

John crossed his fingers and his eyes flashed, "My dad told me about your kindness."