I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

There are too many weeds, and it's time for John to trim them.

After the snowflakes fell and covered the Silver Hand Manor, it was wrapped in white, adding a bit of coolness and softness to the mansion.

"I think you should use the fireplace instead of a floo net."

Tang Mi rubbed his hands and let out a breath of white air.

Because John has the physique of a dragon, he is not afraid of the cold at all.

Such a large manor is like a natural ice cave.

Tang Mi couldn't bear it.

Even if he is a werewolf, he can't wear a suit freely in the winter.

"Tang Mi, you are a wizard, you should know how to find your own way." John glanced at Tang Mi.

Since taking the money to invest in the club, Tang Mi really likes to take advantage more and more.

He was watching some of the acts of the International Confederation of Wizards over the years.

It's basically painless stuff.

The whole International Confederation of Wizards exists for the sake of the law of secrecy.

They firmly support the secrecy law, and it can be said that other than exposing the magical world, it is not a big problem for them.

At the beginning of the wizarding war in the UK, the International Federation of Wizards did not see the intervention.

This is very confusing.

"The International Confederation of Wizards should not be born for the law of secrecy, but for wizards."

John touched the ring, the silver and emerald ring.

He raised his right hand, the silver ring turned into a limited glove covering the arm.

He squinted at the five super magic crystals and the philosophy stone.

"The International Federation of Wizards needs to change." Silver retracted into the ring, and John looked at Tang Mi, who was so cold that he put his hands under his armpits, "Send a message to the Ministry of Magic for me to call a meeting of the International Federation of Wizards."

"Okay, my lord." Tang Mi walked out impatiently.

He felt warmer outside than the house.

John shook his head helplessly, pressing his hands on the table.

Those biting chills rushed towards his palms.

After a while, the snowflakes covering the Silver Hand Manor melted away.

John opened his eyes, and a white breath came out of his mouth.

All the cold air was sucked into his body.

On his chest, lines and circles enclose a square like an oak tree.

After absorbing the cold air, some more lines appeared on the square, which disappeared in an instant.

...

Ministry of Magic.

The lobby of the office of the International Federation of Wizards.

John saw Dharma Alex Belby also appear on the scene.

The honor-obsessed Potions Master was a member of the Wizengamot, and was also entitled to this meeting.

"John, you haven't looked for me for a long time." Damo Alex's face was full of resentment.

Since John took Slughorn to lie down and won, he has been suffering from insomnia for several days.

In the middle of the night, he would wake up in a dream, sit on the bed and stare blankly at the ceiling, and spit out a sentence.

"No, he is sick, grab the student's partner."

For him, there is nothing more painful than watching the second Merlin First Class Medal leave before his eyes.

If it wasn't for him being reasonable, he might have already bombarded his dear teacher with shouting letters.

John saw Dharma Alex and said with a smile: "It's been a while, but there are some things that I want to talk about alone after the meeting."

As soon as Dharma Alex heard this, his eyes burst into light.

"You must talk, you must never go back on your word!"

The meeting was about to start, Damo Alex looked back three times at a step, for fear that John would put himself as a pigeon.

John was also a little speechless, these potion masters who came out of Slytherin were all virtuous.

It is estimated that the only outlier is Snape.

The meeting was held.

John sat in his place.

He brought out the International Statute of Secrecy.

This law of secrecy is the foundation of the International Federation of Wizards.

And when he took it out at this time, all the wizards present thumped.

They knew the second king's ambition, and also knew the second king's strength.

But when they saw the secrecy law, some people still couldn't help asking: "Your Excellency Wick, what does this mean?"

John didn't answer him, but just put one hand on the secrecy law, and his voice was flat but majestic.

"In 1689, the International Act of Secrecy was signed into force."

"In 1693, the Salem Witch Trials took place on American soil, resulting in many wizards being persecuted by Muggles."

"At the end of the 18th century, the witch Dorcas Twelve Trees exposed the existence of the wizarding world to Muggles, which led to the forced transfer of the Magic Congress of America. Since then, Muggles and wizards have had to communicate."

"In the 19th century, with the Bigfoot incident, the magical society once again faced the crisis of being discovered."

John talked about the things that happened in the wizarding world one by one.

Everyone listened quietly, no one interrupted.

"The birth of the secrecy law once protected the wizarding community for a while, and the International Federation of Wizards was born because of it."

After John finished speaking, he looked around the crowd, "However, the International Federation of Wizards, who are too obsessed with the secrecy law, seems to have forgotten its original intention."

"Original intention?" German Minister of Magic Gresham wondered.

"Yes, original intention." John pushed forward the secrecy law.

Secrecy slid across the table to the middle, and he moved.

"We have forgotten that the original intention of this secrecy law is to maintain the safety of wizards, and it is the secrecy law that serves wizards."

He stopped, just in front of Yalefan.

Looking at the white-bearded old man, he narrowed his eyes and said, "It's not wizards who serve the secrecy law."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about, Sir Wick?" The representative of the magic society from Africa expressed his confusion, "Is there any difference between these two?"

"Of course," John nodded, looked at the dark-skinned wizard and said, "The difference is that the law of secrecy should not survive on the premise of harming the wizarding community."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Does the second king want to abolish the secrecy law?

The chairman of the Magical Congress of America immediately stood up and objected: "No, the Secrecy Act cannot be abolished!"

Not only him, but people from more countries are also responding.

The law of secrecy has existed for hundreds of years, and it has become a habit for them to act in accordance with the law of secrecy.

The few present who did not express their views included Gresham from Germany, Roland from France, and Percy from England.

There are also representatives from Eastern countries in Asia.

"I'm not advocating the abolition of secrecy laws," John said calmly, "it's just that the current secrecy laws are not suitable for the current situation."

He walked back to his place, "I want to ask, in your opinion, is the current wizarding world still unknown to Muggles?"

Those who yelled the loudest were about to speak, but they stopped at the edge of their mouths.

Yeah, the Statute of Secrecy protects the wizarding world from Muggles.

But Muggles are not sure if they have noticed what Grindelwald is doing now.

John raised his hand and squeezed the void, and a yellow rubber duck appeared in his hand.

"Does anyone know what this thing is for?"

Mr. Weasley would definitely have spoken out about his problem, after all he had discussed it with Hermione's father.

But now, these elite figures in the wizarding world looked at each other in blank dismay.

"This is called a rubber duck. It's a very useless and useless thing." John put the duck on top of the secrecy law. "The only function is probably to add some fun to the bathtub when Muggles take a bath."

The representatives were dumbfounded.

John looked at them with pity, "Secrecy Act, it does protect wizards, but the long-term isolation keeps wizards ignorant of the Muggle world."

"When wizards were arrogant and arrogant and thought they were above Muggles, no one understood that Muggles only need one command, one button, and they can destroy any part of the world."

His words made the wizards present bow their heads. In the past, they would refute, but now they can't find anything wrong.

"International Federation of Wizards, we should serve wizards, not obsessed with secrecy laws," John said loudly, "We are the managers of wizards, and we serve wizards."

"We need to change and come out of that arrogance," he said meaningfully, pointing his finger at the sky, "power comes first, we need to chase it."

"See your own shortcomings from Muggles, and absorb knowledge from Muggles, instead of blindly avoiding and being arrogant alone."

"It is true that we have magic that cannot be achieved by Muggle technology today, but what about the future?"

"The sky used to be a wizard's paradise, but now the planes above the cities and the submarines under the ocean are all telling us."

"Miracle does not care whether it occurs in technology or magic."

"The weak will be wiped out, and there is no shame in our pursuit of strength."

He picked up the rubber duck, and focused his eyes on it.

"We want to make new changes, starting with making ourselves study like Muggles." John walked up to Yale Fan with a rubber duck and put the duck down, "Their technology, their lives, their weapons."

John said deeply: "The new reform has begun, and the giant wheel named Magic must continue to move forward."

"The New Wizarding Act Bill of 1998," John slammed his palm on the old Secrecy Act with a loud noise, "let's vote, everyone."

He stood there as if touring his territory.

Power will be concentrated after today, in the hands of that young man.

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