There are too many weeds, and it’s time for John to fix them.
After the snowflakes fell and covered the Silverhand Manor, the snow-covered scenery added a bit of coolness and softness to the mansion.
"I think you should use the fireplace instead of using it as a Floo."
Tang Mi rubbed his hands and exhaled a white breath.
Because John has the constitution 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 was a werewolf, he couldn't wear a suit freely in the winter.
"Tang Mi, you are a wizard, you should know how to think of your own solution." John glanced at Tang Mi.
Since investing the money in the club, Tang Mi has become more and more interested in taking advantage.
He was looking at some of the International Confederation of Wizards' bills over the years.
Basically it's nothing painful or itchy.
The entire International Confederation of Wizards exists for the purpose of the Statute of Secrecy.
They firmly support the law of secrecy, and it can be said that apart from exposing things outside the magical world, it is not a big problem for them.
The International Federation of Wizards did not intervene in the wizarding war in Britain at the time.
This feels very confusing.
"The International Confederation of Wizards is not for the Statute of Secrecy, but for wizards."
John caressed the ring, a silver and alexandrite ring.
He raised his right hand, and the silver ring turned into a limited glove covering his 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 and convene a meeting of the International Federation of Wizards."
"Okay, sir." Tang Mi couldn't wait to walk out.
He felt warmer outside than in the house.
John shook his head helplessly and put his hand on the table.
The biting chill rushed toward his palms.
After a while, the snowflakes covering Silver Hand Manor melted.
John opened his eyes and a breath of white breath came out of his mouth.
All the cold air was sucked into his body.
On his chest, lines and circles surrounded a square like an oak tree.
After absorbing the cold air, some lines appeared on the square, which disappeared in an instant.
...
Ministry of Magic.
The lobby of the International Federation of Wizards offices.
John saw Dharma Alex Belby also present at the scene.
The honor-obsessed Potions Master is a member of the Wizengamot and is also eligible to participate in this meeting.
"John, you haven't come to see me for a long time." Damo Alex's face was full of resentment.
Ever since John took Slughorn to victory, he had been suffering from insomnia for several days.
Every night in the middle of the night, he would wake up from his dream, sit on the bed, look at the ceiling aimlessly, and utter a sentence.
"No, he must be sick. He is trying to steal a student's partner."
For him, there was nothing more painful than watching the second Order of Merlin leave before his eyes.
If he hadn't been sane, he might have bombarded his dear teacher with shouting letters.
John saw Damo Alex and smiled: "It's been a while, but there are some things I hope to talk about alone after the meeting."
As soon as Damo Alex heard this, his eyes burst into light.
"We must talk, you must not go back on your word!"
The meeting was about to begin, and Damo Alex turned back three times, fearing that John would let him go.
John was also a little speechless. These potion masters who came out of Slytherin were all of the same virtue.
I guess the only outlier is Snape.
The meeting was held.
John sat in his seat.
He will take it out.
This Code of Secrecy is the foundation of the International Federation of Wizards.
And when he took it out, all the wizards present were stunned.
They knew the ambition of this second king and also knew how powerful this second king was.
However, when seeing the secrecy law, some people still couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Wick, what does this mean?"
John didn't answer him, he just pressed one hand on the secrecy law and conveyed it in a calm but dignified voice.
"Signed and entered into force in 1689."
"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 Twelvetrees exposed the existence of the magical world to Muggles, which led to the forced transfer of the Magical Congress of America. From then on, Muggles and wizards had no choice but to interact."
"In the 19th century, with the Bigfoot incident, the magical society once again faced the crisis of being discovered."
John talked about things that happened in the magical world one by one.
Everyone listened quietly, no one interrupted.
"The birth of the Law of Secrecy has protected the wizarding community for a period of time, and the International Federation of Wizards was born because of it."
After John finished speaking, he looked around at everyone, "However, the International Federation of Wizards, which is too obsessed with the law of secrecy, seems to have forgotten its original intention."
"Original intention?" German Minister of Magic Gresham wondered.
"Yes, original intention." John pushed forward the confidentiality law.
The Statute of Secrecy slid to the center of the table 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, right in front of Yalefan.
Looking at the old man with a white beard, he narrowed his eyes and said, "It is not wizards who serve the secrecy law."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Wick?" The representative of the magical society from Africa expressed confusion, "Is there any difference between the two?"
"Of course," John nodded and looked at the dark-skinned wizard and said, "The difference is that the law of secrecy should not survive at the expense of the wizarding community."
As soon as this statement 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 according to it.
Among the few present who did not express their opinions were Gresham from Germany, Roland from France, and Percy from England.
There are also representatives from Eastern Asian countries.
"I don't advocate the abolition of the confidentiality law," John said calmly, "It's just that the current confidentiality law is not suitable for the current situation."
He walked back to his seat, "I want to ask, in your opinion, is the current magical world still unknown to Muggles?"
The ones who shouted the loudest were about to speak, but they stopped when the words reached their lips.
Yes, the Statute of Secrecy protects the wizarding world from Muggles.
But the Muggles are not sure whether they have noticed what Grindelwald is doing now.
John raised his hand and pinched it, and a yellow rubber duck appeared in his hand.
"Does any of you know what this thing is used for?"
If it were Mr. Weasley, he could definitely tell his problem. After all, he had discussed it with Hermione's father.
But now, these elites in the magical world looked at each other.
"This is called a rubber duck. It's a very useless and useless thing." John placed the duck on top of the secrecy law. "The only purpose is probably to put it in the bathtub to add some fun to Muggles when they take a bath."
The representatives were speechless.
John looked at them with pity, "The law of secrecy does protect wizards, but the long-term isolation makes wizards know nothing about the Muggle world."
"When wizards were arrogant and thought they were superior to Muggles, no one understood that Muggles could destroy anywhere in the world with just one command and one button."
His words made the wizards present couldn't help but lower their heads. In the past, they would have refuted, but now they couldn't find anything wrong.
"International Federation of Wizards, we should serve wizards instead of being obsessed with the law of secrecy," John said loudly, "We are the managers of wizards, and we serve wizards."
"We need to change and come out of that arrogance," he pointed his finger at the sky, saying meaningfully, "Power is supreme, and we need to chase it."
"See your own shortcomings in 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 was once a paradise for wizards. Now the planes over the city and the submarines under the ocean are all telling us this."
"Miracles don't care whether they are technological or magical."
"The weak will be eliminated. There is no shame in our pursuit of strength."
He picked up the rubber duck and focused his gaze on it.
"We are going to make new changes, starting from making ourselves study like Muggles." John walked up to Yalefan with a rubber duck and put the duck down, "Their technology, their lives, their weapons."
John said deeply: "A new reform has begun, and the giant wheel called magic must continue to move forward."
"The 1998 New Wizarding Law Bill," John placed his palms heavily on the old Secrecy Law with a loud noise, "Let the vote begin, everyone."
He stood there as if patrolling his territory.
Power after today will be concentrated and in the hands of that young man.
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