With the three dragons taking the lead, the rest of the dragons roared and rushed towards the square. Their huge wings flapped, and the airflow caused the flags in the sky to rustle. Although the wizards knew that Harris was not crazy enough to let the dragons hurt them, the intense sensory stimulation made them forget to breathe, and their heartbeats quickened.
The dragons grew bigger and bigger, and when they got close to the top of the Ravenclaw Temple, they circled around and sat on the top of the temple, looking down at the people below.
"The armor on these dragons … is mithril?!" Greece's Stefanos was the oldest among all the officials. He, who had a good family background and held a high position, could not believe his eyes when he recognized the material. "There's actually so much mithril that it can be used to make armor for a few fire dragons …"
After knowing that it was mithril, the eyes of the other wizards turned red with envy. Mithril was not only good at conducting magic, it was also stronger than steel, but also as light as a goose feather, and its luster would not fade with time. It was something to be proud of, but Harris actually used it to make dragon armor, and three of them at once!
Vasil of Bulgaria had his back pressed tightly against the wall. With such a powerful lineup displayed in front of them, he, who had some understanding of Muggles, understood that this was clearly a demonstration of Britain's military prowess. Many of the ministers already had their own speculations, and there was no doubt that Harris wanted them to be aware of this point. Harris wanted them to know that apart from the top combat power, these conventional forces were also the world's best. He believed that Britain intended to use this as a pretext to oppress and threaten them, to fight without a fight, and to use force to pressure the countries involved to submit to the pressure …
The ambassador felt cold sweat seeping out of his back, and he started to walk to a place where there was no one around. His legs were obviously weak, but he was anxious to contact his country and did not care about it. He did not have the mood to think about betraying his minister for his own benefit. He just wanted to use alchemy items to report the situation to his country as soon as possible so that they could give him a better way to appease the British.
As a German wizard, Goebbels had seen many things in Germany after Grindelwald's havoc, but now he had to admit that this was the biggest obstacle he had ever faced in his political career. But for the sake of his country, he knew that he had to bow his head. With heavy steps, he approached Daisy. His head was lowered, and his body seemed to be much shorter than Daisy. With a hoarse voice, he begged in a low voice, "Director Harris, please give us a little more time. Let us sit down and discuss this matter. This is a serious matter, and I can't make this decision on behalf of the country … Please make an exception, at least let them be prepared …"
"I think now you can hurry up like the Bulgarian ambassador." Daisy did not give Goebbels any face. "My father is coming, and he's almost at the square. Maybe you can talk to him later."
Not long after Daisy's voice trailed off, a small group of young Auror separated from the parade and quickly ascended the platform from the left and right sides. These Auror stood on the platform every three steps, facing the square. They stood solemnly on the steps, performing the duty of a guard. Obviously, they were tall and handsome, and were deliberately chosen to be the temporary guard of honor.
The Ministry of Magic, who had been preparing to cast Omniscient Online, began to guide the foreign representatives on the platform outside the temple to sit on the blue bronze chairs on both sides.
A loud car horn sounded in the sky, and a well-maintained vintage Bentley 8L broke through the clouds in the southern sky. The two headlights were very dazzling under the sunlight.
It slowly descended in the direction of the parade, as if it did not stir up a trace of dust. It landed steadily from the air to the ground, glided for a distance, and made a handsome turn to the left side of the Ravenclaw Temple.
The door opened, and the three Aura wearing the H94 uniform Owen, Albert, and Penello got out of the car. The Wolf Mother and Viktor, who had been waiting with the armed forces of the Red Umbrella, immediately saluted.
After returning the salute, Owen adjusted his cap and walked steadily with Albert and Penello to the small platform in front of the temple, right below the giant eagle.
The Omniscient Eye under the giant eagle's claw seemed to have been activated, and a beam of light gently illuminated the small area on the platform, making Owen the focus of the wizards on the scene.
Owen took the lead and raised his hand to the armed wizards below the platform, and gratefully performed a wizard salute.
The Magus army below seemed to have received a signal, and with a whoosh, they returned Owen's salute in unison. Every Magus had a solemn expression on their faces, and they looked at Owen with obedience in their eyes.
"My loyal compatriots, you have gathered here to seek justice, so we will not use the clichéd and hypocritical opening …" Owen's voice was loud and clear in the commercial square.
The audience was silent, and the atmosphere was almost stagnant. Only Owen's voice could be heard echoing in the square.
"The tragedy that happened in the International Wizard Duel Competition in Greece a few days ago was a rare murder recorded in the history of wizards. They despicably assassinated my son Allen and disguised the assassination of Harris to cover up their true intentions. They carried out the crime of anti-wizard and anti-magic, causing countless innocent wizards, regardless of nationality, gender, and age, to lose their lives in that fire." Owen's hands rested on the rostrum, which was similar to the style of the new principal of Hogwarts. "Even the lovely Vice-Principal Fleevy of Hogwarts, who I want to be the Spell Professor for most people, was sacrificed because of this. Those scheming foreign forces are still trying to shirk their responsibilities and deceive you to cover up their own despicable plans to weaken the strength of other countries and achieve their own despicable goals …"
The Auror combatants and even the Umbrella Armed Sorcerers did not say anything, but many of them were enraged by Owen's infectious tone. Their chests heaved up and down, and their breaths quickened. It took them a few breaths to calm down.
At this time, Owen's words had made their stance clear. Vasil, who realized that the situation was not just about forcing their country, gripped the armrest of his chair so tightly that the veins on his hands were bulging. He leaned forward and asked Daisy in a panic, "Director Harris, what is your country planning to do with such a large-scale military parade?"
When the representatives of other countries heard Vasil's question, they also looked at Daisy, wanting to know Britain's intentions from her.
Goebbels' face was so pale that there was no trace of blood in it. He knew what Owen's words meant. It was as if a freezing spell had been cast on his heart, making him feel cold and hopeless.
"What are we going to do?" Seeing Goebbels' panicked expression, Daisy suppressed the hatred in her heart and said in a low voice, "You will hear it soon."
"But their conspiracy has been exposed! You will carry the anger of countless wizards and use your bravery to avenge those innocent victims. Thank you, salute you! " Owen bowed again to the wizards below. "Now tell me, tell the German and Bulgarian ambassadors next to me, what are you thinking now?"
"Punishment!"
"Revenge!"
"War!"
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