The speech was very long. First, they exposed the secrets of the US official secrets, controlled talented wizards, stole secrets, and secretly hunted and killed wizards in their own lives. Then they reviewed the increasingly fierce anti-witch thoughts and violent incidents in various social classes that have been blown up recently. Finally, they

"...seriously violated the Federation and Alliance Charter. If we do not stand up and resist, the rights and interests of the wizards will not be guaranteed, and our children will usher in a more cruel fate than the Middle Ages."

"This country is actually no longer suitable for public activities of ordinary wizards."

"For the above reasons, the International Wizards Federation and the International Pan-Magic Alliance jointly issued an announcement to suspend all exchanges and contacts between other regions and the Americas, including but not limited to travel, visiting friends, graduation trips, participating in international magic competitions, hosting collective activities; stop issuing transnational door keys; cut off the Floor Network; suspend negotiations and suspend all cooperation between the two parties, American wizards will be transferred underground and concealed their identities according to the previous Confidentiality Act; the Federation and the Alliance reserve the right to further speak out and take necessary measures..."

The newscaster on the TV reported conscientiously that there were strong winds, rains and snow outside the window, and the induction cooker in the room sizzled. Fei Nong sat on the sofa, the fat on his body was fixed in long strips, and the remote control in his hand was constantly changing the channel. He could not remember how many times this week he heard similar news on TV. If he added what he saw in the newspaper, he might have heard more than two hundred times from his colleagues.

"... The White House spokesperson said that the wizard who was brainwashed by the official did not exist, but further confirmed that the American Magic France Association has penetrated into the government. According to decrypted information, extremely serious vicious incidents occurred in the 1920s, and it is reported that..."

Change the channel. "The United States submitted the 'wizard management control draft' to the United Nations. The American Magic France will respond positively to this, 'will not compromise.' and ask the other party to hand over the murderer..."

Change the Taiwan again. "International Court speaks out"

"Witch, wizard, or wizard."

Fei Nong kept muttering, and he changed another station angrily.

"The Federation International Trial Office elaborates on the provisions of Chapter VII of the Federation and Union Charter..."

There was a movement at the door, followed by the sound of pushing the door and footsteps. Penny trembled into the house with a net bag full of vegetables and food. Her lips were frozen and purple, her cheekbones were towering, her hair was covered with snowflakes, her long neck was wrapped in her collar, and she was retracted into her shoulders, like a giraffe forced to spend the winter in the snow.

She walked in, glanced at the TV, her lips pursed immediately, but she didn't express any comments. She quickly walked into the kitchen. After half an hour, Penny shouted in the restaurant: "It's time to eat. Come now." Feinon muttered and prepared to turn off the TV. "Insert an emergency message!"

His hands were hanging in the air.

The newscaster was in a hurry and it took more than ten seconds to recover from calmness.

"...At 2:40 p.m. local time, more than a dozen wizards appeared in New York Harbor out of thin air. The group of people had unknown purpose, and a large number of reporters and onlookers poured in. Judging from the scene sent back by the drone, these wizards were wearing the logos of the American Magic France Association and the International Wizards Federation. Do they want to do something to the largest port in the United States? But they all turned their backs to the port, with a solemn expression... There is something under the water, cut the camera quickly!"

Fei Nong stared at the TV intently, not even noticed Penny coming out of the kitchen.

In the afternoon, huge splashes suddenly rolled up on the shimmering water surface in front of the harbor, and huge black shadows gradually surfaced, like a quiet and deep black fish, with its head rising up and becoming clearer. It was a submarine.

A black submarine appeared in New York Harbor. "It seemed to appear out of thin air. The Coast Guard and the staff on the shore did not give early warnings. A small part of the submarine was exposed. At present, my colleagues are stepping up the verification of the submarine number... Judging from the exposed appearance and pictures, it may be used for marine science experiments, God!"

Fei Nong widened his eyes. He didn't bother to complain about the host's fuss. He sat back on the sofa, and made a moan with a yellowing sound. His mind was blank.

The front section of the black submarine was raised abnormally, like a lifeless dead fish, but its size was too large and had a strong sense of oppression. The drone lens passed through the port, and people's eyes were staring at the water surface. The submarine's arc was as large as a rocket waiting to go. Its height continued to rise, and the black shell rushed out of the water surface and rolled up a huge vortex. It completely broke away from the water surface and hung in mid-air.

With a bang, the submarine landed. A big pit was smashed into the ground at the port.

All the people who saw this scene seemed to be like cement ground, cracks like spider webs, and they couldn't help but breathe in. The roar of propellers came from a distance, and the local law enforcement agencies finally reacted.

At this time, more than a dozen wizards guarding the shore suddenly moved. The wands in their hands were like precise scalpels. With the sound of unheard "squeaks", the shell of the submarine was stripped off, revealing its inner face.

As we all know, the inner space of the submarine is relatively small, but the place close to the middle is very empty, which shows its importance. The modified area is divided into three spaces, and the connection is separated by steel and thick glass doors, and the situation inside can be vaguely seen. Only a narrow corridor is retained on the outside. The wizard continued to dismantle the submarine efficiently, and spells flashed by. Wherever they went, the steel pipes and valves fell off. They tore open the walls of special materials like tearing a bag of potato chips, presenting the interior layout in front of everyone. The first two spaces were fixed with instruments of large and small size. Even if no one else could find the corresponding prototype from the TV program. This is a place similar to a small laboratory.

The wizards continued to wave their wrists, and their wrists began to increase. They seemed to be in a hurry and their movements became rough. The iron sheet and pipes were moved aside, including six or seven of them who seemed to be wrapped in amber, wearing white coats for half a minute, and the last thick iron door was opened.

A young man with black hair and blue eyes came out of it. It was Felix, who also recognized him. Thanks to the overwhelming publicity of North American news media, some people regard him as a cult leader. What's amazing is that he also gained a lot of supporters, mostly young people.

Felix's hand was dragged behind, as if he was pulling someone. Soon people near the port could see clearly that it was a child in a hospital gown. Through the drone picture, the boy's pale face could be clearly captured. It was an abnormal pale, and it seemed that he had never been sunny since he was born.

The second one came out was a little girl wearing a sleeveless dress with her eyes dodging. She seemed not used to so many people, and she tried her best to hide her body behind the adults. There were dense pinholes on her arms, half of her hair was bare, her eyes were narrowed, and she had obvious photophobia characteristics.

The port was silent. At this time, six or seven helicopters flew over, hovering above their heads, and machine guns aimed downwards. "Warning! Warning! Put down your weapons, put down your weapons, and surrender immediately."

The voice of their speech ended abruptly. They naturally didn't know how far the thinking hut was covered, nor did they know what it meant to enter this range. Others on the shore looked up at the thin paintings floating from the sky and rolled around by the wind, like movie posters falling from the sky.

...

A total of four children came out of the submarine. Then, Felix made a brief press conference in the face of the reporters who arrived.

"Magic and science are two excellent systems, and there is a possibility of complementarity. I noticed that some scientists have called magic the engine of the next scientific and technological revolution... or key. They are ready to update the existing basic scientific theories... If it is true, unfortunately, some countries may miss it."

"The International Wizards Federation and the International Pan-Magic Alliance safeguard the overall interests of wizards. We respect the laws of any country, just like the laws we have made. The Federation and Alliance Charter emphasizes this point. We will only sit together to negotiate when the two sides have intersections, but in the past few months, we have been fooled and written in blank checks... Conflict? We have avoided conflicts as much as possible, but it does not mean that our children are allowed to be placed on the laboratory bench for blood tests; calmness? I can still talk calmly and not release the fire, which is enough to prove that the wizards still have enough rationality. But as long as this thing continues to happen and the murderer continues to get away with the law, the negotiations cannot continue... Maybe your perception is different from ours?"

"What happened today is just a testament to the correctness of the previous warning. This land is in great danger and is not suitable for ordinary wizards to survive... The Wizard Federation and the Pan-Magic Alliance will do our best to help wizards in need to stay away from this land that sheltered sin. Although they should not have been threatened by security, they established a legitimate wizard regime a century ago."

"Escape from gray? No, they will leave openly... The evacuation time will be about half a month later. If the location is... I think this place is good, spacious and open, and can easily accommodate more than 100,000 people... Haha, it is very suitable for the battlefield."

This is undoubtedly a declaration of war.

The reporters present all heard the implicit sound. The two sides had a conflict before, but they were all accidental. However, this time was completely different. The time and location were determined in advance, giving the government enough time to mobilize the army. This is to do a big fight head-on.

Absolutely big news! The follow-up of this incident was half an hour later, a group of fully armed policemen took over the port, but they tried their best to move the equipment in the submarine, as if they were stuck to the ground. In the end, they could only leave with a white coat with crooked mouths and a few realistic helicopter stickers.

American Magic Hospital.

Felix handed over several children to the therapist, and Horace Glinstingch, who was involved in the rescue operation, whispered: "According to the memory of the previous MP, we followed the clues to rescue twelve groups of young wizards, and even if the rest were left, they would be completely hidden underground."

Felix nodded slowly.

Horace Glinstingch hesitated for a while and said hesitantly: "Mr. Hepp, I don't object to letting the American wizard move underground. It's not much different from before, but it's head-on... The wizard may not have an advantage."

"What are you thinking? You can't use you, just borrow a name."

"Is it the Union's staff?"

"Don't worry. The American Magic France will be responsible for maintaining order. I know you will stay, and even more than half of the wizards will choose to stay, but there are definitely some who want to leave, so they can prepare in advance."

As time passed day by day, the whole world seemed to be quiet. I looked at the land of America with a quiet look. This was the first time in half a century that they felt the shadow of war so close. The prosperous city seemed to have entered the Great Depression ahead of schedule. Countless people drove away. The ships parked at the port disappeared, and only a few guard ships floated weakly.

The gates of the Capitol were closed, and no one knew how fierce the debate was going through. Even the British magic circle, thousands of miles away, was affected. The construction of the new Diagon Alley was forced to suspend, of course, the excuse for the external one was the impact of a blizzard.

Perhaps it was the last tranquility before the war, Felix suddenly found that he had nothing to do, and all negotiations were temporarily put on hold, as if everyone was waiting for the outcome of the conflict. He returned to school, had a good sleep, and woke up to greet the students and professors' surprise gazes. Professor McGonagall appeared as soon as possible and took him away.

In the principal's office

"I really want to fight?" Professor McGonagall asked with a serious expression.

"We don't want to fight, but we have no choice." Felix said: "If we make concessions on such major issues related to principles, not only the American wizard's living environment will be extremely harsh, but it will also cause division... Don't think too simple. The other party will not provoke a full-scale war, at least it will not target all American wizards, but it will win over, spy, and break up and disagree... are what they are best at. If those people succeed, the American magic world will usher in the biggest division in history. This will lead to a series of chain reactions."

"Is there no way to stop it? Once the war begins, it will not be so easy to stop it."

"Don't ask me, I don't know." Felix shook his head slightly and said, "There are too many factors involved in this matter. Ajinbad and I don't want to expand the matter. It's better to limit it to North America, or to be precise, a region of the United States. From a global perspective, both the wizarding and the non-wizarding world are looking forward to a conflict, just like life is worthless... There was Grindelwald before, and many people might still have hope. I mean, in the eyes of those people, maybe I will fight him and die one in the end. But with the promulgation and implementation of the "United Nations and Alliance Charter", this possibility is already very low."

"The establishment of a new order will inevitably be accompanied by bloodshed and conflicts, and face various challenges. If you break through, the whole world will usher in a period of peaceful development, but if you don't break through, it will definitely affect the living environment of American wizards. Even the contract we signed before will have twists and turns in our lives. Fortunately, we have laid enough foundations in the past few months..."

"So you have to fight, face to face, head-on, and eliminate all bad eyes at once."

Professor McGonagall was silent for a moment and said, "Felix, I asked you to come because of another thing."

"What?"

"Don't you dream of chatting with the Sorting Hat? It agreed."

"I didn't dream of what you said, Minerva?" Felix moved his gaze away from the ceiling on the sofa and looked at her in surprise. Professor McGonagall stood up from his seat and looked away from the portrait of the principal on the wall.

"Even Dumbledore can't know all the secrets of this castle, let alone me, but I think if the four founders really leave the key to unlock the secret, the biggest possibility is the Sorting Hat... I hope it will help you."

After she said that, she left, leaving only Felix in the principal's office.

Felix was stunned for a moment, then looked straight at the branch hat on the partition. He stood up quickly, approached the partition and looked at the dirty and gray hat. The hat did not move. He picked it up and shook it, and returned to the sofa, with a nervous expression.
Chapter completed!