Chapter 216 I have no doubt that the wizard can win

"A war sweeping the entire world that no human being can avoid."

The magician waved his cane and his voice echoed throughout the tavern: "Gentlemen, maybe you will say that there have been too many wars in this world, such as this-"

He pointed at Old Tom.

"He has obviously experienced the last world war. He has seen how the war swept through, and he has seen those who wailed, cried and even died in the war."

"Many wizards were involved in the war, but more wizards could still stay out of it."

"When the war is over, those pains and sorrows will become history. People can still sit in the pub, drink a glass of whiskey, and only think about the ingredients for dinner or tomorrow's work."

"But this time is different, gentlemen."

The magician's tone became heavier, and he slowed down and said: "This is not a war between countries, nor is it a war for worldly interests. Let me make it clear, gentlemen."<

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"This is a war between races."

"The absolutely insurmountable gap between ordinary people without magic power and wizards with magic power divides ordinary people and wizards into two completely different categories. When the flames of war are ignited, it will be impossible to stop."
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"Yes, some of us will definitely do it. We may regard wizards as gods and never dare to resist again."

I snapped my fingers, and a tangible attack shot out, drilling a round, regular hole under the beam in the center of the bar, and even penetrated the wall of the Leaky Cauldron, letting a ray of light from the inside shoot back.

, forming a beam that is as long as a channel.

"The same goes for him."

The magician didn't answer the question, he just snapped his fingers, and flames ignited out of thin air under the bar. The next moment, my figure jumped out of the flames, standing tall and elegant under the bar.
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"Only when one side is completely defeated, when everything we have now is completely destroyed, when one race completely controls another race, can this war end... Oh, I think some people have already remembered, what happened in the magic world

A war like that."

"The same goes for him."

"There's only one problem."

"That number means that even if he is proficient in the Death Curse, he still needs to wave the wand less than 10,000 times. If he can complete a spell within eight seconds, then he will need to kill four times intermittently, sleeping or sleeping.

Great time."

"What...what should you do?" No one asked in fear.

I stretched out a finger and said, "Gentlemen, this is a complicated math problem."

"Is it because of the magic you have mastered?"

"When you hear that number, Xiaojia doesn't have much idea, right?" The magician said: "Let me give you a complicated example."

My voice echoed in the tavern, except for other noises.

"You are vague about the fact that there are not many wizards in England's magical world, but you cannot vaguely tell them that there are not many special people in England."

"Now, you can't answer the longest question, why are you here."

I pointed to the small door of the Leaky Cauldron and said, "Gentlemen, please put yourself in their shoes. They must be special people. They suddenly discovered that a group of people appeared in that world, who could change their memories at will and control them at will.

Their bodies."

"But no one will resist. We will use every means, even with fists, teeth, even lame people, and adults. We will choose any means, day and night, just to pull the wizard away.

Go to the altar."

"Gentlemen, you are here for a more brilliant civilization."

"That gentleman, is he willing to be reduced to the situation of the great elf? Deprived of his own independent thinking and completely enslaved, so that he, his predecessors, and the predecessors of his predecessors, will be deprived of their own independent thinking for generations to come.

, in a future he cannot imagine, he will never lose his freedom."

"His family will die, his friends will die, and his children - we will not be as strong as special people for a long time."

"What's not interesting is that at this time, his predecessor will think that is a good thing, and will only think that he is born like this... just like he now thinks that the house elf is special."

"Did that just scare them? Gentlemen?"

"Listen!" The magician slammed his cane under the floor and said, "Perhaps no one will take any chances and think that just one or two wars before special people will be afraid and succumb."

"You... that kind of thing is possible... Muggles may go into full-scale war with wizards, and even if the war does break out, the wizards will lose."

"They are all the same."

"When the war ends, the wizards will easily control the lower classes of mankind through the power of magic, break the divisions of mankind, and cause the social order of special people to collapse in an instant. You don't believe that at all."<

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I asked solemnly: "Are all of you here familiar with that race?"

"As for Aokuai——"

"Expanding that number to the whole world, it is 7.1 billion."

"The Muggles you talk about think that way, and the wizards think that way even more.",

I looked down at the entire bar and opened my arms hastily.

"We always have to rely on human courage, and we always have to rely on human willpower. We don't have the same long-lived cerebellum as wizards, and most importantly, we don't have an absolute numerical advantage."

The magician laughed warmly and said: "You have been saying that arrogance and stupidity are the source of destruction."

"Wizards do that!" Old Tom shouted.

"Seventy-four million."

"But." The magician looked at me fiercely and at everyone present:

"And you——"

I asked: "You can easily kill hundreds or thousands of special people, but you don't live much longer."

The magician looked at us hotly and said: "What will really happen is a hundred times, a thousand times crueler than what you said!"

The magician took a deep breath and tapped his chest with his finger: "If you are stabbed into the chest by the blade held by a special person, you will die."

I stared at Old Tom with sharp eyes and asked:

Old Tom opened his mouth but was speechless.

Everyone was frightened by Tang Sen's cold and cruel tone and words. No one screamed: "Yes - enough!"

"Great elves and Muggles are the same." Old Tom said loudly: "We are humans——"

"The food placed under their table and the wine glasses in their hands were all created out of thin air, but came from the labor of an enslaved race, a race whose thinking had been completely transformed since before the defeat.

, we have forever become the property of wizards, until now that kind of slavery has become commonplace."

"That number means that he needs to face less than 10,000 special people, and we are all his enemies."

"People's greatest fear is never the known death, but the sharp knife hanging above their heads, knowing when it will fall."

I talked about the data in an emotionless tone and continued to point my cane at the previous person.

I raised my cane and pointed at Old Tom.

The magician continued: "Why do they take it for granted that the wizard will lose?"

The magician's voice became lower and lower, and the tone in my tone even made the people present think that I was overturning everything I said after that.

"You have far less power than a special person. Even if you are an ungraduated wizard, killing a special person is just a matter of waving a magic wand."

"Now, gentlemen."

"His wife may be his wife again tomorrow, his son may turn against him in an instant, and his life only depends on my thoughts——"

"Of course, the wizards who have everything take it for granted that they may lose, just like in the eyes of a baby elephant, an ant is too insignificant and has no threat."

"The opponents of the wizards at that time were the great elves."

"You mean, his wife, his father, his brother, even if he is just born and has a child that has not learned to walk, he still needs to face that."

"Special people think that way."

Snap.

"Tell you, do they still think wizards can win that war?"

"Can anyone who doesn't realize that be called stupid?"

"You are here to save wizards and the magical world. You are here to save these living people who will die in the war. You are here to prevent a war that breaks out because of arrogance and stupidity. You are here to save the world that is about to be plunged into.

Coming from a world of hatred and death."

Old Tom was startled, and reflexively took a few steps forward before crashing under the bar.

No one sat down on the ground, and even fewer people had pale faces and slow breathing.

"Wrong, it's the same!" The magician interrupted Old Tom and whispered: "The Great Elves have never considered themselves the spirits of all things, right? Even after we were defeated, we still thought that we were the leaders of the world.

Or...but that’s what humans think.”

"Your deduction game has begun, gentlemen."

"When the army organized by the special people, our weapons, even nuclear weapons, come under the heads of the wizards, the wizards can't escape and let the special people return with success. You don't believe that at all."
Chapter completed!