Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

2 hours is a long time, and a short time is indeed quite short.

While everyone was waiting nervously or expectantly (?), the two hours quickly came to an end.

At this time, in the meeting hall on the top floor of the central tower of [Dalaran], the bodies of the prisoners have been transported out for burial, and various instruments used for live broadcast have been removed, making the hall empty again.

stand up.

Some important personnel in [Dalaran] were sitting on both sides of the speaker's table at this time. They were all sitting upright, and the atmosphere was very serious. Most of this serious atmosphere radiated from William who was sitting in the chair.

Previously, after Bell caused such a big incident again, William, who was outside the world, immediately put down all the matters in his hands and rushed back as if his buttocks were burning.

After running all the way to the top floor of the meeting hall, William finally met his eldest son, who was not easy to worry about. Looking at Bell's nonchalant expression, William almost lost his temper and killed his family.

In fact, if Shanna hadn't been sitting next to Bell at that time, William might have actually taken action.

"Bell! What on earth is going on!"

William roared angrily, and the spit foam sprayed out several meters away.

Leaning back in fear, Bell looked at his father with an innocent face.

"What's going on?"

'What's going on? Could it be that my father just had a nightmare? Why do you ask so confusedly when we meet?'

Bell thought unconsciously.

"What did you say it was! Stop pretending to me!"

William hoped that everything he had just seen and heard was just a nightmare. However, the protagonist of the 'nightmare' was right in front of him, and he couldn't deceive himself even if he wanted to!

"Okay, okay, I understand. Dad, don't be so angry. You will scare little Al. You sit down first."

Bell helplessly spread his hands and compromised.

"How can I not be angry! Also, what does this have to do with Al? Don't even think about using your brother as a shield!"

William was ready to strangle Bell to death. This bastard used to use his sister as a shield every day, but now he didn't even intend to let go of his infant brother. Is he still a human being!

Facing his father's questioning, Bell said nothing and just pointed behind him.

William turned his head in confusion, and then he was horrified to find that his wife was standing behind him holding her youngest son. The youngest son was curled up in his wife's arms, looking at him with fear in his eyes.

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"No, my dear, when did you come? And Al, it's dad, your dearest dad. Don't be afraid, dad will not hurt you."

William's expression changed suddenly, and even Bell felt that his father's IQ had dropped a lot in an instant.

"William! How many times have I told you not to yell at home! Look at you, Al is scared!"

Elena glared at her husband angrily, then hugged her youngest son, walked around her husband, and sat next to her children.

"..."

Seeing his wife also running out to stand up for that bastard Bell, William almost cried out of breath.

Don’t be such a bully!!!

(Actually, Elena just came up to have a look, otherwise she wouldn’t have brought Al with her when discussing business matters.)

Fortunately, with the burden of being the head of the family weighing on him, William finally resisted.

Stepping hard and walking to Bell's side, William's eyes widened.

"Um!?"

Seeing this, Bell shrugged, stood up obediently, gave up the throne to his father, and ran away to cool off.

"snort!"

Seeing that Bell was still sensible, William's anger and jealousy subsided a little. He sat on the chair and said in a deep voice:

"Tell me, why did you do this?"

It was fine that the entire city was brought to its knees when the spies were captured before, but is it necessary to publicly execute those spies?

And he was executed publicly in front of everyone in the world!

Does this bastard know how much public pressure this will bring to the Menethil family?

Sure enough, he should have insisted on letting Bell, a bastard, inherit the position of head of the family. In that case, he wouldn't need to worry about these things now.

Moreover, what the hell is that ‘destructive blow’ mentioned at the end! Bell doesn’t really intend to make the whole world an enemy, does he? And can such a thing really be done!?

"Why?

Isn’t it common sense to convince the other party first and then go to the negotiation table to negotiate?”

Bell said with an innocent face.

"..."

Because Bell's expression was so innocent, William didn't know what to say for a moment.

Is there such common sense?

It seems to be there, but it also seems to be not there... So is it there or not?

"But you can't declare war on more than a dozen powerful forces at the same time! And that's just the Muggle forces. You also sent notices to several wizarding organizations!"

Let’s just assume that this kind of common sense exists for the time being, but even so, we can’t do things so ‘boldly’!

"So...what's the problem?"

Bell looked at his father in confusion.

This is really not that Bell jumped, but that he wants strength, resources, and strategic depth. He has what he wants now. It can be said that on the current earth, he wants to go sideways.

You can walk sideways, and if you want to climb upright, you can climb upright. So sooner or later, you have to deal with those guys, so he packed them up at once, saving time and effort, how great!

"Of course... Bell, tell me the truth, what level has your current strength reached? Have you surpassed Dumbledore, Voldemort and others?"

In William's opinion, the most powerful wizards in the wizarding world for thousands of years have been Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort.

But even Grindelwald, who was at the height of his power back then, could not really completely conquer all the Muggle forces. Bell is so confident now that he rules out the possibility of losing his mind and going crazy. Then the only thing left is that Bell's strength has already

More than the above three people, even far more.

To be honest, it was hard for William to believe that his son's strength had reached a level beyond his understanding, but from the usual scattered news, he instinctively felt that maybe things were really that outrageous.

Facing his father's question, Bell smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand.

Magic power emerged from Bell's palm and gathered into a miniature earth model above his palm.

Then, Bell's fingers were slowly closed, and orange-red cracks appeared on the earth model. Hot lava flowed out of the cracks, igniting forests and grasslands, and raging fires spread across the entire surface of the earth, and even the sea

It started to boil, black smoke filled the air, and the whole planet looked like a doomsday scene.

‘Bang!’

Finally, when Bell's palms were completely closed, the battered earth model could no longer bear it and burst into pieces, scattered into pieces of large or small debris, flying away in all directions.

After the presentation, Bell withdrew his hand, leaned back on the chair and looked at his father, with a playful smile on his lips.