I’m Really An Alchemist

Through the New York Marching Movement, Zhou Qi already knew what Grindelwald wanted to do.

This incident is the beginning of a new era.

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"Should we continue to be silent?"

"What else can we do?!"

"Forgetting Potion..."

"Don't think about it, no matter how strong the effect of the forgetting potion is, what we have to face is 9.63 million square kilometers and 280 million No-Majes!"

At the Magic Congress of New York, such quarrels have become the norm.

The appearance of the parade, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, caused the entire Magical Congress to be divided, and even different voices appeared within the department.

Some support the Magic Congress to use the Unforgivable Curse to control the No-Maj government, thereby stabilizing the situation.

There are support wizards who take this opportunity to appear in the No-Maj world and declare their existence.

There are quarrels between different opinions, and even the same opinions are divided, some tend to be radical means, some tend to moderate means.

At the moment of the parade in New York, the Magic Congress is in complete disarray, becoming a place of chaos where only quarrels and spoofing are possible.

The president's office.

The president of the Congress sat silently in the chair. In the luxurious office, there were only a few people, all of them at the core.

"The No-Maji government knows about the magical world. Our top priority is to contact the No-Maji government to deal with the current problems together."

"I don't agree. The Magic Congress has never communicated with the No-Maj government since its inception. We are different from other countries. If the White House knows about the existence of magic, who can be sure that they won't look at the power of wizards?"

Even at the core level, there are differences of opinion.

Maybe it's because of interests, maybe it's because of ideas, but because of this top-down disagreement, things continue to get worse, and the Magical Congress has done nothing.

Maybe they didn't know what to do, so they blamed each other.

"President, what do you think?"

Someone looked at the silent president of Congress.

The president of the Congress was expressionless, his eyes swept over the expressions of everyone's Qi Yi, and he sneered in his heart.

In this case, no matter what decision he made, it was a mistake to favor either side - he stood up, just took on the fault of this big mistake, and then was abandoned by the trend.

This point, whether it is the No-Maji government or the magic government, is no exception.

But what can he do?

As the president of America's Magical Congress, he must take over this responsibility.

He took a deep breath and said, "Just..."

Bang! !

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and an excited assistant walked in.

"President, Professor Dumbledore is back!"

The president of the Congress stood up suddenly, with ecstasy on his face, ignoring the meeting, and strode towards the outside.

In the office, everyone has different expressions.

Some were happy, some were uneasy, but they all squeezed out smiles and followed the president of the Congress away.

The news of Dumbledore's return lifted the spirits of the Magic Congress. The hall was overcrowded, and the wizards walked out of the office one after another, placing all their hopes on this legendary wizard.

At the door, Newt escorted Dumbledore closer.

Everyone noticed the abnormality of the white wizard. Compared with the neatness before leaving, Dumbledore, who was supported by Newt, looked tired, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was several decades old.

"The professor heard the news from New York and rushed back after overrunning his physical strength."

Newt explained to the crowd, "I have already told the professor what happened here."

Everyone was stunned.

The President of Congress walked quickly out of the crowd to meet Dumbledore.

"Professor, do you need a break?"

Dumbledore waved his hand and said tiredly, "No need, now is not the time to rest."

"The Wizarding Parade and the New York Parade are both Grindelwald's conspiracies, and even Congress has Grindelwald supporters, which is why we are always half a step behind him."

The president of the Congress was startled and turned to look at everyone in the hall. Everyone's expressions were complicated, as if they were all traitors.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "I understand, Professor, you go to rest first, I will take care of things here!"

The appearance of Dumbledore tipped the scales.

The white wizard nodded, grabbed the chairman's arm wearily, and said, "When necessary, you can cooperate with the Muggle government. This matter can no longer be controlled by the magical world alone."

The President of Congress nodded gently.

He had long had the idea of ​​contacting the No-Maji government. When Dumbledore was helped to rest, the president of the Congress held a short meeting and decided on three steps to unite with the No-Maji government, cover up the magical world, and clear his memory.

Dumbledore's influence is so great that no one objected to the unity of thought.

The President of Congress finally had a meeting without quarrels, and at the same time felt a little ashamed that he still needed to borrow Dumbledore's authority, but he had not yet waited for him to arrange the task.

A confused wizard broke into the meeting site.

He was also holding a No-Maji world newspaper in his hand, and his expression was in a trance, his expression was as complicated as seeing Godzilla dancing to the Pure Land of Bliss.

The President of Congress took the newspaper and glanced at the headline.

His face turned pale, and he leaned back on the chair feebly, his expression ranging from shock to fear to despair.

"Mr. President, what's the matter with you?"

The assistant leaned up nervously, helped the president of the Congress, and glanced at the No-Maji newspaper.

He was equally stunned.

"California State Government Announces the Existence of the Wizarding World, Creates a New Law, and Recognizes the Seven-Year Education of Wizards"

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Chapter 469 Chapter 110 New Era

The California version is updated as follows:

1: Wizards belong to a special profession, no distinction is made between high and low occupations, and they are protected by California law

2: After graduating from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a wizard needs to apply for a wizard's license in a local town, with an education equivalent to a high school diploma

3: Do not use magic to commit crimes, and do not use magic to control your mind. Violators will be dealt with according to the newly added Magical Crime Law

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76: The University of California, Stanford University, California State University, and California Institute of Technology offer magical research courses. After graduating from Ilvermorny, wizards can continue their studies.

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in the White House.

Clinton rubbed his eyebrows, put down the newspaper in his hand, and was full of shit.

Magic, wizards?

Is it a special April Fool's Day event?

"What's going on, can anyone explain it?" He raised his head expressionlessly, with wrinkles appearing on his forehead.

In the office, stood America's core executives.

Director of the Central Intelligence Agency, Secretary of State, Cabinet Member.

Everyone's expressions are very complicated, and their eyes can't help but fall on the newspaper.

"Mr. President, it's my dereliction of duty." The director of the intelligence agency who has always taken the blame took the initiative to stand up and bowed his head and said, "During the New York parade, I already received the news at that time..."

Clinton hummed and looked at him dissatisfied.

The Director of Intelligence was sweating profusely: "At that time, I received information that there were no spies in the New York parade... They were marching for magic. I didn't report it in order to confirm it."

In fact, when the wizard parade first appeared in New York, the CIA staff in New York had already received the news.

Because of the repulsion of magic and electricity, there are only witnesses to the wizard parade, and there are no photos and videos to confirm that the CIA intelligence personnel did not see it with their own eyes, and only regarded it as a farce.

Magic, wizards?

We are the CIA, not the fabled District 51!

Not even a paranormal investigation team.

They didn't take this parade seriously until the second wave of the parade movement broke out, with hundreds of thousands of people participating, tens of millions of people eating melons, and the super parade that brought the city of New York to a standstill. This issue is also reported truthfully.

As a result, the director of the intelligence agency scolded them severely.

He would rather believe that the New York Parade was the operation of foreign spies, than that magic and wizards exist.

Then California announced the Wizarding World.

His face was swollen!

The face can be swollen, and the blame can only be taken down. The director is full of remorse, who knows that he will be backstabbed by the California government.

Clinton sneered and glanced at the flustered director before looking at the assistant.

"How did the governor of California respond?"

The assistant turned over the report in his hand and replied softly, "Mr. Governor said this is a joint decision of their state government."

America is a federal system. Fifty-three states have independent legislative, judicial and law enforcement systems, but they must abide by federal laws.

California's new law, no problem.

As long as the state government makes decisions, as long as their new laws do not violate the Constitution and federal laws, the federal government cannot block them.

Recognizing the wizarding world and recognizing the status of wizards is not a violation of federal law.

"Is there really magic in this world?"

Clinton looked at the Director of Intelligence again.

The agents of the CIA are all over the world, and they are all-pervasive, making a name for themselves.

It would be interesting if they didn't even know magic existed.

The intelligence chief's legs were almost weak when he was stared at.

They really don't know that magic exists in this world.

The magical world is too secretive, and it is aided by the Forgetting Curse and the Confusion Curse. Even if CIA agents accidentally find clues, they will forget it the next day.

Crack!

There was a sudden burst of bubbles in the office.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the abnormal sound, but they saw that the space was distorted, and two figures appeared out of thin air.

This strange scene made everyone's scalp go numb.

The intelligence chief even subconsciously stood in front of Clinton and roared, "There is an intruder!!"

boom!

The closed door was pushed open, and bodyguards in suits rushed in quickly. They quickly drew out their pistols, and based on their experience, they aimed at the two strangers in the office vigilantly.

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The intelligence chief's mouth was the size of an egg, and the other high-ranking officials and aides had fearful eyes, tried their best to shrink their bodies, and ducked back.