Chapter 594 Multinational Ministerial Summit

"You!"

The French Minister of Magic was instantly furious, and was about to rush towards Mike.

Of course, this was just a pretense, he was not stupid enough to challenge a legendary wizard.

He thought that since he was so excited, the others around him should have pulled him back.

But something embarrassing happened. Instead of pulling him back, the other ministers around him looked at him with eyes that looked like they were watching a good show.

Under the gaze of everyone, the running speed of the French Minister of Magic gradually became slower and slower, and finally suddenly turned around and ran back to the corner where he was standing originally.

This funny scene caused a burst of laughter in the palace, and even Mike himself was amused by the behavior of the French Minister of Magic.

To this, he could only say, you are worthy of it! French guy!

And in the midst of this laughter, a sudden explosion sounded.

The laughter stopped immediately, and everyone looked at the woman with the cigarette that made the explosion with surprised eyes - the President of the United States Magical Congress: Catherine Picquery.

Picquery stood up from her seat and said expressionlessly:

"Is it really that funny? McTownley, laughing at the Minister of Magic of your neighboring country, is this the attitude you want to show us?"

"I think you'd better take care of your own business first!" Mike grinned and said, "As far as I know, some people still have shit stuck on their pgs now!" As

soon as Mike said this, the palace instantly became quiet, and the other Ministers of Magic around couldn't help holding their breath, fearing that they would suddenly speak out and disturb the confrontation between the two big guys.

Picquery's eyes twitched slightly, but she quickly adjusted her mood back, and then she began to laugh wildly, laughing and saying:

"Are you talking about the civil unrest in the American wizarding world? You don't think I really care about the chaos created by those animals? If I want, I can wipe them out at any time!"

Picquery didn't lie, and Mike, as a master of Legilimency, knew this very well.

At the same time, combined with some of the situations he has learned recently, Mike even thinks that Picquery and the families behind him have been deliberately indulging Carlisle and others to create chaos.

The purpose is to consume the various war materials produced due to overcapacity.

Those big families don't care about the American wizarding world and the wizards living there. They sell various war materials to the Magical Congress of the United States on the one hand, and sell the same things to Carlisle and his rebel organization on the other hand, making money from both ends, making a lot of money from the war.

To be honest, these practices are very similar to the United States in the Muggle world, but the United States in the Muggle world is smarter. Not only will they make this kind of war money, they will also set the battlefield in other countries, so that they can preserve their interests to the greatest extent.

While Mike was thinking, Picquery launched again.

She stared into Mike's eyes and said fiercely:

"Don't think I don't know, Mike Townley. It's you who has been secretly supporting that damn vampire! Do you think you can defeat us by doing this? Dream on!"

After saying that, Picquery grabbed the pipe and took a deep puff, then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.

Then something shocking happened.

The cloud of smoke condensed in the air and began to twist and deform, and finally turned into a huge human hand that raised its middle finger to Mike.

Looking at the middle finger, Picquery laughed again, and the sharp laughter echoed in the wide palace, which seemed so harsh.

The expression on Mike's face also became ugly. He stared at Picquery, and his fingers moved slightly, and he saw that the big hand of smoke moved again. It turned around at a very fast speed, suddenly pinched Picquery's neck and lifted her up.

Waves of painful sobs came from Piquilli's throat. She kicked her legs hard and used her hands to pull the smoky hand to get out of the trap, but the smoky hand was as firm as an iron clamp.

Gradually, Piquilli's sobs began to become weaker and her face gradually turned pale.

It was not until then that the ministers of magic from various countries around reacted. Some of them looked at Mike in horror, and some tried to use magic to deal with Piquilli.

Unfortunately, although they tried their best, they still failed in the end.

The magic of the legendary wizard is not something that their magic attainments can solve.

In the end, the white-bearded old man who led them could only look at Mike again and said anxiously:

"Mr. Mike Townley, please forgive Catherine, she is just too excited."

Looking at the people around who were either terrified or nervous, Mike knew that his purpose of establishing his authority had been achieved, and he had no intention of killing Piquilli directly here, so he raised his hand and waved it as if nothing had happened.

"Puff!"

The smoky hand disappeared instantly, and Piquilli fell to the ground with a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Then, Piquilli began to cough while holding her neck, and the ministers around her anxiously leaned over.

Mike adjusted his tie and said to everyone with a smile on his face:

"Now, let's get to the point of this meeting. Who has any objection to my becoming the Minister of Magic of Ying Country?"

Mike's voice was like a bell, instantly attracting everyone's attention, but before they could speak, Mike continued:

"Don't rush to answer, think carefully, the one standing in front of you now is a legendary wizard, are you sure you want to be an enemy of a legendary wizard?"

Mike's words made everyone's faces, which were not very good to begin with, even more gloomy.

Legendary wizard, this is a term that makes people feel headache.

It's not that they really can't deal with a legendary wizard. In fact, as long as they are willing to pay the price, they can still try to imprison or kill a legendary wizard. Grindelwald is a good example.

But the problem is that this is a losing business.

The price they need to pay to destroy a legendary wizard is not commensurate with the benefits they can gain. If they can, no one is willing to do such a stupid thing.

But the current situation is that they have a reason to fight against such a legendary wizard as Mike Townley.

For a moment, the palace became quiet again, and even Picquery's painful cough was deliberately suppressed by her.

Looking at the hesitant expressions of these guys, Mike's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt.

This is completely different from what he expected.

Logically speaking, these guys should have no reason to resist him. After all, who is the Minister of the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo has nothing to do with them. Anyway, it can't affect them. They should directly recognize Mike's right to rule as they did to Chris at that time.

But now, they hesitated.

For a moment, Mike was a little confused, but soon, he had to come up with a guess that could fully explain everything in front of him.

'Is it because of my policy of supporting Muggle wizards that these Ministers of Magic are so hesitant? '

Mike's eyes suddenly lit up.

These Ministers of Magic in front of him are basically all pure-blooded nobles.

It can be said that what they are standing here now is not only their respective Ministry of Magic and their families, but also the interests of the entire pure-blood wizard class.

And Mike promoted egalitarianism in Ying Country, which caused great losses to the interests of pure-blood wizards in Ying Country's magic world.

In Mike's opinion, these guys must be afraid that Mike will be a crazy idealist GM, who wants to promote his egalitarianism to every corner of the world, thus causing the status of pure-blood wizards around the world to plummet.

It is precisely because of this that they are so uncharacteristically disgusted with Mike becoming the Minister of Magic in Ying Country.

After figuring this out, Mike's originally gloomy face also bloomed with a smile. He paused and said to everyone:

"I know what you are worried about, but your worries are completely unnecessary. I don't care what happens to the Muggle wizards in your country. In fact, the so-called egalitarianism is just an excuse for me to take the position of Minister of Magic.

So, express your position quickly, don't hesitate."

Hearing this, the ministers of magic of various countries looked at each other, with doubtful expressions on their faces, especially Picquery, who even ignored the pain in her neck and looked up and rolled her eyes at Mike.

However, her action was quickly stopped by the old man with white beard. The old man with white beard stood in front of Picquery and looked at Mike for a long time. Then he nodded and said:

"I believe you, Sir Mike Tonley, and I don't need you to sign any contract, but I hope you can remember what you said here today. It will be good for both you and me."

After that, the old man saw Mike nod, and turned to look at other Ministers of Magic.

After looking around and seeing that no one objected, he pointed at Mike and said in a solemn and solemn tone:

"Now, Mr. McTownley, I declare in the name of the President of the International Federation of Magic that we recognize your rule over the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country. The Ministry of Magic of Ying Country, which you lead, will have the same rights and obligations as in the past."

As he spoke, the old man suddenly paused and continued:

"Especially obligations! Mr. McTownley, in view of your previous record of serious violations of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, I have to solemnly remind you and invite you not to commit it again. I hope you can abide by it."

"As you wish, sir."

Mike said expressionlessly, but in fact he was already very happy in his heart.

He came here this time to listen to their nonsense, and even swallowed his anger in order to restore the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country's foreign trade and entry and exit and other rights. Only after having these rights will his Ministry of Magic of Ying Country truly become a complete country and develop at a more astonishing speed.

As for abiding by the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy?

Don't be ridiculous. Mike doesn't care about the feelings of the International Confederation of Wizards. As long as there is profit, these things can be violated.

But the first oath of not promoting egalitarianism can be observed.

Anyway, Mike is not interested in that set of things. He just wants the labor of Muggle wizards.

As for the labor of Muggle wizards, he doesn't need to rely on promoting egalitarianism to obtain it.

As long as the life of Muggle wizards in the magic world of Yingguo can get better, Muggle wizards who are oppressed and discriminated from all over the world will automatically come to Yingguo and willingly accept Mike's exploitation, which is slightly better than that of other pure-blood nobles.

The more Mike thought about his calculations, the happier he was, and the more his mouth corners rose.

The white-bearded wizard and other ministers also smiled sincerely when they saw this, which shows that this matter has been entangled in their hearts for a long time.

While laughing, Mike suddenly remembered something else, and immediately put on a serious face and said to the white-bearded wizard:

"By the way, do you know what the mysterious containment object is?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the palace, which had originally become joyful, stagnated again. The ministers of various countries all looked at Mike with horror, as if what he just said was something horrible.

After a long silence, Picquery, who had recovered, chuckled disdainfully, and then Mike looked at her with displeasure.

Picquery, who was stared at by Mike, froze instantly, her face flushed, and she seemed to want to continue to say something, but after a long stalemate, she said nothing.

Finally, it was the white-bearded wizard who stood up. He stood in front of Piqueri and said to Mike:

"The so-called mysterious objects in storage are actually the general term for those mysterious objects that have been contained by the Ministry of Magic.

As for mysterious objects, that is our name for those powerful magical objects that we cannot understand.

No one knows how these mysterious objects appeared, and no one knows who made them. They may be a pen, a grass, or a person. In short, they can be anything and are everywhere.

The only thing we know is that they all have very strange powers.

Of course, there are differences between mysterious objects. Some mysterious objects are very dangerous, enough to cause huge disasters, while some mysterious objects are beneficial and can be used to benefit mankind.

One of the important responsibilities of the Ministry of Magic when it was first established was to collect these mysterious objects, contain and imprison those that are harmful, and make good use of those that are beneficial.

Originally, your predecessor, the Minister of Magic, should have informed you of this matter after you took office. This is a very old tradition. Unfortunately, some unexpected situations occurred in your generation. "

Mike nodded. The situation described by the white-bearded wizard was similar to what he guessed.

When the other party saw Mike nod, he continued:

"Of course, there are more things I need to tell you about the mysterious object. Anyway, there is still plenty of time, so please listen to me slowly. "