Mike had actually expected the reactions of Sclinger and the Muggle Prime Ministers, and what he did not expect was that his behavior caused a stir among ordinary people in the wizarding world.

In this short week, almost all mainstream newspapers, including the Daily Prophet, were frantically condemning the Masonic act of serious violations of international confidentiality laws.

Of course, since they didn't know that this was done by Freemasons, they used the 'mysterious wizard group' to refer to it in all their articles.

Under the guidance of these articles, public opinion quickly exploded, and for a moment, the "mysterious wizard group" became the target of everyone in the entire wizard society.

Mike didn't care about this. After all, Voldemort is the focus of everyone's attention now. As for the "Mysterious Wizard Group", this is just a small matter compared to Voldemort. If nothing unexpected happens, everyone will soon forget this matter.

But what Mike didn't expect was that under such great public pressure, the mixed-race and Muggle-born wizards who have always acted as invisible people in the wizard society suddenly became angry.

They gathered in the Ministry of Magic to protest at any time, and after the report of the Daily Prophet, the demands of these people were made public.

It turned out that many of these people's relatives were also affected by the wave of the Death Eaters' announcement attack, and some of them even had their relatives in the damn Liverpool territory.

Due to Voldemort's pressure and the constraints of international confidentiality law, they could only watch their relatives suffer.

Originally, they were all desperate, but the so-called "mysterious wizard group" gave them new hope!

The ‘Mysterious Wizard Group’ saved their family!

This made countless Muggle-born wizards and mixed-race wizards rejoice. There is no doubt that this "mysterious wizard group" has become their hero.

In this situation, how could they tolerate the so-called mainstream media slandering their heroes?

Now all kinds of tabloids are getting rid of their glorious tradition of spraying the Ministry of Magic when they encounter problems. Turning the gun head to the Ministry of Magic was a mess.

It has even pushed this matter up to the sensitive topic of bloodline contradiction, and the reason is that this Voldemort incident was essentially caused by bloodline contradiction.

Mike was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.

He originally just wanted to borrow this to leave a good image in the minds of the wizards who could fight for it, but who knew that this had even set off such a wave.

Now, since the mixed-race and Muggle-born wizards are already standing together at this moment, it will be easier to deal with Voldemort in the future!

And just as the wave of public opinion was intensifying, the war planned by Mike also began as scheduled.

...

Underground at the Dolphin Factory, Mike, wearing a black combat uniform, was patrolling the elite wizard group of fifty people in front of him.

Most of these people were senior combatants who had passed the previous night at the Ministry of Magic. Only a few of them were newly added, so Mike was very confident about their combat effectiveness.

Moreover, almost all of these people are wizards from Muggle-born, and Mike did not hide from them what Masonic did in the past week, so they all knew very well that Masonics had the ability and willingness to protect their loved ones!

This made their morale even more high!

Looking at the uniform and high-spirited bodies, Mike nodded with satisfaction.

In addition to these fifty elite wizards in today's combat plan, there are also many Masonic members with strong combat capabilities, including Arthur. In Mike's plan, it should be enough to sneak attack the unknown pure blood family.

Of course, in order not to expose the existence of the Freemason, everyone, including the fifty wizards, wore magic masks to cover their appearance.

"Are you all ready?"

Mike shouted seriously with his eyes.

What responded to him was the sound of certainty like a tsunami below!

These just fifty people actually exerted the momentum of hundreds of people!

Mike nodded with satisfaction, then pointed his wand at the huge fireplace beside him, and ordered:

"Then let's go!"

This time, the huge response did not appear again. The combat wizards, after receiving the order, said nothing and walked over the fireplace in neat steps.

Looking at the silent team, Zhou Hong slowly leaned against Mike and asked with some concern:

"Can we win?"

His words stunned Mike, but then a smile appeared on Mike's face.

He had already had a definite answer to this question, that is, he would win this battle!

You know, his own strength has grown to a very terrifying level, and now he can almost pick up taboo black magic like Li Huo.

With this kind of combat power, as long as the opponent does not have a legendary wizard, then his side will almost win.

And just when the other party really has a legendary wizard, he can also call Dumbledore for support.

Although Dumbledore is now seriously injured, the lean camel is bigger than a horse, and even if the opponent's legendary self and Dumbledore join forces with each other, they will inevitably lose.

As for whether the other party will have a wizard who is stronger than Dumbledore?

If Zhou Hong really dares to ask about this question, then Mike will definitely make his stomach hurt!

You must know that this is the real world, not a fairy tale!

If someone really has combat power that surpasses Dumbledore, he will not go out to make trouble and become famous, and he will stay in that small family as a guardian?

Let’s tell a story!

As Mike thought so, the smile on his face became more and more presumptuous.

Zhou Hong, who was standing by, had a strange expression when he saw this. He even wondered if his president had something wrong with his spirit.

After gritting his teeth, Zhou Hong attached himself to Mike's ear and said softly:

"Mike, do you remember what happened to me before in the Ministry of Magic?"

Zhou Hong's words pulled Mike back from his fantasy, but the content of the other party's words made him confused.

"You said you would talk to me about this matter back, but you seemed to have forgotten it." Zhou Hong said with a resentful look on his face, "I was a little uncertain at first, but now it seems that you really forgot it!"

"Well, that's just an accident..."

Mike wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Zhou Hong halfway through.

"What I want to tell you is that I have made new discoveries about my abilities! After I transform, I can control dementors and ghosts! If you need them later, I can transform at any time!" Zhou Hong said with a mysterious look on his face, "Shh! I know you have many questions now, but now is not the time, do you know? After the battle is over, let's have a good chat!"

After saying that, Zhou Hong caught up with the large army in front of him, and Mike originally wanted to chase him and ask clearly, but looking at the troops that had basically completed the teleportation, he finally gave up this idea.

Zhou Hong is right. You can ask about such things at any time. It is your most urgent task now to finish this tough battle!

But it is more likely that Zhou Hong is letting him go before deliberately adjusting his appetite to revenge himself!

Thinking of this, a helpless smile appeared on Mike's face under the mask, and then he stood up and stepped into the fireplace surrounded by the team members!

...

In a swamp in the eastern part of Yingguo, a gray bird was standing on a rotten wood floating above the slush and pecking at the insects in the swamp.

But the next moment, it felt as if it felt something and suddenly turned its head and looked at a solid ground not far away.

"It's a snap!"

Only a crisp sound of firecracker explosion was heard, and then one figure after another in pure black combat uniform appeared on the ground!

Seeing this, the gray bird looked very humane and surprised in its two brown eyes, and then it flapped its wings as if it was frightened.

However, the next moment, as a man in black shot out a green beam of light on the open space beside him and hit it straight, the bird that had just taken off lost his life and fell into the quagmire.

"Report, the enemy reconnaissance unit has been killed!"

Listening to the report of his team members, Mike nodded with satisfaction and shouted:

"All units should pay attention, we have entered the enemy territory, be careful of concealment, and start acting!"

With Mike's order, although the team members around him did not respond, they activated the phantom body function on the combat uniform and entered a semi-invisible state.

Immediately afterwards, under the cover of the hazy sunlight in the evening, Mike and his teammates transformed into erratic phantoms and moved forward quickly on the swamp.

What is strange is that their strong and fast pace did not leave any steps on the soft swamp. If this scene was seen by others, it would inevitably be another new legend of ghosts.

However, I believe the owner here would not mind that there is such a legend about the night walk of hundreds of ghosts in his territory. After all, this wide swamp is already a famous ghost place.

After all, there is a place where wizards live, and those wizards, especially pure-blooded wizards, always like to use those strange supernatural phenomena to scare those muggles in order to make the group of muggles feel awe of them.

As time goes by, everyone's speed slowly slowed down.

This is not because everyone has no strength, but because as they get closer to the target, there are more and more magic traps in front of them.

These traps are arranged in a very hidden way, and some of them are even buried directly in the mud under their feet. If they were ordinary wizards, they would definitely not be able to detect them. But Mike is different. Now his mental power has soared to a terrifying level while constantly using meditation to exercise. In the face of this intensity of mental power, those traps are as obvious as street lights at night.

But even with the timely warning of Mike, the team's speed of progress was still greatly slowed down because there were too many traps, and it took a lot of time for everyone to get around!

So, it was not until the moonlight was high that Mike and others finally arrived at their destination, the dilapidated hut located in the center of the swamp!

It was a two-story hut that was so weird that it could not be added. No, strictly speaking, it should be just the remains of a hut, because the hut had almost been corroded by the erosion of the moisture in the swamp over the years!

Mike was almost certain that it must have been built with magic. After all, there are no buildings in this world where wooden beams and walls are rotten and still exist!

Mike stopped in front of the building's wreckage, and everyone behind him stopped seeing this.

"Mike, have we been to the wrong place?" Franklin asked with a puzzled look, "This place doesn't look like a place where people can live, let alone hundreds of people!"

Mike gave him a angrily glance, sighed before explaining:

"Do you still remember our Masonic secret realm?"

Franklin was not a fool either. He understood as Mike reminded him and said quickly:

"You mean that the pure blood family base we are going to attack this time is actually in an unknown secret realm like our Freemasonry base, and the ruins in front of us are the place to enter the secret realm?"

"Tsk tsk, it seems that there is something in your head. That's right, this is the initial teleportation point of the Pure Blood Family Secret Realm, but this teleportation point should have not been used for a long time. After all, those pure-blood wizards usually use the door keys when entering the Pure Blood Realm." Mike nodded and said, "You should have seen it from the dense magic traps on the outside just now. This teleportation point is protected by those Pure Blood families. It's really a pity that Kingsley can find this place!"

"I'm afraid their security measures are more than just magic traps?" Benjamin, who was standing beside him, suddenly said, "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a gatekeeper next to this 'door', right?"

"You're right, and there are quite a few of these guards!"

Mike's face was carrying a strange smile. While smiling, he stretched out his hand and made a grip in the direction of the ruins.

"Cruff! Boom!"

Under everyone's surprise eyes, the ruins that could have roughly seen the shape of the house suddenly became distorted and deformed under Mike's movements, and finally turned into a pile of rotten wood, and even made a ball by Mike.

As the ruins finally calmed down, the swamps around Mike and others became boiling, and bubbles were rolling on the mud, as if some creature was trying to drill out under the swamp!
Chapter completed!