Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

London.

Countermeasure Bureau.

Hundreds of special combat troops were fully armed and lined up in a square formation, standing under the stage.

A moment later, a whirlpool appeared on the high platform, and a round-faced woman with short brown hair stepped out of it.

All the special forces members immediately held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

Celica Wood, the top executive of the Countermeasures Bureau, is the first vanguard against the gods. She looks soft and cute, but is fierce and resolute. It is said that she is a terrifying witch who can make fire dragons pee with just her eyes.

At this moment, Celica, wearing a dark green military uniform, looked around at the crowd below and said, "Everyone, you are the most elite force in the Countermeasures Bureau."

"You have fought countless terrifying monsters, monsters, and even gods."

"You have stepped through mountains of corpses and seas of blood and are still active today. Each of you has strong abilities and will, so I chose you to complete this arduous task!"

"We are engaged in a war. This war is related to the survival of mankind. It is related to whether we survive as an independent race or as slaves. To win this war, we must gather all our strength."

"But sadly, we are not a whole. There are countless people who are willing to be the lackeys of the gods, and there are also some people with evil intentions who want to blackmail us and hold us back at this critical moment of life and death."

"We will not allow this to happen. Therefore, before the decisive battle with the gods, we must clear away those obstacles and eliminate those human dregs."

"This is the cause of the current battle. On the frontal battlefield, we have suppressed their power, but next, we still have two things to do."

"Teams 1 to 10 come out!"

Suddenly, ten teams stepped out of the square formation.

Celica looked at the more than thirty team members, waved her hand, and countless black feathers fell into the hands of those people, "You form a special operations team and perform the first mission. Lucas will tell you the details. Let's go now. !”

Following his words, the black feathers in everyone's hands suddenly flashed with countless electric lights, and with a crack, more than thirty people disappeared.

At the same time, in the beautiful country of Washington, everyone appeared one after another. At the same time, a cold female voice came from the ear, "I am Lucas. The special operations team is now under my command. Your mission is to find the hiding place of the president of the beautiful country. Land, get the nuclear code box and completely eliminate the nuclear threat."

After sending the special operations team away, Celica waved her hand again, and hundreds of feathers fell into the hands of the remaining team members.

"Everyone is left to perform the second mission. Capture the Magical Congress of the Beautiful Country, establish a transnational floo portal, and put our soldiers into the battlefield."

"Now, let's go!"

…

New York.

Woolworth Building.

The Magical Congress of the Beautiful Country is in chaos at the moment.

"The Soviet Union and the United Kingdom have declared war on the beautiful country! Now they are attacking No-Majs!" A wizard with a scarf on his head shouted, "Did you see it? Those gray machines! Guide eggs! World War! It's about to start again. Got it!"

"This is not a world war! Sir!" Another wizard was wearing a well-dressed suit and a monocle. "This is an invasion of the No-Maj world by wizards! Don't tell me, you think this is just an invasion of the No-Maj world. War! Can’t you see that those beams of light are magic?!”

"This is Murphy's army!" someone shouted, "The so-called Countermeasure Bureau has used the killing curse beams falling from the sky many times!"

"How on earth did they send the wizard to the sky and then release such a powerful killing curse?" someone asked.

"It is said that there is something called a rocket, which can send something called a flavor star to the sky. I guess those wizards must be hiding in those flavor stars."

"Enough! Quiet!" Suddenly a wizard burst into the conference room with a letter in his hand and waved the letter, "A letter from the President of the United States asking for help. He asked us to immediately mobilize with all our strength to protect him and the officials of the United States. Safety."

"President?! Why can a No-Maj order us?!" a wizard said disdainfully.

"We have never had any contact with the No-Maj government, how could the president know about our existence?" someone asked.

"More than a month ago, the president came to the Woolworth Building in person," said the Chairman of the Magic Congress. "He has some kind of magical energy. He is no longer a No-Maj."

"Believers of the gods?" someone asked hesitantly.

"It should be."

These wizards are not ignorant of the outside world. The existence of gods has appeared in many places. Apart from Murphy's black magic, the only ones that can give No-Majs magical power are gods.

"God...are we going to help that god?" A dark-skinned wizard looked around dissatisfied, "How many of the people here are believers?"

"But we can't just watch No-Majs being killed by Murphy, right?" A short and fat witch said, "They have no power to resist under the attack."

At this time, a young wizard stood up and said, "So, why do you think you can help?"

"What?" The pudgy witch stared at him dissatisfied, "We have hundreds of wizards here! If we unite, we can..."

"Ha, it's the same thing again..." The young wizard interrupted the other party disdainfully, "You are just stupid. You always think that you and Murphy are the same. You think that as long as you are a wizard, you can do what the other person can do. Those things.”

"As everyone knows, the gap between humans is sometimes even greater than the gap between humans and apes."

"In the eyes of Mr. Murphy, you are just a group of frogs sitting in a well and looking at the sky."

"James wouldn't say such a thing! Who are you?!"

The young wizard smiled, took out his wand, and touched his body a little, eliminating the deformation effect of the polyjuice potion and revealing his true appearance.

Under a head of short light blond hair, the wizard looked down at everyone with a pair of gray eyes proudly, "I, Draco Malfoy, am Lord Murphy's messenger. I came here just to ask about your decision, beautiful Is the Magical Congress prepared to obey Mr. Murphy and fight against the gods together, or is it prepared to stand on his opposite side and become an accomplice of the gods?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a countdown made of smoke and clouds appeared in front of everyone.

"You only have ten seconds to make a decision. Oh, it's nine seconds now."

"Are you kidding me?" Looking at the countdown of only a few seconds, the wizards felt Murphy's contempt.

How could such a momentous decision be made in just a few seconds?

Suddenly a wizard pointed out the window and downstairs, "What is that!"

Hundreds of soldiers, armed to the teeth with live ammunition, appeared on the street downstairs with a burst of lightning sparks. The wizard had good eyesight and could even see clearly a raven-like armband on their black equipment.

"Yes, the Countermeasure Bureau..." the wizard suddenly shouted, "They are preparing to attack the Congress..."

The Chairman of the Congress also noticed the group of soldiers and immediately drew out his wand, "Defense! Prepare to defend!"

"It's such a pity that your decision-making skills are so poor." Draco looked at the countdown that was about to reach zero, snapped his fingers, and a black raven appeared out of thin air and landed on his shoulder, ignoring the witchcraft congress. The anti-Apparition spell existed and instantly transferred him.

Outside the gate, ten mortars were quickly set up. Celica glanced at her watch and waved her hand, "Destroy the magic bullet! Fire!"