I wield a sword at Hogwarts

He forgot that his godfather was an Animagus dog.

Bill tried to break the spell again, but to no avail.

Podmore said helplessly: "I'm going to turn into a dog-man, just like a werewolf?"

He felt his neck was itchy and subconsciously scratched it with his feet, almost breaking his tendon.

He wasn't flexible enough to put his legs around his neck.

The three little ones felt a chill, and Hermione whispered: "Only John can probably solve this."

She said and everyone looked at her.

Bill hesitated for a while and then said, "Can you ask John Wick if we can't just watch him turn into a dog."

Hermione and John were the only friends in the room. She bit her lip and said, "I don't know if John will help. You know, he hates others offending him."

Harry looked embarrassed. Didn't this mean that he fell down on John's lawn?

In short, no matter what, hope is pinned on Hermione.

She wrote a letter and asked to borrow Ron's owl piggy.

Piggy flies out of Grimmauld Place and then...

Parked outside Grimmauld Place.

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(Chapter 4/4)

Chapter 273 Entering the door and destroying the painting

Apparating to Grimmauld Place, John straightened the hair that fell to his face.

"Is it time to get a haircut?"

The black hair grew to the corners of his eyes, which John felt was a little bothersome.

Maybe it would be more comfortable to change your hairstyle.

Looking around, Grimmauld Place is a street located within London.

Most of the nearby residential buildings are old residential buildings with mottled walls that look like they have strong traces of time.

John walked over one by one and stopped when he passed No. 11.

"The Red Loyalty Charm is indeed an excellent magic."

The traces were hidden, and it would be difficult to find the Order without the Secret Keeper informing them of their location.

Just as he was thinking this, John saw an owl appear out of thin air.

The owl swayed in the sky twice, then flew towards John.

"Hermione?"

Reaching out his hand to stop the owl, John was stunned. The letter was from Hermione.

He looked up to where the owl had come out.

I wanted to ignore it, but a sense of violation appeared in my heart, like someone eating from the toilet, full of strange feelings.

Walking further, he saw the house number No. 13.

"Error? No." John walked back and forth several times and read the letter in his hand.

It mentioned that someone was bitten by Tom and now has a kind of rabid dog disease, hoping that John can help solve it.

And also noted that he was not a bad person.

"It was the wizard who was bitten that day." Knowing the whole story in his heart, John showed a meaningful smile on his face.

"This letter couldn't have come at a better time."

He raised his hand and pressed it on the envelope. Because it was mailed from the house not long ago, there was some connection with it.

The magic of idealism is so magical. John closed his eyes, grabbed the owl piggy that wanted to fly away with one hand, and took a drop of blood from the piggy's paw.

Black threads spread out from the fingertips of his right hand and wrapped around the piglet, causing it to make frightened movements.

The owl has a special ability that allows it to find the person it is looking for.

Using this ability and the connection in the letter, John continued to deduce it in his mind, and he repeated an address.

12 Grimmauld Place.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a black arc of light flashed from his eyes.

Standing between No. 11 and No. 13, a house seems to squeeze out suddenly.

A dark door and a serpentine knocker appear.

Let go of the struggling piggy and fly towards the house that suddenly appeared.

John's body exuded a black aura like smoke.

The letter suddenly burst into flames. He came to the door and rang the doorbell before the letter was burned out.

A sound like an electric bell rang, and John looked at the house.

"If it weren't for Dad and Owl, I wouldn't be able to find this place even if I turned London over."

After waiting for a while, the envelope was almost burned out.

There was a click of the door opening from behind, and a young red-haired witch stuck her head out and complained: "Please stop using the doorbell, you know what will happen."

The words stopped suddenly. Tonks was stunned and asked, "Who are you?"

"I think you should let me go in first."

Smiling and stepping in, Tonks subconsciously stepped aside.

Just before the envelope burned, John walked through the door.

Originally, he had thought of just breaking open the door when no one opened it.

"Tonks, what idiot used the doorbell!"

I was in a meeting when the doorbell woke up my mother's portrait.

Sirius asked angrily as soon as he finished dealing with the mad portrait of his mother.

When he saw John, his angry expression froze.

"John Wick?" he asked confused.

The sound was a little loud, making the voices in the conference room quiet.

…

Piggy flew back and stood on Ron's shoulder, accusing him of something.

"Little Pig, why did you come back so quickly?" Ron was surprised by the speed of Little Pig's return.

Hermione asked uncertainly: "Did you send my letter to John?"

As soon as John was mentioned, the piggy stretched out his feet and accused John of his evil deeds.

Just then, Sirius's voice came.

Harry hesitated: "Did I hear it wrong?"

Ron also had the same expression, a little confused.

Hermione screamed and said in surprise: "It's John."

"But, but there is a Loyalty Charm here, so it's impossible for him to come." Harry murmured to himself.

Hermione had run out.

Harry and Ron had no choice but to follow him out. When the piglet saw that his master didn't care about being injured, he flew around the room to vent his anger.

Passing by the staircase wall covered with house-elf heads, they saw the boy standing on the porch.

John Wick.

Only then did Sirius realize something, his expression changed, and he asked, "Did someone tell you the address?"

The secret keeper here is Dumbledore. Did Dumbledore tell John?

"Sirius, we haven't seen each other for a while."

John smiled and said: "Do you remember that you chased a Muggle?"

"Huh?" Sirius frowned, thinking of the Muggle who couldn't catch him, and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

John's smile disappeared and he said coldly: "My father has received a lot of care from you."

After saying these words, Sirius' expression changed drastically.

John suddenly raised his left hand, and Sirius's chest was hit by a force of impact, sending him flying backwards.

The patterns on the shoe's upper glowed, and John held his right hand in the air, and the Silver Wake sword appeared.

He was so fast that even Tonks, who was nearest, didn't react until later.

"stop!"

There was a loud shout, and even if John didn't raise his head, he knew that there were at least three wands pointed at him.

At this time, the sharp sword blade had already cut open Sirius's cheek and pierced the wall.

Looking up, John's eyes flashed with amusement.

"Professor, I didn't expect you to be here too."

People from the conference room came out, Moody, Lupin, Snape, Mr. Weasley and the dark-skinned purple-robed wizard.

Snape didn't take his wand and asked in a deep voice: "John, why are you here?"

"Unfortunately," John stepped on Sirius's left rib, shrugged, and said easily, "My father was attacked by two wizards here some time ago. I'm still wondering which daring guy it was."

"That Muggle who escaped is your father?" Snape was stunned.

What a coincidence, they happened to be seen by a Muggle that day.

Tonks, who came out to clean up the blood, didn't recognize Watson Wick.

Sirius should have known him, but when he was in the third grade, he was looking at his godson and didn't even notice Watson Wake.

This is very embarrassing.

Snape also didn't know what to do.

John's father almost had the Oblivion Charm cast on him.

His angry behavior seemed understandable.

Lupine said, "Sorry, we didn't know that was your father."

"My father was so scared that he didn't dare to go out for several days. He even thought he was cursed and was about to die."

Talking nonsense casually, the sword of Silver Wick flashed with cold light.

John glanced at several people with dangerous eyes and said calmly: "This is not something that can be solved by just apologizing."

Sirius said angrily, "It was obviously me who was injured, your father shot me."

"Oh?" John mocked: "I'm really sorry."

"Okay, John Wick, we are all companions." Moody said gruffly, "The fact that you are here shows that Dumbledore trusts you. He asked you to cure Podmore's rabid dog. ?”

John looked strange, "That may not be what you think."

He didn't have Dumbledore's invitation, but came in by finding clues on his own.

Hermione's letter was a big help, it was a kind of invitation in disguise.

"John, Sirius!" Hermione walked downstairs and saw John trampling Sirius under his feet.

Harry was about to rush over, but Ron desperately stopped him.

"Calm down, did you see what he was holding in his hand? Your head is definitely not as hard as that thing."