I wield a sword at Hogwarts

It makes people sigh and regret.

Maybe many years later, they will meet some outstanding students.

But it is destined to be impossible to achieve the amazingness of John Wick.

…

The Stars Club took John's body back.

Malfoy still can't believe that a good John died like this.

"who is it."

Malfoy was like a wolf that had lost its master, growling and snarling in search of the poisoner.

Cedric stared at John. He didn't believe that John just died like this without any preparation.

Neville, who was supposed to be the most sensitive of them all, was the calmest.

And they knew that Neville just didn't react for a moment.

Among everyone, Neville was the first to meet John.

From that train, they developed a friendship.

It is extremely profound, no worse than any other person.

If John was in Gryffindor, then he, John and Hermione would be the three best friends.

Daphne gathered her emotions and walked to the round table, where John's seat belonged.

It seems that even the Star Society has discovered the death of his master, and the dome today is extremely dim.

The scattered starlight gathered into an envelope that had been prepared and landed on the round table.

"Daphne, pick it up." Cedric looked at Daphne.

Malfoy also set his sights on Daphne.

Neville nodded.

Daphne opened the letter.

"When this letter is opened, it means that I have no ability to move.

This also means that the last chance is here. This is a game, a game made by life.

Therefore, I ask all members of Qunxing Club to fulfill the following words.

Percy and Fleur were already in place, and the fireplace in the Society of Stars led to the Ministry of Magic.

Daphne, I need you to finish my funeral in front of everyone, remember everyone, so that some people can believe it.

Neville and Draco, take your weapons and Cedric take my wand and head from the fireplace to the Ministry of Magic.

Kim will guide you through it all.

The last sentence, Daphne, remember our agreement. "

This is a plan that arranges what will happen next.

When Daphne finished reading, everyone's eyes focused on her.

Malfoy looked at his hands, and Neville came out of his sadness.

Cedric said solemnly: "This is the plan set by John, and we should complete it."

After he finished speaking, the round table opened automatically, revealing the weapons arsenal underneath.

They walked in and all the cupboards inside were opened.

Weapons appeared in front of them one by one. The most conspicuous ones were the four sets of clothes floating in front.

They are all sized to match everyone.

When clothes touch them, they put them on automatically.

The weapons were also flying towards them.

Malfoy had an extra emerald ring and was equipped with an amulet.

Neville saw the Sword of Marvolo coming straight over.

A long box fell in front of Cedric. After opening it, John's wand was inside.

When everything was ready, the three stopped in front of the fireplace.

They looked at the round table, emotions rolling in their eyes, and finally walked into the fireplace.

Everyone left except Daphne and John.

Daphne caressed John's thin cheek, her body was cold and without warmth.

She thought back to the day she found John collapsed.

John made a promise that nothing would happen to him.

She murmured: "If you lied to me, I will never forgive you in my life."

Taking John with her, she held a funeral for John under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students.

The auditorium was lit with white candles, and each student held a candle in his hand.

An atmosphere of sadness permeated Hogwarts.

Students who once called John their patron saint.

Those students who saw John as a target to follow.

Those students who were in love with John.

Without exception, candles are lit and swaying in the starlight.

They walked over to John and placed the white flowers on top.

One after another, John's thin and ugly body was buried.

Only the face covered with black blood vessels and without warmth was left.

Not only students but also professors came forward to lay down flowers.

Maybe they should be thankful that Trelawney isn't here.

Otherwise, how sad would Trelawny be, who regarded John as his successor.

Snape put down the flower, now certain that he had lost a student.

A very good student.

Stupidity will follow him for the rest of his life.

Self-blame sleeps with him.

When it was the third grader's turn to put down the flowers, Pansy's ex-boyfriend saw the lifeless face.

He suppressed the excitement that curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He succeeded.

He is more mature than other students. When the students were enthusiastically following John Wick, he prepared himself for the future.

As an undervalued person, he needs to use some extreme methods to obtain greater benefits.

When Voldemort wanted to poison John, he saw the avenue to the sky.

As long as he succeeds, he will receive huge benefits in the future.

The greater the risk, the greater the reward.

Although he didn't know why the mighty Dark Lord would poison a student, he still did it.

Because only in this way can mixed-race orphans like him get better attention.

He didn't think about why John's best friends were not around. There were always people who were unwilling to accept great sadness.

He confirmed his death and thought about how to inform Voldemort.

John's body was covered with a warm color in the candlelight.

Everyone is watching, the death of John Wick...

Really dead?

A voice that no one could hear came slowly.

【Ding……】

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Chapter 360 Abnormality and the Ministry of Magic

If it weren't for its terrifying appearance and strange characteristics, it must be a very good mount.

Although the Thestrals at Hogwarts had basically never left, when Harry and the others came out of the Ministry of Magic, they still arrived at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic accurately.

That red phone booth.

Several people squeezed in, and Harry's memory was good. He recalled the number when he and Mr. Weasley went to the Ministry of Magic.

After typing, the cold female voice sounded.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and your business."

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood," he rattled off a string of names, "We're here to save Unless you, the Ministry of Magic, have rescued the person."

The only response to Harry was the cold female voice, "Thank you, guest, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes."

Five badges dropped from the coin refund slot, with their names and rescue missions on them.

Obviously this female voice is not a real person.

As the female voice gave her last instructions, the phone booth slowly sank.

Fortunately, Harry and the others didn't have gorillas like Slytherin Goyle and Crabbe, otherwise they wouldn't be able to squeeze into this phone booth.

When they arrived at the familiar golden hall, they found that the place was unusually quiet.

There was no flame rising in the fireplace embedded in the four walls, and the entire Ministry of Magic was not popular at all.

"The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a pleasant stay tonight." The cold female voice sounded for the last time.

The door of the phone booth suddenly opened, and Harry and the others walked out.

There was the sound of running water from the golden Magic Brothers Fountain, and even the person who was supposed to be checking was no longer there.

Harry took the lead and ran down the hall. Although Old Barty felt that some of the equipment in the Ministry of Magic was old and in disrepair, the place was still very big.

The further inside Harry became, the more uneasy he became.

The last time he'd been here, there had been a lot of people coming and going at the Ministry of Magic.

Even if it's close to get off work time, it's impossible for there to be no one there.

Go through the golden gate and toward the lift.

The feeling of uneasiness was getting stronger and stronger, but he still pressed the button underneath because he cared about Sirius.

"Percy works here," Hermione said suddenly. "Ron said he was a workaholic, maybe at this time."

After finishing speaking, Hermione looked at Harry.

Harry said anxiously, "We don't have that time."

Hermione stopped talking after hearing this, and Ginny's thoughts changed.

At the Weasley house, Percy was very nice to Ginny.

After all, there is only one sister in a house full of brothers and sisters.

She looked at the button leading to the fifth floor and silently took note of it.

Luna was like a little dazed kid who strayed into the Ministry of Magic, and Ginny felt she had to protect her.

The lift reaches the Department of Mysteries and the grated gate opens.