I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Basil took the letter and tilted his head.

John opened the window for it and it flew out.

The Great Hall at Hogwarts was damaged, and although it can be repaired, it will take some time.

As compensation, John invested a large sum of galleons in Hogwarts.

They were at Silverhand Manor at this time.

It was also the first time for Malfoy to come here, and he saw that this place was no worse than his own home.

Cedric was also shocked with his mouth wide open, even though he knew that John must be very rich as Johnny Silverhand.

But when you see this kind of place directly, it still feels exaggerated.

As for why the two of them are here?

Cedric has graduated and needs to find a job.

"You don't want to play professionally?" Malfoy was a little confused. "With your skills, you can train in a club for three to five years, and you may still be able to officially play."

That mouth made Cedric really want to punch him.

What do you mean three to five years of training when your skills are so poor?

"Quidditch is not my goal," Cedric said. "I want to study Transfiguration in depth."

Malfoy was surprised: "Are you still interested?"

"His transfiguration is the best in the seventh grade." John flipped through the heavy book and said, "Professor McGonagall also praised him."

"Okay." Malfoy shrugged.

Although Cedric's father felt that his son had a better future in the Ministry of Magic or Quidditch, he still chose to respect his son.

Because his son found an investor, Mr. Diggory knew that his son did not need to worry about making a living.

Malfoy asked, "So you want to go to Uganda?"

Cedric plans to go to Uganda to study transfiguration in depth. The transfiguration there is more diverse than at home.

He was going to stay there for a few months.

So come ahead and talk to John.

At the same time, he can also pay attention to foreign trends.

The current mainland is temporarily calm, but the two Dark Lords may come back one day.

Cedric wanted to strengthen himself as soon as possible, and Malfoy had the same idea.

So Malfoy also came to look for John.

It was just unfortunate that John was temporarily unavailable to help Malfoy train.

"I can recommend someone to you. He is definitely the best teacher."

John said, looking through the window at the gardener below.

Barty Crouch Jr.

Although he has been cleared, little Barty seems to like this job very much.

Never underestimate people who have obtained twelve certificates.

Malfoy reluctantly accepted the suggestion.

After settling everything, John handed the silver mask to Jin, "When I'm not around, you manage everything."

Jin was silent for a while and asked: "Is it really safe to put the Holy Grail in Hogwarts?"

His concerns are normal. After all, both Voldemort and Grindelwald want to get something like the Holy Grail, which can continuously produce elixir of life.

"Hogwarts may not be the safest place, but it is the best choice."

John said meaningfully: "Besides us, there is no one else who would not want anything to happen to the Holy Grail."

Kim nodded.

John left Silverhand Manor.

Before leaving, he went to a secret room in the garden.

When he left again, he had a new wand.

With a wave of his wand, he disappeared into the garden.

…

This summer, John returned to his home.

Privet Drive.

As soon as John got home, he saw Watson packing his luggage.

"Where are you going?" John was stunned and walked in to ask.

It startled Watson, and he clutched his chest.

Mrs. Wick came out, saw her son, and came forward to give him a hug.

After a brief hug, Mrs. Wick smiled and took out a letter.

"Your uncle, he invited us to his home for vacation."

John opened the letter and his uncle invited them to his grandfather's house, and this was what his grandfather meant.

"Why didn't I receive it?" John looked confused.

Watson said sadly: "It would be better if I didn't receive it."

In John's confused expression, Watson took out the letter addressed to him.

I won’t go into details about the above words, but they reveal one meaning anyway.

Either you come here, or we bring someone to tie you up.

John was silent. It seemed that his father's position in the family had not changed.

Neither letter mentioned John, which made John think of the bottle again.

The red potion is still in his small bag.

He could feel that his grandfather's house was unusual, and maybe it was time for him to go there to find the answer.

When Watson heard that he was going too, his eyes suddenly lit up and he looked like he was still wanting to talk.

"Why don't you just use magic to take us there?" Watson approached his son, who had long wanted to try magic.

He still misses the magic car last time.

John glanced at his father, you have so much to think about.

He said euphemistically: "Even in a magical society, illegal entry will lead to jail time."

His meaning is very clear, don't think about it, thinking so much will not do you any good.

Watson looked melancholy. He looked at his son twice and hesitated to speak.

Finally he sighed and said, "Can't you use your magic once?"

His expression almost said, "You are so useless, kid."

John thought for a moment, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and his father's luggage was scattered all over the floor.

It's okay to ask you to clean it up again.

…

Chapter 383 I found the secret

The extreme weather in London some time ago attracted people’s attention.

Finally, the government came forward to refute the rumors and let the citizens relax.

Londoners returned to their normal daily lives.

Airport.

The Wick family is in the terminal. Those who can fly in this era have spare money at home.

Watson noticed that no one was looking here, and he took out the contents of his pocket.

John looked over and saw that his father had actually brought the Golden Snitch over.

And surprisingly, Dad responded quickly.

He let go of the Snitch.

As soon as the golden snitch took off, he was caught by his father.

Over and over again, Dad felt like showing off to John, like a peacock.

"You see, after a year of practice, I can already catch it."

Even though you can't fly there on a broomstick, it's still very exciting to be able to sneak something over.

John couldn't help but applaud his father's excellent reflexes, and then...

"Can you show it to me?"

"sure."

Watson was unprepared and generously handed the Golden Snitch to John.

The Golden Snitch was stuffed into John's small bag.

Watson's expression froze, he didn't expect that after finally showing off once, he would lose so completely.

There was even a look of pride on his face that he didn't have time to put away.

The whole person became gloomy.

John felt the sight, and he looked sideways, seeing a six-year-old boy.

The little boy pulled at his mother, trying to show her the flying ball.

The boy’s mother said: Oh, my dear baby, you look like a ball to me.

…

When we boarded the plane, there were no surprises.

Sitting on the plane, John had a strange feeling.

“I’ve flown so many times, I’m not used to flying.”

If he wanted to, he could just apparate there.

Some time after the plane took off, John heard some noise.

He fixed his gaze on his father's hand that was reaching into his small bag.

The father and son looked at each other in silence. John looked indifferent and turned his attention to Mrs. Wick.

There was a certain tacit understanding between mother and son, and Watson was brought back to his position by his ears.

"There was an argument over there."

After Watson leaves, John listens carefully for the sounds coming from him.

Their family was in first class and there were only a few people.

But it is different in the ordinary cabin. It is normal for there to be many people and chaos.

But the noise inside didn't sound like an ordinary quarrel.

After a while, the argument escalated.

Screams and angry shouts came one after another.

A man with a gun broke into the first class cabin, pointed the gun at the flight attendant, and shouted: "Don't move!"

John suddenly realized, "It turned out to be a hijacking."