I wield a sword at Hogwarts

"Traveler, why not rest here for the night."

Thanks to John for providing the family with venison, Christida invites John to stay one night.

She is a kind woman, otherwise she would not have adopted Ciri as her adopted daughter.

John was about to refuse when he saw Polo staring in one direction.

He looked over and saw freshly pulled carrots in the stable inside the home.

"Okay, I'll pay." John pointed at the turnips and said, "I'll pay one gold coin for those turnips."

Just as Christida was about to refuse, John put down the gold coin.

He placed the carrot in front of Polo.

Polo ate crunchily.

Cristide's son came out, and saw John with his sword, and was equally wary.

After Christide told him about John's deeds, he asked Ciri in disbelief.

"Did he really kill those three weird cats?"

Shirley nodded, and after receiving the answer, her son was full of admiration for John.

He wanted to touch John's sword, but John advised him not to.

He had no choice but to give up.

Christida paired the venison with red wine to make it delicious.

This aroma is so tempting that even Ciri hasn't tasted this delicious food for many days.

Watching the children devouring the food, Christida felt proud.

John washed his face outside and came in. He washed away the dust from sleeping in the open during this period, revealing a young face.

The three people at home were a little stunned.

John's composure often makes people forget his age.

"How old are you?" Ciri couldn't help but ask.

"Fifteen." After wiping his hands, John picked up a piece of venison with a fork and put it into his mouth.

Christida subconsciously looked at her son, who was about the same age as herself.

John really didn't act like a normal guy.

Chewing the venison, John vaguely said, "I'll pay for this dinner."

Shirley found it strange that every word John said did not include fees or transactions.

When he heard that he had money, his eyes lit up and he said, "Do you need to wash the horse?"

"That's a good idea," John chuckled. "If your workmanship satisfies me, I don't mind paying."

Christida's husband is a businessman, and her son is a good combination of his father's bloodline.

He immediately finished the venison indiscriminately and ran to the stable to prepare tools for washing horses.

Under the service, Polo washed off the dust on his body and made a comfortable snorting sound.

Originally, the son had some objections to his mother bringing back an adopted daughter of unknown origin, but after eating the venison, he gave up.

He doesn't hate Ciri, he just hates adding to the burden on the family.

After John finished his venison dinner, he wiped the corners of his mouth, took out a gold coin from his small bag and put it down as a habit.

Christida was a little helpless, and she asked John to take the gold coins back.

The venison was given to him by John and he just turned it into food.

Ciri also became more curious about John, who was different from everyone else she knew.

At this time, Brush Ma's son was also working hard to clean Polo.

A meteor-like fireball streaked across the sky, hitting a fortress in the distance.

The whole family was stunned and looked up.

Christida murmured softly: "It's Nilfgaard."

That fireball was the first signal.

It indicates that this war is officially about to begin.

John was watching the fireball fall when suddenly the silver sword vibrated slightly.

He pulled out his silver sword and saw the runes above it light up and flicker.

"War?" he pondered.

Ciri noticed this scene and asked in a strange way: "Are you leaving?"

John was stunned, then nodded.

He had a hunch that this war might be the time for him to leave.

Putting the silver sword back, John took out a bag from the small bag.

There was a bag of gold coins heavy inside, and he put the gold coins on the table.

If he guessed correctly, he couldn't take these things back.

It is better to leave it to this family than to let it disappear.

Christida was startled by his actions, and the gold coins frightened the woman.

"Just think of it as fate." He snapped his fingers, and Polo ran out of the stable, and his son couldn't hold him back.

Raising his hand and putting it on, Polo's wet body quickly dried, and John got on the horse.

When he saw Xiri, he always felt that this girl was special.

Throwing a ring out of the small handbag, John smiled at her and said, "Use this thing to protect yourself and your family."

After saying this, he turned around and left on his horse.

Ciri subconsciously caught the ring and chased John. She shouted: "Yadani!"

Unfortunately, John has left, which makes Ciri feel disappointed.

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Chapter 407 I participated in the war

As he was leaving, John saw the white wolf again.

He understood that his next trials would be completed on that battlefield.

Polo scratched the ground with his hoof uneasily.

Animals are more talented at detecting danger than humans. Even Polo was scared. That war must be cruel.

Use mind magic to appease Polo.

A fireball flashed across the sky again, and John followed the trajectory of the fireball.

Soon, he saw the flying fireball being bounced off by a force before falling into the pass.

It was the wizard who took action.

The fluctuations of magic were clearly visible in John's eyes.

"Wizard-led combat."

John rode towards the lonely city.

The city was sleeping, but now it was like boiling water. The noise and panic inside made John startled.

"No army?" The panicked voice surprised him. There was no army stationed.

There were people inside, but at most they were some militiamen who had been exposed to weapons.

Far from meeting the requirements of the military.

Want to use this camp to defend Nilfgaard's black army?

John recalled that the black army he saw had at least tens of thousands of people.

The city wall here is not high, on the contrary it looks very old.

John came here and was discovered by a wizard.

"who?"

The chestnut-haired witch discovered John and approached him with a wary look.

John slowly turned his head and greeted the visitor: "Hello."

"Who are you?" The red-haired witch never stopped being alert because of John's words.

John had no choice but to say: "I am not from Nilfgaard, but I came to check out the situation here."

"Are you a spy?"

"No, I am a traveler." John waved his hands repeatedly.

The chestnut-haired witch remained skeptical.

At this moment, a fireball flew towards this side.

It contained terrible magic power, which made the chestnut-haired witch's expression change.

The person in the fortress took action, it was a black-haired witch.

The black-haired witch raised her hands high and bounced away the falling fireballs.

The impact caused by the fireball explosion caused some debris to fly towards the two.

The chestnut-haired witch subconsciously raised her hands in defense.

The gravel was fixed in the air.

She looked at her hands and saw that she was not using magic.

She looked up and saw that John had the wand in his hand, and all the stones had been bounced away.

"Are you a wizard?" The witch was stunned at first, and then said happily: "Are you here to help us?"

"Well……"

John didn't know either, after all, he was here for a trial.

Looking sideways, the white wolf's figure flashed past the city wall, seeming to confirm his camp.

"You can say that." John said vaguely.

But it also made people happy. The chestnut-haired witch said: "My name is Triss, and you are welcome to join the defense battle."

"John." John did not say the name Yadani.

Because the witchers remained neutral, John didn't want to break the rules.

You are looking for the demon hunter Yadani, what does it have to do with me, the wizard John?

Although she had never seen John in the fraternity, Triss was still happy.

She led John into the city walls.

As for why she wasn't afraid that John was sent by Nilfgaard, it was because John's help just now made her feel less at ease.

It can be seen here that the current witches are still a bit immature.

John walked into the city wall and the people inside were awakened.

Some were running for their lives, while others were preparing things in a panic.

"Are they villagers?" John saw that these people basically didn't have any decent armor on them and guessed their identities.

"Yes, it will take some time for the army to arrive. We didn't expect Nilfgaard to arrive so quickly."

This time Nilfgaard's march was faster than they expected.