I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John strengthened Ironwick's sword to break magic, so that even if it encounters magical creatures, it can cause damage to its scales.

He reached out and touched the blade of the sword. It was sharp yet tough.

Putting the sword away, Basil brought him a lot of letters.

Some are letters of communication he sent to various alchemist masters, and some are letters sent by rune experts.

These are the results of his continuous efforts during the holidays. He wrote to various experts to ask questions and solve them, even the pharmacy experts.

The reason for this is because he is accumulating contacts in advance.

In the magical world, support from seniors is indispensable. Nico Flamel also told him that he needed to communicate better with others instead of working behind closed doors.

It has to be said that John's status as a student at Hogwarts has brought him a lot of convenience. Many of these experts are students from Hogwarts.

They are also very willing to help students from their alma mater.

"Dear John, I am very moved by the improvement of the Wolfsbane potion you proposed, and I hope to meet you - Dharma Alex Belby."

"Wolfsbane potion, you can go and have a look."

Alex Belby, a student from Hogwarts, is developing the Wolfsbane potion.

When John was searching, he was interested in his Wolfsbane potion. He remembered that Wolfsbane potion could keep a werewolf sane after turning into a werewolf.

Holding the idea that werewolves are also pitiful people, John sent some of his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, the response was so great that Damo Alex Belby wanted to meet him in person.

The location is St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.

John thought for a while that it wouldn't hurt to meet him once, just to expand his network of contacts.

Putting the letters down, he picked up the last one.

When he opened it, the expression on his face turned sad.

Mr. and Mrs. Flamel passed away.

They didn't let John pass because they wanted John to remember them as they were alive rather than after death.

John was very sad that such a good teacher passed away like this.

There was no funeral or solemn ceremony, only the witness of a friend, Dumbledore.

…

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, John came here.

It's not in Diagon Alley, but in a red-brick department store in London called Taotao Ltd.

"Enter the hospital."

John explained his purpose to the dummy in the department store window.

Then walking inside, he entered the second floor, where there was an unlucky wizard bitten by a werewolf.

Next to the wizard, a thin man was recording the pain the man was experiencing at this moment.

He is Damo Alex Belby, and he is observing the various reactions after the werewolf bites.

John leaned over and took a look. The man was in pain, and his wounds were sealed with white blood and silver.

"Silver cannot cure werewolf bites, but white fresh food provides enough nutrients to help patients survive the early pain."

Damo Alex Belby was taking notes when he heard a sound and turned his head to look.

"Who are you?"

He thought it was a child from somewhere, and he suddenly showed impatience on his face and said: "I am not free now, please leave."

John smiled when he heard this, "John Wick, nice to meet you, Lord Alex Bellby, Damo."

John Wick?

Damo Alex Belby made a move and looked at John in disbelief.

"Are you the student who wrote to me?"

He thought he would be a seventh-grade student, and he must be full of talent if he could point out something he hadn't discovered yet.

I didn't expect that he had talent, but he was a bit too evil.

Although John is much taller than his peers, he still looks like he is in the third or fourth grade.

"Forgive me for being clumsy, Mr. Wick."

Damo Alex Belby's attitude changed and he became particularly enthusiastic.

The other party invited John to visit his manor, and John naturally accepted.

After making some observations about the unlucky wizard in front of him, John made an appointment with Damo Alex Belby for the next letter conversation, and John walked out of the second floor.

He saw a familiar figure in the hospital, and he said in surprise: "Neville?"

The disappointed Neville was walking in the corridor, heard John's voice and looked over.

"John, are you sick? Why are you here?" Neville was a little nervous.

He is afraid that his best friend will get sick.

John shook his head to show that he was fine, but it was Neville's presence that made John feel strange.

"what are you doing here?"

"I came to visit my parents."

Neville looked downcast, and John knew his parents must be sick.

Since they met, John and Neville went to the Magic Damage Department on the fifth floor.

Here, John saw Neville's parents, the excellent Auror couple.

They were tortured by Death Eaters and eventually turned into lunatics who could not even recognize their own children.

Neville couldn't stop crying when he saw this scene. John sighed softly and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

Voldemort and his minions have done too much evil.

Finally they left the hospital and John said goodbye to Neville. He saw Neville's grandmother waiting for her grandson there.

The old man looked very stern, but he would wait outside for Neville to come out.

John nodded to her, and Grandma Neville nodded slightly.

After leaving the hospital, John went back to prepare other things.

He remembered Wolfsbane Potion because it appeared in Harry Potter's third year, when it was refined by Snape.

It seems that it hasn't been released yet, so he doesn't remember many details. He vaguely remembers that the most important thing is Aconitum.

This thing is highly poisonous and most people would not use it on people easily.

A few days later, John sent a letter to Damo Alex Belby with his conjecture. After a while, he received a reply.

"Successful."

Chapter 49 Wolfsbane Potion and Transaction

Inside Belby Manor, this is a building like the Colosseum.

A large, sturdy iron cage was placed in the middle, and the moonlight squeezed out bit by bit from the dark clouds.

Today is the full moon, and the man in the big iron cage is in extreme pain.

He was curled up in the cage and twitching all over, and the hair on his body was growing rapidly.

"Look at these ugly things, they are neither wolves nor humans."

Bodhidharma Alex Belby holds a gorgeous cane in his hand, and an automatic talking pen next to him is recording his every word and deed.

"The whole transformation process takes half a minute, and you will be able to see this great moment that will go down in history."

There was a hint of excitement in Damo Alex's voice. The development of wolfsbane potion will be a huge change.

He no longer pursues wealth. As a potion master, he is not short of money. He pursues fame even more.

If the Wolfsbane potion is successful, he will receive at least a second-level medal.

This is the glory of a wizard, and it is also the pursuit of a scholar.

John was the first witness to this clinical experiment, which shows that Damo Alex has placed John on an equal footing.

"What a genius idea to use the highly poisonous Wolfsbane Aconitum as a formula. From ancient times to the present, all potion masters who have dealt with Wolfsbane Aconitum have been deterred by its toxicity."

Everything that came out of his arrogant mouth was full of praise. This was a genius idea.

The key depends on the dose.

After an experiment that left two werewolves paralyzed and three turned into vegetative states, the delicate balance is as elusive as the Golden Snitch.

It was John who found this key point for him, otherwise there would be several werewolf corpses buried under the manor now.

This cannot be said to be very difficult for John. He has the sharpness of a fire dragon's tongue, coupled with his vague sense of magic, he can tell the poisonous amount of a potion with his fingers.

Half a minute passed, witnessed by the two of them.

A man who was bitten by a werewolf for a year completely turned into a werewolf walking on two legs, but he was a little confused when he just became a werewolf.

Damo Alex knocked on the iron cage with his cane and said loudly: "Shelby, do you understand me?"

The werewolf was a little confused at first, but as a few minutes passed, his eyes became clearer and did not turn into the turbid and violent look of a werewolf.

He nodded, pointed to his mouth, and said one word with difficulty, "Yes."

Wolfsbane potion succeeded.

Damo Alex couldn't help cheering, and John also smiled, but he needed further confirmation.

He came to the cage and said: "His Excellency Damo Alex Belby, please open the cage."

"What?" Damo Alex thought he heard wrongly, and he looked at John in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me? Even with wolfsbane potion, we can't completely trust these despicable things."

His words were filled with the blatant disdain that is the status quo of all werewolves.

They are discriminated against by the entire magical world, even if they do not voluntarily become werewolves, they are more of victims.

"We will only be successful if we completely prove that werewolves can stay awake."

John said firmly: "Open the cage."

"If you hadn't gotten the wolfsbane potion for me, I would have thought you were a lunatic." Seeing his resolute attitude, Damo Alex had no choice but to curse inwardly and open the cage for him.

His cane struck the ground, and the iron door of the cage opened.

The werewolf opened the door and walked out. Damo Alex drew out his wand and cursed: "Go back, you bastard!"

John did not retreat but advanced, without any hesitation in his steps, and his left hand was ready to draw out the wand at any time.

He came to the werewolf, and while transforming into a werewolf, he also made the man taller.

His hateful appearance made him look ferocious in the night. John opened his hands and whispered: "Shelby, let me see that you are really awake."

Damo Alex yelled directly: "This is too crazy, you want to hug a werewolf?"

Shelby also found it incredible when he heard this. He approached John cautiously, and finally hugged John as if he was supporting a fragile work of art amid Alex's horrified expression.

"I have to say that the wolf hair is a bit prickly."

John said teasingly while secretly sighing in relief.

He is not willing to sacrifice everything for scientific research, but wants to test whether werewolves can really maintain their sanity.

The reason why werewolves are not accepted by wizards is because of their destruction and killing that they do not recognize after the full moon.

If it were controllable, it would be a super Animagus stacked with armor and meat.

If such a force could control the formation of a team, it would be a huge killer.

He looked at Damo Alex, who was so surprised that he even dropped his cane on the ground, and chuckled: "Dharma Alex, we will be recorded in the history of magic. We have changed a race."

glory!