I wield a sword at Hogwarts

The woman's face saw the black card, "Please wait a moment, I will connect you, Mr. Taran."

"Mr. Taran?" The Squibs didn't recognize this man.

But soon the lady's face turned into a man's, and the man was the maker of the imitation metal wand that John had invited to the Future Wizards Exhibition.

"Great, you're here." Taran was still eating, but when he saw the Squib coming, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Please let them come to my laboratory."

As the national alchemist of the Wizarding City, Taran has his own research laboratory.

The ten Squibs accepted the guidance and saw many different things in this great magic technology center.

Like a wizard using a pager, the alchemist here uses a rectangle to hold conversations.

Not only that, they also saw a laboratory simulating the ocean inside.

Inside was a huge warship that had never been seen before.

It's just that the middle of the warship seems to have been melted by something. More than a dozen alchemists are working on repairs, instead of being amazed by the various Muggle technologies inside.

After passing here, they arrived at Taran's research room.

The inside was different from the outside. Many purple magic crystals were piled on the table, and Taran put seven of them into what was renamed a magic power pistol.

"Magic pistol, a weapon powered by magic crystal."

Once assembled, Taran handed it over to the gatekeeper.

The gate guard hesitated for a moment, and when he reached out to take it, Taran pulled the gun back and asked, "Sorry, what is your name?"

"Padrick," the gatekeeper said.

Taran smiled, handed over the weapon, and motioned for Padrick to aim at the metal target opposite.

Padrick picked up the weapon and pulled the trigger. The gun with the core of the Fire Dragon Neural Staff erupted into flames, leaving a burned hole in the bullseye.

All the squibs were stunned.

Taran cheered, patted Padrick's chest and said, "I was worried that the Squib wouldn't be effective."

"Although the latest weapons cannot use advanced magic, some simple elements can still be used."

Taran held out his hand and smiled: "Welcome to the magical world, Padric."

"You will be members of the team directly under the Witch King, the Whisperers."

"From now on, you are no longer dumb, you only obey the orders of the Witch King."

The Squibs couldn't believe that they had become the Witch King's people like this?

What's even more surprising is that these squibs can also use magic.

At this moment, the Squibs saw their hope.

Although it is not my own magic, it is under my control.

That's enough.

The silent one.

The Witch King is the enforcer of the wizarding world.

The Witch King's light falls on everyone in the magical world, whether they are wizards or squibs.

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Chapter 814 The king said: There needs to be a castle in the sky

John recruits Squibs for their loyalty and dependence.

The werewolf then, the squib now.

No matter who comes into contact with the Witch King's kindness, he can't help but fall in love with it.

The newly established world needs law enforcers, and it also needs to protect this fragile world from harm from the outside world.

John's creation was far from over.

He opened the passage and came to the sky.

He raised his wand, with rhythmic rules, directing the approach of the building in the sky.

"The power of our sky is too weak," John glanced over and waved his wand, "Sky Castle."

The Wizarding World will have two sky castles.

One is Edgar's old house, moving in the sky somewhere in Germany.

And the other one is on the foggy ocean in the Wizarding City.

The fire dragons roared and they flew in the sky.

Stones come together to form a huge castle.

Fire dragons fly into it to rest. Sometimes they stay here, and sometimes they go down to find something to do.

The huge castle has a giant fort that looks like a dragon's head, and inside, five super-destructive weapons intercepted by John in the Muggle world are stored, which are not affected by magic.

The castle is shrouded in a field formed by multiple obelisks. As long as John is willing, this sky castle capable of destroying five cities can become the most elusive bomber in the world.

Guarded by a fire dragon, this castle called the Sword of Damocles cannot be entered by reckless wizards or Muggles.

This is a sharp sword forged by the Witch King for the magical world. There are too few people who know the existence of this thing.

"If you can, I hope you never have to use it."

John gently stroked the black dragon model in the center of the castle.

Inside this castle, there are sometimes frightening wailing sounds.

John's expression was indifferent, his gaze swept over, and those voices gradually faded out of fear of the Witch King.

"You can wait," John's calm voice sounded, "wait until this country is destroyed and let this castle in the sky that imprisons you fall to the earth."

"At that time, the whole world will become your amusement park."

John spoke to the voice that existed deep in the castle, the existence he had captured, feeding on happiness and using souls as triggers.

Dementors.

Those existences that Muggles cannot see are imprisoned here by the Witch King.

Maybe many years later, some wizard will enter here as an adventure.

John took a deep look into the darkness and slowly walked out of the castle.

The fire dragon lowered its head for John, and he saw the black dragon.

Amohan lowered his head and said dullly: "I still like the way you look like a dragon."

The fireball dragon stayed with Amohan.

Amohan has gradually moved towards the position of Elder Long.

As a powerful black dragon, it has terrifying potential.

The death of Thunder Implementation Spear left the position of Elder Long vacant.

John patted Amohan's scales and whispered to the female dragon: "Protect them, you are my most trusted dragon."

Amohan exhaled hot breath from his nose and nodded vigorously to John.

As the king of dragons, John is also the king of wizards.

There has been a dilemma since ancient times.

The wizard needs the fire dragon as materials, and the fire dragon also needs food.

As the king of both, John had to find a balance between them.

The fire dragon will gradually change its status, and the wizard cannot lose the fire dragon material.

Dead fire dragons can be used as materials, and the same surgery can be taken out without harming lives.

Anyone who kills the fire dragon without permission will be punished.

This is the greatest protection that John can give the fire dragon.

Amohan didn't understand that much, but she felt that the king of the fire dragon had become less of a fire dragon.

She said glumly: "Okay."

"I didn't tell you anything," Amohan leaned close to John's ear, but her voice was not very quiet, "In fact, many female dragons want to lay dragon eggs with you."

"Ahem." John pushed Amohan's big head away and said awkwardly, "Let them find another dragon."

"I also want to lay dragon eggs with you." The cuteness on Amohan's dragon face was unmistakable.

John was speechless: "Don't you have dragon eggs?"

Several naughty little dragons got around Amohan's tail and kicked and bit him, which made Amohan furious, "These are not my dragon eggs!"

Wagging his tail, he swept the little dragon away, and Amohan walked away angrily.

John shrugged, not expecting the female dragon to lose her temper.

Several little dragons regarded John as their father and came over to rub their heads against their father, who was younger than them.

John patted the little dragon on the head. In the eyes of the dragons, this seemed to indicate that he was the son of the Dragon King.

Their eyes change.

After saying goodbye to the dragon, John still had to prepare to go to the next place.

He drew out the Elder Wand, pointed it at the ground of the Sky Castle, and cast a spell.

"This is the realm of dragons. If a non-dragon entity breaks into it, it will be cursed by the dragon."

There is no light on the wand, but secretly, a strange change in the rules of this place is spreading.

The city in the sky in the mist.

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After solving the dragon's survival problem, John returned to the magic tower.

Zuowu and Tom lay together on the empty attic.

This big dog was rescued by John before.

John came close to Zou Wu and gently stroked his mane.

He whispered in Zuowu's ear, "I give you freedom."

"There are no chains in this world that can trap you, no cages that can restrain you, and no barriers that can hinder you."

There was a certain power in John's voice, and this power entered Zuowu's body.

Some changes occurred in Zuowu's body, and its mane turned golden, like the golden color of flames.

After a while, it changed back again. Zuowu's tail swung and his body shook, allowing Tom to fall from his belly.

Zuowu turned over and John looked at it with a smile on his face.

"You shouldn't be like me, staying in this tower and not going out."

The hand stroking Zuowu's fur paused, and John said: "You are the freest Zuowu, you can see anywhere in the world."

Zuowu opened his eyes, his big eyes filled with confusion, but when he saw John back, he was replaced by joy.

Tom also got up and circled around John.

Zuowu felt something, and he lowered his head sadly.

There was some mist in the round eyes.

It rubbed its face against John's palm, and its peony-like tail wrapped around John's body like a thin quilt.

It was bidding farewell to John, the Witch King, who was about to send Zou Wu away.

Zuowu does not belong here. Although this place is very wide, this tower is very narrow.

"Go and move toward freedom. In the magical world, you can run and play freely."