I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Harry was taken to the school hospital, and the matter was not over yet.

Dumbledore hurried down, staring at the dementors trapped in the Patronus water cell with a fury John had never seen before.

The White Demon King was really angry.

What a disaster it would be if a hundred dementors stormed the Quidditch pitch.

"I need to find Cornelius Fudge, John, please get these dementors under control." Dumbledore said to John.

John nodded, and some of the remaining students were bold enough to come over.

John had a headache. He used his wand to control the water prison and moved it to another place.

Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall came to help, with fear and anger in their eyes, the people from the Ministry of Magic actually took the safety of the students as a bargaining chip.

"I must complain to these guys!" Professor McGonagall's face was pale, and she said viciously, "Mr. Wick, thank you for your help and found it in time."

Professor Flitwick restrained his excitement in a high-pitched voice, and praised John greatly, "It's brilliant, John Wick, using the Patronus Charm and adding a water prison, what a genius idea."

As the professor of Charms, Professor Flitwick is honored.

"Where do we move this thing? I mean, I probably can't move it very far."

John's magic crystal is constantly being consumed. This thing is not a magic stone, and it will become a waste product after it is consumed.

The materials for a magic crystal cost hundreds of Galleons, which made John feel really pained.

Professor McGonagall proposed to put the dementor in the dungeon, not the Slytherin one, Hogwarts also has its own dungeon.

The dementors struggled to escape, and the three teamed up to suppress them and send them to the dungeon.

After finishing everything, John felt his hands a little sore.

Glancing at the ring on his right hand, he secretly absorbed a lot of curses on these 20 or so dementors just now.

In the current ring, the black lines became more and more clear.

Calmly withdrawing the black silk thread attached to the water prison, the dementors looked listless.

Professor McGonagall was only caused by being suppressed by the Patronus Charm.

In the evening, the Ministry of Magic arrived in a hurry, led by the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

Another acquaintance was there, Auror Chief of Staff Rufus Scrimgeour.

They came in a hurry, and John could see that Fudge's face was not in a good mood, and a handkerchief was trembling to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He was also scared, he really didn't expect the dementors to break into Hogwarts.

That was a school, and standing behind it were all wizarding families in England.

If those families knew about this, they might unite to protest against themselves, the Minister of Magic.

He was afraid, he was used to this hard-won power.

John saw Fudge hurried into the principal's office, and then John was notified to go to the principal's office.

Once in the office, John saw Dumbledore's face, the most angry and serious face he had ever seen.

Fudge's eyes lit up when he saw John, he walked out at a speed that didn't suit his paunchy body, and excitedly grabbed John's hand and shook it.

"You are John Wick, the man who stopped the dementors?"

"Thank you so much. You prevented a tragedy and at the same time restored the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic will not forget your kindness."

Fudge said so, throwing an olive branch, with a smile on his face, the sweat on the tip of his nose was about to fall.

"If you want, I can send you an invitation after you graduate. The Ministry of Magic needs talents like you."

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Dumbledore with his eyes.

It seems that it is not necessarily true to win over oneself, but it is definitely true to win over Dumbledore.

Rufus Scrimgeour looked calm, turning a blind eye to Fudge's actions.

John looked at Dumbledore, with disappointment in Fudge on that face.

Fudge did something wrong, as long as he is dedicated to the wizarding world, then Dumbledore is his biggest backer.

It's a pity that all he did was to keep his own power, and it was right to make Dumbledore disappointed in him by prevaricating on this matter.

"I'm sorry Mr. Minister, Principal Dumbledore is looking for me." A perfect smirk appeared on his face, and John pulled out his hand.

He came to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore turned his gaze to John with a gratified expression, "John, we need you to describe the whole process."

John nodded, and then explained everything from the discovery of the dementor rushing into the Quidditch pitch to how to subdue it.

He looked calm the whole time, as if he hadn't done anything serious.

Fudge's face was getting worse and worse, and John didn't mind making up for the Minister of Magic.

He said calmly: "I think the dementors may not be able to suppress their nature because of the joyful mood of Quidditch."

Leaving students safe with dementors is like letting a greedy cat guard the fish.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, looking at Fudge.

John didn't need to be involved in the subsequent events. Dumbledore could be said to have reprimanded Fudge, making Fudge lose face.

In the end, the two parties broke up unhappy, and John took the whole process into his eyes, and a bright light appeared inside.

"This is an opportunity."

Fudge is too incompetent, he can even be said to be a pig teammate, adding all kinds of troubles after Voldemort's resurrection.

That being the case, John is going to see if he can pull the minister down early.

Rufus Scrimgeour was not to blame, his attitude was always firm, using Aurors to control the dementors.

It's a pity that Fudge felt that it was a power grab, so he didn't give him a chance.

After this incident, John knew his opportunity had come.

He wrote a dozen letters and sent them, each of which ended up in the hands of a pureblood or someone of influence.

After these people make trouble together, even if the Minister of Magic did not make a mistake, it would still be a headache, not to mention the current situation where Fudge is at a loss.

...

the next day.

The dementors were taken away, and more than 20 dementors were not as active as before, and even some of the dementors' clothes were one size shorter.

Rufus Scrimgeour handed over to Professor McGonagall, who promised that the dementors would be punished.

There was confidence in his words, because Lord Johnny Silverhand promised to help him.

After he and Fudge had left Hogwarts that night, he had seen Fudge hurriedly called back to his office.

Soon, there was a sound of furious smashing from Fudge.

His Excellency Johnny Silverhand should have contributed.

It made him happy, because he hadn't been upset with Fudge for a long time either.

Who wants to be overwhelmed by being able to be the master of the house.

Harry hadn't woken up yet, and he had fallen at least 50 feet.

At night, John looked up to the sky.

After the storm, the sky was clear and cloudless, and a full moon hung on it like a jade plate.

The time has come.

John took out the mandrake leaves and put them in his mouth.

Officially started the road to Animagus.

Although unable to speak, John has a solution.

He took out his wand and slashed across the air. Wherever he passed, red sparks stayed in the air and did not disperse.

The marker appears.

I can communicate with people like this.

All you have to do is declare that your throat was swollen due to excessive mana consumption yesterday.

There is no such thing as a disease in the magic world, so maybe there will be such a thing.

After the full moon, Harry woke up.

He was heartbroken that the team lost because of his relationship.

This is not the first time, especially Wood, who stood in the rain and wanted to drown himself.

This is Wood's last year, and he has never been able to win the trophy because he is passionate about Quidditch.

Harry thought it was bad enough, but life was never the worst.

His Nimbus 2000 was blown to the Whomping Willow by the wind, and the Whomping Willow directly tore the broom to pieces.

The partner who accompanied him for three years just disappeared, and Harry was in a bad mood.

There was an endless stream of people visiting Harry, and John brought him a box of cockroach piles.

"What's wrong with you, John?" Hermione looked at John suspiciously, but he didn't say a word the whole time.

John pointed to his throat, and then used the marker to appear and write down the reason he thought of.

Hearing that it was caused by saving himself that day, Harry felt even more guilty.

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