I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Making the Philosopher's Stone is not an easy task.

John has been in the alchemy room for two weeks.

The crucible in front of him glowed with light, and the light of blue, red, blue and purple illuminated the room.

As the light stopped, a blue stone appeared in the crucible.

"Zheshi, it seems that it needs to be strengthened,"

Picking up the stone, the blue philosophy stone flows in the hand.

Not the red Philosopher's Stone, which consumes an entire warehouse of materials.

Even so, John also kept his face unchanged, but he was a little disappointed.

Holding the philosophy stone tightly, John could feel his magic power increase.

This is the third Philosophy Stone that has been produced so far, and the first one was made into a magic wand and given to Nagini.

The second he set into the sword of Silver Wick.

The third piece in his hand, John is going to do something else with it.

The silver ring turned into a limited glove, and he set the Philosophy Stone into the back of the glove.

Just one, and the glove emits blue light fluctuations.

The other five magic power crystals connect the magic power to the philosophy stone, making its power several times stronger.

Just raising his hand, John reshaped the things in front of him.

A teapot disintegrates into the original terracotta and a chair into wood.

Take out the wand, and with the blessing of the magic crystal and philosophy stone, a simple smashing spell can smash things to nothing.

"It can increase the power of the spell by nearly one level."

By estimation, the strength of John's Shattering Curse has increased by about one level.

Spell Power Amplifier.

The limited glove retracted the ring, and he raised his hand to hold it empty.

The Sword of Silver Wick appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and the silver blade had more golden lines like broken marks.

"I need to add something."

Glancing at the blade, it was covered with fire and electric arcs.

He spat out strange syllables, "Fight through thorns and thorns."

The sword body seemed to be covered with an invisible thin layer of glass, lightly scratching a piece of gold without leaving any traces.

John raised an eyebrow and reached for the gold.

One half has been cut open, the other half has smooth cuts.

This is a powerful cutting spell he created, and the cut place cannot be restored with the repairing spell.

"Permanent damage, what is peeled off cannot be healed again."

It is better to say that it is cut than peeled off for a better fit.

With one slash of John's sword, even the magic will be divided.

This is a very lethal magic.

Dispelling the magic, he adds magic to the sword of Silver Wick.

Engraved with new spells, the Sword of Silver Wick becomes even more powerful.

After staying in the alchemy room for a while, John walked out and came to the office.

He has a new product in his hand, the exclusive right.

The name is a bit domineering, and its function is quite explosive in the magical world.

This thing is a one-time thing, and there is no way to repair it later.

Once used irreversibly, a forbidden force field covering 50 meters will be formed.

People in the force field will temporarily lose the ability to fly and apparate, and at the same time suppress the magic effect, whether it is themselves or others.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything. This necklace relies on the magic crystal as the medium, essentially covering the surroundings with the magic power of the magic crystal.

As long as the magic power can exceed this level, John has calculated that it is probably around level 4 magic power.

In other words, the people this thing can deal with are limited to this range.

Above this level, the power of dominance will be invalidated.

Stuff John doesn't make many, very rare.

He only keeps one in his office.

Tang Mi came over and saw the thing like the scepter, he was a little curious, but he suppressed it very well.

"My lord, Mundungus has finished dealing with the advertisement."

Mundungus was very active this time, probably because he wanted to regain his favor in front of His Excellency Johnny Silverhand.

John nodded casually, the Quidditch World Cup was approaching, and Barty Crouch was appearing more and more frequently in the newspapers.

This is a good sign, Peter Pettigrew seems to be forgotten by everyone.

Pierce has searched around Azkaban, and he knows that Peter Pettigrew is an illegal Animagus, so he will catch all the mice.

The one who still remembers Peter Pettigrew, besides the Ministry of Magic, probably belongs to Sirius Black.

To regain his innocence, Sirius Black had been to the Ministry of Magic.

In the past, they would hide and walk, but this time they went in openly, which made Sirius Black very uncomfortable.

Covering his face, he urged the Ministry of Magic to let him search Azkaban.

The Ministry of Magic refused this request as a matter of course, and no one wanted to listen to other people's dictates.

Sirius was so angry that he wanted to scold someone, but he opened his mouth and didn't know who to scold better.

Fudge was down, and Scrimgeour was transferred.

Now there is no one in the Ministry of Magic to scold him, so he has to go back aggrieved.

I heard that I went to St. Mungo's Magic Injury Hospital several times, hoping to treat the injuries on my face.

It's a pity that this is Snape's unique magic.

Only Snape could counter the curse, so he was still the most difficult person to deal with.

Finally, he asked Dumbledore for help, so that Snape could lift the spell.

The price was that Sirius was humiliated so badly that he was about to shut himself off.

John had a guess about Peter Pettigrew's escape, and he thought of the call of the mark that Lucius had said before.

It should be to find Voldemort.

"This life really belongs to Xiaoqiang, and none of them will die."

John clicked his tongue twice, it can only be said that the vitality of the master and servant is strong.

Voldemort didn't talk about it, and that Forest John didn't know where he was. He was living on Nagini's venom for a living.

Later Nagini was taken away by John, and Voldemort couldn't get out of the cabin by himself, and he can still live until now.

Peter Pettigrew was given so much veritaserum that he was basically no different from a fool.

Under such circumstances, it was a miracle that Peter Pettigrew could escape.

When John was lamenting the scourge for thousands of years, Peter Pettigrew appeared in the remote Albanian forest. He snatched the wand from some unlucky guy, and he was in a daze.

Time passes day by day.

...

8 month 22 day.

On this day, Watson had more things to do.

The guy named 'Investor' made a move on Hua Sheng.

That is a group of upper-class people who have a lot of resources, and they also control the London underground.

Even Finn Wallace, a man of the age, is just a pawn in their hands.

That's what happened when Finn Wallace angered investors with his aggressive cleansing attitude.

Sean Wallace didn't know where he got the information about those people, and he wanted to retaliate against them.

Watson is implicated, and Uncle Seryozha appears in person.

John was lost in thought while watching Mrs. Wick's complacently prepared delicacies.

"Mom, why did you add dish soap when you washed the rice just now?"

"That's the way to clean it, my boy."

Mrs. Wick sat down gracefully, and John was lost in thought while looking at the banana mango chicken wing rice in front of him.

He remembered that Mrs. Wick didn't do this kind of thing that would get out of China before?

As long as you say that this is not the cuisine of the Celestial Dynasty, you will admit it yourself. Why does Mrs. Wake swear that this is the famous cuisine of the Celestial Dynasty.

With that confident look, if John hadn't been from the Celestial Dynasty before, he would have believed it.

When he was hesitating how to tell Mrs. Wick euphemistically that this dish would be thrown out of the heaven, he heard a loud noise.

"Boom!"

It was loud, as if something had been exploded.

John heard the voice coming from the opposite side.

Walking out the door, I saw that the glass of the Dursleys was broken.

It was followed by Vernon Dursley's roar.

It's a familiar recipe, and it's a familiar taste.

Vernon screamed hoarsely, and John noticed an electric stove flying out.

"What happened there?" Mrs. Wick noticed the movement there.

John shrugged and said, "Maybe the fireplace blew up."

He didn't know that his casual words had come true.

At the Dursleys'.

The disheartened Weasley family wanted to pick up Harry through the fireplace, but he didn't know that the Dursleys had already sealed the fireplace.

In order to be able to come out, Mr. Weasley used a magic spell to blow up the fireplace.

Vernon Dursley's lungs were going to explode, he had already behaved so kindly this holiday, and this group of wizards repaid him like this!

He could no longer suppress his anger at this moment, and released all the anger he had suffocated during this holiday.

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