I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

John appeared next to Heinrich and threw him down.

"This is?" Heinrich stared at Barty Crouch Jr.

John pulled off his mask, returned to his normal clothes, and said, "Take him back to Silverhand Manor first."

As a qualified deputy, Heinrich didn't talk nonsense, squatted down and grabbed Barty Crouch Jr.'s hand, waved his wand, and disappeared with a bang.

Heading to the woods, John meets Hagrid.

"Great, John, you're safe and sound." Hagrid looked terrified.

John patted him and said apologetically, "Sorry Hagrid, I shouldn't have left without authorization."

If it were someone else, if they were left behind when it was dangerous outside, they would probably feel resentful or even break up.

But Hagrid was not like this, he waved his hand very generously and said, "You must have something urgent, right?"

This is why John likes to be friends with Hagrid, he will never remember your bad, he will only think of your good.

"Of course, Hagrid, there's something I think you'll like."

John smiled mysteriously, and under Hagrid's surprised gaze, he took out a slightly dizzy little guy from his pocket.

"My God." Hagrid's eyes widened, his lips quivered, and he wiped his clothes again and again.

"I've never seen this little guy before."

The horned snoring beast shook its head, as if it just realized that it was brought out.

It got into John's pocket and slept, and it didn't wake up in the air just now.

John said: "This is the horned snorkel, Hagrid, can you take care of it for a while, it will be fine when school starts."

"Of course!" Hagrid nodded hastily, lest John think he was not happy.

As a magizoologist, his favorite things are weird and fantastic animals.

Although the Horned Snork has nothing to do with dragons and the like, Hagrid's eyes lit up when he saw it sneezed and slammed directly onto his shoulder.

Immediately he became worried again, and said embarrassingly, "John, I've never seen a horned snoring beast before."

"Don't worry, I don't understand it either, that's why I need a magical animal expert to study it, don't you?" John smiled, he didn't understand the creature he created.

There couldn't be a better caretaker than Hagrid, a specialist in magical beasts.

Hagrid felt like a treasure.

Just after dawn, John said goodbye to Hagrid, and went directly to Silverhand Manor after leaving.

The original Shafik Manor has been guarded by multiple security guards, and many magic spells have been set up to prevent intruders.

John appeared in a silver mask, and the security guards looked on with fanatical awe.

Go to the dungeon, where Tang Mi is already waiting.

There is also Heinrich with an indifferent expression and Jin who is trying to strike up a conversation.

Tang Mi leaned over and said in a low voice, "Old Batty is in the study."

John glanced at the dungeon, the young man was being locked up, and through a layer of water mirror, he could still see the madness on his face.

He told Tang Mi: "Let old Batty come down."

Tang Mi left.

John shifted his gaze to Kim Ledisley and smiled wryly, "You should have found out, right?"

Jin Chu remained calm, with a hearty smile on his face, scratched his head and said, "Actually, I've been curious about what your Excellency looks like since the beginning, and I just happened to find the ring yesterday."

John was a little helpless, he didn't check for a while, but his vest was stripped off.

But it's okay to find out, John spread his hands and said: "Then what are you going to do now? Telling others the true identity of Johnny Silverhand will definitely make you rich overnight."

"I'm not a fool," Jin bowed and said respectfully, "Youth has always been a bargaining chip. Sir Johnny Silverhand can make Knockturn Alley tremble, so the young John Wick is enough to make the wizarding world shudder."

John laughed dumbfounded, as expected of the person he was fancying, not a fool.

You are right, being young is never a bad thing. The strength of Johnny Silver Hand is based on his own strength. The younger he is, the more frightening he is.

Here comes old Barty Crouch.

After just one night, he was like a huge blow.

His footsteps were weak, and when he was brought in, he saw little Barty locked in the dungeon.

With struggle in his eyes, he came to John and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Your Excellency."

He was talking about crushing the thugs and taking Barty Jr.

"Old Batty, old Batty." John shook his head and sighed: "Your carelessness almost collapsed the achievements you have worked so hard to build all your life."

"Women and children can be careless, but men can't."

Old Barty Crouch turned pale at the words, he smacked his lips, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Sorry, sir, maybe it's because he was my pride, the son my wife bought with her life." Old Batty seemed to be a teenager, with his straight back bent, "I used the Imperius Curse on him , let the little elf watch him, but his heart softened."

There were complex emotions in his eyes, he didn't know whether it was hatred or distress, this man who had tried countless prisoners and shot and killed Death Eaters was old.

Years not only make people old in the body, but also leave scars in the soul.

John walked over and grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him to cheer old Barty up.

"Old Batty, leave the matter to me, and I will watch him for you."

Old Batty looked at his son, through the water mirror, all he saw was hatred, and in the end all his words turned into sighs.

He is gone, and there are still many things that need to be dealt with by Batty Sr.

John could see that he had mixed feelings about Barty Jr., while Barty Jr. had simple, pure hatred.

"Resentment." Walking into the dungeon, John looked at Little Barty indifferently, and asked, "Do you hate your father?"

"I don't have a father for a long time, he said it himself!" Batty Jr. yelled nervously.

He was imprisoned for 13 years and controlled with the Imperius Curse for 13 years!

Back then, in the trial court, even though he was crying and explaining to his father that he didn't torture the Longbottoms, old Barty still roared out that there was no son.

From that day on, Barty Crouch became a source of hatred for Barty Jr.

Barty Jr. was chained hands and feet. John raised his hand, and the chains tightened so that he was pulled up.

Pulling off his left hand, John saw the Death Eater mark.

When he saw the mark, Barty Jr. showed enthusiasm in his eyes.

Only Voldemort, who, like Barty Jr., was stuck with his father's name.

During his time in captivity, he had regarded Voldemort as his father to follow.

"Voldemort will return to this world!" he cried, looking wild.

Tang Mi walked in with a dark face, but John stopped him.

Said softly to Little Barty: "Do you know that your father actually loves you very much."

Little Barty was full of disdain and didn't even care.

Looking at the Dark Mark, John asked Tang Mi: "This mark will connect Death Eaters and Voldemort, right?"

Tang Mi nodded because he didn't understand.

John stared at the mark, raised his hand and shook it in the void.

The sword of Silver Wick emerges from his hand.

Little Barty flustered for no reason. When he saw the sword aimed at his left hand, he shouted loudly: "What are you going to do, stop!"

"Do you know?" John said softly, "I have killed Voldemort twice, the one you are following."

Barty Jr. pupil earthquake.

With a flash of silver light, his left hand was broken at the root.

With a scream, he was isolated in the dungeon by the water mirror.

Little Barty's eyes were about to split open, the blood vessels on his neck bulged, his face turned blood red, and his mouth opened wide to roar.

The pain of the severed hand eroded his brain, and even his enthusiasm for Voldemort was constantly under attack.

This scene caught everyone by surprise.

Tang Mi thought that John would be imprisoned, but he never thought it would be so cruel.

That's Barty Sr.'s son.

It's not over yet, John took out his wand, and said indifferently to little Barty: "The soul is back."

Barty Jr. stopped convulsing, and his soul was dragged out of his body.

His soul has a snake-like mark, which is Voldemort's magic.

Pierce the soul with the wand and rip the mark out.

With a flick of John's wand, the mark landed on the severed hand.

Carving a spell on the soul, John nodded with satisfaction and said, "Now, you are expelled from Death Eater."

Press the soul back, snap your fingers, and the severed hand flies in front of you.

Conjuring a box to put the severed hand in, John murmured, "This may lead to Voldemort."

Glancing at the ashen little Barty, John said lightly, "You can walk around as you like, but you should know that you can't get out."

With a casual wave, the chains on Little Barty's body were released.

Take the other three out of the dungeon.

Tang Mi couldn't help asking: "Sir, don't we need to take care of him?"

"Take care of him?" John curled his lips: "Just let him stay well, that's old Batty's son, we naturally have to take good care of him."

Heinrich's face was frenzied, and the soul magic made him mesmerized.

Tang Mi was speechless, you broke his hand and said to take good care of him.

John carved an indelible mark on Barty Jr., which is why he let Barty Jr. go.

The severed hand was well preserved, and John asked Rita Skeeter to report on how Barty Crouch heroically led the team against the mob yesterday.

Of course, the remuneration that should be given will not be less, so as not to chill the hearts of his subordinates.

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