I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Hermione didn't expect her house elf rights promotion association to be rejected at the very beginning, and she didn't understand why John would reject such a good thing.

"Don't you think house-elves like being slaves like Ron!" Hermione raised her voice unconsciously.

"No, Hermione." John shook his head and said lightly, "Then what about you, why do you help the house elves?"

"why?"

Hermione was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Isn't this what it should be? We shouldn't see them being enslaved like this. They should be paid for their work, not free."

"wrong."

John looked at her, with innocent helplessness towards the little girl, and said, "Do you know how the wizard's status came about?"

Without waiting for Hermione to speak, John said, with a hint of seriousness in his tone, "Killing, a lot of killing."

There seemed to be a well-timed cold wind blowing, and Hermione felt a chill down her back.

"In the beginning, wizards and some magical animals did not live in harmony. You should know that goblins have rebelled, and house-elves are the losers in the war."

"Wizards died a lot in those wars, and house-elves were enslaved and made a pact not to use wands."

John's words made Hermione's forehead sweat a little, she seemed to understand something.

"Winners and losers, failure requires a price. The house elves seem pitiful, but that's because too many former wizards died at their hands."

Those brown eyes were glowing with a cold light at the moment, "Wizards are the winners. In the Muggle world, there used to be such a thing. It has nothing to do with species, it's just victory or defeat."

Yes, no matter where it is, it has happened.

There may be kind-hearted masters who liberate the slaves, but my ethnic group must have different intentions.

Having been slaves for so long, house-elves are slavish, brainwashed by wizards.

But when the first house-elf revolts, they gradually wake up.

When the time comes, will they live in harmony like their kind and wizards?

"It's either domestication or expulsion." John said calmly: "The goblins in Gringotts lost to wizards, but do they have no other thoughts?"

"They never let go of their desire for the wizarding world."

The greedy eyes of the Gringotts goblin flashed in Hermione's mind, and she was a little lost.

John's words are full of reality and explicitness. This is not a novel, but it is the real world for John.

Perhaps at a certain moment, when seeing the aliens in the novel being rescued, there will be a kind of joy.

But in reality, if cats and dogs that can use guns are rescued, will they still be good friends of human beings?

The house-elves are so powerful that even Lucius was blown away by Dobby who didn't have a wand, and Hogwarts' anti-apparition magic was useless in front of the elves.

To John, house-elves are good elves these days.

Enjoy equal rights and interests with wizards, then sooner or later, wizards will break out wars with house-elves again.

Hermione left, shaky on her feet as she left.

John didn't know if she would insist on her own ideas, but John would regard Hermione as a friend anyway.

Walking into the library, John rummaged through a lot of materials.

There are few books on the spiritual level, and John sat there reading.

Putting down the spiritual books, John had a preliminary diagnosis of the Longbottom couple's treatment plan in his mind.

"Being overstimulated leads to self-isolation."

He stroked his chin, troubled by the Longbottoms' symptoms.

After all, it was the Cruciatus Curse, the Three Unforgivable Curses.

"Mind magic needs to knock on the door of the heart, which requires a strong empathy, which means that I have to be like them."

John felt a headache, could it be possible for someone to use the Cruciatus Curse on him?

I have no tendency to be masochistic, and the Cruciatus Curse may not be effective, at least I need to achieve empathy.

Similar to frequency modulation, you can receive the signal only by tuning your mind to the same frequency as the Longbottoms.

"From zero to one, it's too difficult."

In other words, if it was simple, Dumbledore would not have been watching the hero of the Order of the Phoenix go on foolishly.

After packing up the books, John got up and left.

...

Saturday.

Today's weather is fine, John got up and did some morning exercises.

There is no Quidditch this semester, but it does not mean that there is no need for training.

Malfoy went out early, and now that Montague was the new Quidditch captain, Malfoy didn't fight him.

Flint graduated and left, which means that the team tactics need to be readjusted.

As a core player, Malfoy's tactics are vaguely close to Malfoy's.

Since it was normal training, Malfoy didn't need to use Firebolts either.

The Firebolt that Lucius had ordered for Malfoy was on the way, his reward for winning the Slytherin title.

Although it has something to do with winning some money at the World Cup.

Malfoy intends to move closer to professional Quidditch, and John supports him.

That time also allowed John to earn a lot of money. In his joy, John gave benefits to all employees, which made him even more prestigious.

Among the students enrolled this year, there is a werewolf.

As for how John found out, because he sponsored the admission.

There are some considerations for secretly enrolling, not being aboveboard.

It needs to be carefully observed first. With Lupine as his predecessor, Dumbledore also let the werewolf enter the school.

But instead of Slytherin, it's Hufflepuff.

This is also a good thing for werewolf wizards, Hufflepuff is the most inclusive house.

Johnny Silverhand will be in charge of providing the wolfsbane potion until the Werewolf Wizard graduates.

By the way, this little wizard is the adopted grandson of Old Jack, Little Jack.

After morning practice, John headed to Hagrid's cabin.

He made an appointment with Luna, and he was also planning to go to the Forbidden Forest to find Wei Wei.

In the hut, before Hagrid came out, Fang ran out first.

Yaya circled enthusiastically around John, and John took out the dog food and stuffed it in its mouth.

"John, here you come."

Hagrid was delighted, he had been studying the Snorkers lately.

This little guy gave him too many surprises. The Horned Snork has the ability similar to apparition, and it is very strong.

Even in the castle, you can move.

The crooked snorkel eats a variety of plants, with dragon fruit being its current favorite.

When John came in, he saw the horned snorkel buried in half of the dragon fruit and munching, and there were some white fresh food there.

It's a bit bigger in size, but it's still easy to pick up with one hand.

John picked it up and took a look. The horned snoring beast's hair has a waterproof effect, and the juice can't stay on it and slip down.

"Hagrid, what are you doing?"

Noticing Hagrid's sneaky behavior, John looked over and saw Hagrid hiding a piece of paper behind his back.

Hagrid looked away with embarrassment on his face, still showing a little.

"Madame Maxime?"

Seeing the words on it, John looked up at Hagrid again.

Hagrid seemed to be exposed by someone, embarrassed, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

Fortunately, John just looked away and turned his head away. He whispered to the horned Snork.

The Horned Snoring Beast didn't know if it understood or not, so it nodded solemnly.

After discussing the appearance plan, John and Hagrid bid farewell.

After walking out the door, John turned around and came back. Hagrid, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was taken aback.

"By the way, Madam Maxim likes tulip perfume, you can spray some on the letter."

Hagrid blushed, and John turned away.

Arriving in the Forbidden Forest, John saw Luna stepping in in a trance.

She looked up, as if looking for something.

"I thought maybe the Crooked-Horned Snork would stay in the tree."

The ethereal voice is as pleasant as singing, which calms people down.

John was a little amused when he heard this, and pretended to say: "Really, I seem to have found the horned snoring beast in a tree as well."

After the words fell, John found that Luna was looking at him.

John felt as though she had seen his lame lie, so he said, "It's in the tree too, isn't it?"

Luna nodded upon hearing this.

John waved to her, and the two walked into the Forbidden Forest together.

After a distance, two people have entered a certain depth.

"Shh."

John stopped, and Luna accidentally bumped into John behind him.

Covering her head, she looked in the direction John was looking.

In that forest, there is a big tree.

It looks like two trees are intertwined, and there is a tree hole on the trunk of the tree.

"There it is." John lowered his voice.

Luna saw a small head trying to climb out of the tree hole, and the curved horns were a little too big on the head.

Eyes widened, John could clearly see an expression of surprise on Luna's face.

Seems like this is the first time this has happened.

Accidentally moved the bushes, the horned snoring beast retracted when it heard the movement, but quickly poked its head out again.

It happened to meet Luna's eyes.

The horned snoring beast couldn't hold back its fart, and the whole beast disappeared with a bang.

"Where is it going?" Luna was about to find out, feeling something crawling over her shoulder.

She looked over, and saw the horned snoring beast struggling to grasp the robe with its two claws.

She stretched out her hand to hold it, and said in an ethereal and soft voice, "Hello, my name is Luna."

Serious self-introduction, the horned snoring beast was a little dumbfounded, and held back for a long time before spitting out a moo from its mouth.

Luna smiled, bright and beautiful.

"Thank you, John."

John felt that she knew everything, leaning against the tree, watching quietly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

He waved his hand.

...