I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"Ron, you have an interesting question."

John walked to the long table in Gryffindor. Even though there were already a dozen people, they were still nervous when facing John.

Hermione wanted to say something, but John stopped her with his hand.

"Warrior? You have to know that not everyone is like you and likes to trample on the rules for fun."

In the auditorium, Dumbledore was on the teaching staff seat. He looked towards this side without making a sound.

John sighed and said: "Courage does not mean recklessness, and risk does not mean presumptuousness."

Ron blushed, he couldn't stand John's tone of educating children.

"Yeah, but you're not meant to be a warrior, are you?" He retorted loudly, as if wanting to prove himself right.

John watched him silently, and just when Ron thought he might get a beating, he smiled.

Jokingly said: "So you want to be a warrior?"

"If it weren't for the age limit, I would definitely do it!" Ron was already broken.

John nodded when he heard the words, and then said loudly: "Perhaps the people outside should give way."

The people outside didn't know what was going on. After hearing the sound, someone walked in to watch.

John was laughing, but there was no smile in his eyes. Looking at Ron, he said softly, "I hope you will do what you say."

He raised his hand and took a shot of the void.

The object magic is activated.

"The Goblet of Fire is coming."

The Goblet of Fire that was originally in the hallway shook violently, and the students who sensed that something was wrong stepped aside one after another.

In the next second, the Goblet of Fire flew out like a cannonball.

It just fell into John's hands and was firmly grasped.

A needle could be heard quietly in the auditorium, and even Dumbledore stared at this scene in amazement.

The wooden goblet continued to burn with blue flames. He held it like this, and everyone around him moved away subconsciously.

John put the Goblet of Fire in front of Ron, and the blue flames rolled, making Ron's face pale.

"Now, you can be your warrior."

Aggressive eyes fell on Ron, Malfoy took the lead in booing, and laughed loudly: "Hurry up and throw it in, Weasley."

"Just to remind you, putting your name in it means that you have signed a contract with the Goblet of Fire. Even if you are picking your teeth in the mouth of the fire dragon, you must go there."

John's voice was full of coldness. Ron tried his best to put the name in, but his hand was out of control. He never thought of this possibility, and he didn't even prepare the name.

Holding the Goblet of Fire, John looked around the Gryffindor table like a king holding a scepter of fire.

Here is Seamus, who just laughed at Cedric as a young boy, and Dean, who thinks that if the age limit is lifted, he will definitely become a warrior.

The two strong-mouthed kings shrank into quails, and John took the Goblet of Fire and turned around the long table.

"Put down your names and let me see how courageous you are to slander others behind your back."

When the Goblet of Fire turned to Harry, John chuckled and said, "Harry, don't you want to try?"

Harry clenched his fists and stared at John with emerald green eyes.

"John Wick." Dumbledore said at this time.

He looked at John complicatedly and said, "Put the Goblet of Fire back."

John bowed and said respectfully: "Of course, I will never go against your request."

After speaking, John walked outside.

Standing outside the age circle, flanked by crowds of people stepping out of the way, he took a step inside.

The magic power overflowed and enveloped the whole body.

The age circle didn't work for him, so he walked over with a blank expression, and put the Goblet of Fire back with his own hands.

He walked in the age circle, as if he was slapping the face of those who questioned him.

It's not that they don't have this strength, it's just that they disdain.

Malfoy trotted out and opened his hands to the people in the auditorium as he walked. He laughed loudly: "Our king sits on the throne and disdains to play with the weak."

How could the king of Slytherin end himself.

Only his words remained in the auditorium.

Ron didn't have the face to stay any longer, and left with a pale face.

Harry and Hermione hurriedly chased after him, and Hermione recalled the appearance of John just now.

She felt a little strange, John now was completely different from before.

Hard-edged.

He stepped on the age circle and the rules of the game that Dumbledore painstakingly worked out.

John Wick, does not intend to continue to be an npc in Dumbledore's play house game.

Furong saw John. She was wearing a light blue school uniform, and she held up the hem of her skirt with both hands to salute John slightly.

Wearing the crest of the Order of the Stars, she casts her name into the Goblet of Fire.

Ms. Maxim had seen everything just now, and she probably didn't expect that John could ignore the age group left by Dumbledore.

Beauxbaton's students all cast strange glances at John, and they lined up to put in their names.

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Teaching Neville at the Shrieking Shack, John gave him a bearer wand, so he didn't have to worry about being caught using the dark arts.

In the evening, John and Neville left.

They went to the auditorium, and today they will compete for the three school warriors.

On the way, Neville tried to speak several times, but finally closed it.

Seeing him like this, John said helplessly, "Speak up if you have something to say."

"John, you hate Harry and the others?" Neville obviously heard something, and said cautiously: "I heard from others that you had conflicts with them."

In fact, Neville was very conflicted, he thought Harry and the others were not bad.

Hearing Neville's concern, John shook his head and said, "No, I don't hate Harry, Hermione is my friend, it's just that Ron Weasley is talking nonsense this time."

He was telling the truth, if it weren't for Ron, he really wouldn't have run into Harry.

To deal with the savior, he has no such thought.

His track was never a student.

Although Dumbledore is not very kind, he is not angry with children.

"Ron is indeed weird sometimes." Neville breathed a sigh of relief.

The two came to the auditorium to part.

The Slytherin table was always reserved for John, and no one dared to sit there.

Candlelight illuminates the auditorium, and the Goblet of Fire has been put in.

The students were anxious to know the result, the Weasley twins didn't have that big beard anymore.

They'll have to wait until after the Halloween dinner to find out, though.

Finally, the golden plate was restored to a spotless state.

The voice in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot, and Dumbledore stood up.

Everyone is full of expectations.

"Okay, the goblet is about to make a decision," said Dumbledore, "I reckon there's a minute left, listen, and when the names of the champions are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the hall and then walk along the staff table Go over and enter the next room."

He babbled, and 1 minute passed.

Dumbledore swung his wand wildly.

Except for the jack-o-lanterns, all the candles were extinguished.

The Goblet of Fire burst into dazzling light, the blue and white flames turned red, and crackling sparks burst out.

A tongue of flame shot into the air, and the charred parchment slowly fell down.

Dumbledore reached out to catch it, and said in a clear and forceful voice: "Victor Krum!"

This result was within everyone's expectations. Heinrich was expressionless, but his eyes dimmed.

Krum got up to leave, and walked into the next room according to the procedure.

The applause died down, and a few seconds later, the second parchment was spit out.

"The Champion of Beauxbatons," announced Dumbledore, "Fleur Delacour!"

Fu Rong got up, flicked her shiny silver hair, and passed between the tables lightly.

She also entered the next room.

The Goblet of Fire turned red again, tongues of flame shot high into the air, and a third parchment appeared.

"Heroes of Hogwarts," cried Dumbledore, "Cedric Diggory!"

Cheers rang out, especially from the Hufflepuff table.

Malfoy saw that Ron's face was not good-looking, and he raised his eyebrows triumphantly, with a mocking look on his face.

The uproar finally subsided, and Dumbledore was just about to finish the selection.

Suddenly, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks burst out, long tongues of flame shot into the air, and the fourth piece of parchment flew out.

Dumbledore subconsciously stretched out a hand to catch it. He stared at the name on it. After a long silence, he cleared his throat and read aloud: "Harry Potter."

This scene caught everyone by surprise, even Dumbledore.

When he took the paper, he subconsciously glanced at John.

After the announcement, there was no applause.

Harry saw the students around the Gryffindor table staring at him with their mouths open.

"I didn't put my name in." Confused, he explained to Ron and Hermione, "You know I didn't."

But without giving him a chance to explain clearly, Dumbledore called Harry away.

Harry got up and staggered awkwardly on the hem of his robes as he walked down the road.

John glanced at it, and Malfoy almost laughed.

"Look at the savior, the hypocrisy. John asked him to vote, but he didn't want to. It turned out that he had secretly put it in."

The Slytherin table burst into laughter, as if watching a joke.

Their voices did not lower, making the Gryffindors anxious and angry.

Daphne grabbed John's sleeve and pulled it, curiously asked: "Is it him?"

John shook his head and said, "He doesn't have the ability."

Quite directly, John cut off the possibility of Harry cheating from the strength.

The only possibility is that someone else put his name in it.

This required a strong Confusion Charm, John thought of the Chamber of Secrets being entered.

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