I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

One person hurriedly walked into the Silver Hand Manor.

Old Batty's complexion was ashen, and his steps were striding forward. It could be seen his mood at the moment.

"Johnny, Johnny!" he yelled as he walked into Silverhand Manor.

The menacing voice echoed in the empty manor.

"Minister Crouch."

The silver albatross flew into the hall, making John's voice.

Old Batty looked at Albatross with a sullen face, "You should give me an explanation, I remember I said, let you not go too far!"

"I think Minister Crouch shouldn't mind going to the garden. I'm a little bit stuck now."

The albatross' beak opens and closes, as if talking.

Old Batty flicked his robe and walked towards the garden.

The albatross gradually turned into silver light and disappeared.

When old Batty arrived in the garden, he saw the famous Johnny Silver Hand, who was accompanying the little girl to catch butterflies.

A butterfly with colorful wings flew in front of him, and Old Barty slapped it away irritably.

He strode in.

Butterflies are fluttering and flying around in the air.

Tylo giggled, and John chuckled not far away. He waved his wand lightly, and the butterflies turned into flowers and rained down.

"Johnny." Old Barty's complexion was uncertain.

"Minister Crouch," John waved his wand again, and the petals turned into a rabbit and hopped across the garden.

Taro screamed and chased the rabbit past.

"Children's nature is to play around, isn't it?" John glanced at old Batty's expression and said with a faint smile, "Take it easy, am I not here?"

"You exiled the Shafik family," Crouch said with a sullen face, "and now you are going to attack the Carlo family."

"Johnny, as I said, don't go too far."

"It's not me, old Batty." John said lightly, "It's them."

"But you can't stop the Aurors from enforcing the law!" Old Batty roared.

Fortunately, Tai Luo chased the rabbit and left, otherwise the voice might scare the little girl to tears.

"What can the Auror do if they catch it?" John asked back, "For what crime, kidnapping or kidnapping a magical creature?"

John said lightly: "We all know how many people regard werewolves as humanoids, not human beings."

Killing a human and a humanoid is a completely different crime.

One is of the same race, and the other is an intelligent animal.

Old Batty was speechless, and he said in a deep voice, "You used lynching, not only to embarrass the Ministry of Magic, but also those pure bloods will join hands to deal with you."

"The rare pure blood needs means to maintain the bloodline. Karl is the only child of the Carlo family."

Old Batty stared at John's face, and said coldly: "The demise of a family is enough to make pure blood deal with you at all costs."

Pure blood families are also human beings, and they are also afraid that one day their family will decline.

Although today's pure blood holds huge wealth, but the number is getting rarer day by day.

They will be afraid that one day they will become like the Carlo family, the last sons will die inexplicably.

The only way is to set an unwritten rule that for the sake of the family, they need to hold together.

And Crouch is also a member of pure blood.

He had come to warn John, already in the best of his friend's favor.

Those officials, those businessmen, how many people of pure blood will react when they receive this news.

Batty Sr. knows all about the energy of those people.

"You should be afraid, John." He didn't call him Johnny, but said with a headache, "They don't know your true face, they will bite you like crazy."

"Karl can die at the Ministry of Magic, but never at the hands of others."

"What about you, old Batty?" John smiled inexplicably, "You also want to follow that unwritten rule and attack me?"

Old Batty was furious when he heard the words, "You think I will do this?"

"It's just a confirmation." John waved his hand and said with a relaxed expression, "As long as you don't join it, it's fine."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Old Batty frowned. "I know that you did it only to stabilize the werewolf. It can be regarded as indirectly helping me, but they teamed up, and I can't help you much."

As the Minister of Magic, Batty Sr. could not monopolize all the power.

Purebloods need political power to consolidate their status, so a lot of power is in the hands of purebloods.

Old Batty was never afraid when facing Voldemort from the outside, but although those purebloods did not have Voldemort's strength, their power and wealth were all soft power.

A blunt knife cuts flesh, not dead but painful.

"Old Batty, they won't join forces," John said.

"This is an agreement..."

As soon as Old Batty spoke, he was interrupted by John.

"An agreement needs someone to keep it." John smiled inexplicably, "there are always people who know current affairs in the world, and the price is heavy, so they will consider it."

His words made old Batty fall into silence.

Like a huge shock, the blood on old Batty's face quickly faded.

Old Batty's lips were pale, thinking of something, he said in horror: "Tang Mi, where is Tang Mi Shelby?"

He finally remembered something that was wrong.

As John's steward, Silverhand's most trusted person.

Tommy Shelby has never seen anyone since he entered the manor.

Not only that, the Silver Hand Manor was surprisingly quiet.

Those security guards were gone.

Thinking of a possibility, Old Batty growled: "Tell me, John!"

Tylo is holding a black and white rabbit in the flowers and smiling brightly.

Rubbing the emerald green ring with his fingers, John said lightly, "Old Batty, do you know that rules have always only restrained the weak."

"And Silver Hand... has never been in this category."

"Listen well, old Barty, the storm that resounds in the night."

...

The explosion broke the tranquility of the Roll family.

The three Rolls were discussing how to deal with Johnny Silverhand, and they swore the agreement between the pure bloods.

Instead their house was blown open, the hook piercing the tall blond man's shoulder blades and dragging him into the darkness.

The light of the curse criss-crosses the old house of Rolle. This house with a history of hundreds of years was destroyed under the spell.

The same scene appeared in several other families.

The Selwyn family is one of the 28 holy bloods. They have noble blood and believe in the concept of purity like Black.

It is also because of this idea that the members of their family have become Voldemort's supporters.

At this moment, the head of the Selwyn family fled in embarrassment in the forest outside the castle.

Selwyn slipped and fell into the river.

Delicate Selwyns, they were known for their good looks and immaculate attire.

Now he didn't dare to delay for a moment, the smelly mud stuck to his clothes and hair, and his face was full of horror.

The rapids carried Selwyn to another bank.

He didn't dare to stop, and ran non-stop.

Sometimes a figure flashed behind him, which made him terrified.

Maybe it was bad luck, he ran to a cliff.

"Apparate, Apparate!"

Selwyn kept waving his broken wand, trying to escape from this place.

But he couldn't Apparate.

In a fit of rage, he threw his wand away, growling.

"Look who this is?" A laugh came.

Selwyn paled and turned to look.

A man with a hippie face and an Asian wizard approached.

"You can't do this!"

Selwyn said in horror: "I am a descendant of Selwyn, and the blood of pure and holy wizards flows on my body!"

"Oh?" Gauss pretended to be puzzled, "Holy wizard's blood? Then I ask the pure Selwyn, why are you against my lord?"

"That was a misunderstanding. I didn't intend to target Lord Silverhand." Selwyn's face was pale, and he explained in a panic, "It's Karl, yes, Karl Carlo!"

Like a life-saving dead branch caught by a drowning man, he frantically explained: "Karl Carlo planned all this, and, and Roll! Yes, it's all them, and I'm innocent!"

He tried his best to explain that the Asian wizard next to Gauss showed impatience on his face, and he was about to make a move when he drew out his wand.

"Hush—" Gauss raised his finger to signal Selwyn to be quiet, and then reprimanded the Asian wizard, "How can you treat the pure Selwyn like this!"

The Asian wizard's face darkened, and Selwyn seemed to see hope.

Gauss took out an anonymous wand from his pocket and blamed him: "Of course you have to use this wand. Your wand will be traced by others. It's not professional at all."

The Asian wizard took the wand impatiently.

"Wait, I can give money, I have a lot of money!"

"In a drawer in my study..."

"Avada Kedavra"

The ruthless voice made the ruler of Selwyn fall down the valley, and the Asian wizard broke the bearer wand with a blank face and threw it into the cliff

Gauss said sadly: "Confused, if I kill you, the money is mine too."

The Asian wizard, accustomed to Gauss' inconspicuous behavior, returned to Selwyn's castle and took out the parchment from his pocket.

The family list above has basically been eliminated.

Gauss hugged a box and said, "The boss didn't say that you can't make extra money. We split the bill fifty-fifty."

"I only earn what I deserve." The Asian wizard ignored him.

In Selwyn Castle, every life was wiped out.

Not only here, five pure blood families were wiped out overnight.

"By the way," Gauss took out a piece of human skin from his pocket, picked up a magic wand from the ground and pointed it at the human skin, and the Dark Mark appeared over Selwyn Castle.

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