I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"To be honest, I am honored to have you here."

Principal Zhong led John into the courtyard with a beautiful cherry blossom tree.

The pink and white petals are breathtakingly beautiful in the moonlight.

The thick trunk, the hanging catkins.

Whether it is the East or the West, seeing this scene, there is a sense of shock of primitive beauty.

"It's not just because of your strength, Your Excellency Silver Hand." The headmaster knocked on a door in the courtyard with his wand, "And your amazing wisdom."

Doors opened to either side, revealing a place with numerous bookshelves.

This is an attic, which is also where the library is located.

In the attic, there are not only documents, but also many scroll-like things.

"I heard that most of Johnny Silverhand's things were created by you, Your Excellency Silverhand." The principal invited John to go in.

John picked up a scroll and opened it, which contained things written by ancient onmyojis, or wizards.

"It seems that you know a lot, Principal." John glanced at the content of the scroll, which was about an ancient sealing spell.

Principal Zhong smiled and said: "We, like Your Excellency, like to study some things."

He stroked his beard, looked at John with cloudy eyes and said, "A friend of mine always praises your intelligence in front of me, which makes me look forward to it."

"Then your friend must be a powerful wizard." John saw a door in the attic on the first floor, and he asked, "What is that?"

The door was sealed tightly, and there were many runes with magic attached to it.

Principal Chong glanced at him and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

Obviously, he didn't want to say it yet.

John nodded in understanding, and then asked if he could take a look on it.

"I will close the library for your Excellency for a while," Principal Zhong said, "so that my students won't disturb you."

"Then thank you, Principal." John did not refuse.

Principal Zhong walked out of the library and closed the door.

John looked back at the closed door again, turned and walked up to the second floor.

There are more books here than Hogwarts, most of them are things handed down from ancient times.

Looking out from the second floor, you can just see the beautiful cherry tree.

John got acquainted with the library and picked out some ancient books, which he focused on reading.

As he stayed in the library, John was also rapidly absorbing knowledge.

The predecessor of the magic institute was called Yinyangliao, and the original prototype was the Onmyoji.

So their magic is different from the West.

For example, those magics that can be placed on paper to create different powers are called talismans in the magic institute system.

It can be regarded as an obvious difference between Eastern and Western wizards.

Similar to John's amulets, but they are more used as seals.

So the sealing spell is a commonly used spell.

In the legends of the ghosts walking in the night in this country, wizards use this method to deal with monsters that hover between life and death.

"Why does it sound like a ghost?"

John pondered for a moment, then continued to open a scroll to watch.

This look is like seeing day from night.

His brain is like a dry sponge, greedily absorbing foreign intellectual arguments.

When the second night came, John's expression became serious.

"This is very similar to what I guessed."

Looking at one of the volumes, it is written that magic relies on spiritual power, and the activation of magic power can be stimulated by stimulating emotions.

In this regard, John had tried to arouse the power of anger when he trained Malfoy.

The scrolls are all in the language of neon, but with John's learning ability, learning a language is still very simple.

He kept flipping through it, and gradually his expression became strange.

"experiment?"

He sees a book that is not a scroll, which records some kind of experiment.

John read carefully and found various theories that this experiment was carried out under the guise of improving magical talent.

"It's a theory after all."

It records the use of electric shocks to stimulate the human brain, thereby arousing stronger emotions and greatly enhancing the magic power.

And it doesn't stop there, there are various experiments that stimulate the talents of wizards.

Including but not limited to, like Neville was thrown from a high altitude when he was a child, he was used to stimulate his magical talent.

Although the average wizard's life is hard, if this is done, it is obviously impossible not to save people's lives.

John closed the book and tossed it aside. The thing was tasteless.

I guess it's a brain twitch to do this.

Activating magic talent through external stimulation, most likely the best result is just one more madman-like wizard appearing.

"Azkaban will wave to you."

Day three.

John found records about bond magic.

This thing is like Harry's 'mother's love', it's hard to say Harry didn't fucking borrow it.

This is an ancient magic, through the fetters of friendship, so that those involved can be promoted.

Similar to the protagonist in the anime, with a roar and mouth cannon, and finally a sentence of "don't underestimate our bond", there is a high probability that it can deal explosive damage.

John is not the protagonist of the anime, what he wants to learn from is the fetters inside.

This does not require the magic of blood connection, based on the method of emotional connection, let him study for a day.

John has not been out of the attic for four days.

He didn't understand anything outside.

Musashi was imprisoned.

...

dungeon.

Teacher Shizuka stood outside the cell, looked at Musashi who had lost a lot of weight in four days, and said sadly: "Why did you come back, Musashi-kun."

Looking at the familiar face, Musashi said hoarsely, "I have experienced a lot outside, and I found that I can't escape."

"This shouldn't be your fate," Shizuka sobbed, "You shouldn't be like this."

"From the moment I stepped into that room, it was doomed."

Musashi looked at his rough hands, and smiled wryly, "Big Bear and the others wished they could kill me, because I cheated and escaped again."

"When I'm out of there, what's going on in the back of the room, every scene will be repeated every night."

Clutching his head in pain, Musashi's voice was hoarse like a stranded fish, and he roared, "You know, those people who are as ignorant as me, those who were studied and electrocuted to death!"

He rushed to the cell door and shouted frantically: "Why did you come back, Shizuka, you should stay away from this hell!"

Musashi looked crazy, with puzzlement and anger in his eyes.

Shizuka stepped back again and again, her face was pale, and she said in a whisper: "I, I want to protect them."

"You can't protect them, Shizuka." Musashi said, "These secrets have been here for decades, as long as the principal is still there, you can't do anything about it."

"But even if I escape, then there is no hope at all." Shizuka said stubbornly.

Musashi let go of his hand, and he sat down slumped.

"Are you resenting me for not saving your brother?"

"No, please don't think that way, Musashi-kun." Shizuka quickly explained, "I know you have been outside these years, and you sent money for us."

"Sometimes it's a small amount, sometimes it's a large amount."

"Every piece of this money was bought with your life," Shizuka said softly, "I know you want to protect the children, but this is not the way after all."

"Only by cutting them off completely can they be rescued."

Musashi stared blankly at this woman who was once his best friend. He made crazy money all these years just to be able to forgive his sins.

But his evasion, in front of Shizuka who bravely stood up, seemed so cowardly.

Musashi said: "You won't succeed, not only heavy, but also big people are involved in it."

Shizuka didn't speak, but her eyes were full of moving strength.

...

Half a month has passed.

John compresses the time every day, only sleeps for two hours, and if there is no more second, he will get up and continue watching.

With his unremitting efforts, he has a preliminary grasp of bondage magic.

He was ready to leave.

When the door of the library was opened, Principal Zhong was already standing outside the door.

John asked strangely: "You don't have to go to class?"

The old man seemed to have forgotten that he was the principal, and he even greeted him.

Principal Chong laughed and said, "Your Excellency Silver Hand may not know that today is the students' holiday, and they all left school to go back."

"Really?" John said indifferently, "Then I will take my leave."

"and many more."

A strange color flashed under Principal Zhong's muddy eyes, and he said with a smile, "Don't you, Your Excellency Silver Hand, be curious about what is behind that door?"

"To be honest, that is a research project that the school has participated in in recent years."

"Research project?" John frowned.

"That's right," Principal Zhong invited, "I wonder if Your Excellency Silver Hand is interested?"

"That is a joint project between the Institute of Magic and the Ministry of Magic. I would like to invite you to enter, and I hope that you can give us some pointers in this regard."

Principal Zhong was very optimistic about John's status as the second king, and said, "My friend said that only Your Excellency Silver Hand has the ability to help us."

"Interesting," John chuckled, "That friend of yours seems to respect me?"

"That's why I respect you so much."

Headmaster Zhong invites John to go to that door.

The sealed door was pushed open by Principal Zhong.

The door creaked open.

A heavy, long and piercing sound came.

Behind it is a staircase leading to darkness.

Principal Zhong's smile looked extremely strange in that dim environment.

John squinted his eyes, but wanted to see what was going on.

He goes inside.

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