I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

John went to Hagner to entrust the search for materials.

Although he was the famous boss of Johnny Silverhand, as a material supplier, Hagrid was the best.

"Biestem? I don't understand what you're doing with the horns of that nasty thing?"

Hagrid took a small card handed over by John, and with a shake of his hand, the small card fell out into a list more than two meters long.

Some things are common and nothing, but there are also magical creatures with warlike attributes like Bistem.

Bistems are magical creatures with scales and antlers, huge and warlike.

"I think it's too rare to find it in some dark places." Hagrid never refused his friends' help.

He rolled up the two-meter-long checklist, poured out a cup of tea from the hot teapot, and handed it to John.

"The current international community is in a tense period. What was easy to buy before now needs to be smuggled."

Hagrid covered his mouth as he spoke.

His big mouth said something that shouldn't be said again.

John smiled helplessly, "You don't have to treat me like a child, Hagrid."

"But you're just a kid," Hagrid shook his head disapprovingly. "You're still in school, I mean, even if you have a good name, it still can't get rid of your young age."

"Thanks Hagrid, you are always so considerate." John patted Hagrid's arm, picked up his teacup and drank it.

Hagrid said with a strange expression, "That's just boiled."

"Have you forgotten? I am a fire dragon." John shrugged and opened his mouth to spit out a small fireball.

"how did you do it?"

Hagrid's eyes lit up, as if seeing some interesting magical animal.

"Each Animagus can only turn into an ordinary animal."

"Well, people's bodies are different." John said casually, "Actually, the animals that Animagus turns into are not ordinary."

"Professor McGonagall's cat is much more flexible than ordinary cats. It has the agility of a cat and the strength of a tiger. I'm sure she can knock you into the air after turning into a cat, Hagrid."

Hagrid was pretty good at Transfiguration when he was at Hogwarts, and he could conjure a pig's tail on Dudley's ass.

In terms of human body deformation, Hagrid has a good attainment.

Hearing what John said, Hagrid was still skeptical.

John also gave him an example, "Just like you, Hagrid, I've taken offense."

"You are a hybrid of a wizard's blood and a giant's blood, while Animagus infuses human soul and magic power into animals. They change their shape, but they are still wizards in essence."

"The body of a wizard is slightly different from that of a Muggle. After being transformed, the magic will transform the body into a body that is compatible with different souls."

Hagrid was still a little dazed, he scratched his head, feeling like he was about to grow his brain.

John shrugged and put his teacup down to pat Hagrid's arm.

"It's just one sentence."

"I want these materials to be similar to Animagus and Patronus." John walked to the door and squinted his eyes as he watched the sunset, "A brand new and powerful guardian."

Stepping out, John's voice came from outside the door.

"I'll wait for your good news, Hagrid."

"give it to me."

Although he didn't understand, Hagrid was sure of it.

He turned his head and saw that the fireball was floating in the air with no intention of dispersing. Hagrid tentatively clamped the fireball with the pokers.

The tongs, which need to be burned in the fire for a long time to turn red, quickly turned golden red.

Clamp the fireball under the stove, and the golden flame keeps burning without the intention of going out.

...

John is actually a very dangerous person.

One inadvertent move from him can cause massive damage.

It's like the eternal flame he released at will, which is a more terrifying flame than the ordinary eternal flame.

Similar to Grindelwald's fire shield, John's flame is a fusion of the dark magic of Fiendfyre and Gublai's fairy fire.

Dumbledore was never wrong.

It is precisely the more I know John, the more I am afraid of his mistakes.

Black magic is not some kind of martial arts cheats. There is no distinction between good and evil. The reason why black magic is called black magic is because it has a terrible effect of corrupting the soul.

John can easily let death come to the world, which is what Dumbledore fears.

What scares Dumbledore even more is John's potential that never ends.

Every time he thought he knew enough about this little wizard, he would find that it was just the tip of the iceberg.

"He's scarier than Riddle and Grindelwald, Severus."

This is what Dumbledore said to Snape, and Snape had to agree with this sentence.

Snape said, "What we know is just the tip of the iceberg."

"Yes, Severus."

Dumbledore, the old Hogwarts janitor, was putting his memory into the Pensieve so that Snape could see it.

See how the white-haired wizard made the young Grindelwald obsessed, and how he made Dumbledore, who was also a teenager, bruised.

"No one has ever been able to use time magic without paying any price."

"He did it, we don't know how he appeared at that time, and returned to the present through means other than the Time Converter." Dumbledore glanced at the two blackened fingers.

He hadn't forgotten that John had died under Voldemort's most heinous curse, and had risen from the ashes.

Time, soul, death.

This student was exposed to taboos beyond all wizards.

This also means that the spiritual erosion that John has to endure is dozens of times that of ordinary wizards.

"You don't believe him?" Snape looked at Dumbledore. "He killed Voldemort. Why would you help him when he can't come back?"

"I believe in him."

The rare confusion of Dumbledore the Wise.

"But I can't risk the whole world, Severus."

Snape shook his head indifferently, "You can't stop his rise."

"His youth, his talent, his strength," said Snape, "you can do nothing but the greatest wizard himself."

"But would you do that, Dumbledore?"

This question asked Dumbledore.

He can't.

Whether it's Joel in the past or John in the present.

Neither of them has any position of being an enemy or distrusting each other.

This is where the contradiction comes.

Where Dumbledore struggled.

"We need someone who can wake him up when he is lost in the future, when everyone is away."

Dumbledore looked up at Snape and said, "Harry Potter."

"Harry Potter?" Snape smiled for the first time in front of Dumbledore.

"You don't think he can be compared with Hogwarts, the king of the wizarding world, do you?" Snape said with the most ironic sneer, "Perhaps you think that John Wick will look at the friendship of his classmates." , spare his life?"

"Yes, I think so." Dumbledore did not deny, he nodded and said, "Harry helped John for a while, and John will keep him."

Snape's breathing became heavy, and such shameless words came out of Dumbledore's mouth.

"What you need is not an heir, but a psychiatrist in the Muggle world, Dumbledore." Snape said coldly, "You are crazy."

"You're betting Harry Potter's life like..."

"Just like I originally wanted to deal with Voldemort?" Dumbledore sighed, "Even you didn't realize that our recognition of him has inadvertently become the king's disciple, Severus."

Snape was taken aback, he opened his mouth and couldn't refute.

"I can't see through John, but I can see through the other," Dumbledore looked at the other person in the Pensieve, "Grindelwald, I know him well, there was nothing unusual about him during his time in Nurmengard, he appeared with the idea of ​​changing the wizarding world."

"He will not repeat the same mistakes, any actions are paving the way for the final result."

A tired look appeared on Dumbledore's brows, "To make magic great again, if he can't do it himself, there is only one person who can help him."

"John Wick."

Dumbledore spoke his guess, and Snape backed away unacceptably.

Immediately Snape took a step forward, gritted his teeth with a livid face, and said, "I will not continue to serve you, Dumbledore."

With that said, Snape walked towards the door.

"That's for Harry."

Dumbledore stopped him with a word, and after a few seconds, Snape opened the door and went out.

Dumbledore stared at Grindelwald's evil face in the Pensieve.

After a while, Harry knocked on his door.

"Dumbledore, what's the matter?"

Harry came in puzzled.

Dumbledore stared deeply at Harry.

The only thing that can restrain the king is emotion.

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