I swung a sword at Hogwarts

There was also an acquaintance there, the Head of the Auror Office, Rufus Scrimgeour.

They hurried over, and John could see that Fudge did not look well, and he was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

He was also scared. He really didn't expect that Dementors would break into Hogwarts.

That's a school, and behind it stand all the wizarding families in Britain.

If those families knew about this, they would probably unite to protest against the Minister of Magic.

He was afraid, this hard-earned power, he had become accustomed to it.

John saw Fudge hurried into the principal's office, and then John received a notice asking him to go to the principal's office.

As soon as John entered the office, he saw Dumbledore's face, which was the angriest and most serious he had ever seen.

Fudge's eyes lit up when he saw John. He walked at a speed that was inconsistent with his potbellied body, and excitedly grabbed John's hand and shook it.

"Are you John Wick, the man who stopped the Dementors?"

"Thank you so much, you have prevented a tragedy and restored the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic will never forget your kindness."

Fudge said this, extending an olive branch with a smile on his face, sweat almost dripping from the tip of his nose.

"If you like, I can send you an offer after you graduate. The Ministry of Magic needs people like you."

As he spoke, he glanced furtively at Dumbledore.

It seems that winning over myself may not be true, but winning over Dumbledore is certain.

Rufus Scrimgeour remained calm, oblivious to what Fudge was doing.

John looked at Dumbledore, whose face showed disappointment in Fudge.

Fudge did something wrong, but as long as he was devoted to the wizarding world, Dumbledore would be his biggest backer.

It's a pity that everything he did was to preserve his own power. He shirked responsibility in this matter, and it was reasonable for Dumbledore to be disappointed in him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, Headmaster Dumbledore wanted to see me." A perfect smirk appeared on his face and John pulled his hand away.

He came before Dumbledore, who turned his gaze to John with a look of relief, "John, we need you to describe the whole process."

John nodded, and then told him everything from how he discovered the Dementors rushing into the Quidditch pitch to how he subdued them.

He looked calm throughout the whole process, as if he had not done anything serious.

Fudge's face was becoming more and more ugly, and John didn't mind giving the Minister of Magic a kick.

He said calmly, "I think the Dementors may have been caused by the joy of Quidditch and failed to suppress their nature."

Leaving the safety of students in the hands of Dementors is like letting a greedy cat guard the fish.

Dumbledore nodded slightly and looked at Fudge.

John didn't need to get involved in what happened afterwards. Dumbledore could be said to have used a scolding tone, which made Fudge lose face.

In the end, the two parties parted unhappily. John saw the whole process and a brilliant light appeared in his mind.

"This is an opportunity."

Fudge was too incompetent, and could even be said to be a bad teammate, causing all kinds of trouble after Voldemort's resurrection.

In this case, John decided to see if he could bring down the minister ahead of time.

Rufus Scrimgeour was not reprimanded, and he remained resolute in his attitude, using Aurors to control the Dementors.

Unfortunately, Fudge thought that was a power grab, so he didn't give him a chance.

After this incident, John knew his opportunity had come.

He wrote and mailed a dozen letters, each of which would find its way into the hands of a pureblood or someone of influence.

With these people joining together to cause trouble, the Minister of Magic would have a headache even if he had done nothing wrong, let alone the current situation where Fudge was in the wrong.

...

the next day.

The Dementors were taken away, and more than twenty Dementors were not as active as before. Some of them even had their clothes one size too short.

Rufus Scrimgeour takes over from Professor McGonagall, who promises that the Dementors will be punished.

There was confidence in his words because Lord Johnny Silverhand had promised to help him.

That night, after he and Fudge left Hogwarts, he saw Fudge being hurriedly called back to the office.

Soon, Fudge began to smash things in a rage.

It should be Lord Johnny Silverhand who made the effort.

This made him very happy because he had been unhappy with Fudge for a long time.

Who wants to be suppressed by others when they can be the master of their own house?

Harry hadn't woken up yet, he had fallen at least 50 feet.

At night, John looked up at the sky.

After the storm, the sky was clear and cloudless, and a full moon hung in it like a jade plate.

The time has come.

John took out the mandrake leaf and put it in his mouth.

The Animagus Journey has officially begun.

Although he was not allowed to talk, John had a solution.

He took out his magic wand and waved it through the air. Wherever it passed, red sparks remained in the air and did not dissipate.

The mark appears.

I can communicate with people in this way.

All he had to do was to tell others that his throat was swollen because he consumed too much magic energy yesterday.

There are all kinds of diseases in the wizarding world, so this kind of thing might happen.

After the full moon, Harry woke up.

He was heartbroken because the team lost because of him.

This was not the first time, especially for Wood, who stood in the rain and wished he could drown himself.

This was Wood's last year, and despite his passion for Quidditch, he was never able to lift the trophy.

Harry thought this was bad enough, but life never gets worse.

His Nimbus 2000 was blown to the Whomping Willow, which shattered the broom into pieces.

Harry was in a terrible mood as his companion who had been with him for three years was gone.

Harry had a constant stream of visitors, and John brought him a box of cockroaches.

"John, what's wrong with you?" Hermione looked at John puzzledly. He didn't say a word the whole time.

John pointed to his throat, then used the marker to write down the reason he had thought of.

Harry felt even more guilty when he heard that it was caused by saving him that day.

...

Chapter 133 Lupin Returns and Asks for Leave

Because he couldn't speak, John got fewer points.

Lupin came back after the full moon. Although his face was still not very good, he smiled.

When the students saw their favorite Professor Lupin return, they all started to complain about Snape's actions.

Malfoy was a little dissatisfied. He didn't like Professor Lupin. Only Professor Snape was the best.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts course was not boring at all, and John's silent spells impressed Lupin.

This was a spell casting method that students learned in sixth grade, but John had already mastered it in third grade.

At the same time, Lupin's eyes fell on John's hands.

He stared at John's hand with the ring, as if trying to see something.

"Is not it?"

Although the ring is similar in style, it is a different color.

And one more thing, the ring is worn on the right hand, not Johnny Silverhand's left hand.

Confused, Lupin deliberately found John after class and asked casually, "When did you wear the ring?"

John glanced at Lupin in surprise, his wand writing rapidly in the air.

"Gift."

Lupin was startled, then remembered that Halloween had just passed.

This reason is reasonable, but Lupin always feels something is wrong.

He had heard of John's glorious exploits, fighting off Dementors with the Patronus Charm, which he had seen on the train.

"Am I overthinking it?" Lupin frowned and fell into deep thought.

One of the biggest characteristics of dark wizards is that they cannot use the Patronus Charm.

This is a common understanding among everyone.

Based on Lupin's understanding of Johnny Silverhand, that man was cruel and ruthless, possessed extremely evil spells, and was definitely a dark wizard.

Being able to use the Patronus Charm is enough to prove that John is not...

But Lupin suspected that John might have some connection with Johnny Silverhand.

Lupin felt uneasy about being connected to that person.

"Perhaps, Sirius's escape has something to do with him."

Thinking of Snape's words, and combining them with what he had seen Johnny Silverhand do before, Lupin felt that it was really possible.

Sir Johnny Silverhand.

A kind-hearted man who created a foundation for cursed little wizards.

Everyone thought so, except for people like Lu Ping who had seen cruel methods.

He was a man with obvious ambitions. He would be a good friend but also a terrible enemy.

"I don't want you to have anything to do with that man, John," Lupin said worriedly.

Whether as a teacher or an ordinary passerby, Lupin sincerely did not want his students to be involved with that person.

...

Potions class.

This was the third time John received a cold stare from Professor Snape.

He could sense the resentment in her eyes, which made him complain inwardly: "You are a professor, so you should maintain your image. Why are you looking like a resentful woman?"

Well, Snape also felt aggrieved.

After reminding him like that, John's voice became hoarse.

You can't blame others. John became like this because he was trying to fight off the Dementors and protect the same eyes as Lily's.

That's why Snape felt so depressed.

With John's observation skills, it should not be difficult for him to realize that Lupin was a werewolf.

That way he could kick Lupin out of Hogwarts on the grounds of being a werewolf, and also get rid of a guy who was suspected to be Sirius's accomplice, killing two birds with one stone.

Too bad everything is broken.

John spent the class under Snape's resentful gaze.

Daphne was very worried. Seeing John, who usually ate three bowls of rice in one go, now only ate half a bowl, she became even more anxious.

Because he was afraid of swallowing mandrake leaves, John drank the paste directly.