I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The Alchemy Masters Alliance that Damo Alex mentioned is an organization composed of the top figures in alchemy. There are no more than ten members in it, but each of them is an influential alchemy master.

When Gilderoy Lockhart saw that all the big guys had come out, he stopped playing ostrich.

Wearing the most charming smile of Witch Weekly for the sixth time in a row, he stood up and said confidently, "I also doubt Cornelius Fudge's ability. If I were here, the Dementors would never rush into the school!"

As soon as he spoke, Fudge's already red eyes became even redder.

Forget about the ones mentioned above, but how dare you, an uneducated liar, join in the fun.

He pointed at Lockhart angrily and yelled, "You liar, everything is a lie, he is a guy who knows nothing at all!"

Already overwhelmed by the backstab, Fudge shouted to the striker beside him: "Catch him and throw him into Azkaban!"

These were the batters who worked for Fudge, and they took action immediately upon hearing the news.

The red light of the Sleeping Charm flew towards Lockhart.

A hint of satisfaction flashed across Fudge's ferocious face, as if he had seen that after Lockhart was exposed, the huge news helped him cover up what happened today.

"Protego!"

Lockhart shouted dramatically, and an Shield Charm appeared on his body to deflect the attack.

Then he drew out his wand and said calmly, "It seems that you want to attack me, the winner of the Order of Merlin, third degree, and honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League."

Fudge was a little puzzled. The Lockhart he knew couldn't have such a powerful Shield Charm.

The magic power from the ring flowed into the wand. Lockhart smiled confidently and immediately took action, using the disarming spell to send a striker flying.

Several red lights were blocked by his Iron Armor Curse that seemed to have eyes on the back of his head.

Every time a batsman is thrown, a batsman is knocked away.

There were five strikers in total, and three of them teamed up to attack opposite Lockhart.

Lockhart strolled leisurely, one hand behind his back, holding his wand in one hand to deflect spells and counterattack.

He was alone in forcing three attackers to retreat continuously. In the end, he didn't even need to use any spells. His superb silent spells made people open their mouths in amazement.

"Reducto"

The strong white light turned into a ball and hit the three people, and the three people flew away.

Lockhart withdrew his hand and said with a look of melancholy: "Why bother, why make me do it."

Now, Fudge, who had wanted to take advantage of Lockhart's collapse to turn the situation around, collapsed. Anyone with eyes could know how powerful Lockhart was, so why bother maintaining it with lies?

No one noticed that Lockhart's palms were sweating with nervousness.

He had rings on all ten fingers, except for one.

The drama came to an end, and as the Daily Prophet published the next day, Cornelius Fudge was forced to step down early due to multiple accountability and scandals.

Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office, temporarily took over as Minister of Magic and vowed to ensure the safety of Hogwarts students to the greatest extent possible.

"We will do whatever it takes to catch Sirius Black, wherever he is. If we find him in a toilet, we will drown him in a urinal."

The iron-blooded style was a change from the previous weak Ministry of Magic.

Aurors went to Hogwarts and took charge of security and managing Dementors.

...

"So handsome."

Ron's face turned red with excitement. He imitated Rufus Scrimgeour's tone and said, "If you meet him in the toilet, drown him in the toilet. This is a true iron-blooded Auror!"

Harry was also excited and stabbed the potatoes with a waving fork. They felt that this was a real Auror.

Harry just felt a little sorry for Fudge, as this guy had been quite nice to him at the beginning of the school year.

The Slytherin table.

"Draco, this is your dad."

The Slytherin classmates cast envious glances at Malfoy, and Malfoy puffed out his chest proudly.

In the Daily Prophet, Lucius Malfoy was chatting and laughing. This was the long-awaited glory of the Malfoy family returning to the upper echelons of the wizarding world!

John read in the newspaper that Fudge had stepped down, although Rufus Scrimgeour was only a temporary Minister for Magic, and this could be removed temporarily as long as Sirius was caught.

Chapter 135: Photographic Magic and Maps

Putting the newspaper down, John looked up at the Gryffindor table.

Ron and Hermione had another argument.

"How do they manage to have such a good relationship even though they quarrel every day?" John fell into deep thought.

The cause was still the two pets. Crookshanks often ran away, but he never forgot to catch Scabbers.

This incident was the fuse. Ron had long disliked the ugly cat.

On one side was a pet he had raised for twelve years, and on the other side was an ugly cat that he had just bought for less than half a year. He didn't understand why Hermione couldn't understand.

At least from Ron's perspective, there is nothing wrong with this.

John was also very curious as to why Crookshanks was staring at Scabbers.

As far as he knew, Crookshanks was very clever and he would not fail to see that the mouse was the pet of his owner's friend.

"Peter Pettigrew."

The Marauder's Map shows everyone in Hogwarts, and the mouse next to Ron is not called Scabbers.

John had known about this all along, but he couldn't just run up to Ron and tell him, "Isn't this mouse called Scabbers?"

"That mouse is hiding so well right now that it won't even leave the dormitory."

John originally wanted to check whether it was the Animagus that turned into a mouse, but unfortunately Scabbers did not give him the chance.

John had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being.

While eating the sausage on the fork, John felt someone standing behind him.

He looked back and saw Professor Snape deliberately slowing down his pace.

"Well, this matter still needs to be resolved." John muttered to himself and called Professor Snape.

"professor."

Snape seemed to be waiting for this sound. He stopped and turned slowly.

John saw the expectation on that face. He wiped his mouth and said, "I know."

After a nonsensical conversation, Snape smiled for the first time.

He drawled, "Oh?"

John said the key words: "Full moon."

Snape said faintly: "Mr. Wick, you are a smart man."

Okay, now you're smart, right?

John wondered if Snape was calling him stupid in private.

After muttering a few words in his heart, he smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

One big and one small, they look like two cunning foxes.

Snape's pace quickened as he left, showing that he was in a good mood.

The two of them were playing a game of charades. Daphne's beautiful eyes widened with confusion written all over her face.

Heinrich ate calmly, picked up the juice, and then cautiously dipped a little to drink.

Mm, garlic flavor.

He walked towards the Gryffindor table without hesitation, and the twins, whose prank had failed, ran away when they saw that the situation was not good.

Harry was in a good mood and Lupin agreed to teach him the Patronus Charm.

After this Christmas, he will no longer be ridiculed by Malfoy and the others.

Speaking of Malfoy, here comes Draco.

There was clearly a Hufflepuff table between the two colleges, but Draco Malford went around it just to show his presence to Harry.

"The Dementors are coming—"

He pretended to be panicked, which made Pansy and the others laugh.

Harry's face darkened, and Ron and Hermione, who had just been in a cold war, immediately started to protect their cubs.

"Shut up, Malfoy!"

Ron was already in a bad mood, and after being treated like this, he immediately stood up, and Malfoy looked at him without showing any weakness.

"Weasley, you should be thankful this is in the Great Hall."

In a naked threat, Malfoy whispered: "If you dare, you can duel with me."

Ron looked unhappy. This was not the first time he had argued with Malfoy.

Malfoy's strength has improved a lot. If we fight, I may not win.

He didn't realize that Malfoy didn't even curse him for his background now. It was a good thing that Percy was a member of the Star Club, otherwise, with that little mouth smeared with poisonous honey, he wouldn't be so civilized.

"I challenge you to a duel, Malfoy."

Harry would not watch his friend being humiliated, so he rushed out.

"That's enough, Malfoy, do you want detention?"

Hermione stopped the two cubs from going out to duel and stared at Malfoy, unwilling to be outdone.

Every time a curse is cast, points will be deducted. Gryffindor is being bullied by Ravenclaw.

Malfoy shrugged and sneered at Harry, "Oh, dear Potter, you always hide behind your friends."

After saying that, he made an expression like a crying baby, turned around and left with his people.

Ron was so angry that he pounded the table with his fist. Hermione also comforted Harry, "He just dared to say that."

Harry said in a muffled voice: "I know, thank you."

After what happened just now, the relationship between the three little ones has been restored.

...

Time passed quickly, and John punched in and cast spells on time every sunrise and sunset.

The storm didn't seem to be coming, and John was a little depressed.

Usually I have to catch some Dementors to practice.

Turn on the illusion, turn off the brain, go out and come back, and there is one less poor Dementor.

Because of the Aurors' intervention, the Dementors are now mostly confined to one place.

Moreover, Dementors often try to escape, so when some of them are missing, they just assume that the Dementors have escaped and just give up if they can't find them after searching.

They didn't know that the reason why the Dementors wanted to escape was because they often disappeared out of thin air.

The Dementors were like encountering their natural enemy, they tried to run but were stopped.

Terrible in capital letters.

John didn't care about them. He became more and more skilled in soul surgery and put the decomposed souls into bottles.

A shelf full of bottles filled with souls, enough for a dozen Dementors to be disassembled.

The ring became darker and darker, and it could catch the Dementors without luring them. It could just use the Soul-Eating Curse to pull them over.

"That's almost enough."

Looking at the bottles emitting white light on the shelf, John carefully put the things away.

With these soul fragments, it will be enough to perform surgery on Nagini.

Reaching out his left hand and squeezing the unused box, John groaned, "Smash it."

The box was like a paper cup held by a big hand, and a strange force emerged from all directions to shatter it.