I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Daphne, a top student and the queen of spells, is adept at casting all kinds of spells, but her cooking is too dark.

Heinrich, whose strength is second only to John.

Percy is about to go to the Ministry of Magic to become Barty Crouch's assistant, and will be the candidate for the Ministry of Magic that John will focus on training in the future.

I am very pleased that the network of the Star Society has begun to grow in size.

A golden cup appeared in front of each person, and they tapped the cup gently.

Above the dome, starlight shines and falls into the cup.

A sweet fragrance wafted from the golden cup, and the golden and fragrant liquid filled the cup.

John raised his glass, "Cheers, Star Club."

Everyone else raised their glasses. Percy hesitated and opened his mouth, but seeing everyone's happy expressions and the aroma of the wine that didn't taste like pumpkin juice, he chose not to speak of the school rules.

After drinking a glass, Neville's face turned red, and Malfoy laughed, stood up and took a step before falling down.

Heinrich remained calm, and Daphne looked at John with a silly smile.

Cedric and Percy looked at each other. There were seven people in total, but three of them got drunk after just one glass.

But this wine is indeed very special. After drinking it, a feeling of pleasure is born, and at the same time the magic power increases a small amount.

Cedric and Percy looked at each other and saw the surprise on each other's faces.

"This wine doesn't have a name yet, how about calling it Stars?"

John has no sense of taste, so he didn't feel anything after drinking it.

This is the wine produced from the excess magic power after the Star Society replenished its magic power.

The bottle is full of pure magic power, which will bring great benefits after drinking it.

Cedric took care of Neville while Heinrich tackled Malfoy to the ground.

Daphne doesn't need any care, she just lets out a silly giggle from time to time, and her image as a young lady collapses.

John took out a ring from his pocket. It was a spell ring inlaid with magic crystals. "When you go to Barty Crouch, you will become his assistant."

"John, does this matter have anything to do with you?" Percy stared at John and asked his question.

John didn't hide it either, nodded and said, "It does matter."

"You..." Percy was stunned for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "Although I know I shouldn't ask, how are you related to the Director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department?"

"Ha, of course it's some tricks." John smiled mysteriously and said, "When you become Barty Crouch's assistant, you will see the real me."

Percy frowned as usual when he heard that. John paused while holding the cup, looked at Percy and said seriously: "Percy, you can be modest, but you can't be humble. Remember, you are a member of the Star Society, and your attitude should not be servile."

John said this, because he noticed that Percy always had a habit of hunching his back unnaturally when dealing with superiors.

This may be due to his long-standing concept of superiors and subordinates. John said calmly: "Humility will not be remembered. Your light should not be covered up."

Percy dropped his eyes, seemingly in thought.

The party of the Star Club lasted until the evening, and even the well-behaved Percy did not spoil the fun. They only drank one glass of wine, and everyone was very excited.

In the end, Neville and Malfoy had a fight because Malfoy was not happy with being ranked behind Neville.

One has amazing arm circumference, the other has amazing resistance to blows.

Two wizards were fighting, and neither of them used their wands.

The end result was that Neville sat on Malfoy's body, declaring his victory.

Both of them were drunk, and when they returned to the dormitory, people were wondering what happened.

Rumors spread among Gryffindor that Neville had gone out to fight the troll and ended up beating the troll black and blue.

If this kind of talk happened in the first grade, everyone would burst into laughter.

But now Neville's arm circumference, which has been seen for the first time, makes people feel somewhat real.

Slytherin's case was even more ridiculous. Someone spread the rumor that Malfoy had spent a night with a banshee.

The originator of this sentence was unsurprisingly wanted by the entire Malfoy school.

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Chapter 170 Lupin's Speculations and Hermione's Apology

After John came back, he basically never left the Star Club.

When someone wanted to find him, they couldn't find him.

He was probably the only one who had a clear conscience and skipped the rest of the classes.

Snape was so angry about this that his veins were throbbing.

When he saw John, he looked very unhappy.

"Mr. Wick, if your head is not full of pumpkin juice, then you should remember what you have forgotten." Snape said sarcastically.

John has become accustomed to the fact that his dean is such a hermaphrodite.

He thought about it, and it seemed that there was only one thing he hadn't done yet, so he asked, "Werewolf?"

Snape gave him a look that was obviously right.

So what if he knew the truth? Snape was just unhappy that Lupin could become a professor.

John really wanted to say, is it necessary for him to take action himself against a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who is a disposable item?

Judging from Snape's expression, John also knew some inside information.

From Snape's perspective, perhaps Gryffindor, who are regarded as heroes, seem so hypocritical and disgusting.

"I see."

John nodded, and as he was walking out the door, he was stopped.

"John Wick, you left your stuff here."

Reminded by Snape, John saw the badge on the table.

With a dark look in his eyes, John smiled and said, "I almost forgot."

John put the badge in his pocket and walked out the door with a blank expression.

He deliberately left the badge just now to test Snape's attitude.

Now it seems that the other party really doesn't want to have anything to do with me.

"Is the Star Society really so unattractive?"

John's face twitched slightly. It was impossible for him to say that he was not disappointed.

If Snape joined the Star Society, John could save himself a lot of trouble.

It's a pity that Snape is a die-hard Dumbledore supporter.

After adjusting his mood, John walked to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

There was a knock on the door and Lupin's voice said, "Come in."

Opening the door, John saw Lupin grading grades.

John's coming over made Lupin's eyes fixed.

Sitting down calmly, John said pointedly, "Professor, you seem to be very wary of me."

From suspicion to testing, Lupin gradually confirmed his guess.

He put down the quill, looked at John seriously, and said, "John, you are Johnny Silverhand..."

John was shocked. What the hell? His identity was exposed?

"People?"

After hearing the following words, Lupin saw John's frozen expression and became more certain of his guess.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I knew it. From the first time I saw you, I noticed that you were different."

Lupin took a deep breath and recalled his experience at Johnny Silverhand's store. He advised: "John, that man is very dangerous. You shouldn't get yourself too deeply involved. Worshiping that man will only lead you astray."

worship?

Wrong path?

John fell into deep thought, I worship myself?

But Lupin just thought he was thinking, his face was bitter.

From the way John imitated Johnny Silverhand's movements intentionally or unintentionally, he knew how much John admired that man.

If I had not seen that cruel and terrifying scene, perhaps I would have admired Lord Johnny Silverhand, who had everything under control.

But there is no if. Playing with souls is taboo, and it cannot be changed even if that person is Johnny Silverhand.

John also reacted at this time. It was obvious that Lupin regarded him as a fan of Johnny Silverhand.

John was also happy about this. He looked embarrassed as if he had been exposed. He said with determination, "You are a werewolf, professor."

Lupin nodded, as if he knew what John was going to say, and said in advance: "I know that the transformation of werewolves is due to Sir Johnny Silverhand. I will respect him, but I can't be the same as him."

After all, he was blessed, and even though he knew that Johnny Silverhand had violated a taboo, Lupin had no intention of exposing it.

"A werewolf can become a professor. Don't you think it's all his credit?" John sounded aggressive.

Lupin nodded without denying it. Only someone like him who had experienced discrimination knew the value of equality.

He said in a complicated tone: "I admit all of this, so I will not continue to serve as a professor. I actually don't want to stay any longer, even if Professor Dumbledore promises to let me."

"John," Lupin sighed, staring at the best student, "I sincerely hope you don't become him."

"I will not."

Because I am him.

John said, then complained in his mind.

Seeing that John was serious, Lupin felt somewhat relieved, so he told John his results in advance.

Not surprisingly, it got full marks.

When John went out, he saw the tidy room and thought that Lupin had not lied.

But Lupin's words made John depressed, what was a man like Johnny Silverhand.

I am actually doing good things for the magical world.

Judging from Lupin's attitude, it is unlikely that he will return to Johnny Silverhand's store in the future.

John could only give up with regret.

When they arrived at the auditorium, John had just sat down when he was pulled out by Hermione.

John thought she came to him to ask for the time converter back, so he took out the broken hourglass and said the words he had already prepared.

"Sorry, this thing is broken."

"John, I want to tell you I'm sorry."

They spoke at the same time, and both of them were stunned.

Hermione was the first to react. Looking at the damaged time converter, she hurriedly shook her head and said, "It's okay. I'll give this thing to the professor and say it was accidentally broken."

After speaking quickly, Hermione stared into John's eyes and said guiltily, "I'm sorry John, I doubted you."

"?"

Suspect?

when?

John was confused, he didn't know anything about it.

But Hermione was still very persistent. She felt that it was a huge insult for her to doubt her friend.

Even though she didn't express this doubt out loud, she still chose to apologize.

"When Sirius Black entered the Gryffindor common room, I suspected that you were the one who gave the password to Black."