I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John had no interest in watching him continue to be a clown, so he checked the tea time on the map.

The coffee table in the living room changed, turning into a Tom that was several times larger. It jumped down and bit the dark wizard's foot.

With a crack, the dark wizard's leg bones broke.

He screamed, and John tapped the sofa again. The sofa stood up, and the armrests on both sides turned into fists, and launched a burst of attacks at the dark wizard.

The sandbag-sized fist made the dark wizard dizzy. He seemed to have just remembered that he was a wizard and pulled out his wand to cast a spell.

A slipper flew into his mouth with perfect precision, choking him and making him speechless.

Finally, Sofa took off the pillow from his body and put it directly on his head.

The suffocation caused the brain to lack oxygen, and the dark wizard soon fainted.

He sat back down on the sofa and considerately dusted off the pillow, which was stained with saliva and thrown into the washing machine for cleaning.

The big dog on the coffee table dragged the unconscious dark wizard to the basement and let his head hit the steps, making a thump thump thump sound.

"Go back, there are still some people you need to deal with today."

Looking at the dark wizard being dragged over, John waved his hand, and the big dog obediently ran back and turned into a coffee table again.

About half an hour later, someone else broke into the house.

As before, these people could not escape the fate of being beaten by the sofa and bitten by the coffee table.

Soon there were a few more people in John's basement, four wizards, all killers with real weapons.

When the dark wizard woke up, his wand was already on the table.

When a silver mask appeared, his whole body began to tremble.

"It seems you know me."

A deep and hoarse voice sounded, and the dark wizard could no longer control himself. He prostrated himself on the ground, trembling all over.

"Respected, respected Sir Johnny Silverhand."

He didn't dare to look up. Who in the magic world doesn't know the iconic silver mask?

"I found you in a Muggle's house," the man stood up, his eyes cast on the dark wizard, and said coldly: "Defoe, tell me, what are you going to do?"

Defoe is the name of the dark wizard. In less than an hour, all his secrets were exposed by John.

His body was shaking, and Defoe said in panic, "Respected Sir Johnny Silverhand, I have no intention of going against you."

"I remember I once stipulated all this." John sat back in the comfortable leather chair, his voice lazily revealing an irresistible tone, "You ignored my rules without my consent. Now tell me, do you respect me?"

Defoe's body was staggering, and he deeply regretted why he had been greedy for the conditions offered by those Muggles.

Johnny Silverhand did not kill all the dark wizards, but instead brought order to their chaotic market.

Those dark wizards are very satisfied with the current situation. If people knew that they had broken the rules, they would probably end up like the dark wizards who were thrown out of the werewolf community.

"Sir, how can I show my loyalty?" Defoe knelt down with gritted teeth. He knocked his nose until it bled and tears flowed out, as if to make himself look more pitiful.

John raised his eyes and said calmly: "Brand it and let me know your loyalty."

brand?!

Defoe trembled like silk, but it was a mark that would never turn over.

But compared to death, he still chose to live.

Defoe was dragged out, and from now on, he was no longer qualified to be an enemy of Johnny Silverhand.

But compared to several other dark wizards who were sent to Azkaban, he was extremely lucky.

Tang Mi walked in after dealing with the dark wizard. He said respectfully, "Sir, the party in seven days has been arranged. Invitations have been sent to Lucius Malfoy, Barty Crouch and others."

After finishing speaking, Tang Mi slightly hesitated and said, "Rufus Scrimgeour..."

"It doesn't matter. He should recognize his position. His betrayal is doomed to fail."

John lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Piers Thickness is a smart man. He is good at networking and knows how to manage his relationships. More importantly, he knows his position."

Tang Mi bowed and said yes, thinking of something, he said: "The Ministry of Magic intends to hold Sirius Black accountable for the disappearance of the Dementors. Should we help with this matter?"

John's eyelids jumped, and he almost forgot that so many Dementors were killed in the end. Dementors did not reproduce, and the loss of dozens of them would be the end of the Ministry of Magic.

"Have Rita Skeeter publish an article questioning whether the Ministry of Magic can effectively manage Dementors, citing the several attacks they have had on wizards at Hogwarts as an example."

John kept his expression unchanged, as he didn't want the fact that he captured the Dementors to be exposed.

Tang Mi did as he was told and waited until the matter was settled.

John also had other things to deal with.

Returning home through the fireplace, he heard the door open.

There was a familiar chattering in the Bear Country language very loudly. Mrs. Wick was smiling, while Watson looked depressed.

"My dear Yadani, your uncle Seryosha has come to see you."

Uncle Seryosha has a loud voice. He has a square face, a prickly beard, short hair, wears short sleeves, and has a sturdy build.

There is no doubt that he can hold down Watson with one hand.

Not only did he come, but several of John's other uncles came as well.

They are Andrei, Anton and Alexei.

As soon as they appeared on the scene, the fierceness of the Bear Country came out.

Unfortunately.

At this time, a truck stopped outside on Privet Drive and the driver made a phone call.

"Watson Wick is back."

A voice came back from the other end of the phone: "Fix him."

The man turned off the phone, got out of the car and opened the back door.

Inside the car, there are a group of people who are not good people.

The driver said coldly: "Do it."

Those people put on masks and got off the car with hammers, steel bars, knives and other things in their hands.

There is no need to use guns to deal with Watson Wick. What's more important is that if they use guns, they will be found by the police and it will cause a lot of trouble.

A group of people walked towards Wick's house.

The Wick family was immersed in the scene of the uncle and nephew reuniting.

...

Chapter 175 The Muggle World and Jovanovich

Seryosha is Jovonovich's eldest son. He is generous and has the steadiness of his elder brother. He has a typical Slavic appearance.

He has a crew cut, a square face, a prickly beard, and strong arms that even the current Neville cannot match.

His big hands ruffled John's hair, and Seryosha muttered in dissatisfaction: "Look at our Yadani, how hungry he is."

John's thin cheeks made Seryosha very dissatisfied, and he turned his eyes to Watson, who looked like a chicken.

It was as if to say, how dare you, a British guy, abuse my nephew.

Watson shook his head repeatedly. What did it have to do with him? He was not a chef.

Andre is the eighth child of the Jovonovich family. He glared at Watson fiercely with his narrow, wolf-like eyes.

He also has a buzz cut, but it exudes a fierce aura.

Anton is the seventh child in the family. He came to visit his sister. He rarely used hairspray to tidy up his usually messy black hair and combed it back. His silence conveyed the message that he was not someone to be trifled with.

Alexei is the ninth child. He wears glasses, looks gentle, has long limbs, and is a twin of Andrei, but they do not look alike.

If John hadn't seen him stab a wild boar to death with a spear when he was a child, he would probably have thought he was a college student.

Anton's expression changed slightly, and he walked out of the room silently.

Alexei seemed to have noticed something. He glanced at Anton who was leaving and gave Andre a look.

Andre got the message, a grim smile appeared on his face, and he turned his neck, making a cracking sound.

"Yadani, we brought you a gift, we hope you like it." Alexi said with a smile, pushing his sister and Watson into the living room.

Watson didn't notice anything wrong. He just wanted to reduce his presence as quickly as possible so as not to be caught by the Jovonovichs.

John did discover something. He glanced at the smiling Alexi and thought that these uncles of his seemed to be no simple people.

That’s right, it must be difficult to stay alone in that place.

Taking advantage of the situation, John called several men "uncle", which made Seryosha very happy.

We brought a box of vodka from the Russians. There were originally several boxes left. If the captain hadn't been drunk and the right wing engine hadn't exploded during the flight, there wouldn't have been only one box left.

When Watson saw the vodka, he shuddered.

He was known as a man who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and he was never able to walk out of Jovonovich's house.

Alexei did bring a gift, and when he opened the box a crack, Mrs. Wick next to him slapped the box back.

"Alexei, your brother-in-law wants to have a couple of drinks with you."

Mrs. Wick smiled gently, and if John saw it correctly, there seemed to be some kind of weapon inside that could make a rattling sound.

And there's more than one.

Watson was being held down and forced to drink. Seryosha used a lighter to light the vodka in the glass, shouted "Ura", and drank it all.

Seeing this, John silently gave Watson a thumbs up.

Dad, you're on your own.

Anton and Andrei came back, and Andrei, with blood on his fist, joined Ula's camp.

Anton went to wash his hands in silence, his face full of bloodthirstiness like a wild beast.

...

"Fuck! Fuck! @#￥!"

On Privet Drive, a man was running wildly on the street, cursing wildly, his face pale as a trace of blood.

He ran to a path, took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Mad men, two crazy men!"

He still didn't calm down.

Those two guys were like demons from hell. A dozen well-trained subordinates of the boss were killed with their bare hands.

Especially the guy with hairspray on his face, who dug out his men's eyes with his fingers in front of him.

The other guy with a buzz cut was just as terrifying, smashing people's heads alive.

Red and white splashed onto the driver's face. He couldn't help but tremble his legs and peed his pants out of fright.

His fingers uncontrollably pressed the wrong button on his phone and he almost cursed.

He pounded the wall angrily.

"Let me help you."

A slender hand stretched out from behind and took the phone. Before the driver could react, he looked up. The eyes behind the glasses were as chilling as a poisonous snake.

The driver tried to escape but was grabbed by the neck and lifted against the wall.

"Hush - be quiet."

Find the call record and the person made the call.

A deep voice sounded: "Is it done?"

The driver saw the man with glasses and gave a sinister smile: "We found you."

After that, hang up the phone.

The driver also died at the same time.