I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He was not being modest, he estimated that Dumbledore's magic power was level 7, which was definitely one of the top powers in the wizarding world.

You have to know that the professors in the academy are probably at level 4 or 5. Snape, McGonagall, and Flitwick are close to level 6 or 6, but definitely not level 7.

This is a gap that very few can cross.

He was only level 4, and with the help of ancient magic and the blessing of the limited gloves, he was able to use that attack.

And just because the range is wide, it does not mean that the power is great.

In other words, the wizard who caused the trouble was not strong enough, so he was defeated so easily.

The gap between him and Dumbledore is too big.

I looked at my experience points and I was still 5 points away from reaching level .

John rubbed the ring with his fingers. When he reached level 5, he might be qualified to be more tough.

The car stopped outside King's Cross Station and Tang Mi took out John's luggage.

"I can go up by myself."

John waved his hand and asked Tang Mi to go back.

Tang Mi nodded and watched John leave.

Walking into the station, John didn't see anyone he knew, so he walked onto Platform 9 3/4.

On the train, he sat down in any carriage.

Tom shook his tail and ran out of the carriage.

John let it be, closing his eyes and thinking.

There would be the Triwizard Tournament this semester, but it was not John's priority.

He knew that Voldemort's return could not be changed, so all he could do was to reduce Voldemort's strength as much as possible.

In John's guess, Voldemort and Dumbledore belong to the same echelon. Perhaps his strength is weaker than Dumbledore's current strength, but it is not easy for Dumbledore to kill him.

More important.

Dumbledore is old.

At most, Voldemort is now in his sixties, while Dumbledore is over a hundred years old.

Even if a wizard has strong physical fitness, this age is a period of decline.

And Voldemort's age happens to be the period when magic is at its most powerful.

The exhausted Phoenix versus the peak Viper.

The distance between the two is time.

If Dumbledore were younger, perhaps Voldemort would not be so scary.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Rubbing the ring across his fingers, John mentally considered several of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

As a time traveler, he forgot a lot of the plot, but he remembered some things.

Such as Snape's infatuation and sacrifice, the Deathly Hallows, the protagonist group, and the Horcruxes.

If the Horcruxes are not destroyed, killing Voldemort a few more times will be of no avail.

As far as he could remember, in addition to Nagini, there were also relics of the founders of the four academies.

Except for the Sword of Gryffindor, all the relics of the other three founders are.

Unfortunately, of these three things, John vaguely remembered that Slytherin's locket seemed to be in a cave.

He had no clue about the cave.

It is speculated that it is either near the orphanage where Tom Riddle used to stay, or near the house of Voldemort's biological father.

"It would be nice if there was an instrument that could detect Horcruxes."

After thinking it over, John stopped stroking the ring.

I opened my eyes and the carriage door opened.

"John!"

After being surprised, Daphne remembered her own image and immediately turned back into a noble and beautiful young lady.

She sat down next to John, thinking that this was a space for two people, and it was indeed the right decision to leave her sister in another car.

However, his joy did not last more than three seconds, as the carriage door opened again and Malfoy walked in arrogantly.

As soon as he sat down, he felt a little cold.

Looking up, Daphne's eyes were practically spitting fire.

Malfoy shuddered and was just thinking about how to leave without being rude when he saw the door open again.

Goyle, the idiot, came in with a bunch of food, blocking Malfoy's way out.

The air pressure in the car dropped again, but even a thick-skinned Gore couldn't notice it.

Outside, raindrops were hitting the car window, and Malfoy really wanted to kick Goyle out.

The carriage door was destined to be restless today and was opened again.

This time it was Crabbe who said excitedly, "I saw Potter."

When Malfoy heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and Goyle didn't even bother to eat.

The three men immediately walked out of the carriage, Malfoy's arrogant voice still ringing.

"Actually, my father considered sending me to Durmstrang..."

Daphne clenched her fists secretly and finally returned to her world of two.

Thinking about what she should say, she put a strand of hair behind her left ear and opened her mouth: "About..."

"Crash."

The door opened again.

Daphne: It’s not over yet!

Unfortunately, it was Heinrich who came in this time.

John said, "I thought you would go back to Durmstrang to confirm."

Heinrich said calmly: "No need, Karkaroff may be stupid, but he is not a fool."

Igor Karkaroff, headmaster of Durmstrang.

But in Heinrich's mouth, he was just a stupid and cowardly guy.

There is not even the slightest respect for it.

Edgar believed in the strong, and Karkaroff was not a strong man.

"He joined the Death Eaters with my uncle, but sadly, he escaped in the most cowardly way possible."

Heinrich was very disdainful of Karkaroff. Although he also disliked his uncle, a person who chose to betray his companions to gain freedom was even more disgusting.

Daphne was curious, as Heinrich rarely talked about Edgar.

Edgar was also an outlier among purebloods, so she asked, "Heinrich, can you tell me about your family?"

"Family? There's nothing to say." Heinrich remained calm and said like an outsider, "My grandfather followed Grindelwald and died for him. Only two males of that generation are left."

"My uncle, he was very talented and ambitious. After he was defeated by Voldemort, he followed him willingly and became a Death Eater. He never returned to the family until his downfall."

Edgar is proud to follow the strong, and they are known as the strong's lieutenants because once they identify a person, they will sacrifice their lives for him.

He didn't look down on his uncle, he just felt that he had chosen the wrong person.

After talking about family matters, the rain outside was getting heavier.

The Hogwarts train gradually slowed down and pulled into Hogsmeade Station.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and Hagrid's tall figure appeared at the station every year.

He waved hello to John.

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Chapter 191: Fourth Years and Sorting Ceremony

The carriage passed through a gate with sculptures of winged wild boars on either side.

Mud splashed on the wide road, and the strong wind shook the carriage with five people in it.

Heinrich looked pale and sickly, and Daphne was reading a small pink notebook.

Malfoy's mouth curled up as he thought about how he would humiliate Potter later.

Astoria looked at her sister studying hard with an expressionless face. If you didn't know better, you would think she was learning some advanced magic.

Only she knew that it was a recipe she bought from somewhere.

John raised his eyes and looked out the window.

The rain was caught in the strong wind and the shadows of the trees were deep.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and the carriage stopped at the stone steps in front of the oak gate of Hogwarts.

John stood up and walked out, and the rain changed direction just before it touched him.

Other people in the car got out one after another, without any umbrellas, and the rain avoided them.

In the hallway, the students who were originally discussing the holidays shut up when they saw this scene.

Especially the Slytherin students, they looked at them with fiery eyes as if they were seeing some idols.

"Look, John Wick, I wonder if I can have a word with him."

"Don't be silly, don't you see who is around him?"

"Daphne Greengrass, the undisputed beauty of Slytherin and the smartest woman!"

"Heinrich Edgar, from a family of successive Dark Lord lieutenants, the second most powerful man in Slytherin."

"Draco Malfoy, the core player of Slytherin Quidditch, has been flying for two and a half years, although he didn't catch the Golden Snitch in the end. Oh my God, he is looking at me!"

The whispers were mixed with words like admiration, handsome, and elegant.

Malfoy was very pleased at first, but after hearing the latter part, he was completely torn.

A murderous look was cast at those who were whispering. Let’s not talk about losing to Potter. We are still good friends.

I really liked you.

Ouch, what are you doing——

Malfoy stroked his carefully groomed middle-parted hair sadly and vowed to get back at his former self.

Astoria felt like she shouldn't be here because the gazes of the people around her put a lot of pressure on her.

Daphne noticed her strangeness and reached out to hold her sister's hand, whispering, "Are you okay, Astoria?"

The warmth from her hands relieved her from the pressure, and Astoria glanced at her sister gratefully before her eyes fell on the pink cookbook that was hugged tightly.

Astoria:…

Peeves, who was hiding above and preparing to throw a water ball, just raised it and saw the familiar black color below.

He shuddered with fear and the water ball slipped down.

Before it could touch John, he caught it with his face.

"Mr. Wick."

Peeves hung upside down and bowed like a waiter.

John saw Peeves and smiled, "Did you wash your hair?"

Peeves looked embarrassed and then crawled into the wall.

After he left, the wizards who came in were in trouble.