I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Chapter 215 Neville is isolated and threatened

"Longbottom, I hope you don't keep your head down during class."

In the Transfiguration class, Neville was criticized by Professor McGonagall.

They were learning how to transform across species. No one knew what Neville was thinking. When his name was called, he just lowered his head even lower.

Hermione couldn't bear it, and whispered, "Professor, Neville has been in a bad mood recently."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Hermione and said seriously, "Granger, being in a bad mood is no reason to turn a guinea fowl into a wood mouse in class."

She was as strict as ever, making the students pay close attention.

But Professor McGonagall was a soft-hearted person after all, and she criticized Harry and Ron who were fighting with swords with fake wands.

He cleared his throat and said before dismissing the get out of class, "I have a few words to say to all of you."

"The Christmas Ball is coming up. It's a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with our foreign guests."

"The dance is only open to students in the fourth grade and above, but you can invite a junior if you wish."

Professor McGonagall said and Lavender Brown of Gryffindor let out a shrill giggle.

Parvati poked her hastily, indicating that Professor McGonagall was still upstairs.

In fact, Parvati herself was trying hard not to laugh.

A face appeared in their minds at the same time.

"Put on your dress robes," Professor McGonagall pretended not to notice the two little girls' actions and continued, "The ball will be held in the hall at 8 o'clock on Christmas evening and end at midnight."

Hermione didn't know what she was thinking and was in a daze.

"Look, the Yule Ball will certainly give us a chance to, uh, let our hair down and let loose."

As soon as Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Harry's eyes fell on her hair, which was always tied into a small bun at the back of her head.

It seemed that for Professor McGonagall, letting her hair down was already quite daring.

"That doesn't mean we will relax our requirements for the behavior of Hogwarts students." Professor McGonagall swept her stern eyes over the students, "If a Gryffindor student brings shame to the school in any way, I will be very sad."

Professor McGonagall tried to be as obscure and tactful as possible. As children from Western families, the students were all relatively precocious.

Especially girls, who are at the age when they are still studying hard for exams in China, are already discussing which boy is more attractive.

They thought of the muscular male students at Durmstrang and the gentlemanly and polite boys at Beauxbatons.

The boys were a little slower, but they were also discussing which girl was prettier.

Harry was kept by Professor McGonagall.

Hermione saw Neville exuding a gloomy aura and hurriedly chased after him.

"Neville, are you okay?" She looked at Neville with concern.

Neville forced a smile and said, "Hermione, I'm fine."

"Really?" Hermione said doubtfully, "Did something happen? I saw you and Malfoy the day before yesterday..."

Malfoy had bullied Neville in the past, but after Neville joined the Star Club, the two never quarreled again.

But the day before yesterday, she saw Neville snatch the armor's sword and chase Malfoy angrily.

"Maybe I did something wrong." Neville was confused. He had no idea what was wrong. He asked other people, but all he got was indifference and ridicule.

He couldn't stand it.

He was originally a cowardly person and was bullied by Malfoy in his first year.

After joining the Star-Swarm, he and Malfoy reconciled their differences and found confidence with the help of John.

He really likes the Star Club, but now, everyone is indifferent to him.

This nearly drove Neville crazy.

He could have endured the darkness, but the warm sunshine made him miss it.

Hermione tried to comfort Neville, but Neville lowered his head and turned away.

He accidentally bumped into the armor and heard someone calling him a blind pig.

...

"The Christmas Ball?"

John also knew about the dance.

But when Snape said it, it sounded like he was talking about how to cut up disgusting slugs and put them into the crucible.

Apparently, our dean has been single for over thirty years.

Danif didn't know why, but she sat a little far away from John today.

She was whispering with her best friend Pansy, probably discussing things about the dance.

Malfoy said teasingly, "Who are you going to invite, John?"

"I'm not a warrior, so I don't necessarily need a dance partner."

John shook his head. He had no intention of dancing, mainly because he seldom danced.

If a bunch of drunken men dancing wildly was considered a crime, then the last time he danced was when he was a child at his grandfather's house.

When Malfoy heard this, the smile on his face froze.

He looked towards Pansy vaguely, and Pansy made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Malfoy swallowed his saliva and pretended to be casual when he asked John: "But it's a tradition that has only been restarted after a century. Wouldn't it be a pity not to go up and dance?"

"That makes sense." John stroked his chin and thought for a moment. Just as Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief, he said seriously, "You want to go up and dance?"

"Uh... no... okay, I'll go." Malfoy really wanted to deny it, but when he turned around, he saw Daphne, who was originally talking to him and Pansy, staring at him.

He couldn't use Legilimency, but he could read a word from those eyes.

Do you want to die?

No, I don't want to!

Malfoy struggled madly.

John was very surprised and said, "Who are you going to invite?"

He thought Malfoy would most likely invite Pansy.

"Ah, Astoria." Malfoy's voice became lower and lower.

"Who?!"

John's eyes widened in surprise and he said, "Shouldn't you invite Pansy?"

Perhaps his surprise was too obvious, Malfoy felt even more guilty, and said unnaturally: "Astoria Greengrass, why must I invite Pansy?"

"Aren't you childhood sweethearts?" John said as a matter of course, "You were jealous of her in the second grade."

“No!” Malfoy was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Seeing John’s calm expression, he finally gave in and said, “Okay, I admit that I had a good impression of her at first, but later I found out that she just treated me as a tool!”

Malfoy said angrily: "She spends money lavishly and still asks me to help her get things. When has this young master ever been treated so unfairly?"

"...I remember," John heard his words and said thoughtfully, "Astoria is in the second grade now."

As he spoke, John's gaze towards Malfoy changed.

"No, I just saw that she couldn't attend, so..." Malfoy panicked. He clearly felt that John looked at him as if he were a scumbag.

"Okay, no need to explain." John said seriously, "I'm not the kind of unreasonable person. By the way, you have to do three more laps today."

Malfoy almost fell to his knees. He had just doubled the number the day before yesterday, now he had to add three more laps.

Being interrupted like this, Malfoy was in no mood to continue asking John who he had invited.

When he looked up, he saw Neville standing there, making a face that looked like he deserved a beating, as was his professional habit.

Too bad Neville wasn't here to see him.

Walking up to John, Neville looked at John, pursed his lips, and said, "John, I want to talk to you."

"What to talk about? How much did your parents' medical expenses cost while they are both lying in the hospital?" Malfoy knew how to stir up hatred.

John saw Neville's fist harden, he nodded, stood up and walked out indifferently.

Neville hurriedly followed behind him, and Malfoy realized that this was not his chance to continue his taunting, so he stayed in the Great Hall.

When he turned around, he saw that the seat in front had been replaced by two girls.

He spoke with difficulty: "That..."

Daphne smiled gently: "You don't have to say it, I understand."

Malfoy was training in the afternoon, and he ran while holding his stomach.

Durian mango scrambled eggs are so powerful.

...

Covered bridge.

John stopped and looked at Neville.

Neville thought about what he had experienced these days, and asked with a glimmer of hope in his heart: "John, did I do something wrong?"

"No." John shook his head.

He raised his eyes again, cold and disgusted, which hurt Neville's heart deeply.

"It's just that I've had enough of your stupidity that doesn't fit in with the Star Club."

Neville's face turned pale. John approached with a dangerous glint in his eyes and whispered, "You'd better leave wisely and disappear from this school. You know, Neville, I know your weakness."

Neville couldn't believe the threatening tone. He gasped for breath and sweat continued to drip from his forehead.

John's face flashed with disgust again, and he said with disgust: "Your parents, I really don't know why you believe any lie they said. Do you really think I will save them?"

Neville's head snapped up and he stared at John.

John chuckled, leaned over, and said coldly: "I was just lying to you, but if you make me unhappy, I don't mind making your parents disappear. I know they are Aurors, but they are also Death Eaters, right?"

"no, you can not!"

"I can!" John said indifferently, "You know nothing about me, Neville. I have never been a good person. You should know that."

Neville seemed to have lost all his strength and he grabbed the railing to prevent himself from falling.

John walked past him and left without looking back.

After an unknown amount of time, a dangerous darkness appeared in Neville's eyes.

He can't let anyone hurt their parents.

Even if that person is John Wick!

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Chapter 216 Kidnapping Longbottom and Counterattack

Either explode in silence or die in silence.

If it was the Neville of the past, he might be timid, but after John's training, the current Neville is no longer a wizard who would be bullied.

At this moment, his hatred for John reached its peak.

John did not leave, he watched everything in the dark.

He knew the time was right.

He now needed a 'good man' to guide Neville.

This good man must be able to take Neville out.

Then, Percy Weasley is the best candidate.

Ever since Neville knew that he was isolated and hated by John, he became very strange.

Malfoy provoked him, but he didn't react at all.