I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Establishing diplomatic relations and cooperating with giants would be embarrassing if other people in the magical world knew about it.

The relationship between giants and wizards has never been good, especially when they were driven out.

The magical world also hates these big guys who like to kill people. Even trolls are cuter than them.

Powerful, brutal, and bloodthirsty.

This is the image of a giant in the wizard's mind.

This is also why, if people knew that Hagrid was half-giant, he might not even be able to stay in Hogwarts.

Fleur also has Veela ancestry, but she is not ostracized at all, except by some little girls.

"I hope you will follow my advice." Dumbledore looked at the two of them, "Take some measures in advance, then the entire Ministry of Magic and the wizarding world will always remember the efforts made during this period."

What he said was very tempting and made people want to do it.

Dumbledore went further and added: "Voldemort will summon the Death Eaters. They will gather together, just like Aldolph Edgar. They are not dead, they are just hiding."

"Aldolf Edgar?!"

"That madman!"

Mentioning this name that was feared in the days of Voldemort, Amelia thought of bad things.

Fortunately, Aldolf died.

And what's funny is that the way he died was exactly the same as when he faked his death before, he was burned to death by the fierce fire.

A smile appeared on Amelia's face. The man who killed so many people in the Bones family finally got his retribution.

Soon Amelia couldn't laugh anymore.

There is more than one madman under Voldemort, there is also Lestrange who is imprisoned in Azkaban.

There was a moment of silence, from both the family members who came to visit the patient and the professors.

Voldemort was resurrected, and they felt like Voldemort's fall was just yesterday.

A sense of unreality and illusion fills the mind.

Snape also provided strong evidence for this matter.

On his left arm, the Dark Mark from an hour ago was hot and black.

This is Voldemort summoning his Death Eaters.

They also listened to Harry and Cedric's testimony, and Hermione asked in confusion: "Professor, why didn't the Death Eaters respond to You-Know-Who's call?"

Hermione's words made everyone aware of this blind spot, especially Harry.

He saw Altdorf use the Dark Mark with his own eyes, but even Voldemort had not expected that the Death Eaters would not come.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed with complexity, and he said, "I think this has something to do with Johnny Silverhand."

The mention of the name reminded Harry of the silver mask.

He clearly remembered the conflict between Johnny Silverhand and Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't want to say too much, which made Johnny Silverhand even more mysterious.

There was a gleam in old Barty's eyes. He was delighted by Dumbledore's attitude.

Naturally, the more mysterious the relationship between him and Johnny Silverhand is, the better.

Amelia doesn't think so. She is afraid of Johnny Silverhand. From the King of Knockturn Alley to being called the Second King, Johnny Silverhand has always been a thorn in the Ministry of Magic.

"It seems that Lord Johnny Silverhand has a plan."

"Could it be that Johnny Silverhand wants to take advantage of this opportunity to expand his power?"

The two have completely different ideas.

However, they put this idea aside for later. They hoped that Dumbledore could speak out and support someone now.

Just like Fudge in the past, that mediocre man took the position of Minister of Magic with the support of Dumbledore.

Sadly, they were unsuccessful, as Dumbledore was unwilling to publicly state his support.

Whether to remove the Dementors or contact the troll, neither of them can make a decision now.

Dumbledore also knew this, so he made subsequent arrangements.

...

early morning.

The first rays of dawn appeared.

Everyone in the Star Society was in a solemn atmosphere with a sad mood.

None of them were at school, not even Cedric.

He ran out of the school hospital and stood on the island in the middle of the lake.

The sun shines on the surrounding lake, and the clear water is full of light, which looks beautiful.

In the crystal coffin, Heinrich regained his previous appearance.

John used magic, even though it drained his magic power and almost made him faint, so that Heinrich could be decent.

But it is easy to cultivate the physical body, but it is difficult to reverse life and death.

They watched their friend quietly as he slowly sank into the earth.

Malfoy remained silent and Neville looked away.

Cedric clenched his fists and Percy stood in silence.

Furong placed a flower for him, which was a sunflower that grew towards the sun.

Daphne held the half-burned wand in both hands and placed it into Heinrich's hands.

In silence, John held a handful of soil and looked at the numb man standing in the distance.

“Death is very close to us.”

The dirt in John's hand slid through his fingertips and fell.

"Let us give you a farewell visit, my friend."

As the soil fell, the lid of the crystal coffin closed.

Instead of using magic, they buried Heinrich with their hands.

Even though they were in a very embarrassing situation, they had no complaints.

It seemed that Heinrich was asleep, not dead.

The crystal coffin has a magical existence.

You can call it John's paranoia or naivety.

He wants Heinrich to come back, and he wants to preserve Heinrich's body until he finds the magic that can reverse life and death.

"Wait for me."

After doing everything, John walked up to the numb Kim Ludislay.

He still hasn't been able to accept Heinrich's death.

A dull and hoarse voice came out of the cheerful boy's mouth, "Sir, why did he suddenly fall asleep?"

"We clearly agreed on this," Kim Ledisla was no longer high-spirited and confident, and instead, he felt lonely.

It felt like something was missing, but he couldn't find anything to make up for it.

"Kim, I think he wants to give this to you."

John took out the star badge, which was Heinrich's.

Jin stared blankly, then took it and whispered, "This is what he treasures most."

"He said there was light hidden in it, the light he was pursuing."

Touch gently and carefully.

A drop of rain fell on the badge.

Jin murmured, "It's raining?"

Another drop made his vision blurry.

The emotions that had been suppressed for a whole night finally burst out.

No one will laugh, they are equally sad.

...

Night, the last day of the school year.

A depressing mood enveloped the auditorium.

They all knew that someone had died.

Heinrich Edgar, the vampire boy.

He is also the backbone of Slytherin.

When they looked towards the Slytherin position, there were a few fewer people there.

None of them were in Gryffindor, not even Neville.

Dumbledore saw everything that was happening below clearly.

"I have much to say to all of you tonight," said Dumbledore, "but I must begin with a solemn declaration that we have lost a very good man, who should have been sitting here enjoying this dinner with us, who should have been returning to his school, but who died protecting his friends. I would like you all to rise and raise your glasses in honor of Heinrich Edgar."

John did not return to school while everyone in the auditorium paid tribute to Heinrich.

He had left school early and was already at Silverhand Manor.

Tang Mi could see that John was in a bad mood, and whispered, "My lord, I am sorry."

John was holding a book in his hand with a cold expression.

"It's useless to say these things. Let others also mourn."

There was a document on the table, and with his signature, the document became effective.

Death Eater Bounty.

...

Chapter 254 Reward and Hunt

A sloppy, fat, bald man returned home. His face, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed after seeing the poor little nest.

Putting the toolbox down, he rummaged through the cabinet and finally found a bottle of tequila with one sip left.

The lid was opened and he was about to drink the wine when there was a knock on the door.

His nerves tensed up instantly and he hurriedly picked up the wand on the table.

"Who?"

Cautiously moving to the door, he asked loudly and cautiously, "Who's there?"

No one spoke, as if they had just knocked on the wrong door.

He swallowed and looked towards the peephole on the door.

It was pitch black outside and he was a little surprised. Why did it get dark so quickly today?

He tried to open his eyes wider to see more clearly.

Suddenly, he paused.

He discovered that it was not the sky that was dark, but a black wand.

Terror instantly spread across his face, a white light appeared from the tip of the wand, and the door exploded instantly.

The huge impact blew the man away, and the wand in his hand rolled towards the door.

A hard-soled leather boot crushed the magic wand. The man was wearing a black windbreaker and a cowboy hat, with three bloody fingers hanging on his chest.