I swung a sword at Hogwarts

When he opened the kitchen door, he saw Sirius and Snape sitting there.

The two people sat at each end of the long table, looking very disgusted with each other, as if there was something dirty between them.

Sirius glared angrily in the opposite direction, and both of them almost had disgust written on their faces.

Harry noticed that there was an open letter in front of Sirius.

This atmosphere was broken by the sound made by Harry.

Snape's long face, hidden under his greasy long hair that had never been washed for years, turned around.

"Sit down, Potter."

Still using the familiar sarcastic tone, Sirius lifted up his chair like a lit powder keg and shouted at the ceiling, "I hope you won't give orders here. This is my home."

Snape looked over coldly with an unpleasant expression.

Harry didn't want to sit with Snape, so he sat down next to his godfather.

"I should have talked to you alone, Potter," Snape said with a habitual sneer.

"I'm his godfather!" Sirius shouted over Snape's words.

Snape really wanted to stand up and cast a tongue-locking curse on him at this moment, but he still held back.

"I am here on Dumbledore's orders," Snape's voice became increasingly vicious, "but please stay, Black, I know you like to feel involved."

Sirius, who was about to leave after hearing Dumbledore's words, slammed the legs of his chair to the ground, "What do you mean?"

Snape ignored Sirius and turned his playful smile to Harry, "The Headmaster asked me to inform you, Potter, that he wants you to study Occlumency this term."

Harry didn't understand and asked blankly, "Learn what?"

"Occlumency, Potter," Snape's sneer became more obvious, as if he was looking at a piece of wood that had not made any progress. "It is an obscure magic that prevents the mind from being invaded by foreign things, but it is very useful."

Harry's heart began to beat violently, preventing external invasion?

Did Dumbledore think he could possess someone?

He discussed with Ginny, who had been possessed, on his first day back at Christmas that he was not possessed.

He felt doubted and asked, "Why should I learn this?"

"Because the headmaster thinks it is necessary," Snape softened his tone, "you will receive tutoring once a week, and you can't tell anyone, understand?"

"I see." Harry calmed down and thought he might have made a big deal out of nothing. "Who will teach me?"

At this point, Harry saw a look of amusement on Snape's face for the second time.

He raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Me."

At this moment, Harry felt like his internal organs were melting.

He was wrong, and this was punishment.

What did I do wrong to deserve such severe punishment?

He quickly looked at Sirius for help.

As expected, Sirius, who had always been at odds with Snape, exploded.

"Why can't Dumbledore teach him?" Sirius had reason to suspect that this snotty guy would deliberately make things difficult for his godson, and asked aggressively, "Why you?"

"I think it's because the headmaster has the right to delegate unpleasant tasks," Snape showed a playful expression for the third time and said in a smooth tone, "Why me?"

"I can assure you that this is not my intention." He looked at Sirius's angry expression with particular pleasure. "I will meet you in my office at six o'clock on Monday evening, Potter."

"If you don't like studying with me, you can find someone else."

"Change someone?" Harry was stunned. Sirius slammed the table and said, "Then change someone!"

"The other one," said Snape sarcastically, "is John Wick."

As soon as the name came out, Sirius felt that his wound showed signs of recurring, and he took a deep breath.

"Why John?" Harry asked hastily, "I mean, John is not a member of the Order of the Phoenix."

"So you have no choice," Snape glanced at Harry, "The only person in Hogwarts who is proficient in this magic, besides me, is John Wick."

He completely interrupted Harry's thoughts. If Dumbledore wouldn't teach him, then only Snape could.

John Wick can do it, but will he teach you?

Snape said in a sarcastic tone: "You'd better learn it quickly before your brain breaks down."

"Wait a minute!" Sirius stood up and warned, "If you bully Harry in the name of teaching, I will settle the score with you."

"How touching," Snape sneered, his hand clenching his wand in his cloak pocket. "You must have noticed that Potter is very similar to his father?"

"Not bad." Sirius was proud that his brother had such a son.

"Then you should know that he is as arrogant as his father, and criticism is like the wind falling on his ears." Snape's words were like a slippery snake, drilling into Sirius' ears and making him extremely angry.

"I warned you, Snotlout!" Sirius didn't even listen to Harry's words. He drew out his wand with a grim face. "Dumbledore may think you have been reformed, but I don't think so."

"Well, why didn't you tell him?" Snape said sarcastically. "Are you worried that he wouldn't take the words of someone hiding in his mother's house seriously?"

"I almost forgot that even while hiding here, you almost had an arm chopped off." Snape sneered unabashedly.

Sirius raised his wand, and Snape did the same, neither of them giving in.

Just when the situation was tense, the kitchen door was pushed open.

It was Mr. Weasley who had returned from recovery.

Following behind were the Weasleys and Hermione.

When they saw this scene, their smiles froze.

Snape broke the silence and said to Harry, "Monday evening at six, Potter."

As he walked by, he whispered, "John Wick won't help you. You'd better not hang around him."

He actually suspected that John might know another magic besides Occlumency.

Harry's empty head is full of loopholes, so it's best not to appear in front of John.

After saying that, he walked away.

...

The holiday is over.

People are returning to school one after another.

John saw Daphne standing in the hallway, her pretty grey-blue eyes searching for Pansy.

Next to the stairs outside the foyer, Pansy had a bitter face and didn't dare to show her head.

The two of them stood like this for almost an hour, and finally Daphne saw John appear, screamed and ran away.

Pansy felt relieved and ran through the hall to the Slytherin common room at almost the fastest speed.

"Has she forgotten that they are in the same dormitory?" Malfoy complained.

John saw Astoria coming back and she had gone to Finland to ski.

Although Mr. Greengrass didn't think it was fun, his daughter was very filial.

Mr. Greengrass: This cotton-padded jacket is so filial.

Malfoy saw Astoria and immediately ran down to help her with her luggage.

John silently watched Malfoy show his courtesy, then looked up and saw an owl flying over.

He stretched out his arm to give the owl a foothold, but before the owl could land, Basil swooped down from the sky and kicked it away.

Snatching the owl's letter, Basil flew to stand on John's arm.

The poor owl hooted twice in protest, but was frightened by Basil's look and flew away quickly.

Opening the letter, John raised an eyebrow and said, "That's fast."

"Dear Mr. John Wick, please arrive at the Wizengamot at 1pm on January 9th for the awarding of the honor."

Next week, John will be honoured.

He put the letter away with a smile on his face.

He saw Harry walking towards him with heavy steps, said hello to Hermione and left.

...

Chapter 322: Honoring and Honoring Slytherin

Monday.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Oz tested the application of the barrier spell.

"It seems that you can already use the basic Disarming Spell, Stunning Spell, and Obstruction Spell."

Oz spent a semester and finally corrected the extremely poor foundation of the fifth graders.

"Although they are just three simple spells, as long as they are used properly, they can effectively fight back even if they are attacked." Oz said to the students, "In my many years of Auror career, these three spells are the most used."

"I can even tell you that in many cases, these three spells are far more effective than more complex spells."

Oz taught the Auror training aspect. For Aurors, power is secondary, and the most important thing is the speed of casting spells.

When facing an enemy, the effect of your disarming spells and more complex spells is to incapacitate the enemy.

Aurors would choose to use simple disarming spells to resolve the battle more quickly and with less effort.

This semester, Oz has set learning tasks for the fifth grade, and they need to learn new spell applications.

The students listened very carefully, especially those who were planning to become Aurors.

Umbridge basically never comes to this classroom anymore, and it has become one of the few safe havens for students.

After class, the students discussed their learning tasks.

...

hall.

Malfoy muttered, "Did you see that Potter, his arrogant expression."

Malfoy noticed Harry's absent-minded expression during class, but he obviously misunderstood the meaning and said angrily: "He probably thinks that as a savior, he can learn it immediately."

The main reason was that Malfoy was better than Harry in Defense Against the Dark Arts. This guy seemed to be a natural Auror, and his performance in this subject was second only to John.

John raised his eyebrows and said noncommittally: "If you can spend the time observing him on studying, you can do the same."

Do you have the nerve to complain about being distracted in class?

Malfoy paused, and then a figure as fast as the wind ran past.

Pansy's attempt to escape fails.

Even though she hid in the common room all day yesterday, she couldn't avoid the meeting in class the next day.

Under Daphne's rapid outburst, Pansy made a bitter face and repeated "I'm sorry" countless times.

"You almost got me to…" Daphne's cheeks flushed as she thought about how bold she was in asking someone out.

Pansy said with a sad face: "I came to apologize to you later."

"Is that your attitude of apologizing?" Daphne received Pansy's letter.

If conditions had allowed it, she would have rushed to Pansy's house.

Pansy whispered, "I think it can still be saved."

"How to rescue him? Tell me what to use!" Daphne gave Pansy a fierce look.

Pansy quickly said, "Look, John didn't refuse to go out with you, which means he likes you too."

"Nonsense," Daphne frowned and said, "Whoever asks him out, he will go out."

"Uh..." Pansy thought about it carefully and found desperately that it might really be the case.

Daphne clenched her fists and signed a series of unequal treaties with Pansy.

The humiliated Pansy turned around and took out her anger on Goyle and Crabbe.