I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The two big guys were confused. Who had they offended?

The days of waiting for the award were peaceful. John would occasionally glance at the badge, but most of the time, he stayed in the Star Society.

1 month 8 number.

It was Monday, and he walked into Snape's office, causing Snape's face to turn cold.

John noticed that there was an extra object and person in the office.

The Pensieve and Harry.

They acted sneakily, giving people the impression that they were doing something shady.

I remembered the news that Harry had told others that he was going to have extra lessons with Snape, and then I looked at Harry's face that looked like he had lost all hope in life.

"I hope I didn't interrupt your... make-up classes," John pouted.

Harry felt like he had been caught, which made him extremely ashamed.

"Wick," Snape blocked John's sight unnoticeably and said sarcastically, "You'd better tell me why you came here, so that I can forgive you for not knocking on the door."

He stared into John's eyes and spoke word by word, "There shouldn't be any stray dogs that come in from nowhere at Hogwarts."

"I knocked on the door, but you didn't seem to hear me."

John looked away and raised his eyebrows. Want to read his mind?

Occlumency worked, and John smiled modestly, "I think the reasons are legitimate enough."

"Oh?" Snape didn't read anything, which made him sure that John's brain skills were very strong.

Dumbledore was right, John Wick already had power beyond that of the school and even most wizards.

"I wish I had a day off tomorrow," John said politely.

holiday?

Snape pondered for a while, and Harry felt that John was a little bit fanciful.

There was no illness and no explanation.

"can."

To everyone's surprise, Snape agreed.

Harry felt as if Snape was someone else.

John chuckled, "Thank you very much, Professor Snape."

Harry couldn't believe it, as John had clearly spoken rudely to Snape at Grimmauld Place.

He swore that if he spoke to Snape like that, he would be in detention until the end of the term.

John turned to leave, and when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and spoke to Harry, "By the way, Harry."

Harry looked up subconsciously and met John's eyes.

Snape immediately stood in front of him. John was a little surprised and said calmly, "I hope your grades can be improved."

After saying this, he left with a calm expression.

He closed the door before leaving.

Snape waited until John closed the door, then turned to Harry and said coldly, "We can start a new exercise."

He didn't want me to confront John.

A weird idea popped into Harry's head, and Snape said directly, "Yes, your mediocrity only highlights John Wick's talent. You'd better not embarrass yourself."

Damn, forgot Snape could read minds.

Harry's face turned pale, but the words had already popped up in his mind.

Snape sneered and said, "You've said so many bad things about me in the past. Let me see what you're going to do now."

At that moment, Harry really wanted to make peace with John.

...

1 month 9 day.

John appears at the Ministry of Magic.

Arriving at a red telephone booth in London, he picked up the phone and entered the number.

"62442."

The call was dialed.

A woman's cold voice came from the phone booth.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and what you are here for."

John said, "John Wick, honorific."

"Thank you," the woman said in a cold voice, "Guest, please take the badge and pin it on the front of your clothes."

A badge slid out of the metal chute on the phone that was usually used to return coins. John picked up the badge that said "honored" and put it on his clothes.

After putting it on, the cold voice reminded me to go to the security check counter to register the wand, and then the entire telephone booth began to sink.

The Ministry of Magic was built underground in London, and this was not the first time John had come here.

Entering the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, John registered his wand and then entered the Wizengamot again.

Unlike last time, at the place where the last debate took place, those people were dressed solemnly and waiting for John to enter.

"John Wick." This time, Baspar retreated to the second line, and an old man with a white beard performed the ceremony. He said with full energy, "In view of your contribution to the wizarding world, I hereby award you the Order of Merlin, Second Class."

In fact, the ceremony was not that complicated. Wearing the purple medal symbolizing the second-class Order of Merlin on the chest meant that John became the youngest owner of the Order of Merlin in the wizarding world.

Reporters took pictures of this historic moment, and reports of Hogwarts' rising star John Wick would soon spread.

Percy was here too, and he was happy for John.

He always believed that even if he was not Johnny Silverhand, John Wick was still the brightest star in the world.

...

Slytherin table.

Today they always feel like something is missing.

Yes, their king is missing.

Slytherin always felt like a cohesive whole when John showed up.

Malfoy was bored when an owl flew over his head and dropped a newspaper on him.

He casually opened it and took a look, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Read the newspaper!" He looked up and shouted quickly.

Everyone in the auditorium was startled by him.

Malfoy ignored everything and, in front of everyone, he swept away the clutter on the table, stepped on the long table, and read the newspaper aloud.

"On January 1996, 1, the brightest star in the history of magic was launched. John Wick, the genius of Hogwarts, broke the legend that the blood curse was incurable, took a big step towards breaking the curse, and was awarded..."

"Merlin's Order of Merlin, Second Class!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Slytherin went crazy.

At this moment, Hogwarts was covered by the voice of Slytherin.

Malfoy raised the newspaper in his hand and shouted loudly: "Our King, glory to Slytherin!"

The other three courtyards were eerily silent.

Even Umbridge forgot to stop all these violations of discipline.

...

Chapter 323: Admiration for Strength and Fame

Everyone, everyone.

They didn't expect that John would suddenly make such a big fuss.

The youngest holder of the Merlin Medal in history, he broke the unsolvable blood curse.

They were stunned by the news, as if everything was unreal.

Harry thought back to yesterday, when he and Snape were studying Occlumency.

"I hope my grades will improve better?" Harry felt bitter inside.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to catch up with such an achievement in my lifetime.

John Wick is worthy of the title of the best.

"John Wick is truly the best student I have ever seen." Professor Flitwick couldn't help but sigh.

He had never thought that a student could achieve such an accomplishment, let alone that John had broken the blood curse.

Snape had a complicated expression, which could no longer be summarized as excellent.

The news spread quickly in Hogwarts, and the Bloody Baron appeared at the Slytherin table.

"I knew this day would come." The Bloody Baron felt as if it was just yesterday that he saw the kid strolling around the school at night.

At that time, he thought that this was a student who had entered the wrong house. His fearless and adventurous spirit was simply Gryffindor.

Now it seems that it is indeed Slytherin.

With all the glory, he is worthy of being the King of Slytherin.

Umbridge finally reacted, and with a dark face, he went to calm the Slytherin down.

A large dung egg suddenly fell from the ceiling and hit her.

The stench was so strong that it almost made people faint.

Peeves' loud laughter rang out.

"A salute to the King of Slytherin."

One after another, the dung eggs exploded, making the entire auditorium stink.

The students ran out of the hall and Professor McGonagall was very angry.

This did not discourage the Slytherins. On the contrary, people from other colleges also joined in the cheering.

Slytherin is strong.

Then they come here because of its reputation.

Because of this incident, even professors in class were more lenient with students.

"I told you John Wick was going to be big," Ernie MacMillan boasted of his foresight.

“In first grade, I knew he was going to be great,” he told Hannah Abbott.

"Hmm," Hannah Abbott said adoringly, with braids, "and the second grade, he protected Justin, and he fought the basilisk."

"Yes, he is our protector," Justin said to Finch-Fletchley.

"You are very smart," Malfoy walked over with his head held high and his face proud, "but I knew it earlier than you did."

Someone shouted, "You mean the time you got beaten?"

Malfoy: "..." Who said that, come out!

Until John came back, he was jostled and lifted by the crowd.

John originally wanted to struggle, but there were too many people, so he had to accept his fate.

He was taken back to the Slytherin common room, and on the way a girl with an admiring look on her face came up to him and asked for his autograph.

But strangely, the pen disappeared before it was handed to John.

Pansy led the Slytherin girls to block those butterflies.

She gestured to Daphne, and stood there with a generous face.