I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The house was eerie and scary, as if a withered old ghost would crawl out of it at any moment.

He couldn't see inside through the gray windows.

Opening the door, Jin stepped inside.

"You want him to live, don't you?"

"That guy lied to you. He doesn't have that ability at all."

"If it had been strong enough, that fire wouldn't have happened."

"Put it on and it will fulfill all your wishes."

"Come on, come and find it."

From the moment he entered the house, a voice like a whisper in the ear of his soul accompanied him.

He couldn't quite tell whether it was real or an illusion.

"Yes, that's it. Open the box."

The voice guided Jin and led him to a box.

There are intricate patterns on the black box.

Jin slowly opened it, revealing a black gem ring inside.

"Put it on, and you should know what it is."

"Yes, you have seen it."

"In that book."

"All regrets will be made up."

"Put it on."

The soul's whispers continued in his ears, and Jin reached out and carefully picked up the ring.

The black octahedral gem had a glassy sheen, and the gold’s heart was like a boat sailing into the sea.

The boat was shaking violently in the violent storm.

He was struggling internally, and a black-haired boy seemed to appear in front of him.

The voice told him that if he put on the ring, he could redeem everything.

He knew clearly that there could be no mistake.

The ring is close to the finger.

"I want to see you again." Jin murmured.

Just as he was about to put it on, he felt something push against his chest.

The ring slipped from his hand and hit the ground, and Jin took a few steps back.

"hissing sound~"

The white horse outside neighed, and Jin looked over hastily.

It made a sound as if it had accidentally eaten a thorn in the grass.

Jin reached out and covered the badge, causing it to vibrate slightly.

It's a group message.

He lowered his head to look for the ring, and in a flash, he seemed to see a pair of greedy and unwilling eyes.

Picking up the ring, he put it in the box, took the box away and left the house.

The horse had finished eating the grass and was heading towards the residents of Little Hangleton.

Jin stood there and watched for a while, he was a little dazed.

The horse seemed to have turned into someone else in an instant, but when he looked carefully, the white horse was still a white horse.

"is it you?"

He asked the question inexplicably, but this question was destined to have no answer.

He looked down at the ring that was still trying to influence him, but he calmed himself and was not affected by it.

I glanced back at the old house, the ancient mansion behind me like a crawling and hidden beast.

The dark and lightless interior seems to be dragging people in.

Jin swung his wand, leaving a popping sound where it was.

after awhile.

The wind blew the door open, and then it slammed shut, as if no one had been there.

...

John took inventory of the new items that had been delivered.

His expression didn't change much, but people who knew him could see that he was not in a good mood.

His face seemed to be a little paler, a pale one.

It seems sick.

"No Horcruxes." He tossed aside the rubbish that Mundungus had stolen to pay off his debts.

Even to pay off his debts, Mundungus didn't dare to steal too often.

All he could do was search the Blake family's trash can.

Sirius was a great spendthrift, and he threw away almost everything that belonged to the Black family.

Sometimes, Mundungus also had to watch out for the old house-elf, Kreacher, who would compete with Mundungus for garbage.

Mundungus had sent small items twice before to pay off his debts.

John asked Donmi to hint to Mundungus that some seemingly insignificant things in the old family might be antiques.

“These are not exchangeable debts.”

These things made John very dissatisfied, so he lowered the price.

And he ordered that if Mundungus brought this garbage to make up the numbers again, he would not even get the interest.

Basil went to the Owlery again.

There are fewer places that need basil lately, and it also needs a place to vent its energy.

Basil is very sensible. At least John has not received any complaints about anyone's owl being killed so far.

As an unusual owl, Basil's playmates are usually Tom, who can bite a wizard to pieces with one bite, or the big cat Zouwu, who can slap several wizards to death.

John was a little surprised to see Basil coming back.

Basil didn't look as neat and smooth as before, and some feathers had fallen off its wings.

But that face was still proud, as if he had won a victory.

John doubted if there were any owls in Hogwarts that could stand a chance against Basil.

...

Chapter 334 Basil and Hedwig

John's doubts were quickly dispelled.

He heard that Harry's owl had been sent to Hagrid for treatment.

John thought of Basil's arrogant expression and asked, "Did you fight with Hedwig?"

Basil spread his wings as if to show off his achievements.

Both are snowy owls, I don't know why.

It seemed like they had been at odds with each other since the day they met.

This situation wasn't so serious in the second grade, but in the third grade, fights would break out at John's house.

Tom came over, wagging his tail, and gave Basil an adoring look.

John shook his head helplessly. Basil was very obedient in other aspects except beating Hedwig.

Harry was originally very happy, and many people were willing to believe what he said.

But she was blocked by Malfoy yesterday, and Hedwig was beaten again today.

His good mood disappeared completely.

In the auditorium.

Malfoy continued to give Harry an angry look.

Crabbe brought John a bowl of hot soup, which John took and drank from a spoon.

Daphne was a little dissatisfied because Crabbe took advantage of her when she was embarrassed because of her mistake. It was very unsportsmanlike!

Astoria looked confused and couldn't help herself at all.

Today's classes were busy, and Hagrid's mood for class was somewhat restored.

I also put some ointment on my face to make it look less miserable.

He even suggested bringing Zou Wu to attend classes, but John refused.

Zouwu's body type is not suitable for attending classes.

When the class was over, John saw Basil hanging around Hagrid's hut.

Although Basil was hiding in a tree, for a talented Seeker, Basil was easier to find than the Golden Snitch.

Harry complained to Hermione, "Look, Basil is here again."

Hermione found John and said helplessly, "John, can you let Basil go back."

Although John knew that Basil and Hedwig didn't get along, he didn't expect Basil to block the door.

After calling out twice, Basil flew to where John's arms fell.

"Can you please stop hitting Hedwig?" Ron shouted at Basil, "You almost killed her."

Basil glanced at the angry Ron and tilted his head, looking like he didn't understand.

Ron said, damn it, "Don't pretend you don't understand."

Seeing that he couldn’t pretend any longer, Basil stopped pretending.

Leaving its back to Harry and Ron, it flew to Hagrid's hut and landed.

Basil: I'm going to beat Hedwig, no one else can stop me!

Ron was so angry that he picked up a stone and threw it over, but Basil fanned it back with his wings, leaving a bump on Harry's head.

John spread his hands towards Hermione, indicating that he couldn't do anything about it.

He left with Malfoy, leaving Harry to tell Hagrid to protect Hedwig.

As he spoke, Harry looked up and stole a glance at Basil.

Basil was sharpening his claws on Hagrid's roof, leaving deep scratches in the wood.

"There's something wrong with this snowy owl." Not to mention Harry, even Ron could tell that something was wrong.

They all felt their scalps tingling, and if Basil grabbed them, even stones would break into pieces.

They also didn't know how John raised his pets to be so abnormal.

...

Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room, worried about Hedwig.

His forehead was aching again, so he pressed the scar against the cool window glass beside the bed.

The cool feeling made his scar less painful and he hummed in comfort.

Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.