I swung a sword at Hogwarts

As for raising one more person?

With his current financial resources, he could afford to support Hogwarts, so why would he still care about this?

John burned the letter, knowing that Dumbledore would try to figure out what he was thinking.

He didn't mind, since his purpose was clear.

Opening the calendar, John made a red circle on it.

Looking at the days that still needed to be waited, he pondered for a while, then wrote a new letter and gave it to Basil.

"Let Riddle hand it over to old Batty."

Basil took it and nodded and flew up. Tom came over and rubbed his thighs against it. John pried its mouth open to take a look.

Tom's teeth have become a little strange. If you look closely, you can see that his teeth have become a little thin and long.

Like a row of sharp saw teeth.

Tom blinked and let John examine his teeth.

“There was no significant rejection.”

John put Tom down, stroked his chin, and said, "Maybe we should find you a test subject."

Tom stuck out his tongue at John in a flattering way, but John dodged it in disgust.

After playing with Tom for a while in a good mood, John went to the Slytherin common room.

John habitually picked up the cup on the table and drank a sip of water, then casually glanced at the third-grade boy who was reading in the lounge.

He is Pansy's little boyfriend and is very popular in the third grade.

Astoria ran off to watch Malfoy train, and Daphne followed to keep an eye on her sister.

If Astoria did anything, it would be Malfoy who would suffer.

After all, there is no reason for a sister to hit her younger sister. Malfoy deserves a moment of silence.

After finishing the water, John casually put it down and stood up.

His body was shaking, as if he had low blood sugar.

“I don’t know when we can eat.”

Muttering something, John walked out of the lounge.

...

At noon, John saw Pansy and Daphne coming over.

"Don't let that guy touch my stuff." Daphne spoke and Pansy apologized repeatedly.

John saw the food Daphne brought, silently shifted his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's Pansy's rude and barbaric boyfriend." Daphne sat down angrily, "He touched my kitchen utensils."

John asked in surprise, "Why is he in the kitchen?"

Pansy said sheepishly, "He likes photography and wants to take pictures of house-elves at work."

"So you're just taking him to my special place?" Daphne glared at Pansy.

Having been forced to sign many unequal treaties, Pansy did not dare to refute and could only apologize on behalf of her boyfriend.

Daphne was very angry, the kind that couldn't be appeased.

"No one is allowed to touch my kitchen utensils. They are specially used for John's cooking!" Daphne raised her voice.

Pansy poked Goyle and asked him to beg for mercy with her.

Goyle poked Crabbe, and Crabbe poked Malfoy.

Malfoy and Pansy were childhood sweethearts after all. He flicked his hair and said to Daphne, "For my sake."

"roll!"

"okay."

He forgot that he had no face.

Astoria was already troubled by the fact that the boy was cheating on her and didn't want to say anything nice.

"All right, Daphne," John said, "sit down and eat."

Daphne sat down obediently, and Pansy gave a silent thumbs-up.

What does it mean that it is difficult to coax someone? It’s just that the person coaxing is the wrong one.

This further strengthened Astoria's plan. If her sister failed, wouldn't the Greengrass family never have peace?

John ate the meal Daphne had made and wiped his mouth gracefully.

"Draco, come to the Constellation Club after dinner."

After saying this to Malfoy, John stood up and left.

When he stood up, he accidentally knocked the cup down.

In the past, John’s reaction speed would have allowed him to catch the target before he fell.

But this time, the cup fell to the ground and John looked at his hands.

"John?" Malfoy looked up at John.

"It's okay." John waved his hand, picked up the cup, put it back on the table, and walked out of the auditorium.

Dumbledore's eyes turned to John and fell on the cup.

Snape also noticed the question, and he looked at the cup in the same way, with an inquiring look.

...

Star Club.

John shook the test tube, and the blood and transparent liquid inside merged together as it shook and finally settled to the bottom.

He put the test tube down just as Malfoy walked in.

"I need you to do something for me, Draco." John turned to look at Malfoy.

Malfoy was fiddling with his hair. Hearing this, he applied hairspray to his hair and asked, "What is it?"

"Write a letter to your mother."

"Ah?" Malfoy's expression was indescribably strange.

John glanced at him and said, "Just tell her what day Mr. K's meeting is."

"Mr. K?" Malfoy asked in confusion, "When did my mother know that man?"

"You're not your mother, so it's not surprising that you don't know her."

John said to Malfoy, "Remember to write it yourself, and tell me when you get the reply."

"Okay." Malfoy agreed with some difficulty and asked doubtfully, "Voldemort is in my house, I'm afraid he will check my letters."

"Your mother will take care of it." John told him not to worry.

Malfoy wrote a letter and sent it by owl.

After Malfoy left, John looked back at the test tube and saw that the liquid inside had turned black.

He looked at the test tube meaningfully and said, "Sometimes, the simpler the plan, the more useful it can be."

He hid the test tube so that no one could see it.

...

Chapter 338 Firenze and the Classroom

hall.

There is a divination class today.

Firenze was appointed by Dumbledore as the new Divination professor. Because of his handsome face, he gained a lot of fans before he even started teaching.

Malfoy found John mysteriously and asked in a low voice, "John, do you think centaurs like horses or people?"

Once upon a time, John had the same doubt, but now...

He glanced at Malfoy. "What did you mean?"

"Can you ask for me?" Malfoy was really curious.

John pointed in another direction and said, "For such rude and reckless things, you can ask someone from Gryffindor to ask for you."

Malfoy smiled awkwardly, "I'm just curious."

He didn't want to have anything to do with Gryffindors. The reason John beat him up that time was that he acted like a Gryffindor.

At breakfast time, Daphne started to get back to cooking.

John didn't care what was produced.

Putting it in his mouth and feeling the harsh texture, he fell into deep thought.

"Isn't this Hagrid's rock cake?"

He looked at Daphne, who said, "Hagrid said you loved this."

John didn't remember admitting it, but Daphne's rock cake had one good thing about it: it was good for teeth.

Swallowing the rock cake with difficulty, John felt that he should tell Hagrid to be less confident.

It seems that Daphne has started to try Western dark cuisine.

He picked up the magazine and flipped through it, and when the time came, he set off for the divination class.

The location of the divination class has been changed from the original astronomy tower to classroom 11 on the first floor.

It was probably because Firenze’s horse legs couldn’t climb the stairs.

John walked to the door of the classroom, pushed it open and walked in, and the inside turned into a woodland.

He was standing in a clearing in the woods.

The floor turned to soft moss, and fan-shaped branches with lush leaves stretched across the ceiling and windows.

Shafts of soft, dappled green light flooded the room.

He found a place to sit with his back against the tree trunk, and looked up. The centaur Firenze was staring at him.

Firenze gave John a kind smile, stretched out his hand and said, "John Wick."

John took the hand, nodded and said, "Professor Firenze."

"I've heard other people mention you," Firenze said to John. "You made some centaurs angry that time."

"Then let them be angry," John smiled, "If they want to find me, I'm also welcome to do so."

Firenze said, "Centaurs don't hunt cubs."

"If that's their excuse," John said noncommittally, "I can accept it."

Firenze was speechless.

From John's attitude, it can be seen that he doesn't seem to like the centaurs.

Firenze was helpless after being expelled. He whispered, "The sparks are flashing. I hope you don't care about those things."

Mars, also known as Yinghuo, is a sign of war.

The Centaurs have a strong heritage of stargazing, and are able to observe many things through formations.

John looked at the horse hoof bruise on his chest in surprise and said unexpectedly, "You still speak for them after being expelled."

"I have no hatred against them." Firenze didn't want his people to do anything stupid.

John shrugged and sat down.

After a while, Harry and Ron came over.

If Parvati and the others hadn't brought the two of them here, they would probably have seen the two of them arriving at the Astronomy Tower.