I swung a sword at Hogwarts

When the breeze blows, there may be forest fairies singing in the garden.

"Professor, why are we here?"

John was a little depressed, and Dumbledore said he would take him to find Nicolas Flamel.

When he arrived, he first went to the Paris Opera House to take John to listen to a touching opera, and then went to a ladies' hat shop to buy himself a favorite ladies' hat.

This was their third stop in France, Beauxbatons Castle, which was also the magic school in France.

Dumbledore smiled at John and said, "John, it is true that the pursuit of knowledge cannot stop, but we are on vacation now."

Walking into the gate of Beauxbatons school, in the garden, the tall woman seems to be a female version of Hagrid.

"Dumbledore."

Olym Maxim.

The current headmaster of Beauxbatons.

She has an olive face, big dark watery eyes, and her hair is combed back.

She was wrapped from head to toe in a dress of black satin, and adorned with many rich opals.

Like a plus-sized lady.

She held out her hand, and Dumbledore kissed the back of it quite naturally.

Despite her size, she moves with grace.

"Ms. Maxime, thank you for agreeing to let my students be here."

Dumbledore was tall enough, but still not tall enough in front of Madam Maxime.

Hearing his words, Ms. Maxime looked down at John over there condescendingly.

She spoke in English, but with a French accent, "Dumbledore, Nicolas Flamel is the governor of Beauxbatons. I will not refuse his request."

Dumbledore smiled, and the two seemed to be playing a charade.

John was confused.

At this time, Ms. Maxim came to John. She looked at John's well-fitting suit and a hint of satisfaction appeared in her eyes.

"Now, maybe you need to make some changes."

She took out her wand and tapped it gently on John.

John noticed the change and looked down to see that his clothes had changed.

The suit turned into a light blue robe, with a pattern of two crossed golden wands with three stars emerging from each on the chest.

John was a little confused after changing his clothes with one click.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, bringing John back from his stupor.

"John Wick, from now on, you will spend this holiday in Beauxbatons as a temporary exchange student of Hogwarts."

This old man, who loves to eat cockroaches that are so sweet that they make them sick, has a smile of success on his face.

Only then did John realize that he had been deceived by the old bee.

I said I was going to find Nicolas Flamel, but I ended up becoming an exchange student.

"Oh no, I'm a stand-in."

John felt something was wrong. Could it be that Dumbledore discovered that he was learning the dark arts and wanted to expel him from Hogwarts?

Do you have to be so ruthless?

He had subconsciously forgotten the word "temporary" mentioned by Dumbledore, and now he was very panicked.

"Professor, if you are not satisfied with what I have done, please tell me directly." John wanted to cry but had no tears.

Dumbledore blinked, touched John's shoulder, and said mysteriously: "John, every magic school is full of mysteries. You can discover and find them through your observant eyes. You can also enjoy the gardens and fountains of Beauxbatons. My old friend likes it there very much."

These words seemed to hint something to John. Dumbledore whispered, "Don't worry, Hogwarts will not expel the little wizard because of his curiosity about magic."

Well, this meant that John no longer had to worry about being fired.

He was brought to Beauxbatons by Ms. Maxime, where he would have a two-month exchange student experience.

It was impossible for Ms. Maxime to personally teach a student, even if the student was sent by Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of this century.

It just so happens that there is a student in the school who has something urgent to do and needs to be in school.

John got help from a girl.

Her name was Fleur Delacour, a beautiful girl, three years older than John.

The graceful hibiscus is so beautiful that it doesn't seem like an ordinary person.

She has a slim figure and an elegant air. When she walks, it seems like she is floating on the ground, and a faint silver light seems to emanate from her body.

She has waist-length silver hair, big blue eyes and a set of perfectly white teeth.

Only when she walked in front of John did John come to his senses.

He searched his mind and felt that there was only one word that could be used to describe this girl.

"It's really Bling Bling, just like with duang added."

He said this very sincerely, but Furong looked confused.

What is Brin Brin and what is duang are the same.

If she knew the classic saying of Jack Cheng, the developer of the furniture mall industry, she might understand that this was a compliment to her beauty, just like adding special effects.

In fact, John was also very curious because he really saw silver light surrounding Furong.

This girl seemed to have some other blood, just like his fire dragon blood.

"Hello, my name is John Wick, you can just call me John."

John stretched out his hand, and Furong also had some liking for this good-looking boy.

The little hands gently grasped it and it separated at the touch.

John didn't have any excessive emotion. He was just staring at the twelve huge winged horses curiously.

"This is a divine horse, raised by Ms. Maxime." Furong introduced it to John.

John stared at the twelve horses, but he had only one thought in his mind.

"We have to find a way to get some materials from these horses."

As soon as he entered school, John set his eyes on someone's horse.

If Madame Maxime knew that she had let a wolf into the house, she probably wouldn't let this guy into the school even if Nicolas Flamel came in person.

John was very concerned about what Dumbledore said, and he had an idea.

Hogwarts has the Room of Requirement, and as Beauxbatons is its counterpart, the probability that there is no such place is extremely low.

Nicolas Flamel is not only a board member of Beauxbatons, but he was also a former student of the school.

John remembered that Dumbledore said he would take him to find Nicolas Flamel.

He didn't think Dumbledore would go back on his word, either Nicolas Flamel was inside Beauxbatons, or there was something related to Nicolas Flamel here.

No matter which one it is, as a master of alchemy, being able to obtain or see it will definitely benefit you a lot.

Thinking of this, John perked up.

Isn’t it just changing the place to continue the night tour? It’s not like we haven’t done it before.

So he shyly found Furong, put on a harmless smile and asked, "Excuse me, do you know if there is a restricted book area here?"

Furong was even more confused about the train of thought of this little wizard from England. Restricted books area? You ask me?

This is Beauxbatons, not Hogwarts. They won't have a restricted section there so openly.

So the answer John got was not unexpected.

Yes, but don't even think about it.

Well, John had no choice but to be a stranger in a foreign land. At night, he put on a level 4 Disillusionment Charm and started his night tour in Beauxbatons.

I heard that Beauxbatons was rumored to be haunted during that period. There was always a sound of wandering footsteps in the middle of the night, but no one was around. Even the professor himself did not find anything unusual.

Someone once saw a ghost lying on the ground looking for something near the Flamel Fountain. He looked as pale as a vampire who had been hung upside down for three days.

The Beauxbatons student was so frightened that he hid in his dormitory for several days and filled his window with garlic.

Chapter 38 Learning and Making

"John, do you know that the feathers of the divine horse have been falling off a lot recently?"

Ms. Maxime has been very worried recently because something happened to her magical horse.

I don’t know if it’s because of the competition for a mate or because of depression, but the divine horse is shedding fur like crazy.

It wasn't obvious at first, but now you can see with the naked eye that the wings and mane of the divine horse are bald.

Even single malt whisky can't make the magic horse happy.

Fleur fixed her suspicious gaze on John, who had behaved well since his arrival.

Although there was no evidence, the woman's intuition told her that John Wick was involved in this matter.

"The rune horses? You mean those giant horses?"

John looked surprised and shocked, and said, "I don't know either. I've been studying books on alchemy recently."

As he spoke, John took out his book list.

The above are all documents about alchemy. As a magic school with a history of 700 years, the content recorded in it is no less than that of Hogwarts.

Even because of the presence of the alchemy master Nicolas Flamel, there are a lot of alchemical documents here, even more than in Hogwarts.

Among them, of course, there is the book written by Nicolas Flamel, the content of which benefited John a lot.

"is it?"

Furong was a little hesitant. When she saw the list of books, she felt that there was nothing wrong with John, but she still felt that there was something odd about it.

Furong left with doubts.

And shortly after she left, John waited for nearly an hour before coming out of the library.

He put the books back in place one by one and rubbed his tired temples.

He did not use Xueba 2.0 because this thing should be saved for when it is more needed.

For example, when he entered Nicolas Flamel's alchemy room.

Yes, Nicolas Flamel's alchemy room.

Following the clues provided by Dumbledore, John spent several nights hammering and banging near the Flamel fountain using the most primitive methods.

Finally, we found the entrance to the secret room at the fountain mouth.

It was an alchemy room, which contained a large number of alchemy-related notes and materials.

One of the things that looked like a diary let him know that the owner of the room was the famous Nicolas Flamel.

This is the room Nicolas Flamel stayed in when he was a student at Beauxbatons, and all the notes in it were written by him.

John was eager to explore this treasure-house-like room. Although the young Nicolas Flamel seemed immature in some aspects, he was just right for some young wizards who were just starting to dabble in alchemy.

Apart from the notes, the biggest surprise was the diary.

John took out a quill pen, dipped the tip of the pen into ink and wrote in the diary.

"Dear Nico, there are some things I don't quite understand about alchemy. I hope you can explain them to me."

After writing this line, John continued to write about the difficulties he encountered.

After writing is finished, it seems as if there is an invisible pen writing underneath the line of handwriting.

Beautiful fonts appeared out of nowhere in the diary.

"Of course, dear John, the answer to your question may be found in the seventh notebook on the third row from the left of the bookshelf. I hope it helps you."

After John saw the handwriting, he quickly stood up and went to the bookshelf in question.