I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John glanced and the cup automatically flew in front of John.

He casually pulled out his wand, and to Marchbank's astonished expression, the egg cup turned sideways.

"It's perfect." Marchban's old voice shouted.

"Now, please let the cup fly. It would be even better if you could let the flowers bloom inside."

As soon as Marchbank's voice fell, John waved his wand.

Three flowers fell into the three egg cups and blossomed inside.

Machiban couldn't help but applaud. She suddenly had an idea and said, "As an extra bonus, you can make them show more changes."

John raised his eyebrows, and all the mice on the table flew up.

They turned green, blue, red, and yellow, the flowers fell into the cup, the leaves stretched like arms, and the flowers bloomed into different colors.

"Perfect for levitation spells, color-changing spells, and growth spells."

Now not only Machiban, but everyone else also applauded.

John bowed slightly, with a calm smile on his face.

He snapped his fingers, and the mouse changed back to normal color and squeaked back into its cage.

The second day's exam was mainly about Transfiguration.

John still finished the theoretical exam in half an hour in the morning.

In the practical exam, John once again amazed the examiner.

He transformed the ferret into a vase, summoned flowers from it, and with a wave of his wand the vase disappeared.

In this regard, Malfoy was not as proud as he was yesterday, as his Transfiguration has always been his weak point.

Daphne, on the other hand, came out with a smile on her face, and she did a great job.

The herbology exam was held on the third day. It would be embarrassing for John, a master of alchemy, if he couldn't even do these.

While everyone was busy dealing with it, John had already completed repotting, picking and extraction.

The examiner was somewhat numb, as this student did not seem to have any shortcomings.

The fourth day was Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Harry was confident in this area.

Especially after the practical exam came out, he used the Patronus Charm as a bonus point, causing applause to break out inside.

When John came in, he looked calm and came in front of another examiner.

Professor Tofty had just finished testing Harry Potter, and after seeing John Wick, he couldn't help but suggest adding extra points after the previous test.

John glanced at him; the old man looked very interested.

It seems like he wants to see who is more powerful, John Wick or Harry Potter.

When the silver albatross appeared, Professor Tofty couldn't help but applaud again.

"Excellent!" he exclaimed. "You amaze me, Wick."

John saw that he was very interested and chuckled, "Are you going to be more surprised?"

Tofty was stunned and asked, "Do you have any other advanced spells?"

John raised his wand, and white light gathered at the tip of the wand.

He swung it out suddenly, and the white light with shattering properties turned into lightning and shuttled quickly.

"An amazing variation of the Crushing Spell!" Tofty's neck turned red with excitement.

John knocked his wand on the table, and the crisp sound turned into a waveform and transmitted out, destroying everything around it.

"Another variant!" Tofty had never seen such a crushing spell.

The shattered objects quickly recovered, and John swung his wand quickly at a table.

The invisible blade cut through the table. Tofty was so excited that he took a deep breath and said, "What an advanced cutting spell."

He tried to repair the table with a spell, but saw that the cut table could not be repaired.

This made Tofty's face change completely, and he asked carefully: "This spell?"

"I created it myself," said John.

Tofty was amazed, is this a genius? When others were still learning, he had already created his own magic.

"Excellent, I can guarantee it." Tofty gave a thumbs up.

John nodded slightly and left the room.

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Chapter 353: Excellence and Dog Bites Umbridge

Friday, Ancient Runes test.

As someone who took twelve electives, John had to take exams every day.

Bathsheda Barbling, the professor of Rune, even felt flattered when she saw John appear.

Unable to resist her curiosity, Professor Babel came to John and saw that he had already translated all the runes.

Professor Babel opened her mouth wide. The test paper was so detailed that it could be used directly as a teaching material.

Suddenly she felt a little ashamed. As a professor, she actually felt her knees go weak and she had the urge to kneel down.

There are no exams on Saturday and Sunday, but no one will relax.

It's Monday, the Potions exam.

Scratching his head from the morning's theory, John glanced at Malfoy.

Even though Malfoy had good grades in Potions, his platinum hair was now very messy.

Some of the questions above are less popular, such as what are the effects of compound medicines.

John took a little longer this time, half an hour and a minute.

Snape was different from the other invigilators in that he did not go over to John's side.

As a potion master, Snape was fully aware of the quality of the Blood Demon Potion made by John.

If even these tests can stump him, then John Wick does not deserve to be the recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class.

In the afternoon, he was still the fastest one in making a crucible of potion.

Tuesday was Magizoology, the easiest subject for John.

Practice the same ease in finding Thorns and dealing with Bowtruckles, feeding and cleaning up Fire Crabs.

Wednesday was astronomy, with theory during the day and practicals at night.

So there was another divination test that afternoon.

When John entered the examination room, he noticed that everyone was staring at him.

"That's him, the kid with the third eye."

"Yes, it was him. He made predictions during his school days."

"Sybill Trelawney may not be that good, but her students are curious."

An examiner has set his sights on John and comes to test him personally.

The crystal ball was placed between John and the examiner, an old man with a tumor on his nose.

John looked into the crystal ball and the mist inside began to stir.

The examiner was excited. He was almost certain that this person really had talent.

John saw Hogwarts in mourning.

He was silent for a while, then said, "There will be a funeral."

The examiner wanted to know more, but John looked at him deeply and said, "Some things are not good if you know too much."

At this moment, the examiner felt that he was that student.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the examination was held in the astronomy tower.

It was ideal weather tonight, with no clouds obscuring the sky and no wind stirring.

The venue was bathed in moonlight, and the air was slightly cool.

After setting up the telescope, they need to fill in the precise positions between stars and planets.

Malfoy rubbed his hands together, looking very confident.

Not to mention him, Neville is also confident about this.

As members of the Star Society, their dome is the starry sky.

John could feel the starlight nourishing his body. If possible, he wouldn't even need a telescope.

He picked up a pen and wrote quickly on it. While others were still observing, he had finished writing on a whole piece of parchment.

The Astronomy Tower is the tallest building in Hogwarts.

John finished filling out the last of the chart, and he just stood there looking around Hogwarts.

He saw a light in Hagrid's hut and some people talking in whispers under the castle gate.

Turning his gaze in the other direction, he saw the Whomping Willow was motionless.

Suddenly, the Whomping Willow shook its body and then became still again.

There seemed to be someone entering and exiting the passage below, but no human figure was visible.

Tom ran to Hagrid's hut and Fang came out with him.

They were playing, and Tom suddenly stopped.

Its nose was resting on the grass, sniffing and barking in one direction.

John stared in that direction.

After barking for a while, Tom stopped and turned around and took Fang back to Hagrid's hut.

Someone was moving at the castle gate towards Hagrid's hut. It was Umbridge.

As if she had deducted enough points from Hagrid, Umbridge knocked on Hagrid's door arrogantly.

Her mouth moved in a ferocious smile.

Hagrid was in disbelief at first, and then felt extremely disappointed.

He tried to plead, and Umbridge kept saying something.

Hagrid was losing his patience, and Tom ran over and bit Umbridge on the calf.

Umbridge, who was still standing, fell to the ground in an instant and hit the back of her head on a stone.

Blood gushed out of the wound.

The screams pierced through the darkness of the night, stunning the students taking the exam.

When they looked over, they were all stunned by the screams of the pig being slaughtered.

Professor McGonagall hurried over and was also shocked by the scene.

Tom ran into Hagrid's hut and hid. Umbridge wanted to speak, but immediately began to foam at the mouth. Professor McGonagall was so scared that she hurriedly took him to the school hospital.

Hagrid felt that he was in trouble, no, it was Tom who was in trouble.

He ran back to the hut and ran towards the gate carrying a box.

There were still twenty minutes left in the exam. John noticed that some eyes were on him. He turned his head to look and saw Malfoy seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he decided to take the exam first.

Who would have thought that Umbridge was bitten by a dog.

And with one bite, Umbridge lost her ability to resist.

After the exam, a group of people gathered around John impatiently.

"Is Tom all right?" Malfoy asked.