I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Malfoy was a little curious about what John was doing recently as he was rarely seen.

"Just something simple," John said casually, "I need to fix Neville's weapon."

After the battle at the Ministry of Magic, Neville finally awakened his talent as a swordsman.

Marvolo's sword was destroyed in that battle, and John prepared to forge a new weapon for him.

It's not like Malfoy hasn't thought about using a sword like John, but doing so would not only not make him stronger, but would weaken him instead.

I had to give up the John-style attack.

After finishing breakfast, John returned to the Star Club.

Glancing at the closed gatekeeper's office, John thought to himself, "He really carried out the Fool's Plot to the end."

He walked into the Star Society and opened the weapons arsenal.

The armory beneath the round table is a huge workshop.

John made a lot of equipment here and took out the broken sword of Marvolo.

Although this imitation is of high quality, it is still several levels lower than the real Sword of Gryffindor.

Thinking of the runes on his sword, John had a new idea.

Flames were burning in the armory, and a red-hot iron blank was gradually taking shape under the hammering.

John reached out and picked up the red-hot sword blank. Under his skin, the temperature was only slightly warm.

"I grant you the ability to cut through magic and coat you with a mithril shell."

"I grant you the magic to summon fire and merge the dragon's fang into yours."

"I grant you the faith to guard your back and wrap you in the heart of an oak tree."

Following John's ancient whispers, the sword embryo was wrapped in mithril and turned into a sword shining with silver light.

There are strange patterns on it, like some incomprehensible text.

Seeing this, John took out a box full of powder from his briefcase.

The powder inside flew onto the sword, making the bright silver sword gradually dim.

A black and gold texture emanated from the sword.

This is a new type of material that has a similar effect to the magic loop.

It was only successfully produced through the Philosopher's Stone's ability to change matter.

The last step is completed.

The black and gold sword was placed quietly on the table, and the three marks on the sword were emitting light.

John reached out and picked it up, and felt the heaviness of the sword.

After waving twice, John nodded with satisfaction.

The next step is to wait to give it to Neville.

John was about to put it in his handbag, but he remembered something and stopped immediately.

"I almost forgot, this thing has the ability to cut off magic."

If you put it in a handbag, it might pierce the bag.

John made a scabbard for the sword out of cherry wood.

After stuffing it in, John walked out of the armory with the sword in hand.

"Similar to the blessing method of the real name," John stroked his chin thoughtfully, "this method can imprint the ability on the weapon."

The prerequisite is to have sufficient knowledge of the magic, for example, John branded the sword with a fire spell, that's it.

...

Wait until noon.

John saw Malfoy sitting opposite him, gloating.

"You'd never guess, the Gryffindor test is so exciting."

Looking at Malfoy's expression, it was definitely not a good thing. John didn't say anything and just started talking to himself.

"They've got a new goalkeeper. It's the guy from that train, McLaggen."

"Who?" John asked in surprise, "Ron lost?"

"You didn't see the guy's face," Malfoy chuckled. "McLaggen saved five goals, Ron Weasley saved five goals, and they played an extra game, but that guy's hands were shaking with nervousness, and he conceded a goal."

Nervousness and lack of confidence have always been Ron's problems, which could be seen last semester.

I just didn't expect that McLaggen, the guy who would bet on eating a fox spirit, had the same skills as Ron.

In addition, he had a mysterious self-confidence, and he defeated Ron in the selection watched by many people.

but……

How did Malfoy know so much?

John glanced at Malfoy and said with a half-smile: "Did you go to see it?"

"No!" Malfoy denied it immediately, but couldn't resist John's eyes that saw through everything, so he said unnaturally, "I'm just trying to get information."

Sure enough, Potter and Malfoy are true love.

He pursed his lips and motioned for John to look over.

At the Gryffindor table, Ron was comforted by Harry.

Hermione looked guilty.

"What else happened?" John knew it was not that simple as soon as he saw Hermione's expression.

Malfoy thought for a moment, clapped his hands and said, "I heard Blaise say that she seemed to have accidentally bumped into Granger. What did she say at the time?"

Brace?

John remembered what Blaise said about pursuing Ginny, and in fact he did so during this period.

If you send a gift to Ginny, you will see it in the trash can. If you send flowers to Ginny, you will also see it in the trash can.

Anyway, Ginny just wouldn't listen.

I did have a fight with Dean Thomas.

I forgot to mention that Dean is Ginny's current boyfriend.

Two people are in love.

Regarding pursuing someone who has a boyfriend, Brace said righteously: "There is no first come first served in love. The one who is not loved is the third party."

Perhaps that was the secret of his mother being a widow seven times.

This time, he went to watch the selection in order to pursue Ginny, and became the only two Slytherins in the whole audience.

Why are there only two?

Because Malfoy didn't know where the cat was.

John didn't know.

Hermione was about to use the Confusion Charm, but was bumped by Blaise, interrupting the spell and allowing McLaggen to win.

John didn't know this. He narrowed his eyes but was thinking about something else in his mind.

"After Harry lost his savior status, it seems that the people around him are not so lucky."

...

The Slytherin selection will be held in the afternoon, but that selection is not as lively as the Gryffindor one.

The Gryffindor selection in the morning was extremely lively. All the students from houses other than Gryffindor went to watch, and there were even people from other houses who mixed in and wanted to participate in the selection.

Compared to the 'righteous' Gryffindor, the 'evil' Slytherin is very deserted.

There were many people participating in the selection, and Malfoy was standing in the center of the Quidditch field.

He put his hands on his hips, looking very arrogant.

Goyle and Crabbe were nearby, lecturing the students who wanted to participate.

"Listen carefully, we are Slytherin. We don't want trash, only the elites." As soon as Malfoy opened his mouth, he was filled with hatred.

"What do you mean, you called me trash!" a Slytherin seventh-year student said unconvinced.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you," Malfoy waved his hands and said innocently, "I'm saying that everyone here is rubbish."

At that moment, all the Slytherins stiffened their fists.

He really deserves a beating.

"Slytherin has only one goal, and that is to be the champion. Apart from this, any ranking is an insult to us. Do you understand?"

Malfoy said in a serious tone: "We believe that strength is supreme. Only those who are strong enough can stand on this green field. We don't need cowards who are timid and timid."

Among the crowd being lectured by him, there was a familiar figure.

But Malfoy didn't seem to notice this and continued talking.

After he finished his lecture, the Slytherin selection officially began.

...

Chapter 439 Slytherin Chaser

John wasn't watching; he was in the principal's office.

He put a teaspoon of dried blackroot powder into the crucible and stirred it. The fishy smell filled the room.

"Blackroot has the effect of protecting against the black magic when consumed."

Slughorn placed his hands on either side of his paunchy waist, and the buttons on his waistcoat were about to fly out due to the huge belly.

He praised: "It's a wise choice, but we don't know whether Bloodborne can be resisted."

"This is not a potion for the Blood Curse," John shook his head. "This is to prevent other magical effects from being triggered when clearing the Blood Curse."

"Your vigilance is admirable," said Slughorn.

"Maybe we could add some rose thorns."

Slughorn, as the Potions Master, offered his opinion.

This is why John sought out Slughorn for research.

On the one hand, he could establish a friendship with Slughorn, and on the other hand, he could use the smart brain that had taught at Hogwarts for decades to complete his research.

As the headmaster, Slughorn had no complaints about being invited to do experiments on Saturday.

Because John sent him a new luxury ice cream set, in which the pineapple-flavored ice cream was his favorite.

Slughorn had a good relationship with former Headmaster Black, and the two Slytherin Headmasters could often be seen chatting and laughing. Often at this time, the other Headmasters would snort.

John saw a complete set of Lockhart's works on Slughorn's bookshelf.

"During school, this Ravenclaw boy always has some weird ideas to attract people's attention." Slughorn said, "But after going out, he seems to have become a brave wizard."

Slughorn said with some regret, "I was not able to discover his potential at the time."

Well, because he has no ability.

John had a blank expression on his face. Lockhart was doing so well that Slughorn once thought that there was something wrong with his judgment of people.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with the Lockhart he knew.

After all, even John couldn't figure out how Lockhart graduated from Hogwarts.

Aside from the Memory Charm, Lockhart would probably have trouble with either of the two simple Opening Charms.

Slughorn's sharp and cunning eyes were as accurate as a scanner.

Today's experiment is over and John is ready to leave.

Slughorn wanted to invite John to the Slug Club's dinner, but John declined, saying that he still had to screen the rest of the materials.