I swung a sword at Hogwarts

This is what Damo Alex cares about most, and he smiled brightly when he heard this.

John patted Shelby's arm. There was no doubt that the sharp nails could easily tear open his throat.

"Shelby, perhaps we can be friends, thanks to your dedication to the Wolfsbane Potion."

"It's...my pleasure."

Shelby has been discriminated against since he was bitten, and his former colleagues have avoided him.

With no other options left, he chose to become a test subject. Although he did not fully recover, retaining his sanity was already an excellent result.

He was grateful to the two people who developed the potion, especially John.

He did not see charity and contempt in John's eyes like Damo Alex did, as if he was looking at a monster, but he truly took the patients seriously and treated all people equally.

He experienced countless cold stares in a year. Sometimes, a simple greeting can make a person die for you.

Especially since John watched him turn into a werewolf, but still dared to come up and hug him instead of pointing his wand at him.

The full moon continued to shine, and the two continued to observe Shelby.

Until the moon in the sky disappeared, Shelby began to recover from his werewolf state and gradually returned to his original appearance.

"Success."

Shelby did not behave irrationally throughout the entire night, which also declared the success of the wolfsbane potion.

John clenched his fists, and Damo Alex simply took off his clothes and ran naked across the manor to celebrate.

After bringing Shelby a set of clothes, John held out his hand to Shelby and said with a smile, "Are you interested in finding yourself a job for 100 Galleons a month?"

John needed to find a reliable bodyguard for his store in Knockturn Alley, and Shelby happened to be a very good candidate.

His gray-blue eyes, deep eye sockets, and sunken cheeks give him a wolf-like look. Under his gaze, a sense of oppression as if he was being scrutinized arises spontaneously.

This is related to Shelby's previous career, he was an Auror.

After being bitten by a werewolf while on a mission, the Auror lost his job and became a wanderer. The drastic change in his life made him haggard.

Shelby was a little surprised to hear John's words.

“I hope to get this job.”

Although the salary for this job is not as high as that of an Auror, it is still a high salary for a werewolf.

He became more convinced of John as his 'boss' and did not look down on him because of his age.

John held out his hand and smiled, "John Wick, but I want you to call me Johnny Silverhand when you get to the store. The guy watching the store is a thief, so you can keep an eye on him."

Shelby shook the hand and a smile appeared on his gloomy face. "Donmi Shelby, I think that's what I'm good at."

The two of them worked together happily, and on the other side, after Alex Damo came back from running naked, he also worked happily with John.

Although he wanted to take all the credit, John's contribution was too great.

John shook his head and refused. He smiled and said, "Dharma Alex, if it was developed by one person, it would highlight the hardship and legend. Two people might get two second-level medals, but one person can get a first-level medal."

Damo Alex was moved. Who could refuse a first-class medal?

He looked at John, wanting to know the terms.

"I want the exclusive rights to the wolfsbane potion. In return, I am willing to give you 50% of the share."

In exchange for letting Damo Alex enjoy the glory alone, John wanted to use the wolfsbane potion to develop and expand the store.

Damo Alex refused. He had no desire for money. He could not spend all his money in several lifetimes. "No need to share the profits. You know the formula of wolfsbane potion. I will give you all of it."

This made John even happier. The Potions Master was really rich. Although this money would not be much in a short period of time, it would definitely be considerable in the future.

Unexpectedly, Damo Alex didn't care about this, which made John really envious.

Eventually, the two reached an agreement, with John obtaining the exclusive rights to the wolfsbane potion and Damo Alex getting the honor of research and development.

With John's intervention, the wolfsbane potion is much stronger.

It can be said to be good news for werewolves.

Chapter 50 Dobby and the Wall

A powerful bodyguard was sent to Johnny Silverhand's shop in Knockturn Alley. Mundungus didn't know the identity of this parachuted Donmi Shelby, but judging from his respectful attitude towards Johnny Silverhand, he was most likely his confidant.

This suddenly poured cold water on the originally inflated and complacent Mundung, who still thought he was the indispensable one.

Now it seems that he is just a small pony of Lord Johnny, and for some reason, he has a sense of fear towards Shelby.

It was as if he was stealing something and was spotted by a passing Auror.

With someone like this watching him, he had to be extra alert.

It's so bad.

As a new employee, Donmi Shelby's salary is 100 Galleons per month, and John will supply him with wolfsbane potion every month.

During his one year of wandering, he met many werewolves. John decided to wait until the store was bigger and then let Tang Mi recruit other werewolves.

John was well aware that since he could hang out with former Aurors, his character couldn't be too bad.

Silverhand Johnny's shop opened a few days ago. Although the business is not very good, it is not a problem to earn 200 Galleons a day.

When more people know about this place in a while, this business will only grow bigger.

Especially after Damo Alex's first-level medal is issued, the reputation of his wolfsbane potion will spread, attracting more werewolves to buy it.

A regular wolfsbane potion costs 30 Galleons and allows you to suppress your bloodlust when you turn into a werewolf.

The Refined Wolfsbane Potion costs 80 Galleons and allows you to recognize your loved ones and stay in one place when you become a werewolf.

The top-level wolfsbane potion costs 150 Galleons. You have only changed your appearance, so why can't you use magic? Your consciousness still belongs to you.

The three wolfsbane potions not only meet the minimum needs of werewolves, but also enable them to escape from the current situation of being discriminated against.

The top-level ones are the most time-consuming, and it is very laborious to refine one that can be completely preserved as it was before the transformation.

This is the model John provided to Shelby, and it made Shelby willing to die for him.

...

The start of school is getting closer.

Harry's living at the Burrow had left John quite alone.

All he did now was counting the golden Galleons and giving away the golden Galleons.

There is never enough money to spend, and alchemy is too expensive.

But the progress was very smooth. He engraved a second rune on the sword of Ironwick and created a magic circuit for Ironwick.

As long as the circuit is activated, the magic on the sword can be used without using John's magic power.

Of course, the magic generated by these circuits needs time to accumulate again after being released, and is not of much use except for being able to deal with emergencies.

John was practicing magic that day, but his Transfiguration skill never got upgraded, which gave John the urge to upgrade it at any point.

"Should I read more books on Transfiguration?"

He had been craving for the dragon form for a long time, and estimated that he would have to reach level four to unlock it, so he had to give it up for the time being.

"Someone broke in?"

John frowned. He had set up a sensing magic prop in the basement, which would give him an early warning if someone broke in.

Pointing his wand at a corner of the basement, John said coldly, "Do you think I can't find you?"

A pair of protruding green eyes were the size of tennis balls, and two bat-like ears drooped back.

John acted decisively, using the Transfiguration Spell to transform the desk in the corner into a strip of cloth to tightly wrap the object that appeared.

"House elf?"

After finishing it, John was stunned.

"Ah--!" the house-elf screamed, "Dobby is here to see John Wick, friend of Harry Potter."

Dobby tried to break free, but the cloth wrapped around him tightly, muffling his screams.

"Dobby? The house-elf?"

John remembered Harry's complaint, and he said in a deep voice: "Who sent you here? Do you want to know Harry's whereabouts through me?"

"No, it's not. Dobby wants John Wick to protect Harry Potter."

After saying this, Dobby realized that he was almost about to say something bad about his master. He wanted to punish himself, but he was tied up tightly.

He could only bang his head against the wall repeatedly, cursing to himself, "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

"Stop!"

John had a headache, so he had to control the cloth strips to tie Dobby's head as well.

Without putting down his wand, John approached Dobby, his face becoming serious, and asked, "You said Harry would be in danger. How did you know that?"

When he asked this, John saw fear on Dobby's face, he wanted to hurt himself but couldn't.

He had a headache. These house elves were overreacting. He had to change the way he asked: "What do you mean by danger?"

"A conspiracy, a dangerous and terrible conspiracy. The most horrible thing will happen in Hogwarts!"

Dobby screamed, and John lifted the magic, causing Dobby to fall to the ground with a plop.

"Then why did you ask me to protect Harry again?" Putting down his wand, John stared at the house-elf who broke into the house.

Dobby sniffled and said, "Dobby heard that John Wick was a powerful wizard and that he protected Harry Potter."

"Uh... I admit that I protected Harry, but it was too much for a powerful wizard."

The corner of John's mouth twitched slightly. Who spread this rumor? He was just a rookie with third-level magic power.

Glancing at Dobby, he said helplessly: "If you really want to protect Harry, you should tell me the name of the master of the conspiracy."

As long as he had the name and it involved Harry as his savior, John could write to Dumbledore.

With the White Lord around, he didn't believe anyone could hurt Harry.

"Dobby can't say that, bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

Dobby began to hurt himself again, so John had to tie him up again.

He couldn't completely believe Dobby's words, but if Harry was really in danger, he would help.

"I will investigate this conspiracy, assuming it is true."

Dobby was extremely grateful, and John waved his hand.

At the same time his eyes fell on Dobby, who was wearing an old pillowcase and looked both pitiful and funny.

"I have some old clothes. If you don't mind, you can wear them."

John's words made Dobby scream, "Dobby is so grateful to John Wick, he is just as respectable as Harry Potter, house elves can only be free when their masters give them clothes to wear."

He couldn't accept John's kindness, but he elevated John to the same level as the savior Harry, well, maybe a little shorter.

Dobby snapped his fingers and disappeared with a bang.

"Able to cast spells wandlessly."

Staring at the spot where Dobby had left, John cast a spell here, while Dobby moved in and out freely.

It seems that the protection mechanism I set up is not enough.

He decided to make some extra spyglasses to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

As time went by, and as Silverhand Johnny's shop became stable, it was time for John to go to school.

9 month 1 day.

Watson brought the children into King's Cross Station early, and this time he deliberately bumped into the platform pillar at nine and three-quarters.

The result is also obvious, he is not a wizard.

At least before he got a big bump on his head, he thought that Hogwarts might have simply forgotten to send him a notice when he was a child.

Mrs. Wick was entertaining customers in the beauty salon, and John could only watch his father hitting a wall with disgust.

"Okay dad, I have to leave now."