I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John smiled helplessly, waved to Luna, and walked out.

When John got on the Thestral carriage and disappeared from everyone's sight, they finally confirmed that the Slytherin king had really left.

Luna stood there waving goodbye, and many people didn't take it seriously. After all, you couldn't expect to explain what was going on to a crazy girl.

...

When we got off the Thestral carriage, we arrived at Hogsmeade Station, which is outside the confines of Hogwarts.

John patted the Thestral on the head and walked to the station and stopped.

"Come and see me off, Dumbledore?"

He looked at the old man at the station and said casually, "See if I really want to leave?"

"I'm surprised, John," Dumbledore said sincerely, "You don't look like someone who would attack his classmates."

"Oh?" John smiled contemptuously, his tone changing, "Even though I have all the qualities of a Slytherin?"

Parseltongue.

Dumbledore looked gloomy. "I think you misunderstood. Slytherin has never been a bad symbol."

"Really? I always thought you thought so, Dumbledore." John said lightly, "After all, you have never shown kindness to Slytherin."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly and said, "I admit that at certain times, I have shown some biased behavior, which was because I was afraid."

"Are you afraid of another Voldemort?" John sneered, "Your thoughts are a bit redundant, just like how you treated Snape. You believe in him but are unwilling to really face him, Dumbledore."

"You were just taking advantage of Snape's emotions from the beginning to the end."

John's words were like a knife, tearing open some of the things Dumbledore had hidden deep in his heart.

"John..." Dumbledore wanted to say something else.

John interrupted him and said, "I don't think we have anything else to talk about."

He took two steps forward and said in a resentful tone: "Give my regards to your savior, Dumbledore."

He Apparated and disappeared into Hogsmeade Station.

Dumbledore stood there for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly.

He wanted to say that he trusted John, but John's resentful tone seemed to indicate that he did not want to reconcile with him.

"He has been under too much pressure recently." Dumbledore murmured to himself, "Maybe he needs to calm down."

...

It seemed that old Barty Crouch could not bear the pressure from the purebloods. He repeatedly expressed the idea of ​​restraining Silver Hand, which was agreed by all the purebloods.

Johnny Silverhand's store was attacked, which caused some of Johnny Silverhand's reputation to take a hit.

These bills made Tang Mi very anxious, and he only felt relieved when John showed up.

In his mind, John's appearance meant that the problem was solved.

Unexpectedly, John just took a look at it and put it aside casually.

"Don't worry about it for now," John waved his hand, blocking what Tang Mi was about to say, "Just put this little money aside for now."

Small money?

Don't give it to me!

Tang Mi looked resentful. Do you know what you are talking about? Is it great to be rich? Can you do whatever you want just because you have money?

Sorry, being rich is really a great thing.

"Regarding that batch of goods, has it appeared on the black market?"

The last time Silverhand Johnny was robbed, John asked Tang Mi to keep an eye on the black market.

"No, not even one." Tang Mi also asked in confusion, "That batch of goods is enough to arm an army."

This means that Voldemort has recruited a lot of people.

John stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "I see. It seems that Voldemort has brought in a lot of people. Keep paying attention and let the werewolf community restrain the werewolves. I have a feeling that the next target will be the werewolves."

The werewolf matter was left to Tang Mi to handle, because he himself had a high prestige among the werewolves, and with the help of Old Jack, it would not be a problem to appease them for a period of time.

"We need to give Voldemort some more leverage."

John narrowed his eyes dangerously at the bill for the loss.

...

Chapter 478 The Keeper Voldemort

In the days that followed, it was as if the world had changed.

There were fewer people in Diagon Alley, and the same was true for Knockturn Alley.

They were all afraid of the return of the former Dark Lord.

The second king, whom they relied on, couldn't even protect his own shop.

Fear spreads throughout the magical community.

Just today, a shop in Diagon Alley was attacked.

It's Ollivander's shop.

The old man who made wands for many young wizards was taken away by force.

The people of Diagon Alley prayed for Gilderoy Lockhart to fight against Voldemort, but unfortunately, Lockhart was in America at that time, promoting Silver Hand products as a spokesperson.

When fear arises, weak people always long for the emergence of a hero.

And the savior who once appeared in the newspapers became their hero.

John looked at the newspapers reporting on the accidents happening everywhere, and he casually put down the flyer with the Dark Mark printed on it.

"So, someone spread this intentionally?"

When you cannot win, some people will spontaneously become your followers.

These were found in Knockturn Alley.

The person who spread it was a young man, shouting that Voldemort would rule the wizarding world.

John had him locked in a room, hoping he would stick to his opinion.

"We don't take action?" Tang Mi asked. With the power of the silver hand, it would not be easy to dispel this fear, but it would not be too difficult either.

"Show the enemy your weakness, Tangmi."

John was raising the stakes for Voldemort, starting with leaving Hogwarts and being bullied.

It’s both about providing equipment and creating momentum.

Voldemort is like a strong-willed mistress kept by John. He wants to earn everything by himself, but in fact, everything is given by John.

"My equipment gives him enough confidence," John put his feet on the table and rubbed Riddle's head comfortably, "otherwise he wouldn't dare to arrest someone in broad daylight and risk being chased by the Aurors."

Basil saw Riddle being rubbed on the head, and flew over and glared at Riddle with some jealousy.

Riddle looked at him silently and jumped to the side to allow Basil to come over.

The two owls, one black and one white, closed their eyes comfortably.

It’s a pity that Tom was left in school, otherwise he would have come up and joined the group of people being patted on the head.

Seeing his boss say this, Tang Mi just shook his head.

"There are some moves in America." Tang Mi reported on the branch again, "The boss of District 11 was killed, and the second-in-command took over."

"Oh? It doesn't seem to be a coincidence." John was relieved about the American side because he had planted instructions in the souls of those people.

Now that one of them is dead, the new person in power has no orders or constraints.

Tang Mi was worried that the other party would take action against the branch.

After all, there was a precedent of Death Eaters attacking in the past.

"That's right. Let Tom have his fun."

The two owls on the table tilted their heads, as if wondering what noise Tom's dead dog could make.

...

United States, branch of Johnny Silverhand store.

Gilderoy Lockhart was being very attentive to the woman in the wheelchair, which made Johnson very dissatisfied.

"Ms. Nagini needs to rest."

When Lockhart was introducing his book to Nagini, Johnson forcefully pushed him out.

Lockhart gave Nagini a well-placed smile and said, "Of course, I never meant to disturb the beautiful lady Nagini's rest."

He bowed gracefully and left, with Johnson watching Lockhart leave from behind.

"Don't you admire the strong?" Nagini said, trying not to laugh. "You should read his book. He is an excellent wizard."

"Liar," Johnson said bluntly, "I don't believe such a weakling would dare to be with a banshee."

"It seems you have seen it all?" Nagini snickered. Johnson was very depressed when he was exposed.

It is because I have seen it that I am disappointed in Lockhart.

How can this weakling be compared with the heroes in the books?

Johnson was not angry. After pushing Nagini into the room, he went out and continued to stand guard.

The sun is shining brightly in the sky, and the weather here is not as slow to warm up as in our store.

Johnson saw the new leader of District 11 coming this way.

Next to him was a wizard wearing a black robe and lowering his head.

...

Tang Mi's premonition was accurate, the American branch of Johnny Silverhand's specialty store was attacked.

In response, John flipped through the book without even raising his eyelids.

"Are Nagini and the others okay?"

"No, but the most valuable magic power star wand in the store was stolen."

"Oh?"

John chuckled and said, "It seems that Tom has realized his shortcomings and his wings are gradually growing stronger."

Tang Mi didn't know what to say. Who would train their own opponents and give them all kinds of things?

The Magic Power Star Wand is the treasure that John made for the Silverhand Johnny branch. It is a holly wood wand inlaid with philosopher's stone.

He had expected this day to come when Johnny Silverhand was attacked and robbed.

"The best news is that no one was injured or killed," John said as he closed the book and looked up. "We will arrange compensation and treatment for the injured."

"Where's the leader of District 11?"

"Kill him."

Hearing Tang Mi's question, John said casually: "Let others take action and eliminate those traitors in District 11."

Tang Mi nodded and left.

Now that Voldemort has his men and the equipment, all he needs is the right opportunity to attack Hogwarts.

"First, I have to confirm that the things are still there, and second, I have really left."

John stroked his chin and muttered, "It's not very kind, but you are really blind, Pansy."

That's right, Pansy, she's found another problematic boyfriend.

John didn't know what to say.

Myrtle sees Theodore Nott heading to the Room of Requirement to do something.

It should be someone inside who is contacting the outside world.