I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"Where did this little wizard come from?"

This was a very poor pick-up. His playboy nephew could do better.

Why do you know he is a wizard?

Bathilda attributed it to her intuition that the boy did not look like a Muggle.

Although the young man couldn't see, when he turned his head, that moment brought an invisible pressure.

It was only because my old aunt was a little slow that she didn't notice it.

The boy looked a little bit unbelievable, and he groped his way to stand up.

Finger touched a thorny vine.

The pitiful appearance made the old aunt, who had been widowed all her life, feel sorry for her.

"If possible, may I ask you, where is this?" The young man restrained his imposing manner and asked very politely.

This is much more polite than my nephew.

"Poor child, this is the woods of Godric's Hollow, where is your family?"

...

In Bathilda Bagshot's house.

There is a smell in the attic, a musty smell of damp wood.

There should be a leak at the staircase, but its owner didn't seem to bother to fix it.

John was somewhat relieved. Although his landing was slightly offset, he was fortunately still within the country.

The person I met was also a wizard.

But she must be a very homely wizard, because she doesn't even know the famous John Wick.

I thought I was some poor little wizard.

John didn't care and he would repay the other party later.

There was something wrong with his eyes. John guessed it was caused by the soul and curse. If he mixed some soul potions, even if he couldn't return to normal, he wouldn't see everything black now.

Picking up a cookie from the table, John guessed it was filled with chocolate.

He could barely tell the difference when he ate it.

"Thank you for your hospitality." John chuckled, "How can I help you?"

"I don't think you can help me." Old Aunt Bathilda shook her head.

She just felt so compassionate that she took the child home.

I don't expect this child to be able to help me in any way.

Judging from his age, this child should be a student.

"Are you a student at Hogwarts?" Bathilda asked. "It seems that the holidays haven't started yet."

"Hmm?" John frowned. This man was a little confused about time. He said patiently, "You remembered it wrong. It's already holiday."

"There's a fifth-year Hogwarts student in my neighbor's house," Bathilda said incredulously, "and he hasn't come home yet."

"Maybe something delayed him," John shrugged, "I've been off for a week...wait."

Thinking of a possibility, John's face tensed and he asked hurriedly, "What month and day is today?"

Bathilda said, "May 5rd, I'm not mistaken."

John heard her answer and confirmed his guess. He murmured absentmindedly, "It seems that the deviation is not in the position."

There is a problem with timing.

Hogwarts ended the school year in mid-June, and now time has gone back more than a month.

Besides...

Maybe more than a month.

John asked with some difficulty: "Excuse me...what year is it now?"

She was a little confused by his question, but Bathilda's dull emotions didn't notice anything wrong, so she said, "99 years."

John was dumbfounded. Was he in the future?

Then he heard Bathilda say, "In 1899, you seem to be a confused person too."

1899 years?

Going back nearly a hundred years?

John was completely silent at this point.

Bathilda complained: "You have a lot of problems."

"Sorry, one last question," John gave Bathilda a bitter smile, "Do you have a time-turner?"

...

Obviously, as a writer, Bathilda Bagshot has no connection with the Unspoken Man.

John was taken in.

Because he has nowhere else to go.

Although he claimed to be a sixth year student at Hogwarts and not expelled, Bathilda seemed to take this as his stubbornness.

He also learned the name of the person who rescued him, Bathilda Bagshot.

The name sounded familiar, but John tried to recall it carefully but couldn't remember it.

After all, his brain is not a computer that can continuously store things.

Or rather, he couldn't remember it right now.

Because he had just been exiled from the entire magical world.

"No matter how much magic hates me, this won't happen a second time, right?"

Magic also has to follow rules. You will be exiled every time you break it. It's fair.

I just didn't expect that I would return to a world of the last century.

Fortunately, John doesn't have to deal with Voldemort again.

Voldemort was not born yet in this year.

He stayed at Bathilda's house.

John is blind though.

But his magic is still there.

"Maybe I can go look for my teacher."

He thought for a moment and thought of his teacher.

During this period, Nicolas Flamel was still alive and somewhere.

However, as soon as this idea came out, John himself rejected it.

There are also taboos regarding time magic.

The two most important points.

You cannot contact your past self.

You can't change the past.

Someone has done this before, and the result was that the history of that family was completely changed, and the price paid was also heavy.

John had to be careful in this world.

Because if he does something, it is likely to change the entire world in the future and even affect himself.

"Before you go back, you need to be careful."

He stayed in Bathilda's attic, his mind racing.

John caught the sound of a drop of water falling to the ground.

He stood up and walked out to the stairs.

Tap the handrail with your fingers.

The super sense spell is activated.

He 'saw' where the water was dripping.

Reach out and aim at that spot.

Self-introduction: "Reparo"

A beam of white light flew out from John's palm, and then...

"boom!"

"What happened?" Bathilda was startled.

Looking at the skylight above, Bathilda was stunned.

John was also shocked.

He remembered that he cast a repair spell.

The fingers are stiffly pressed together and then released.

"I'd better not abuse magic until I have a new wand."

John gave Bathilda a polite smile to hide his embarrassment.

Bathilda looked at the skylight that was pierced by the Shattering Curse, and then looked at John's shy face.

In the end, the leak in Bathilda's house was fixed.

Well, Bathilda's.

He is a wizard after all. If he hadn't been too lazy to pay attention to it, it wouldn't have been missed until now.

A shattering spell from John forced Bathilda to consider whether her house would become even wetter due to a heavy rain.

However, Bathilda instructed John and gave a warning to the student who was suspected to be expelled from Hogwarts.

It is best for wizards to use a magic wand to cast spells.

Casting spells without a wand is something that requires extremely high proficiency in magic to achieve.

"Well, I'm a poor student."

John was helpless. He was the king of Slytherin and the top student in Hogwarts who always ranked first. Even Hermione could not shake his status.

One day I will be regarded as a poor student, the kind that will be expelled.

If I tell anyone about it, Malfoy will probably die of laughter.

In fact, if Bathilda didn't say anything, John wouldn't plan to continue using magic.

If things got out of control again, he was afraid that he would blow up the whole place.

John decided to remain a non-magical person until he had his wand back.

And there is even worse news about this time travel.

The Silver Wick Sword is lost.

...

Chapter 511 Hello, Blind Man

The Sword of Silver Wick has a magical contract with John.

Whenever John needed to use it, he only needed to lightly grasp the air and the Silver Wick Sword would appear.

Perhaps because of the shock of being exiled, or perhaps because of the different time periods, the Silver Wick Sword could not be summoned by John.