I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The boys called Bathilda "Auntie".

Bathilda was full of surprise at the arrival of her nephew.

Although the other party did not explain the reason, Bathilda guessed it.

It seems that his own great-nephew was also expelled from school.

This reminded her of another 'expelled' student in the room.

What’s wrong with kids nowadays? They become rebellious at school age.

...

Chapter 512 Hello, Joel

Great Aunt Bathilda's great-nephew came, and John could sense that there was something wrong with the way Bathilda looked at him.

That feeling was like seeing two expelled poor students. It’s hard to describe.

He really wanted to explain, do you understand the significance of the King of Slytherin?

Bathilda introduced two boys of similar age to each other.

"Hello, my name is Joel." John chuckled.

He knew that his name should not be recorded in history.

So I just made up a random name.

But as soon as he said this, John looked a little strange.

He just said that name on impulse, but suddenly he felt that the name was familiar.

When the boy on the opposite side heard the name, he smiled comfortably, "My name is Gail."

There was a wariness in Gale's eyes; he came to Godric's Hollow for a certain purpose.

However, he didn't expect that there was a young wizard in the home of his lonely aunt.

This made him alert and he even subconsciously hid his name.

"Gail?" John could sense the other party's distrust of him.

This name just sounded like one of his own, and John smiled noncommittally.

Two young wizards who met each other after nearly a hundred years.

John's room was in the attic, just like his room in the Wicks' house.

Gail's room is on the second floor.

John was fiddling with his wand, he still needed to do some finishing touches.

Gail quietly observed the boy.

After being expelled from Durmstrang, Gale traveled across half of Europe alone and arrived at Godric's Hollow.

The many people and things he experienced made him overly mature.

He is wary of strangers, yet has a good understanding of human nature.

He knew very well what kind of person his great-aunt Bathilda was.

So he was even more worried that John's appearance had some ulterior motive.

The timing of its appearance is too coincidental.

He decided to test this man who was the same age as himself.

"You're making wands?" Gale asked suddenly.

Although John is blind, he is extremely sensitive to other people's gazes.

Gale's presence was noticed long ago.

When asked, John casually said, "As you can see, yes."

"Staff makers are a rare profession." Gale walked into the attic and said, "You have this skill, why are you in Godric's Hollow?"

There was a probing look in Gail's eyes. He knew some information about this person from old aunt Bathilda.

For example, John seemed to be a student at Hogwarts, but like himself, he was expelled.

The reason he was expelled was that he conducted some dark magic experiments that were considered extreme by Durmstrang. So what was the reason for his expulsion?

"It can only be called an accident," John shrugged, cleaning up the powder left on the table. "I didn't expect to be here, and I had some problems with my eyes."

"I am very grateful to Great-Aunt Bathilda, so you may rest assured."

John chuckled and said, "No need to try without thinking."

The boy in front of me is more mature than his peers.

But who is John?

He is Johnny Silverhand.

He is the one who drew up the territory of the huge Silver Hand business empire, and also the master of the Silver Hand Manor who united many forces.

Gail's temptation was as transparent as a mirror to him.

This is a crushing from the level.

Gail did not seem embarrassed when her purpose was revealed.

"Okay." Gale smiled and changed the subject, "Old aunt hopes that we can get along well."

He extended his hand to John and said meaningfully, "I think we can let down our guard against each other."

They were all smart people, and Gale understood that John was not like his classmates at Durmstrang.

Gail didn't mind being under the same roof with another person as long as it didn't interfere with his own goals.

Appropriate displays of goodwill can help you gain benefits for yourself.

This is something Gail has understood since childhood.

"Hello, Joel."

"Hello, Gail."

The two people's hands touched each other.

The blond boy has a tall body, even kids of seventeen or eighteen years old are not as tall as him.

He's a bit like the Weasley twins, with a kind of uninhibited willfulness.

Like a golden eagle soaring in the sky, it has the freedom of having its wings not bound.

...

Three days had passed since Gale initiated the conversation that day.

During these three days, Gail seemed to develop a strong interest in John.

In Gale's eyes, this is a person whose talent and wisdom are not inferior to his own.

He was more curious about John.

He would often come to John's attic, sometimes just to watch John do some processing there.

Godric's Hollow is rich in resources, which is why many wizards choose to settle here.

John processes the collected herbs.

Gale was watching quietly at the side and asked, "Are you also doing research on potions?"

"This is a basic skill for a wizard." John borrowed a crucible from Bathilda, and golden flames were burning at the bottom of the crucible.

Gail watched with interest.

The more I relax, the more I find that this peer can surprise me.

"what is this?"

"Gublay fairy fire," John raised his wand and waved it gently, and flames appeared on the wand, "a flame that will never go out and will keep burning."

"interesting."

After hearing what John said, Gail became very interested in this magic.

"This is a high-level magic," Gale teased, with a hint of temptation in his words, "It's not something that a student would be able to access."

"Knowledge doesn't have to be learned in school." John pointed his finger at his head. "Ravenclaw once said that extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind."

Gail listened carefully and clapped his hands in agreement.

In just three days, Gale felt that this stranger had wisdom and knowledge that surpassed Professor Durmstrang.

I thought I had enough experience after traveling through Europe to get here.

But John's experience was richer, and Gail even felt like telling this person about his plan.

It was a great plan, a plan for all wizards, a plan to change the world.

Gail thought she was going crazy.

This is actually an instinct, an instinct to want to get close to someone stronger than yourself.

Admiring the strong is human nature.

Old Aunt Bathilda was also pleased to see two boys of similar age getting along happily with each other.

This reminded her of another boy.

As a neighbor, Bathilda knew how tired that boy was.

He has no peers around him, only a younger sister who may fall ill at any time, and his only younger brother is a stubborn guy with a hot temper.

Bathilda felt that people of the same age would share the same language.

So Bathilda made a decision.

She wanted to introduce her two children to the poor boy.

...

The potion in the crucible was brewing. John knocked on the table and a supersensory spell emanated, covering the entire room.

He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Gale had left.

"Finally gone."

John was very troubled. Bathilda's great-nephew was like a hundred thousand whys.

He asked about everything, and John had to answer them casually to get rid of him.

John doesn't want to have too much contact with other people and change the future.

But that Gail, seven out of ten sentences were tentative.

John didn't know where he got so much wariness from.

At the same time, John also discovered that Gail was not simple.

That person has strength far beyond his peers and is full of curiosity about himself.

Voyeurism does not just refer to surveillance, but also to the brain.

"Legitimate magic? At this age, he can master such advanced magic." John whispered.

Legilimency, and Occlumency.

The other party tried to spy on his brain, but was fooled by John's brain occlusion technique.

The man was practicing the brain occlusion technique all the time, as if there was an important secret in his mind that no one could see.

John was not very interested in those secrets. Even if they were huge secrets, by the time he reached that era, almost a hundred years had passed and all the secrets would have become history.

"The book that Gale left behind?"

John found a book on the table, which Gail had left there on purpose.

He picked it up and ran his fingers over the gilded, dented cover.