I swung a sword at Hogwarts

But he could sense that the other party didn't want to be touched.

So he handed over his wand and said, "If you want to go over, grab my wand."

The end of the long wand reached out to Ariana.

Ariana hesitated, then carefully placed two fingers around the tip of the wand.

John felt the slight force coming from the wand and stepped into the water first.

The next second, John felt the end of the wand being released.

Then Ariana ran in the direction she came from.

John looked at the silhouette that was getting farther and farther away, and had no choice but to give up.

Finding other trees in the woods, John also encountered a Kaaba.

This thing is from Asia, and no one knows how it got to Godric's Hollow.

Unfortunately, there was no part of Kaba's body that was suitable for the wand core and potion, so John let the frightened guy go.

"Kaba will drag people into the water and drown them," John said, stroking his chin. "There aren't many people around here, so is it okay?"

As John was thinking this, he heard a sound coming from the stream.

He tapped his wand and the clairvoyance spell was activated.

John 'saw' two boys by the stream.

The tall boy was playing in the stream and got splashed with water on another boy.

The waterline slid down the chin to the collar, and the boy also fought back.

What a beautiful picture of men playing in the water.

John was silent.

"Just pretend you didn't see anything."

He turned and walked towards Bathilda's house.

Been here for more than two weeks.

John discovered that Bathilda was really a stay-at-home type who basically never went out.

Even if the wizard didn't have to eat, she probably wouldn't even leave the house.

"We need to find a way to make some money."

John was thinking about how to make money in the smallest possible way.

Some potions are not available in Godric's Hollow, so the best way is to go to Diagon Alley to buy them.

However, if he did so, he would inevitably be connected with those people in Diagon Alley.

The less contact you have with others, the less likely you are to change your future.

Johnny Silverhand, the second king of Knockturn Alley and the one who controls the Silverhand business empire, would actually worry about Garlon one day.

John was very melancholy.

"If we refine the Philosopher's Stone, the future will change again."

The Philosopher's Stone can only be made by the highest-level alchemists. If he dares to refine it, the reaction it causes will definitely change future generations beyond recognition.

John was restricted because he couldn't use the Philosopher's Stone, nor could he cause any influence or come into contact with too many wizards.

Walking past the neighbors, John was not noticed this time.

He looked up in confusion, and found that the person who had been looking at him was gone.

He walked into Bathilda's house and put the matter aside.

...

Ariana curled up in the room in fear, hugging her teddy bear with a look of fear on her face.

An image appeared in her eyes: three bad boys made her struggle in the water.

She was so frightened that things in the room began to shake.

When her brother Al came back, he noticed something was wrong and rushed into the house to comfort his sister who was about to go berserk.

"It's okay, Ariana." Al hugged his sister and comforted her.

The things shaking around gradually stopped.

There was a hint of fatigue in Ah's eyes. His sister's condition dampened his joy of becoming friends with Gail.

I am like a bird with broken wings, unable to fly with the other person.

...

Chapter 514 Hello, Ariana

"You should come with us," young Gail invited John, temptingly. "It would be fun."

“He’s a funny guy,” Gale said. “He’s full of wisdom.”

"Unfortunately, wisdom is not what I pursue." John said lightly.

What a joke. The Sorting Hat didn't even mention that I had Ravenclaw qualities.

"Power is supreme," Gale continued John's words, "so there is a greater need for change, and this magical world."

Gail is an ambitious man. He is like a poisonous creature that emits venom all the time, trying to instill his ideas into other people's minds.

But when facing John, he felt affected.

Strength comes first.

This is what Gail heard from John.

It coincides with his idea.

The difference is that what Gale pursues is for wizards to dominate Muggles.

And John is, the strong is king.

Gail wants John to join him in his great ideals, for the greater good.

The other person is Al.

That boy who is equally outstanding but whose wings are restrained by his family.

Unfortunately, John didn't want to participate in those children's games. He said perfunctorily: "It's really interesting. Changing the world is never something that can be done by words, Gail."

With a gentle wave of the magic wand, the processed items on the table fell into the arranged boxes in an orderly manner.

"Well, I think Al would be happy to see you, and we'll go to the church today." Gail was unable to convince John, so he had to leave.

They walked almost all of Godric's Hollow.

Putting the box away, John took out his homemade eye drops and dripped them into both eyes.

This makes the eyes even drier and there is even a burning pain.

He blinked hard, and his originally lifeless eyes turned into a pair of vertical pupils after he blinked twice.

Blink again, and it returns to normal.

"It's been almost a month."

Time flies and it is June.

John often checks his body, as time travel would put a huge strain on the body.

Some people traveled back in time, and when they returned to their original time, their bodies aged by dozens of years.

John's body also showed some of the strain from time travel, but his life span was long enough that the strain was not obvious.

After saying hello to Bathilda, John continued towards the woods.

Ever since the last time a tail followed me, it has become a frequent presence.

Whenever John turned around, the other party would stop, and every time they reached the stream, the other party would not continue to follow him.

This time too.

John stopped at the stream and looked back at the man who was following him.

"Do you want to continue following?" he asked.

Ariana paused as she looked at the stream.

Seeing this, John sighed and said, "You want to go over there, right?"

He could sense the other person's emotions. This was an unstable child, so John didn't act too harshly.

Unlike usual, Ariana hesitated and nodded.

John could just barely see her movements.

"In that case, let me take you there."

John motioned for the other person to come over, and Ariana stood next to John.

Without touching him, he drew out his basswood wand and waved it toward the stream.

"If you are afraid of water, then stop the water here."

With his wand raised, John waved it gently.

"Climb through the thorns and thorns."

The invisible blade cuts through the flowing stream.

Start from the middle and slowly separate.

A slippery underwater road appeared.

John extended his wand to the other party, encouraged him and said, "Grab my wand and I will take you there."

Ariana looked timidly at the parted stream, and mustered up the courage to carefully hold the tip of the stick between her fingers.

John took a step forward, and Ariana tried to move forward as well.

Stepping on the waterless stream, Ariana did not let go this time.

John smiled slightly. He was patient with the little girl and said in a slow voice, "Be careful with the rocks."

Ariana grasped the tip of her wand, nervousness flowing from it, and walked across the stream, guided by John.

John tried to pull his wand back, but found that it was being held tightly.

Ariana was still afraid, radiating uneasiness and fear.

"It's okay, just hold on tight." John didn't pull back his wand, letting Ariana hold on to it.

They walked into the woods, and John had to lower his head from time to time to pick up a herb and put it close to his nose to smell it.

John didn't care even though there was a little tail following him.

Sometimes the other party would stop suddenly, forcing John to stop as well.

Ariana looked up at the birds perched on the branches, the rabbits hopping through the bushes, the squirrels clutching nuts.

After walking and stopping for a while, the weather began to get hot, and John returned to the stream to prepare to cross.

The stream he had cut had begun to flow again and needed to be divided again.

He pumped his wand twice.

John glanced at the tightly grasped wand and said patiently, "I'm going to stop the water flow again."

He explained, but Ariana refused to let go.

She needs something to rely on.

John felt a headache. Now he had brought trouble upon himself.

The other person's emotions are extremely unstable. If you forcefully withdraw the energy, he might panic and go berserk.

John tried to reach out his hand.