I swung a sword at Hogwarts

All the golden figures exploded and turned into runes flying all over the sky.

John waved his wand and cast a new spell.

"The divine guard protects me."

Rock Moons appear from rocks, Tree Moons are born from trees, Fire Moons are born from flames, and Snow Moons are born from ice and snow.

Various guards were created by it.

The golden runes penetrated into their bodies, and as they entered, all the guards who were over two meters tall came to life.

John also started his own military training.

...

"What is John doing these days?"

Malfoy looked at the empty seat with some confusion.

"He always has something going on." Daphne rolled her eyes at Malfoy.

Malfoy thought so too, John usually did a lot of things behind their backs.

Turned around and made an appointment with Astoria to go out together this Christmas.

Astoria glanced at her sister. For some reason, Daphne seemed to be ignoring Malfoy lately.

Daphne used her fork as a knife and smashed the poor waffle into pieces.

"What's wrong with you, sister?"

Astoria, who was worried about her sister, put down the resentful Malfoy and asked with concern: "Are you worried about something?"

At the same time, Astoria guessed in her heart that it might be related to John.

as predicted.

Hearing her sister's question, Daphne hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "Do you think what I cook is delicious?"

"what?"

Astoria recalled the food her sister had cooked, and it was hard for her to say "delicious".

"I tasted it, and I felt that the taste was not what John would like." Daphne lowered her head in frustration.

Astoria asked curiously, "What flavor does John like?"

"I don't know." Daphne said blankly.

This made Astoria once again sigh at her sister's IQ after falling in love, so she had to ask Malfoy: "Draco, do you know what John likes to eat?"

"What do you like to eat?" Malfoy was stunned, trying to recall in his mind, and asked uncertainly, "Potatoes?"

After Malfoy finished speaking, three potatoes were stuffed into his mouth. Daphne continued to worry, "Do you think it's because I didn't cook well enough that John didn't like the meal?"

Malfoy finally spat out the potato and said in a suicidal tone, "I think it might be because of your meal that he didn't eat it."

after awhile.

Malfoy was hung in the hallway with a mouth full of potatoes and people pointed at him.

Sure enough, as long as people don’t seek death, they won’t die.

Malfoy himself performed it.

Daphne's worries did not ease until the end of today's class.

She came to the kitchen and touched the kitchen utensils that had been maintained as if they were new.

Daphne sighed, perhaps she just didn't have a talent for cooking.

Just when she was about to give up, a scent wafted into her nose.

The spiced smell of the stew was so tempting that Daphne couldn't help but head towards the direction of the smell.

At this time, the house-elves were busy with other things.

The scent is very special.

Daphne saw a room, hesitated outside for a moment, and knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute."

A girl's voice came from inside.

Then the door opened and Hannah, wearing a brown apron, was stunned.

"Greengrass?"

"Hannah Abbott?"

Neither of them expected the other to appear.

Daphne noticed the smell coming from a pot inside and inquired, "Are you cooking?"

"Yes," Hannah blushed and said, "I think Neville is very tired from taking care of the mandrake today, so I'm going to make some food to replenish his energy."

Daphne was almost inhaled by the smell.

She looked at Hannah and said very seriously, "Can I learn?"

"what?"

“Learn to cook.”

Hannah saw the seriousness on Daphne's face, this person wasn't kidding.

She asked hesitantly, "Why do you want to learn how to cook? You're so good."

Daphne said shyly, "But as a wife, it's not enough."

At this moment, Hannah understood.

As she was also preparing food for her boyfriend, she felt a sense of sympathy for Daphne at this moment.

Hannah smiled and said, "Then study with me."

"Can I call you Hannah?"

"Of course, Daphne."

At this moment, the two girls formed a deep friendship.

Hannah invites Daphne to taste the stew she just made.

The door is closed.

"We need potatoes. We don't have enough potatoes," said the house elf busy in the kitchen.

A house-elf volunteered to run to the door Daphne had entered and open it.

There was no kitchen in there, only a warehouse full of ingredients and potatoes.

"Dobby, move the potatoes out."

"Dobby can move it himself."

The house-elves were busy.

...

Chapter 593: Repairing the Divine Guard and Restoring the Father-Son Relationship

After John's training, the golden man has initially mastered some combat skills.

In the vast plain, Mizuo sprinted in front of Phobo with a stride.

Every collision between water and fire results in the creation of water vapor.

The Fire Guard opened his mouth and tongues of fire spewed out quickly towards the Water Guard.

The water guard raised his hands, and his hands turned into a water curtain blocking the front.

One breathes fire, the other defends.

The two of them shrank quickly, and in the back, two little guys less than 50 centimeters tall were punching and kicking there.

John shook his head helplessly, "When faced with restrained attributes, you must learn to be flexible."

He didn't stop there after snapping his fingers and causing the two divine guards' bodies to explode, with little golden men falling out.

The two little guys were fighting and rolling on the plain.

"Okay, stop."

It took John's words to stop them.

The little ones followed John and entered the Star Society from the plain entrance.

As soon as they entered the Star Club, the little ones ran around inside, each doing their own job.

The cabinet was opened and a bottle of Stars was taken out.

Stuffing the stars into his briefcase, John walked out of the Star Club.

The two little guys who had just been fighting grabbed John's sleeves, climbed up his sleeves to his shoulders and sat down.

John is going to Hagrid's to collect the goods today.

I have to say that Hagrid has the means and can get any kind of materials.

Arrived at Hagrid's hut.

He knocked politely.

"I'm here." Hagrid's voice rang out in the vegetable garden.

John walked around and saw Hagrid chasing away the pests that had invaded the vegetable garden.

"These things are nasty," said Hagrid fiercely. "I should get some bug spray."

"Sometimes things aren't that complicated, Hagrid."

John walked over, drew out his wand and pointed it at the wooden stake nearby.

"The divine guard protects me."

The wooden stake quickly grew larger, with various vines growing out of it.

The little guy on the shoulder turned into a rune and drilled into the tree guard's body. The eyes on his head wrapped in vines glowed.

The tree guard stepped on the pest to death, and the vines spread out to pull the pests out of the soil.

"What is this?" Hagrid opened his mouth wide, frightened by the tree man who was almost as tall as himself.

"A spell."

John walked toward the cabin and asked, "Is everything packed up?"

Hagrid once again marveled at John's creativity, leaving the tree guard playing whack-a-mole there, and followed John and said, "Everything is ready, but some of these things are not legal, so you'd better not let anyone find out."

"Magical creation should not be restricted, Hagrid."

John walked into Hagrid's hut, which was filled with large and small boxes containing a lot of materials.

"These cost quite a few Galleons, but it was all from your materials fund."

In order to make it easier for Hagrid to get materials for himself, John set up a material fund for him at Gringotts.

Hagrid stood at the door and asked in confusion, "How are you going to take all these things away?"

"With magic, of course."

John opened the briefcase and the materials were sucked into the briefcase.

This small bag is like a bottomless pit. Even if you stuff all the materials in the room into it, it won’t bulge out at all.

"What's that little guy?" Hagrid was very interested in the golden little man on John's shoulder.

John held out his hand for the little golden man to stand on and handed it to Hagrid, saying, "I call them the Divine Guards."

Hagrid looked at the little guy curiously in his palm and asked doubtfully: "Is this your magic too?"

"I guess so." The Divine Guards were an unexpected product. John spread his hands and said, "I plan to make them the best guards."