I swung a sword at Hogwarts

She also wanted to run, but Daphne's strength made it impossible for a weak woman like her to break free.

After hearing the sad story, John was silent.

Malfoy said with relief: "It seems that you finally realized that what you made was a bunch of garbage."

Pansy cried out in pain, she felt her hand was about to break.

But the joys and sorrows of each person are different, and Malfoy is still madly unleashing his ability of sarcasm.

"According to me, you shouldn't learn cooking. It's not suitable for you. You can become a curse master. Anyway, your dishes are more horrible than curses, ahahaha."

After that day.

Malfoy couldn't remember clearly.

He only remembered that it was probably the closest he had ever been to death.

In a trance, he saw his ancestor Amanda Malfoy, who came to England with King William the Conqueror.

According to incomplete statistics from Slytherin, Daphne used at least more than ten evil curses, including but not limited to the Wasp Curse, the Hair-Growing Curse, and the Big Toe Curse.

I heard that when Madam Pomfrey saw Malfoy, she thought it was a new species of magical creature that had been sent to the wrong place.

Malfoy also slept in the school hospital for a day and a night, and when he woke up he was still suffering from intermittent spasms and convulsions.

No one in Hogwarts sympathized with this.

Oh, Astoria maybe a little bit.

Malfoy's ability to commit suicide has made a qualitative leap.

Despite Daphne's barrage of angry attacks, she still reserved it for Malfoy.

Although those evil spells have effects, they do not last long.

No evil spells that could actually harm the human body were used.

It was after the Chelsea trip that Daphne's visits to the kitchen became much less frequent.

"Neville, what's wrong with you, Neville!"

Hannah screamed, and John saw Neville being carried out in a hurry.

I thought it was poisoned.

Hannah wailed, "I tried the recipe."

John walked over and took a look at the lunch box. Oh, old friend, isn’t this chocolate rice roll?

It seems that not everyone can handle these things.

John shook his head slightly at this, Neville was still too young.

...

Star Club.

John prepared what was needed for the rest of the treatment.

What he has to deal with may be the third or fourth curse of the second outbreak.

Before the specific treatment, John didn't know how many times the curse Astoria had erupted.

Prepare the soul potion and there is enough repair fluid.

John was going to have his treatment on the first Sunday after the holidays.

Before that, John closed two books.

Lately he has been multitasking while reading.

Both books are very dense, especially the Ravenclaw book.

Although it is not as full of malice and curses as the "Book of Darkness".

But its content is like the ocean, the crystallization of Ravenclaw's knowledge.

Topics covered range from spells to celestial motion to time and prophecy.

Compared with the time, curse, and soul in the "Book of Darkness", it is more vast and complicated.

Walking out of the plain room, John wanted to rest for a while.

Using your brain for a long time also puts a strain on your body.

After leaving the Star Club, John appeared in the corridor on the first floor.

A figure passed by in the corridor and John was startled.

"Harry?"

John was a little surprised to see who the other person was.

Harry seemed to be heading away from the castle.

...

Chapter 608 Harry's teacher, special class

Harry never thought that he would be taught personally by Dumbledore.

Although Dumbledore had trained him in the past, he never interfered too much in terms of spells and techniques.

It can even be said that Harry learned more magic from Snape than from Dumbledore.

He was a little excited.

Dumbledore recognized himself, which made him more proud than Harry getting twelve A's in the OWL exam.

He looked at the note in his hand again.

"Meet in front of Hagrid's hut at 8:30 p.m."

Harry wondered what the meeting in front of Hagrid's hut was all about.

However, out of trust in Dumbledore, he set out with the invisibility cloak before half past eight.

When he was about to leave the castle, he put on his Invisibility Cloak.

Harry, who was in his seventh year, had grown a lot taller. The invisibility cloak could cover him and his friends before, but now there was not much space for him to come in alone.

As he walked along, he felt a little nervous.

Arriving at Hagrid's hut, he heard a conversation inside.

"Some more tea, Dumbledore."

"No need Hagrid, this armor looks great."

The door opened and Dumbledore stood in front of it and said, "I should leave now."

"Well, Dumbledore, we haven't seen much of each other lately."

Hagrid saw Dumbledore out. In the fireplace of the house, a golden flame was burning, turning the kettle red.

Hagrid hurried over and used the tongs to lower the flame a little.

Dumbledore closed the door and said to the air, "We need to move, Harry."

Harry took off his Invisibility Cloak and asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"Forbidden Forest." Dumbledore pointed in the direction of the Forbidden Forest and said, "There is a good place there where you can learn something."

With that, Dumbledore walked forward.

Harry hurriedly chased after him and asked in confusion: "But why don't we go to the castle? Just like before, find a classroom."

"No, Harry, the classroom is too cramped." Dumbledore did not stop. "We need to hurry. This will give you more time."

time?

Are you in a hurry?

Harry had no idea what Dumbledore meant.

Following Dumbledore's footsteps, they walked into the Forbidden Forest.

The Forbidden Forest was dark at night, and Harry lit his wand.

Dumbledore chatted, "I thought you would read a newspaper in your spare time."

"Yes, sir."

"A lot of big things have happened recently." There was some emotion in Dumbledore's tone when he said this.

Harry nodded and said, "It's Grindelwald. He's dead."

It seems incredible that a lot happened in 1997.

Voldemort died in Hogwarts, and Grindelwald died in Poland.

Hearing that familiar name, Dumbledore felt a little emotional.

"Yes, he is dead." But he changed the subject and said, "Do you believe he is dead?"

This confused Harry, as he actually didn't pay much attention to Grindelwald.

Unlike the rest of Europe, Grindelwald's impact on the UK is minimal.

But since Dumbledore asked, he must have his reasons.

Harry thought for a moment, then said hesitantly, "All the newspapers are saying..."

“Sometimes, what’s in the newspapers isn’t actually true.”

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "The Grindelwald I know is not someone who would die in capture."

"You mean... Grindelwald is still alive?" Harry's eyes widened.

Dumbledore did not answer directly, but looked at the fluorescent light in front of him and said, "We are almost there."

After passing through the forest animal path, they arrived at an open area.

"Where is this?" Harry looked at the place where the fluorescent light was floating. It was like a dream, as if it was a secluded place.

"I discovered this place when I was a student at Hogwarts," Dumbledore walked over, "and I called it Firefly Meadow."

Little bits of fluorescent light floated up on the grass where they stepped.

Harry was shocked by the sight and asked curiously, "I've never seen anything like this."

"There is a lot of knowledge that needs to be found outside of books, Harry."

Dumbledore took Harry to an oval rock and sat down.

"Everything we do is about exploring the unknown. This is where wizards' magic comes from."

He pointed to Harry's heart and said kindly, "The stronger the heart, the stronger the magic. That's love."

"We need to spend this semester here. I can't teach you too much powerful magic." Dumbledore said, "Any magic changes based on the strength of the user, Harry, you have to learn how to control your own power."

"Can I tell Ron and Hermione what's going on here?" Harry didn't want to hide it from his companions.

Dumbledore said kindly, "You can tell them."

Harry had another question.

"Dumbledore, why me?"

This was the second time Harry asked this question. The last time, Dumbledore told him that it was because he had love.

This time, same answer.

"Harry, you have something different." Dumbledore looked at Harry deeply, "You have love."

"But I'm not the savior," Harry asked, "John killed Voldemort."

"It is precisely because he has so much that he does not need help from others. You are different, Harry," said Dumbledore.

"Because I'm weak?"

As frustrating as it is, it is true.

Harry lowered his head, and Dumbledore did not deny it, but said: "You need a target, John would be a good choice."