I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John expressed pity for the man trapped in love.

Looking at Gryffindor, I once regretted the arrangement of the Sorting Hat.

There are the first friends you meet and the partners who go on adventures with you.

But in the end, they drifted apart.

Harry will go for Auror training, Hermione wants to join the Ministry of Magic, and Ron is said to want to open a shop like the twins.

Ginny and Luna still have to go to school here.

Everything has changed, yet it seems nothing has changed.

The dinner ended as John's cup disappeared.

Malfoy and Daphne organized the young wizards to go to the common rooms for the last time.

John went to the principal's office.

Slughorn opened the Oaken Mead for his arrival.

He sniffed it carefully before drinking it and said, "Ever since I was poisoned that time, I can't change this habit."

"It's not a bad thing to be cautious," John took the glass and drank it without any precautions, instead of sniffing it like Slughorn did. "This is not the bottle I gave you."

"I'm going to keep your bottle," Slughorn said with a hearty laugh. "It's the mead sent by the great Second King. I'll only take it out on grand occasions."

"I don't believe you. I bet you three Galleons that you will drink it one of these nights." John also laughed.

Given Slughorn's extreme enjoyment of food and drink, he would definitely put the good things into his stomach for safekeeping.

"It's a losing bet, John." Slughorn said resolutely.

Because it is not just a gift earned by using privileges to satisfy one's vanity, but a gift from someone who deserves respect.

The two people didn't look like a student and a principal, but more like two old friends.

Sitting on the sofa, Slughorn talked about John's future.

"The international wizarding community is currently discussing the election," Slughorn took a sip of his wine and smacked his lips. "I saw Silverhand's gift in the newspaper. International wizards are full of praise for you."

"But there are some things," Slughorn said as he picked up a candied pineapple and put it in his mouth. "With your current strength, I'm afraid some people don't want to see it."

As a Slytherin, although Slughorn only likes to collect students, his wisdom is unquestionable.

The growth of Silver Hand means that the already limited pie is being taken away.

In the past, we were suppressed from all sides within the UK, but now we have stepped into the international magical community.

Those interested parties in various countries will not sit idly by.

Especially Germany, which is currently still arguing over the position of Minister of Magic.

John raised his eyebrows, swirled the wine in his glass and said, "It is precisely because of the challenge that it is interesting."

"How about I stay and be a professor for two years?" John wasn't kidding.

Hogwarts is a large educational institution that monopolizes talents from surrounding countries.

If John becomes a professor, he can continue to instill his ideas into talented people.

The reason why Dumbledore has so many fans is because he has worked in Hogwarts for many years.

At the beginning, Voldemort tried every means to return to Hogwarts to teach, and applied several times.

It can be seen that this position also has extraordinary appeal to the Dark Lord.

So when John said this, he was really moved.

"You're staying?" Slughorn shook his head. "You won't."

Yes, with such a huge Second Dynasty out there, their king comes back to teach and educate people?

John is not Voldemort, he has a lot of property.

Voldemort had nothing at the beginning except a group of followers.

Even the various treasures were obtained by killing and robbing.

John has a large family and a great business, so staying here has advantages but also disadvantages.

"I think my friend may need my help as well." John shrugged. "But donating some money to Hogwarts is not a bad thing."

He had more money than he knew where to spend it in his little wizard foundation.

As a treasury dedicated to serving young wizards, there is nothing better than sending money to Hogwarts.

"Not a bad idea," Slughorn beamed.

John gave him an Order of Merlin, and he also gave John a platform to meet talents from all walks of life.

The relationship between the two is full of give and take, and this kind of cooperation makes people feel comfortable.

Slughorn was happy to accept the opportunity to continue to build a reputation for himself before retiring.

As the sky lights up.

The school year at Hogwarts ends.

Many students walked out of the castle.

Their luggage had been sent to the train. In this respect, the wizarding world was much more comfortable than the Muggles.

Two owls, one black and one white, flew across the sky.

Tom followed John, wagging his tail, and Hagrid came over with Fang to say goodbye to John.

Behind him, Grawp also waved naively.

Luna walked over with the Scimitar-Horned Snorkle and waved to John.

"Bye, John."

【Ding……】

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Chapter 640 Mission Completed, Wang's Graduation

[Ding, the final mission of the Hogwarts stage is completed, and the mission rewards are obtained, Magic Blood +1, Any Point +3]

The train rumbled away from Hogwarts with steam.

John looked at the platform that was gradually moving away and said silently in his heart: "Goodbye, Hogwarts."

The train is heading to Platform 9 3/4.

Students got out of the bus and hugged their families.

John stepped out of the train, and Sirius and the three little ones got out of the door next to him.

Sirius was fulfilling his duties as godfather and was delighted to hear that Harry wanted to become an Auror.

James once thought about becoming an Auror.

However, the environment at that time made him choose to join the Order of the Phoenix.

He suggested taking the children to Silver Hand Amusement Park for some fun.

After that, they would return to the old Black house, where the father and son would live together.

What is strange is Harry's past relationship with the Dursleys.

After he left the Dursleys, his relationship with them improved.

The last Christmas the Dursleys sent was no longer a stingy few coins and tissues, but a pair of socks.

Harry also wrote to the Dursleys.

The relationship changed, and Harry matured.

Mr. Weasley came to pick up the children and John saw that Percy was there too.

It seems that Mr. Weasley's relationship with his son has eased a lot after he came to his senses.

Percy stroked Ginny's hair, and Ron came over awkwardly and tried to pretend not to see.

Next to him was his fiancée Penelope, an intellectual young lady with the air of a social elite.

Percy nodded to John across the crowd.

John nodded back, looking sideways.

He saw Malfoy walking towards Mrs. Malfoy.

Mrs. Malfoy stroked the grown-up child, with satisfaction and emotion in her eyes.

Lucius was beside his wife, feeling thankful that he had made the right choice.

Their eyes met John's and they bowed with respect and gratitude.

Mr. Greengrass walked out from the Malfoy family, and the look he gave Malfoy was indescribable.

Astoria ran into her father's arms, while Daphne was more reserved. Mrs. Greengrass held her in her arms, handling her eldest daughter very well.

Old Lady Longbottom yelled at her son to get out of the way, as she wanted to meet the pride of the Longbottom family first.

Mr. Longbottom had no choice but to stand aside with his wife.

The old lady, who had made Neville as brave as his father many times, was genuinely proud of her grandson.

The Longbottom lion.

This is the name given to Neville by outsiders.

John looked at them one by one and walked out of the platform.

He saw his family.

Watson looked around nervously and John was bumped.

Looking down, I saw the little head with golden hair burrowing into my arms.

He stiffened, finally patting Ariana's back gently.

Mrs. Wick came over and looked at the harmonious brother and sister.

Tom made a dissatisfied sound at the side. Ariana turned her head and reached out to touch Tom's chin.

Spineless Tom's tail was spinning like a windmill.

"Let's go home." Mrs. Wick gently smoothed the hair off John's cheek.

John chuckled and said, "Go home."

There is always such a conspicuous package in a warm scene.

Watson looked around and said, "I feel like someone is following me. How about we leave quickly?"

Mrs. Wick rolled her eyes at her husband.

The family sat in the car.

Watson muttered as he drove: "You have no idea how chaotic this trip is."

He was talking about what happened in Budapest.

The location was chosen well to build a hotel, but it turned out to be a mess.

Not only were there two cars racing around on the street in broad daylight, but most importantly, a minor was driving the car.

"There was a madman with a bow and arrow, shooting random arrows like a magician," Watson said. "But he was in good health, so it wasn't a big deal if he was hit by a car."

Why would Watson know this?

Because he hit it.

Which good guy would chase an underage girl on the street with a bow and arrow in broad daylight?

Mrs. Wick mercilessly revealed: "Your father was so nervous that he stepped on the brake instead of the accelerator."

John looked at his father silently, and Watson said awkwardly: "Actually it's the car's problem. I'm driving a GTR, will I crash?"

"If you were driving a GTR, you would already be in the hospital." John was silent.