I swung a sword at Hogwarts

She tiptoed, opened her mouth and mouthed, "Ariana, where are mom and brother?"

Ariana said, "Mom went to the beauty salon and my brother went out."

"I can rest assured that."

Watson breathed a sigh of relief. He was holding an insulated box, which looked like the boxes used to transport medicines in some laboratories.

He came to Ariana mysteriously and looked around like a thief.

Under Ariana's curious gaze, he solemnly opened the box.

A chill flowed out from inside, which was filled with ice cubes and soda.

Ariana's eyes lit up.

"Soda party," Watson said proudly, "There are all kinds of flavors!"

"No one will restrain us today!"

Ariana's admiring look made Watson's vanity soar.

He waved his hand and said, "Let's drink to our heart's content today."

Since there was no one else at home, the father and daughter could do whatever they wanted.

They just forgot.

In addition to people, there are also small animals in the house.

Two owls and a dog were silently looking at Watson's ugly face.

...

Silverhand Manor.

Riddle flew in front of John and stopped, and John touched its head.

He wrote a letter to old Batty, reminding him to be cautious.

"Let Xingtu go with him."

John adds some insurance that the Stars have been hiding everywhere.

Having them around will make people feel more at ease.

"Don't let people rob you halfway."

John touched Riddle and asked him to deliver the letter.

After finishing everything, he set his sights on the people coming to Silver Hand Manor.

"Have you decided?"

He was on the second floor, looking down at Theodore below.

"I have decided," Theodore said respectfully, "The corrupt Nott is dead, I will follow you and become the new Nott."

John was not surprised by his choice.

Since Theodore went to Azkaban, all his actions have been under his surveillance.

And Theodore also took action for his decision.

He chose to end his father's eternal imprisonment.

A death is both the end of old Nott and the forgiveness given by the king.

"Old Batty will go to this election, and you will stay with him."

John said calmly: "You need to be familiar with all of this. What you will face in the future will not be playing house in Hogwarts."

"I understand." Theodore nodded.

"From now on, you are a star disciple," John walked slowly, "You can learn a lot from those people."

"How to use the Killing Curse, how to torture, how to sneak in, how to escape."

He stopped in front of Theodore, looking at his former friend, John said: "You will struggle in the mud, either sink into the mud and drown, or rush out and transform."

"You, as you are now, cannot support the new Nott."

"Blood and fire can make you a qualified head of a family."

John raised his hand and placed it on Theodore's shoulder, and said calmly, "Remember that sentence?"

"For eternal glory."

Theodore looked up, his eyes fanatical.

Yes, for eternal glory.

At the end-of-year dinner in the first year, the young and naive king was surrounded by Slytherins, and he raised his glass and shouted those words.

And honor became a trap that Slytherin could not cross.

They seek power and glory.

Theodore, who was also one of the believers.

Like Voldemort before him, John's followers have spread across the entire wizarding world.

For the sake of glory, and to restore the glory of Nott.

Theodore would give his life.

“The election is about to begin.”

John looked out the door at the beautifully planted garden.

The gardener is taking good care of the plants.

Little Barty began to become less indifferent.

Perhaps it was because old Batty always patiently showed his kind fatherly side, or perhaps it was because he realized that old Batty did not need the gimmick of being a heroic father.

Little Batty tried to get a little bit of fatherly love from old Batty.

Things he once desired, Little Batty said he still hated.

But he called out 'Father'.

His previous rebellion might be a revenge for his father's neglect, and the transformed old Batty showed his softness.

John walked over to Little Buddy and glanced at the expert manipulation of his one hand.

"You're used to it."

Little Batty paused and said, "Sometimes it's still a little inconvenient."

John shook his head and said, "Your father. You are beginning to get used to his presence."

Little Batty didn't know what to say and just stood there weeding.

"Find a chance to have a heart-to-heart talk with him," John said, "He will be very happy, even happier than when he became the president of the International Confederation of Wizards."

John's response was still silence.

John didn't say much, just left.

Little Batty put down the shovel, looked at the sky and muttered to himself, "What a nice weather."

He had never had the chance to see a sky like this when he was at Crouch's.

That was the sky he could see from the Quidditch pitch.

...

The election begins.

The location is where magic originated.

In the distance, green mountains rose, with the tops of the mountains almost touching the sky.

Huge steps lead up to the sky above, and at the top of the steps you can see the majestic castle.

A figure stepped onto this place, and he looked up at the place shrouded in clouds and mist.

That was the place where the first generation of Dark Lord met his defeat.

And now I’m here again.

Inger reached out and touched the time-worn bricks and stones.

...

Chapter 659: Kingdom of Bhutan, Muggle weapons stolen

The Kingdom of Bhutan, located high in the Eastern Himalayas, is a country of unparalleled beauty.

Many important magics were born there, and it is where devout wizards and believers exist.

This place symbolizes the sacredness of the magical world, and similarly, some important matters will be decided here.

For example, the election of the International Confederation of Wizards, where they elect a new president.

Supporters of various contenders came here and they marched along those roads of stone and wood.

The lively scene is not noisy but full of harmony.

Old Batistuta also arrived here, and his supporters cheered his arrival.

Old Batty also changed his serious expression and waved his hand in a very friendly manner.

Pierce was at his side, a smile on his face.

"Protecting the Minister of Magic. I never thought of it that way in my old days."

On the wooden balcony, Oxer, wearing a windbreaker and a cowboy hat, stared down.

The execution platform was silent beside him. Oxer tutted in dissatisfaction, "You, a piece of wood, have to act with me."

"It's good for you, my Lord, to have Minister Crouch as the new president." The Executioner said, "Don't forget, we are here because of you, my Lord."

"Of course I have no problem with you, my Lord," Oaks fiddled with his wand, "but I just think I will do something like this one day."

Oxer's eyes moved to the twins beside Crouch and said, "If necessary, I will sacrifice my life."

The execution platform did not respond to him, but was a little surprised that the famous index finger man Oxer was so loyal.

"I admire the strong." Oxer grinned, "He helped me find the meaning of life that I didn't have before."

"So do we," replied the scaffold.

Xingtu, a group of wanted criminals with the utmost heinous crimes.

Each of them had no less than ten lives in their hands.

It can be said that if they were all killed, no one would feel sorry for them, but would only applaud.

But the darker people are, the more they seek to be powerful.

The power they see is not the invincibility that is high above them.

It is a power that constantly changes the world.

They saw this in John.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, that adult is constantly changing the world.

Oxer glanced at old Batty as he walked up the steps, and said to the execution platform, "Take that little guy with you. I hope he doesn't wet his pants."

He fixed his eyes on several wizards walking around the streets, and with a mad desire to kill, he said, "Deal with those guys."

The execution platform looked towards the wizard leaning against the door.

This mission also involves a burden, which is why Oxer is unhappy.

And Theodore silently watched the people passing by.

"Is this the world John is exposed to?"

Real wizarding society is nothing like Hogwarts.

This place is full of danger and infighting.