I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"Sorry, please move aside, please move aside, thank you, no, I don't want to sign."

There was a noise and Rita looked over.

Gilderoy Lockhart pushed his way through the crowd.

He struggled through the group and reached Rita.

He saw John, "My friend, what's the matter with you?"

He was about to go over but was stopped by Rita.

"Why are you here?"

Lockhart's success was inseparable from Rita's help, so the two have a very familiar relationship.

Hearing Rita's question, Lockhart said angrily: "As his friend, Gilderoy Lockhart will not sit idly by."

Rita was secretly complaining when she heard this, but Lockhart didn't care about the atmosphere at all.

What John needs now is some quiet time alone.

"Okay, I'll wait for him here." Lockhart looked around but didn't see any chairs.

Rita rolled her eyes at him.

Someone else is coming.

Zoffy brought Lupin over, but he consciously didn't disturb them.

Lupin looked at the figure and said in a trance, "He is not even twenty years old."

Looking at the people from the International Confederation of Wizards waiting there, too much hope is placed on them at this age.

Lucius came over, having just come out from his soothing work.

As long as the name of John Wick is there, it is like a tranquilizer, giving people peace of mind.

I don’t know who started it.

More and more shamans are coming to Bhutan.

They were in perfect harmony and no one approached that place.

They just waited quietly.

Waiting for their hero, their leader.

"France has stabilized, and Edgar is in charge of Germany." Lucius said to Mr. Diggory beside him, "The Saints are spreading the word of cleansing, and many of the ignorant civilians have been bewitched."

"It's a disaster, but we've got Lord Wick," said Mr Diggory.

"Yes, Lord Wick."

Lucius looked.

Theodore was in the crowd, more focused than ever before.

at this time.

There was a sudden explosion behind John.

Little Batty looked at the lonely and desolate figure.

He walked over.

Lockhart's face was full of doubts: "How could he get through?"

Rita was also hesitating whether to stop it.

"Little Barty?" John finally spoke.

His voice was numb as he said, "Your father is dead."

Little Batty paused slightly and continued to move forward.

He came in front of John and looked at the young face.

He knelt down slowly and moved his hand to his heart. He knelt on one knee, extremely pious and serious.

"Then please avenge him, King."

These words brought a ray of light into John's lifeless eyes.

"Son of Barty Crouch, the only descendant of the Crouch family, follows you and becomes a friend of John Wick like my father did."

John slowly raised his head, his eyes passed over Little Batty and looked behind him.

The sun shines on the ruins.

He saw it.

Wherever you look, you see people following closely.

"Revenge, then."

...

Chapter 672 Leaders, Companions

Norway.

Daphne, the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family, glowed with her wand, hanging up several wizards who were trying to escape.

"Lock them all up!" Daphne shouted.

The people who followed her captured the three wizards and imprisoned them.

The people watched as the beautiful witch walked to the banner and raised her wand.

The symbol of the baptism of fire belonging to the saint became the silver hand.

"From now on, this place is under the protection of John Wick!"

"Wizards, don't be afraid, John Wick will bring peace to the world!"

Daphne finished everything and everyone cheered.

They shouted John Wick's name and Daphne's proud face was photographed.

Pieces of newspaper fell down as the owl flew out.

《From the intervention of the Second Dynasty, the stability of various countries》

They Are the Shining Stars

"Grindelwald should be afraid! They are young and talented!"

In the newspaper, there are Fleur from France, Daphne from Norway, Neville and Malfoy from Britain.

Edgar of Germany appeared in Cedric of Finland.

They are all in action.

Neville ends his trip to Albania by personally capturing several Saints who attempted to attack Ollivander's.

Cedric traveled thousands of miles across Finland to find the saint who was promoting the event.

They are all solving the problem in their own way.

The stars are shining.

These people are no longer children; they are the shining stars of today's magical world.

At the same time they believe in one thing.

John will definitely take revenge, and all they have to do is to take care of the trivial matters for John.

"What, drop out of school?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

"John? He's fine. Not to mention Grindelwald, even with Dumbledore, he's fine."

"Don't worry, Atuo, just focus on your studies."

The Malfoy family's silly son was replying to messages.

Astoria sees the newspaper and wants to drop out of school to help them.

Malfoy was of course not happy, and he assured Astoria that it was John after all.

...

Early morning in Bhutan.

John looked at the information jumping on the badge, a smile on his face.

His friends were working hard, and he really shouldn't be lost here.

Looking at Little Barty, John held out his hand.

"I will avenge old Batty," he said seriously, looking at young Batty, "believe me."

Little Barty held that hand.

John pulled him up.

In full view of everyone, John stretched himself.

“Maybe I stayed a little too long.”

He turned around and looked, and the flash lights came on at the same time.

John's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Tell him, tell Grindelwald," John walked towards the crowd, "he messed with the wrong people."

"tell him!"

"John Wick will make him understand..."

"I have no lack of determination for revenge."

At this moment, the dawn shines on everyone's face.

Rita's eyes were full of news acumen. She pulled the reporter next to her and urged, "Hurry up and write it down and report it. The title should be "John Wick Declares War on Grindelwald."

The reporter was confused and said, "I'm not from the Daily Prophet."

"Now you are, I will give you triple your salary!"

"Okay, editor-in-chief!"

There are reasons why people are rich and powerful.

John looked the other way.

People from the International Confederation of Wizards walked over slowly.

"We need someone to lead us," the Bulgarian Minister of Magic looked at John and said, "Can you do it?"

John glanced at him and said calmly, "Is it a request or a question?"

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic froze, blushed, and said, "Request."

"Since it's a request," John smiled, "then respect me."

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic looked at the young face and sighed, "Percy Weasley is right, it is we who need you."

He was trying to be clever, but John saw through him.

"The International Confederation of Wizards is begging John Wick to become its new leader," said the Bulgarian Minister of Magic. "Is that okay?"

"very nice."

John reached out and patted his shoulder and walked over.

John stopped in front of the crowd.

He raised his wand.

“Reparo”

A layer of golden light spread out from his wand.