I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The last time he opened the game, he slashed himself three times.

Come again this time?

Do you look down on us?

The captain of the Chudley Artillery was furious.

Even if you rank low, you can't insult others like this!

Malfoy left and headed for Silverhand Manor.

Tangmi has been waiting here for a long time.

"I think we can leave now." Tang Mi glanced at the assembled werewolf team and nodded.

Malfoy walked into the fireplace of Silverhand Manor with an arrogant step that showed he didn't care about his relatives.

Blue flames ignited and he was dragged away.

...

Click.

John glanced down and saw something was not good.

Under the impact of high-power magic, cracks appeared on the wand.

Although I expected this, it happened too quickly.

John ducked with a warning beat.

He didn't hesitate.

He pushed it to maximum power before the wand broke.

Directly detonate this magic power between the two sides.

The sword in the right hand blocked in front.

The impact caused by the explosion was completely absorbed by the Sword of Silver Wick.

Hold the sword with both hands and make a sword-swinging motion.

All the absorbed magic power poured out.

Grindelwald constructed all the protective spells in an instant, turning into a semicircular inverted bowl to block the attack.

John lunges in preparation.

Brilliant speed.

His figure disappeared.

The energy shield collapsed, and the tip of the sword was only a finger's distance away from Grindelwald.

John was hit by red sparks and his body fell backwards quickly.

What followed was the magic that hit the sword.

The surrounding stones and minerals were sucked in and attached to the sword to form a scabbard.

The red light came and bounced John away again.

The Silver Wick sword trembled violently, and the moment it flew out of his hand, John used the magic of capturing objects to suck it back.

Grindelwald took two deep breaths and stared at John.

Without his wand, John looked at his empty left hand.

He looked again at the Silver Wick Sword that was absorbed by various minerals.

It seemed that Grindelwald had seen a way to restrain John.

John narrowed his eyes and reached his left hand towards the locket on his chest.

His pupils froze and Grindelwald's heart skipped a beat even though they were at a long distance apart.

In a moment of distraction, John grabbed his cane hand with one hand and strangled Grindelwald's neck with the other.

"The soul is back."

Ancient and obscure whispers rang in my ears.

White smoke came out of Grindelwald's body and his face turned red.

"It's not a good habit to touch taboos." Grindelwald pressed down with his other hand.

John felt a strange force repelling him.

The wings behind him spread out like steel knives and pierced into the ground, forcing John to stop.

"I think it's okay." John grinned.

Soul-eating curse.

The silver arm turned black, and hundreds of black silk blades pierced Grindelwald's skin.

There was a coldness in John's eyes.

Even someone as powerful as Grindelwald couldn't help but whimper in pain.

“Wingardium Leviosa”

Grindelwald waved his wand, and John was lifted off the ground by a levitation spell.

The Soul-Devouring Curse was interrupted and Grindelwald counterattacked.

He pointed his wand at John, and the falling raindrops gathered into a huge water prison that trapped John.

Grindelwald stared at the white smoke on his body, then he looked up at John.

That water prison was impossible to break free from. No matter how hard John swam, he couldn't get out.

"The Silver Wick Sword is flying!"

John held out his left hand in beckoning.

The sealed Silver Wick sword flew quickly towards the water prison.

John spread his five fingers and made a throwing motion towards Grindelwald.

The Silver Wick sword that was supposed to fly towards John turned around and hit Grindelwald's chest like a rocket.

The water dungeon lost its support and John clenched his right fist.

White light filled the water prison, as if it was cut by billions of sharp blades and shattered in an instant.

After landing, John extended his right hand.

The five super magic crystals on the limited gloves glowed purple and turned into a powerful magic of capturing objects.

With Grindelwald at the center, all the stones were thrown at the retching man.

Grindelwald was wrapped into a huge ball.

John walked slowly over and picked up the Silver Wick Sword that had fallen to the ground.

His left hand was covered with black dragon scales, and he grasped the sealed scabbard and slowly exerted force.

The ore trembled violently as the force increased.

The scabbard on the sword suddenly shattered.

John swung his sword, shaking off the remaining debris.

"Kneel before me, Gellert," John walked up to the giant sphere, sword raised in both hands, "and I may consider sparing your life."

Looking at the motionless sphere quietly, John raised his eyebrows.

"Not talking? Then take it as you don't want to."

The blade of the sword burst into flames and John stretched out the sword.

"Ding."

The tip of the sword touched the sphere.

In an instant, flames ignited.

The sphere is wrapped in golden flames like the sun.

Under such high temperature, horrible cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the sphere.

Like a newborn chick, the eggshell shattered.

John looked down, staring blankly at the short silver blade piercing his heart.

John opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Then, a green light flashed.

Completely cover John.

...

"Daphne."

For a moment, Daphne was distracted.

Hearing the call, she turned and looked.

Furong came over and hugged her gently.

"Are you ok?"

Furong asked Daphne softly, like an older sister.

Daphne shook her head and said, "I'm fine, I just...just..."

"Worried about John, right?" Fleur said with a smile.

"We're all worried about him. He'll be fine. It always has been like this." Percy walked out and said, "We choose to believe him."

"You are the only one who can make those fire dragons obey."

Percy sighed and said, "Looks like John has already arranged this."

With sea power, air power is naturally indispensable.

The only one who had contact with the fire dragon was Daphne.

She was also the one who knew Amohan in Fire Dragon.

Furong complained, "I used to be chased by her."

As she spoke, Furong glanced at Heinrich who was silent there, "It's all because someone disturbed her while she was sleeping."

Heinrich turned his head away.

"So, no one of you cares about Draco?" Cedric looked at the hung man with difficulty.

Malfoy walked in with an arrogant step and met Mr. Greengrass at once.

"Relax, relax, it's normal to have some difficulty breathing." Mr. Greengrass stood next to Malfoy with his wand.

Percy was silent, "I don't know why, but I don't find it strange that he's being hung up now."

The others nodded in agreement.

In the past they would at least ask for reasons, but now it seems that Malfoy must be asking for trouble.

This one configuration.

The Minister of Magic and the Ancient Alliance both have it.

And here is a fortress.

"This place reminds me of the Star Club." Furong went to the window and opened it.

A strong wind blew her silver hair.

Looking down, the clouds are at your feet.

They are in the sky.

A house in the sky, to be exact.

In those blue fireplaces that burned.