I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John looked at the classroom, which didn't have much space, and smiled: "It doesn't seem big enough."

Without waiting for the students to ask to change classrooms, John pulled out his wand and waved it.

Students see the three walls of the classroom moving further and further away.

The entire classroom was zoomed in.

This magical scene is breathtaking.

"Space magic." John's words were automatically written on the blackboard behind him.

The student's face was full of curiosity, but John said, "But unfortunately, this is not our lesson today."

"Alchemy." John looked at the students and asked, "Who knows what the alchemical principles are?"

One student raised his hand and stood up, saying nervously, "There is no such thing as free gold, sir."

"Very good." John smiled at the student, making him less nervous.

"Equivalent exchange, there is no free gold, anything you get needs to be paid."

The chalk on the blackboard was written quickly, writing down a paragraph.

John was a little distressed. He stopped and thought for a while.

"Let me think about how to convert my language into something you can understand."

Sometimes the gap is too big, which is even more distressing.

There was a huge gap between John's alchemy and the students' alchemy level.

Alchemy is an extremely complicated subject, so after John pondered over it.

He decided to start from the basics.

This lesson is definitely the most interesting one for the students.

Beauxbatons is worthy of being a school sponsored by Nicole Flamel. The alchemy level of the students here is higher than that of Hogwarts, and there are more people to choose from.

However, as time went by, those future alchemists with extraordinary talents gradually went from thinking to being dull.

What is the difference between goblin alchemy and wizard alchemy.

About the subtle differences in the energy fields of ancient and modern metals.

Runes are an essential basis for alchemy, as are Elvish and other languages ​​of ancient species.

How to imprint your own rules on alchemical objects made of piled materials, etc.

It's like listening to a divine book.

In the end, almost no one survived.

After one class, as Beauxbaton's best student in alchemy, the student council president of the seventh grade crouched in the corner and murmured, "So I don't know alchemy at all."

Not only him, but all the students were stuck in a vicious circle where their understanding of alchemy was not even basic.

John stroked his chin and asked in confusion, "I feel like they're not very enthusiastic."

As the leader of the International Academy of Magical Technology, John originally wanted to spread knowledge to the magical world.

But he didn't understand, was it because he didn't explain it clearly enough or in enough detail?

Ms. Maxime said with a complicated expression: "You haven't talked about alchemy with others, have you, John?"

"I also give lectures occasionally in the Alchemy Department."

John's answer left Ms. Maxime speechless.

The Alchemy Department is a group of the best alchemists in the entire magical world.

Do you teach your students the same way you teach them?

Ms. Maxim began to worry. Would these students give up alchemy in the future because of what happened today?

It could also be the other way around.

At some point in the future, the students are stuck on an alchemy problem and suddenly remember this lesson.

That flash of inspiration can turn an ordinary alchemist into a top alchemist.

Well, John did a great job.

In any case, Ms. Maxime is grateful to John for fulfilling his promise.

And John's journey to Beauxbatons is about to end.

Ms. Maxime was also enthusiastic about letting the magic horse take John away.

But John thought it was too ostentatious, so he simply used the transmission channel.

It wasn't until Ms. Maxim went to see her precious rune horse one day later, and she saw that a lot of feathers were missing, that she finally knew why John didn't use it.

Gabrielle and Adele also celebrate the fact that they will never be put in detention again.

Went to the principal's office, not only did not get rewarded.

The two people fell asleep while taking a walk at night, causing the feathers of the divine horse to be plucked.

The two were sentenced to solitary confinement and were given a seven-inch letter of apology.

This made the two little girls cry without tears.

...

Return to England from Beauxbatons.

John's days are revolving around three points.

Take care of business, go out, eat, sleep.

Two hours is enough to fully energize John, who is often already processing things before Tang Mi even gets to work.

After Tang Mi got off work, John was still dealing with things.

"I think I should change my chair."

That day, John stared at his chair with some thoughts in his mind.

After John stood up, Tom jumped on and lay down.

Tang Mi came to report on his work. Seeing John looking at the chair, he asked curiously, "What's wrong, sir?"

"It's nothing, I just want to change a chair."

John turned his head slightly to look at Tang Mi and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Today is the release of Gilderoy Lockhart's new book." Tang Mi took out a piece of parchment and said, "He sent the new book over, and attached a letter."

Today is December 9st?

John raised an eyebrow and asked, "What book did you write this time?"

"I heard it's a book about a powerful wizard who takes a vacation and goes on an adventure in the Muggle world," Tang Mi also asked in confusion, "Does he have such an experience?"

"Probably because of the recent contact between the wizarding world and the Muggle world."

John was not surprised. As the best-selling author of books in the wizarding world, Lockhart had a keen sense of hot topics.

He could quickly find out what kind of books wizards liked to read.

There is no doubt that books that can popularize some common sense of the Muggle world are the most popular now.

You know, even the not-so-important Muggle Studies major has gained more people choosing it because of recent changes.

There is a reason why Lockhart has become a top figure in the wizarding world.

While John was sighing, Watson in a hospital in the UK was not so lucky.

His fellow sufferer, Olof, had already fled to a private hospital.

Watson regretted that he should not have believed the slander.

...

Chapter 803 Watson's Tragic Journey

As the head of a family with a lofty family status, Watson is a man loyal to his family.

When the arms chief Yuri Orlov invited him, he swore that he had absolutely no dirty intentions.

This is just a business transaction.

Yuri Orlov hopes to do the arms business with Watson. The huge underground alliance consumes a considerable amount of arms.

But Watson refused him, or more precisely, refused the weapons that Orlov got from the army.

Those weapons are great, but only on the battlefield.

AK47, a popular weapon dubbed the king of guns, is not suitable for use in cities.

What Watson really needs is a more convenient weapon.

He needed a bulletproof vest, not a jacket or vest, but one that fits well and looks no different from an ordinary suit.

He needed a gun that could be hidden at night and make a quiet sound, as quiet as a cat jumping out of a trash can.

Instead of arming himself and holding a glittering golden revolver, making a loud noise like an explosion.

After hearing his request, Orlov also understood that the needs of the two were different.

However, he still hoped that Watson would give him a way so that his arms could be traded in various places through the hotel as a channel.

In return, he offered to provide the hotel with his services in the gun shop.

And it's not the battlefield kind.

The conditions are tempting, especially when Orlov asks Watson if he wants to kiss his ring.

Watson didn't want her wedding ring to be stained by a man's saliva, so she readily agreed to this win-win condition.

During this time, Orlov suggested that they go celebrate.

It was this sentence that put Watson in the hospital.

Strip club.

Although Watson repeatedly stated that he was a gentleman, Yuri Orlov used the most vicious method of provoking him.

"No way, you're not afraid of your wife, are you?"

Watson said, how could a young man like him, a member of a distinguished family, endure such humiliation?

So he went.

Then he opened the door to a new world.

The strippers performed a hot striptease and the men in the audience went crazy. They waved various currencies in their hands and made crazy and shrill noises.

Orlov stuffed a few green bills into the cup of the ball-colliding man and clapped his hands and laughed.

And called on Watson to join in the joy.

Watson was rejecting in his heart, but that hot and sexy butt appeared in front of him again and again.

Finally he couldn't stand it anymore, and I just wanted to stay quiet.

Can't you stay away from me?

I don’t know which bastard bumped into Watson.

It was this moment that made him accidentally 'touch' that shaking butt.

Watson couldn't remember much after that.

His memory was fragmentary and hazy, and he seemed to see his wife pushing the door open.

A blind soldier saw the beauty and blew his habitual rogue whistle.

The memory ends here.

Watson opens his eyes in a hospital in Sokovia.

White ceiling.