I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Not only because of their unique geographical location, but also because they are not dependent on magic wands.

In European magic schools, wands are used as the initial tool for practicing magic.

Vagadu is accustomed to casting spells without a wand, and their wand is more like a magic prop.

This may be related to their excellent transformation skills. Living in an environment close to nature, they have a better understanding of the observation of things.

People and nature coexist in harmony. John even saw a student turn into a rhino and drink water with another real rhino.

"Welcome my friend, the respected Witch King."

Babajide Akinbade, he came over happily with open arms, stopped in front of John and hesitated, “Should I kiss your ring or hug you?”

As an African, he has not yet figured out what etiquette he should use.

John stretched out his right hand and said, "I'm still more used to this."

Babajide smiled, grabbed John's hand and shook it.

"Welcome to Uagadu. I know how powerful the Witch King is with Transfiguration." Babajid's eyes sparkled. "He is the only person in the world who can transform into a dragon. I must make sure all my students learn well."

"Of course. It would be even better if you could ask the students of Vagadu to remember to register their transformed forms in the future."

These deformed animals are varied. If another wizard came here, he wouldn’t even be able to tell whether the one drinking water over there is a wizard or an animal.

Babajide laughed and said that he couldn't say for sure. After all, such a barbaric way of development was very suitable for Wagadu.

Fewer than ten Animagus have been registered this century, which shows how many people do not want to reveal their animal form.

If it weren't for the serious job of being a professor, John even doubted that anyone would register.

As far as he knew, there were several Animagus who violated the law.

This place is simply a zoo, with all kinds of animals appearing here.

Babajide even picked up a meerkat and said with a smile that it was his student.

Then a meerkat not far away stood up silently, turned into a fourth-grade student, and said, "Principal, I'm here."

Babajide was bitten by a meerkat and he was very embarrassed.

John was also welcomed, but not because of his status as the Witch King, but because of his special Animagus form.

The only giant dragon Animagus in the world, the students of Uagadu who worship transfiguration respect him more than the headmaster.

During class, John stared at the animals sitting in rows below him. He thought for a moment and said, "Maybe I should change my appearance, too."

After that, scales began to grow on John's body as the students looked at him in surprise.

In just a few seconds, a huge golden dragon appeared.

All the animals bowed down to John.

It gave John the illusion that he was the king of beasts.

Talking about Transfiguration, John demonstrated it to the group of students.

When the student saw John transform himself into a half-dragon, his brain short-circuited.

In his half-dragon state, John can easily lift an elephant.

He then demonstrated the deformation of internal organs, which again stunned Vagadou's students.

There are many people who can change their appearance, but John is the only one who can transform his internal organs into that of an animal.

Without the help of potions, his appearance is no different from that of a wizard.

After this scene, the students of Ugadu began to doubt whether they had learned the transfiguration technique incorrectly.

Even Babajide looked unconfident. As a powerful wizard who graduated from Ugadu, John's class completely overturned everything they knew about Transfiguration.

When it was time to leave, Babajide insisted on giving John some gifts.

For example, there was a huge piece of strange metal, which was said to have fallen from the sky.

John discovered that this metal was extremely hard and had the special ability to absorb shock and heat.

This aroused his interest, and he accepted the large piece and thanked Babajide.

"It's okay, it's okay. There's another one in Wagadu that's over 20 meters long. It's really in the way." Babajide had a headache because the thing couldn't be damaged or moved away.

As a Witch King with a busy schedule, John could not stay in Uagadou for too long.

He silently memorized the location of Vagadu, opened the transmission channel and left.

...

In the following days, John went to another magic school.

Ban Ade School of Magic.

Now that September was drawing to a close, it was almost time to migrate to the Wizard City.

There are many wizards in Banard School of Magic, but not many witches.

John's arrival was welcomed. The headmaster was a very gloomy wizard who gave people the feeling that he was always planning some horrific conspiracy.

However, despite his appearance, the principal did not forget to smile when facing John.

As the school league is about to begin, Ban'ard Magic School is undergoing special training.

The selected contestants followed their professors, and even the principal supervised them at all times.

John even suspected that he invited him here in order to get some information about the school league's competition from him.

John could only tell him regretfully that he didn't know these things either.

Maybe someone from the Department of Education might know something.

At Banard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, John shared his experience in potions with this group of hard-working students.

However, there were only a few students who came. After asking, John learned that the principal wanted to prevent others from affecting the special lessons, so he directly asked those seeded contestants to come, and the others went to class as usual.

John frowned slightly, but didn't want to say anything more.

It was the knowledge he shared that made the young wizards question their lives again.

I don’t know if it was for this reason, but the principal of Ban’ade looked even worse.

Because he had to put on a smile for John, his smile was full of weirdness.

John didn't care too much about it, as he still had to go to the next magic school.

Kodosdoriz School of Magic.

The school is in her mother's hometown.

...

Chapter 806: Quidditch with a Strong Folk Style

Kodosdoriz School of Magic.

Like Hogwarts, this school was originally established to avoid the hunting of wizards by Muggles.

It was established slightly later than Hogwarts.

It is a huge castle with Byzantine and Baroque styles.

Although it is not winter yet, you can still feel some chill here.

John did not go directly inside, he appeared outside the magic school.

A man riding a brown bear, shirtless, waded across the river with a determined look on his face.

He saw John, and the brown bear sped up, speaking the language of the country.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

John's own mother's voice, with a smile on his face, said in fluent local language: "I am here to attend an invitation. If you can take me to Kodos Dorez, I will send you a thank you."

The man was stunned and muttered, "There is no Kodosdoriz here. You are in the wrong place."

"Really? Then can you tell me where other magic schools are near St. Petersburg besides Kodostoriz?"

John watched the man's changing expression with a smile.

The man was silent for a moment and then asked, "Where's your wand?"

"Here." John took out the Elder Wand and shook it. "What are you afraid of, Gatekeeper?"

The gate guard was relieved when he saw the magic wand and complained, "Some monsters have appeared nearby recently."

"We have to be more evasive." He got off the brown bear and led the way for John.

"Those monsters are very scary. Several wizards' wands have been broken." The gate guard had a look of fear on his face. "I'm a Squib, so no wand escaped."

"The school was established to hide from those witch hunters. I thought they were extinct." The gate guard cursed.

John listened and said hesitantly, "The monster you are talking about is a witch hunter?"

"What else is there?" The gate guard said unhappily, "Even our principal almost got into trouble. Poor old man, he's over a hundred years old, and his shoes didn't even fall off when he ran back."

"Ahem." John looked a little embarrassed. Why did it sound more and more like his uncle and his friends?

The gate guard was a Squib, and John glanced at his muscular body.

As expected, the duds of the fighting nation are all a little different.

As they moved forward, they arrived at the Kodos Doriz School of Magic.

That huge castle looked even bigger and more luxurious than Hogwarts.

The school is in an artistic Byzantine style, and the school uniforms are a combination of purple, white and black.

The students, speaking with a familiar accent, hurried to the other side.

"Hurry up, the Quidditch game is about to start."

John stopped and said to the gate guard, "I roughly know how to get there. Thank you for leading the way."

He smiled, and a card flipped out from his fingers.

Handing the card to the gate guard, John smiled and said, "This is my thank you."

The gate guard waved his hand and said, "No, this is my duty."

He was about to refuse, but when he pulled his hand back he saw the card stuck between his fingers.

The gate guard was stunned. He didn't remember when he took it.

Then he looked at the card. There were words written in dark gold ink on the black card.

"Wizard City?"

...

Quidditch pitch.

The students cheered loudly for their favorite teams.

John stared at the Quidditch players flying in the sky with a dull look on his face.

Chasers fought for the ball, and their brooms collided with each other, making a dull "thump thump" sound.

The roots of the branches on the broom fell all over the ground.

Yes, tree.

It fell to the ground.

Because they were two trees that looked like they had been pulled out of the soil.

Being used to seeing the slender figures of flying broomsticks, it was hard for John not to be shocked when he saw the way these students flew trees.

The fierce game continued, and one player was sent off for crashing the goal with his broom.

The student was not convinced and said that he accidentally "rubbed" it with his posture.

The referee was an impatient man and simply threw the unruly bastard out with his wand.

The game didn't last long before the Seeker caught the Snitch and ended the game.

John also couldn't help but sigh that the folks' tough character was indeed not groundless.