I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John glanced at the two old men. Narcissistic, huh?

"Dad, your teeth don't hurt anymore?"

Unable to stand the friendship between the two old men, John reminded his father.

Watson covered his cheek. It hurt, it hurt so much.

Mr. Granger was treating Watson's teeth while John was walking aimlessly around the clinic.

I picked up a newspaper which reported what was happening in the country of the bear.

The world's once undisputed big brother is now in turmoil after experiencing division.

John muttered to himself, "It seems that Grandpa has also been involved in these things."

He remembered that his grandfather had some fame in the local area, and it might be that the government was trying to win him over, and they wanted him to stabilize the local situation.

Shaking his head, John looked at the newspaper.

A fluffy brown head came over and when she saw John, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"John!"

John turned around and saw Hermione running towards him, still holding an incredibly thick book.

The book was placed on the table, making a dull sound as it came into contact with the surface.

"You should have told me why you are here."

Hermione was surprised but couldn't help complaining. She had invited several friends to her house.

However, it seems that the Muggle world has no appeal to wizards, so they have never come here.

She envied the Weasleys' Burrow, which was really interesting.

John pointed at his father who was having his teeth pulled and said helplessly, "My dad ate too much chocolate and now has cavities. If you have a wizard card of Damo Alex Belby, you'd better give him one."

"Uh..." Hermione blinked. Sometimes she really wondered how Mr. Wick could give birth to a child like John.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Do you want to preview the textbooks for next grade?"

Miss Know-It-All only puts down her studies when she is on an adventure. Hermione's eyes are bright, and she thinks John must have done some preparation as well.

John wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, coughed twice and said, "Actually, some things don't need to be so, uh, so urgent."

Although I have some blessings, I can't bear reading for eighteen hours a day.

The Gryffindor King of the Curriculum is so terrifying.

Hermione thought about it, and she said sadly: "Yes, you are so smart."

“No, no, no.” John waved his hands hastily and explained, “Knowledge is interoperable. When you understand the Levitation Spell, you will be able to understand the Coming Spell more quickly.”

John said, demonstrating to her and taking out some lifeless lilies from the vase.

Infuse the lily with magic power, and the flower will bloom again, and its petals will come alive.

Handing the lily to Hermione, he chuckled and said, "Magic is the root. We need to understand it. Once we understand this, you will find that everything becomes simple."

Hermione held the lily, hesitated, and asked cunningly, "History of Magic is also possible?"

"…I don't think so."

My dear sister, it's easy to kill the conversation if you keep chatting like this.

John saw the smirk on Hermione's lips and knew that Hermione did it on purpose.

He ground his back teeth up and down, realizing that he had been fooled by a little girl.

After Watson Wick had his teeth extracted, his relationship with Mr. Granger progressed rapidly.

The intimacy between the two makes people wonder if these two old men have found a second spring.

"John, I decided to stay in London for a few days, and Wendell invited me to play golf."

Watson was already close enough to call Mr. Granger by his first name, which made John more and more suspicious. Would the two old men spark some passion?

People have always said that they are a gay country, that can’t be right, right?

But it's better to stay in London, as it saves John some effort.

He was heading to Knockturn Alley, which was more in line with his expectations.

...

Johnny Silverhand store.

This store suddenly appeared last year and quickly developed into a large store that replaced Boginbock in just one year.

Mundungus always felt that he had made an indelible contribution, even more than Lord Silver Hand who had never appeared.

With this mentality, he burst out with great energy and gradually regarded himself as the master.

"Shelby, you bastard, you better get out of there!"

The person that Mundungus was most dissatisfied with was Donmi Shelby, who was the parachuted-in security captain and never gave Mundungus any face at all.

This made Mundungus very angry, and he even thought of driving Tangmi away.

Tang Mi glanced at Mundungus coldly. How dare this shady thief yell at him?

Stupid guy, Johnny Silverhand was able to develop all thanks to that gentleman's connections.

Otherwise, the big shots in the Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood families would not let go of such a big piece of cake.

Unfortunately, Mundungus didn't seem to know this.

He was shouting and yelling, like a monkey in a suit.

At this time, a man walked in from outside. Mundungus was still angry, and turned around and glared at the man fiercely.

A silver mask came into view, a green robe decorated with gorgeous lace, and a slender body matched with a slim vest suit.

The gold watch chain on the clothes is elegant and noble.

Mundungus stared at the man. It was not uncommon to see mysterious people like him in Knockturn Alley. He asked unhappily, "What do you want?"

"what?"

The expression beneath the silver mask was unclear, but Mundungus could hear the understatement and slight disdain in the tone.

This made Mundungus angry and he yelled, "Get out of my store if you don't want to buy anything."

"Your shop? Mundungus, you seem to have forgotten whose place this is."

The voice seemed familiar. Mundungus recalled it, his eyes widened, and he screamed, "Are you Sir Johnny Silverhand?"

Chapter 95 Lupin and Fenrir

"It seems you still remember me, Mundungus."

Under the silver mask, John spoke in a cold tone. He moved closer to Mundungus' face so that Mundungus could see his eyes through the holes in the mask.

"Then...why don't you come out and salute me?"

Mundungus saw the eyes inside the mask turn into dragon-like eyes, and a sense of pressure fell on him.

Mundungus' body shook uncontrollably, and he rolled out screaming and knelt in front of John.

"Dear Lord Silverhand, Mundungus Fletcher sends you his sincere and respectful greetings."

The little bit of complacency and arrogance that had arisen in his heart turned into nothingness with the appearance of the silver hand.

Beads of sweat dripped from Mundungus's ridiculous nose. His voice trembled with fear and he smiled flatteringly, "Sir Silverhand, this is all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand?"

John walked into the Silverhand Johnny store indifferently. The wizards in the security team tensed up. They were werewolves and could sense that the people in front of them were very dangerous.

They looked towards their captain and saw Tommy Shelby walk up to John and bow respectfully.

"Welcome back, Your Excellency."

As the only person who has seen Johnny Silverhand's true face, Tang Mi was the one who made all the contacts for the store.

He was even more surprised at John's current state. The faint pressure made him feel suppressed as if he was facing a superior.

He said respectfully: "We have been waiting for your arrival."

When the security team saw that their captain was like this, they naturally would not point their wands at their boss.

"It seems you like this place."

John was very satisfied with the current Silver Hand Johnny store. Mundungus and Tangmi were in charge of the internal affairs and external affairs respectively, and they ran the store very well.

The mysterious Silver Hand returns and all the employees in the store come out.

The security team was expanded to ten people, with the addition of Remus Lupin and four other retired strikers in addition to the original four werewolves.

Including Tang Mi, the team of ten people has a combat effectiveness that is not inferior to the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic.

Mundungus also hired an employee to run the business while he was away.

The boy's name was Kim Ledislay, and he was a big boy who came to work during the holidays.

Kim Ludislay was a tall, handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes. When he stood next to Mundungus, a sense of ridiculousness arose.

"Respected Sir Silverhand, this is last year's income. Most of it has been deposited in Gringotts, and part of the warehouse is used for business purchases."

Mundungus took out the account book. John's refining alone could not supply such a large store. He also purchased goods from various places, and some shameful things among them also flowed through his hands.

John took a quick look and knew that Mundungus was greedy for money.

"Mundungus, I don't want you to be erased forever from Johnny Silverhand."

His simple words frightened Mundungus so much that he collapsed to the ground. He said in fear, "Sir Silverhand, I swear, I absolutely did not do that."

"Your oath is too cheap." John said lightly.

Mundungus was pulled by a strange force and floated towards John.

A hand was around his neck, and Mundungus lifted his feet off the ground, struggling for help.

As soon as he took out his wand, it flew out. Even a wizard would die if he couldn't breathe.

The feeling of suffocation quickly took over his brain, and the fear of death made Mundungus regretful.

"That's enough, Lord Silverhand!"

Remus Lupin was the first to lose his temper. He took out his wand and pointed it at John, scolding: "You should let him go."

Tang Mi pulled out his wand and said coldly: "Remus, you should recognize your identity."

"Let him go? Remus, do you know where the money he has swallowed up these days comes from?"

Pressing Tang Mi's wand, John said calmly: "I have left a fund for each little wizard who is cursed and persecuted. With this fund, even poor little wizards can have a bottle of wolfsbane potion to drink every month."

Lupin's face changed, and John's hand exerted a little force, and Mundungus was almost suffocated to death.

He said coldly: "But this person embezzled most of the fund. Do you know what this means?"

Lupin opened his mouth, then lowered his wand.

"No, Remus, help me."

Mundungus squeezed the sound out of his throat, and when he saw Lupin put down his wand, he despaired.

He didn't expect that his little action was known clearly by Johnny Silverhand, and the most deadly thing was the hateful gazes of those werewolves.

Lupin has been a werewolf since he was a child. He can understand that werewolves suffer from discrimination and cannot even get a job when they grow up.

How could they not hate that a Nutter that Mundungus had corrupted was killing a young werewolf wizard.

Just as Mundungus was about to die, the ruthless hand loosened.

He fell to the floor, his body twitching, his mouth and nose greedily breathing in the air.

The deep and cold voice sounded again, "This is the first time, Mundungus, I hope you understand that I have given you a lot."

"I understand, Lord Silverhand. I will return everything immediately."

Mundungus didn't dare to ask for anything. He rolled over and hugged John's legs and swore.

Exquisite wandless spellcasting, coupled with terrifying power.