I swung a sword at Hogwarts

This time, Tai Luo is not even old enough to go to school.

I don’t know if Helmer will laugh at me.

This Christmas Star Spirit event will last until the end of Christmas.

After Hector was caught, Helmer ran to the commercial streets in various districts to do some parkour.

Maybe it was because Helmer was too extravagant that it was sanctioned.

Ginny, with weeds on her head, had veins bulging on the back of her hands. She picked up Helmer with a stiff smile.

This little guy really played a trick on me.

activity ends.

It’s time to make a wish.

Ginny took a pen and paper and wrote her wish on it.

And Taro finally walked out of the ghost area with the help of the Hector flashlight in his hand and reunited with his stupid brothers.

She happily picked up the pen and paper and carefully wrote her wish on the parchment.

Tang Mi came over to collect the wish lists.

He picked it up and took a look at it, and was stunned.

"Do you really want this?" His expression was complicated.

Tai Luo said seriously, "Grandpa said that the Witch King is the best person in the world."

Tang Mi smiled and reached out to rub Tai Luo's head.

The two wish lists also came to John at the end of the Christmas holiday.

He looked at the wish written in childish handwriting, grinned and smiled silently.

The wind from Basil's fall blew up the wish list and flew outside.

The wish list fell into the sunlight, revealing that simple and innocent wish.

"I hope the Witch King will always be happy!"

...

Chapter 844 New Year's Eve Dinner

The Christmas holidays at Hogwarts lasted until the year was over.

John's vacation, however, was pitifully short.

Compared to his father who had plans to celebrate New Year's Eve, John came here early to help his people realize their dreams.

Coming out into the sunlight, he picked up Tai Luo's wish list.

"Happily ever after?"

What a greedy and extravagant dream.

John folded up the wish list and put it in his bag.

"Purity and innocence," he said, looking down the next wish list.

This was Ginny's wish list, "A luxury decorative lamp?"

John was silent.

Do you need to make a wish to make up for the money you have at home?

It can only be said that the thinking processes of wizards are always surprising, and even Ginny is no exception.

"Then do as you wish."

John whispered, lighting the wish list in his hand.

...

Ginny, who had finally moved into her new home with Luna, looked at the empty ceiling and always felt like she needed to put something in it.

The Crooked Snorkle struggled to squeeze into the 'small' door, making a sound like a cow, complaining why it wasn't made bigger.

Ginny looked at the nest where the Scimitar-Horned Snorklein slept, and then at the size of the creature.

She said to Luna, "I think we should build him a sleeping place outside."

Luna tilted her head in thought as she brushed the fur of the Crumple-Horned Snorkeller.

The Crumple-Horned Snorkeller lay down with its belly exposed, like a sofa.

Just as the two were discussing where the Crooked-Horned Snorkeller would sleep in the future, the house suddenly began to shake.

"what happens?"

Ginny rushed to Luna immediately, took out her wand and looked alert.

Luna looked up at the ceiling with a smile on her dazed face.

On the ceiling, a blade of grass is shown trying to grow.

Through the blue wallpaper, a three-layer crystal luxury chandelier grows out from it.

The crystals on the chandelier are real. When the light is on, the light is refracted by the beautifully cut crystals, filling the whole house with light.

"Luxury decorative lamp."

Ginny's face lit up.

That's just how she likes it.

You can also switch the light by waving the magic wand.

Ginny couldn't let it go.

After getting the chandelier, the two girls invited many friends over.

Even reporters heard the news and came to interview the winners of the Christmas Star Spirit event, making Ginny's name a little famous.

In the Daily Prophet, Ginny and Luna stood under a beautiful chandelier and smiled.

Wizards are beginning to look forward to next year's Christmas Star Spirit event.

This year is almost over.

As time passed, it came to December 12st.

...

Bern, Switzerland.

Today is a special day.

The New Year is coming soon.

And it is the most special year.

Millennium New Year's Eve.

The cover models and upper-class people gathered together, some had a one-night stand, and some caught a sponsor.

They celebrate here and wait for the New Year to come.

"My God, you have no idea how many deals can be done here in one night."

Watson's bad friend Yuri Orlov, who was starting to change his career, was whispering with Watson in the noisy meeting room.

"Those big arms dealers and those guys who do shameful things behind the scenes will also appear here."

Orlov said: "The water flow negotiated here can feed a city."

"Oh." Watson was feeling a little unhappy because he didn't go to the magical world this Christmas.

Olof chuckled and said, "But to me, those supermodels..."

"Cough cough."

A light cough froze the obscene expression on Orlov's face.

Look at Mrs. Wick, who is beautiful and dignified, and completely crushes those supermodels.

Orlov then remembered that Watson came with his wife this time.

If I hadn't run fast last time and returned to America, I would probably have had to spend more than just lying in a private hospital for half a month.

Thinking of this, the vulgarity on Orlov's face disappeared completely, replaced by the seriousness of talking about business, and he quickly changed the topic.

"Come on Watson, I'll introduce you to some friends."

He came up to a man in a suit and glasses and greeted him warmly: "Hey, Ethan, my friend!"

"Is it you?" Ethan didn't see his friend's joy and avoided the warm embrace.

It was hard for him to have a good attitude towards a jerk selling arms in his hometown.

"Come on Ethan," Orlov said hurt, "I've changed my career."

"What else can a scum like you do?" Ethan sneered, "Selling milk powder?"

"That might be a good suggestion," Orlov said with a smile, pulling out his business card. "I'll still sell arms, but not to your hometown."

"I own a business, if you need some civilian pistols, I can give you some."

Ethan took the business card, looked at it, and put it in his pocket.

"Watson, let me introduce you," Orlov pointed at Ethan and said, "Dr. Ethan, a doctor of physics, fluent in multiple languages, and also has great medical skills. He treated me the last time I was shot."

"This is Mr. Wick, an um...investor. If you have a good project, he would be happy to help you."

With Orlov's introduction, the two met.

At this time, a man with an oriental face came over. He obviously knew Ethan.

When Ethan saw him, a smile appeared on his face and he held out his hand: “Doctor Wu.”

"Dr. Ethan."

Dr. Wu is an expert in the field of cardiology. Knowing such a person can almost be said to be an additional way to save lives.

Watson perked up a little and talked to the two.

Ethan noticed a playboy walking by with a beautiful girl on his arm.

"I'm sorry, but I have to excuse myself for a moment."

He excused himself and walked towards the playboy.

Watson noticed the Playboy and asked, "Who is he?"

Orlov said casually, "An arms dealer."

"Same as you?" Watson inquired.

Orlov shrugged. "He's legitimate. He's doing government business."

Compared to people like us who make a profit from the price difference in different places, they make the biggest profit by independently developing and selling their products to America.

If we talk about the King of War, that guy is it.

Watson looked at the other person twice.

Mrs. Wick looked around and said to Watson, "I'm going to the bathroom. You can come back to the room and find me."

She didn't like the scene.

Watson, the younger brother of the family, naturally didn't say much.

As soon as Mrs. Wick left, Ethan came over with the playboy.

"Let me introduce you to one of my clients, Dr. Wu."

The dude in the hat obviously didn't take Ethan and his friends seriously, and he blew the trumpet.

"You're a cardiologist," the playboy joked, pointing at his female companion. "She's going to need a cardiologist later."

Dr. Wu had an embarrassed look on his face, but also a little annoyed.