I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The running Zouwu passed through the tunnel and headed to where its friends were.

What was once bound is now free.

Once free, now bound.

A grasp of the void.

The Silver Wick Sword slowly appeared in his hand.

The bright red gems are as shocking as blood.

He ran his fingers over the blade.

Release the hilt and let it fall to the ground.

Snow and moonlight shine on it.

The sword was as hot as melting snow.

The star spirit came over and touched it tentatively with his finger.

Hermo trembled, and his finger was cut, and he screamed in fear.

Hector immediately hid far away when he saw this.

John was speechless and said, "Such a good atmosphere has been ruined by you."

He placed his right hand on the Philosopher's Stone and waved his wand at Herme.

Herme's severed fingers healed automatically, and his crying expression turned into surprise.

Holding her hands, she came to Hector to show off.

John closed his eyes and placed one hand on the Silver Wick sword.

The magic power passed through the magic stone's power of creation and entered the entire tower.

Outside the smooth magic tower, the walls change.

Golden runes twined around the walls.

The wall bulged and a huge dragon relief appeared.

The dragon stretched its body, and the stone scales rubbed against each other, making a clanging sound as the metal collided.

The giant dragon took off and flew around the clouds.

Under John's control, two more stone dragons stretched out from the magic tower.

He opened his eyes and tapped the Elder Wand against the locket on his chest.

A wave of vibration spread out.

The locket opened and the Resurrection Stone flew out.

Landing lightly on the Elder Wand.

John raised his wand.

Three giant dragons over a hundred meters long fell from the sky in front of the magic tower.

The dragon stone's eyes moved, and John blew a breath towards the Resurrection Stone.

The dragons' eyes gradually turned black, and then the scales on their bodies began to become real.

Ancient and obscure syllables uttered from John's mouth.

"When the one who possesses this object appears, you must obey his orders."

John absorbed the power of the Philosopher's Stone and the Resurrection Stone and clapped his hands vigorously.

A wave of magical power spread out from the magic tower to the entire wizard city and even further outside.

A golden flame came out of his mouth and burned into a ball. Looking closely, there was a gem in the flame.

The black thread in his right hand condensed into a gem.

His eyes turned into vertical pupils, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on John's forehead.

Another gem appeared.

Three gems flew towards the three dragons and entered their bodies.

"I give you a fire that burns forever, a darkness that devours the soul, and eyes that turn everything to stone."

The three dragons each gained a kind of magic, making them even more magical.

John's current magic power, after being freed from the magic power of the magic blood, can also be used for creation.

The ultimate in transfiguration, combined with the power of the Philosopher's Stone and the Resurrection Stone.

This process was extremely difficult. After the gem entered the dragon's body, he opened his hands.

Ten rings are engraved with ancient spells.

The ring passed through the bodies of the three dragons, allowing them to remember it.

The ring flew back into John's hand and he whispered into it.

"And you, I give you a more powerful curse that can evoke regret."

The aura of the Resurrection Stone lingers on the ten rings.

After doing all this, the three dragons all condensed into one giant dragon.

They bowed their heads to the king, turned around and flew out, landing on the wall of the magic tower and shrinking, turning back into a lifelike stone sculpture.

Ten rings lay quietly in John's hands. He looked at them with strange eyes.

"Please allow me to be selfish for once."

The fairness and justice of the Witch-King.

But John wants to give some people a privilege that will never decline.

Holding the ring tightly, John turned to look at the awakened owl, and...

The throne of the Witch King awaits its master.

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Chapter 846 The Owner of the Ring

France.

The hotel is located in the classically decorated and historic Delacour Manor.

"Miss Delacour."

A nobleman with great influence in this country, an old man with white hair, was respectful to a young and beautiful woman.

"My child was unable to walk because of an accident," the old man pleaded. "I hope to find a way to make him walk."

"Richard," Fleur's silver hair was tied into a bun. Her expression was indifferent as she responded to the old man's request indifferently, "You have already taken the potion that belonged to Aruei."

According to the requirements set by John, every family in the Muggle world has a share of helping Muggles.

As a French family, the Delacours established friendships with the Muggle nobles.

Richard Arouet was a marquis whose ancestors had a glorious past.

Now he is a big landowner who owns a lot of land.

He was about to die, but Delacour used his share of help to keep him alive.

This makes Richard Delacour's most loyal ally.

But people are always greedy. Richard's youngest son could no longer walk after a car accident.

"I beg you, Miss Delacour." Richard said earnestly, "My child, he is only eleven years old."

Even though he sounded very pitiful, Furong just rejected him indifferently.

It comes so easily that people take it for granted.

"Wait until next time, Richard."

These almost heartless words did not make Richard feel resentful. On the contrary, he just felt disappointed that his share was not enough.

After coming into contact with this mysterious Delacour, he felt the power of magic.

For this French landowner, this person is not to be provoked.

A mysterious potion that can bring one back to life after only one sip, even though one should have died on the hospital bed.

Such people should not be offended.

Not everyone loves their children more than themselves. More people like to think that it is themselves who survive.

After seeing off this big landlord, Furong's stern face could finally relax.

She rubbed her face like a hamster, with a bitter look on her face.

"It's too sad to have to do this every day," Furong wailed, "I want to drink fish soup."

As someone who has to maintain her image as a wizarding lady in front of Muggles, Fleur has to suppress her own nature and create a mysterious atmosphere in front of Muggles.

As a warrior participating in the Triwizard Tournament, Furong herself possesses a smart mind and an active physique.

Now she had to sit there gracefully, making her wish her mother was the one who had replaced her.

With Lady Delacour's demure personality, she is more suitable for this job.

Just when Furong was wondering whether she should torture her sister Gabrielle after she graduated, she saw the owls in the manor flying away in panic.

A white dot was flying towards this side in the sky.

Once close, Basil flew into the manor and landed on Fleur's raised arm.

Fleur couldn't help but poke Basil's head with her hand and said with a smile: "Did you hit the owl again, Basil?"

Basil turned his head away to avoid being poked by Fleur.

Furong touched Basil's belly again. With the owl from the Wizard City as an offering, the snowy owl seemed to have gained some weight.

As a bully among owls, Basil's reputation is known throughout the owl world.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the Voldemort among owls. Wherever it goes, it will kill all the local owls.

Even the Delacour family owl was not spared.

Basil put a letter down and a ring fell from the gap between its feathers.

Furong picked it up and asked curiously, "Why do you have a ring on you?"

After Basil stared at Fleur for a moment, it turned and took off.

An owl that came over to watch curiously was fanned away by Basil who was passing by.

Furong was left confused. She opened the envelope and found a small card inside.

Furong clenched the ring in her hand, her eyes filled with shock and sadness.

"John."

...

"Mr. Weasley, here is a letter for you."

Percy and Penelope are definitely the most perfect couple. Their marriage has no honeymoon, but they start working directly.

As the person with the second most power in the magical world after the Witch King, he is more concerned with the overall situation.

The Foreign Office is trained by Penelope, and the Aurors are in charge of Barty Crouch Jr.

The Ministries of Magic in various locations also report to the headquarters on time.

Even in the wizard city, each area is divided into districts.

The werewolf community councillor Chu Dai is responsible for managing the werewolves, and the werewolves are divided into districts based on where they gather, and each district is supervised by a councillor.

There is only one example of a werewolf community that polices itself.

But even if the power is divided into several parts, there are still things that keep him busy.