I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Zou Wu's mood was a little low, but he soon became happy again.

As a Zouwu, what it likes to do is run around.

The big peony-like tail brushed against John's body, like soft cloth, making him feel very comfortable.

After jumping down from the magic tower, Zou Wu stepped on the roofs of the houses and ran towards the distance.

"What an enviable guy."

John laughed uncontrollably and picked up a toy that Zou Wu had brought him.

It looked like it had been picked up from a Muggle.

A Rubik's Cube.

John twisted his body, but the disrupted colors wouldn't turn back.

After a few more tries, he discovered that some jerk had switched one corner.

He secretly thought that these Muggles had ulterior motives.

There were also quite a few small toys, which seemed to be specially sent to John by Zou Wu because he was afraid that John would be bored.

Although he is not a wizard, Zouwu still has good qualities in treating his friends.

There were also some fake wands from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, and when Tom bit them, a rubber chicken popped out of them, which scared him a lot.

Tom was so angry that he bit the wand into pieces.

Basil flew down and was very interested in the mice.

...

Zou Wu continued to run.

It's like the wind, it never stops.

After traveling from the Wizarding City to the Forbidden Forest, Grawp finally met his good friend.

A huge ball of fur flew out, and Zouwu quickly chased after it and caught it.

Then he returned to the cave incredibly quickly and handed the ball to Grawp.

Grawp laughed in a simple and honest voice. The strange combination of giants and Zouwu played in harmony in the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid discovered Zouwu's return, and he prepared many dead animals as a feast to entertain Zouwu.

Hogwarts students can sometimes see Zouwu running in the Forbidden Forest.

The wind-like peony leaves a figure pursuing freedom in the heart of every Hogwarts student.

"Professor Longbottom?"

The students who returned to school saw Neville staring out the window in a daze, and expressed concern for the powerful wizard, "Are you okay?"

"Ah, it's okay." Neville came back to his senses. He looked at the Gryffindor students who cared about him and smiled, "I was just thinking about something."

The third-year Gryffindor girl asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"

Neville was stunned and turned to look at the Zouwu running freely.

Somewhat absentmindedly, he said, "I was thinking, how nice it would be if my friends could be this happy."

On his left hand, next to the wedding ring, there was a golden ring with mysterious runes on it.

"I hope he can take a trip without saying goodbye, and sometimes secretly let go of everything." Neville's voice is low.

The girls looked at each other, not understanding what was wrong with this kind-hearted professor of Herbology.

Only people in the Star Society understand.

This is a farewell.

They couldn't even go to that place to say goodbye to their best friend.

That was what John didn't want.

It was like John handing them the ring.

There was not a single message in the badge that allowed the Star Society to communicate with each other.

Neville took off the badge and wiped it gently with his fingers.

The stars inside are very beautiful, and the changes they make are fascinating.

Seeing the badge, Neville recalled that day when he was the least confident person in their newly established Star Club.

Become who you want to be now.

Grandma regarded herself as proud, her parents returned to normal, and she completed her engagement with the girl she loved.

Everything is so beautiful.

"But how did you let yourself go, John?"

Neville's fingers trembled slightly as he put on the badge carefully.

They hoped that there would be a message from John in that badge.

This is the secret of the Star Society and the symbol that unites them.

Everyone is happy.

John was so greedy that he forgot himself.

Neville left, his steps heavy.

It was John who taught him everything.

But all this could not save John.

Walk into your office.

Neville looked at the sword.

He placed his hand gently on it and finally sighed silently.

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Chapter 848 Lullaby

Late at night.

Young children go to bed.

Before going to bed, he pestered his mother.

"Mom, do you think there are monsters out there?"

The boy's imagination runs wild, and he always imagines that he is a brave man who defeats monsters and demons.

The mother smiled indulgently, lay down on the bed, leaned against the pillow and whispered: "There will be no monsters. We have the protection of the Witch King."

"Witch King?" the boy asked doubtfully, "Will he always protect us?"

"Yes, everything we have was given by the Witch King. He saved us and made this world a better place."

Mother had been through a lot, Death Eaters, Saints, Muggles.

This witch who fought for her family on the Magic Crystal Island survived a near-death battle and witnessed the Witch King's body that could block all dangers.

She is a devout follower of the Witch King.

I pray for him every night.

Precisely because she had experienced war, she cherished everything that was hard-earned.

In this place, they didn't have to worry about being seen by Muggles.

Casting spells on the streets and taking children on flying magic carpet rides.

You can also see owls delivering food to you, and there is no need to worry about wizards being captured by intruding Muggles.

They have their own documents, and if they want to leave the country, they also have a passport.

Their identity is recognized by all countries.

They have their own jobs and their own hospitals to protect their health.

The new retirement policy provides guarantees for those elderly wizards.

The Little Wizard Fund continues to protect all little wizards.

Young wizards can choose to further their knowledge, while older wizards can go out to explore different places.

The fertility policy gives preferential treatment to the future.

Everything is going for the best.

They've died, they've been scared.

But now, they don't have to be afraid anymore.

The Witch King will bless every wizard.

The wizards sang praises to the Witch King and prayed for him.

They know that it’s not easy to come by and they may occasionally feel tired from the work.

But as long as they look up at the tall tower, they will once again feel infinite motivation.

There is no absolute fairness, but in the eyes of the Witch King, it is fair.

The mother gently patted the boy's quilt and hummed a plain but warm tune.

"In the old school days, curious boys put on hats."

"The hat of wisdom sorted him into Slytherin."

"Boys like adventure and value their partners more."

"Friends began to gather around him, and he bravely saved his classmates and defeated the giant monster."

"He was smart and eager for knowledge, and he took away books as tall as a man from the library."

"He is tolerant and not bound by the academy. He has friends in all academies."

"He is so powerful that he fights against the devil and protects the entire school."

The boy gradually fell asleep as his mother sang a strange lullaby.

"The grown-up boys and their friends, they are the rising stars, playing and laughing at school."

"The boy has an owl. It is snow-white and flies faster than lightning. It is a good helper to the boy."

"He also has a dog, who is cute and naughty, and very loyal to his owner."

The song is gentle, accompanying the boy's adventure in his dream.

This childish lullaby is sung in wizard families.

They sang for their children, praying for the Witch King's blessing.

Children will pass down the songs, just like their mothers' humming, passing them down from generation to generation.

The mother stopped flapping her hands, she smiled and kissed the sleeping boy's cheek.

Going downstairs, she saw her husband watching TV nervously.

Inside is a Quidditch match.

When the team my husband supported scored a goal, he raised his hands and cheered.

When he saw his wife coming down, he immediately shut his mouth and hid the wine glass in his hand behind him.

The witch looked at her husband helplessly.

Well, maybe married men, whether Muggles or wizards, have the habit of watching football in the middle of the night.

The same scene happened at the Weasley house.

However, Angelina and Fred, who were pregnant with their big bellies, watched the game excitedly and cheered.

Mr. Weasley yelled, "I knew that ball would go in!"