I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Charlie swung his wine glass, and Ron temporarily forgot that he had to go to work tomorrow.

The family was noisy, and Mrs. Weasley stood on the stairs with a dark face.

...

The New Year has passed.

The snow began to stop.

However, the frozen water on the park lake in the Wizarding City is very popular with children.

The businessman who saw the business opportunity put the skates on the lake for sale and successfully made a small profit.

Wizards were skating there, and some people were having snowball fights.

A snowball hit me on the head, and a burst of laughter was heard.

You can see a flying magic carpet flying across the sky.

You can also ride on a broomstick and take off to play air combat mode.

A dog joins the fray, albeit without Snowball.

But the dog dug very quickly, and by dug at the snow, it turned a wizard into a snowman.

It was originally a one-on-one situation, but later it turned into a group of children chasing the dog.

The snowball flew toward the dog in a whoosh, and the dog dodged nimbly and even once lost its front paw.

Wait until the dog runs out from the play and runs into the busy and lively streets.

Passersby on the roadside saw the dog and greeted it.

Those who are brave enough will even squat down and touch the dog's head.

The cost-conscious vendors stopped being stingy and took out the best of their goods to give to the dog.

The dog swaggered towards the center of the Wizard City.

Under the towering magic tower, it barked twice.

The door of the magic tower opened.

Tom returns home.

The snowballs on my face didn't melt away. When I climbed up the stairs, the snow melted into water on the ground.

Tom climbed to the top floor.

The owls were sleeping with their eyes closed, one on the left and one on the right.

In the middle of them, John sat cross-legged, with the throne of the Eternal Witch-King behind him.

His eyes were closed and he was motionless.

Tom turned around and came to lie down in John's arms.

Lying in his owner's arms, Tom looked at John and saw no reaction, so he had to continue waiting.

This wait lasted until the next day.

Tom was bored and John showed no sign of waking up.

The master slept longer and longer, and Tom breathed a sigh of relief.

It fell from John's arms and ran to Riddle's shelf, barking.

Riddle opened his eyes and seemed to be listening to what Tom was saying.

After listening, Riddle stared at Tom for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

This made Tom very angry, and he bit the rack with his teeth, and got shocked on his butt.

It was in so much pain that it loosened its mouth and ran to find Basil.

Basil raised his wing and pointed behind the pillar.

Tom ran over and saw two little guys, Hector and Hermione, wrestling there.

Seeing Tom coming, Helmer took the opportunity to attack Hector, causing Hector to fall to the ground.

Then there was the sound of barking dogs and the exchange of Biliba.

They discussed when John would wake up.

The final conclusion is that I will definitely not wake up today.

Tom ran out of the magic tower with two star spirits.

Basil moved, but still didn't follow.

John still had his eyes closed, and in his mind, the palace of thoughts was being turned over.

The blue planet suspended in the Palace of Mind was rotating, and John in it was recording the secret forces belonging to Muggle countries.

His pupils dilated as he quickly wrote down what he saw in a notebook.

Thousands of feather pens were used at the same time, and the recorded words were also collected on the bookshelf.

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"It's almost time to finish and sprinkle flowers"

Chapter 849 Brain Civics

This world is mysterious.

John is in the palace of thought, and he can travel everywhere with just a thought.

His mind palace is powered by mental magic.

Those eyes, as small as dust particles, covering every place in the world, provide the basis for his all-pervading presence.

The price is that he has to focus here wholeheartedly.

The most sophisticated surveillance system in the world, the only carrier is John's brain.

John looked at the blue planet. He reached out and touched it lightly, causing the planet to spin.

As the planet rotates, some places on it remain unknown.

John stared at these places. This world was far more mysterious than he knew.

"It can isolate it from surveillance." He reached out and touched a blank space in New York.

There is a place inside where no dust can enter.

Or rather, it is some kind of magic and technology that isolates them.

John's mote can even enter the national defense base, but it can't enter it.

As his mind moved, the planet expanded and enveloped him.

The surroundings kept falling, and John was in the center of New York, America.

In this most prosperous city in the world today, pedestrians walked around him, but no one could see him.

He stood in the middle of the street, with passing cars passing through him.

"It feels really strange." John seemed like a ghost now.

He was not seen walking, and the street scene began to move backwards.

It looked like the world was being pulled at him and he wasn't moving.

So I came all the way from Queens to Manhattan, New York.

Here he saw the blank space.

It was obviously no different from the surrounding areas, but he knew that there should be a building in this place.

"magic."

His thoughts extended toward the void, and he came into contact with a barrier.

The mind stopped and did not move forward.

John narrowed his eyes, as if trying to see through the barrier.

On the other side of the barrier, a black man in strange clothes changed his expression.

"Someone tried to break into the temple."

He immediately prepared for battle.

Moreover, he had no sense of the presence of anyone outside. If it weren't for the magical warning in the temple, he wouldn't even be able to detect anyone approaching.

Who will come?

The black people's minds were in a state of confusion and they were unable to obtain the identity of outsiders.

John just touched it lightly and had no intention of breaking in by force.

"It could be a wizard, or it could be some other power." John wondered which wizard had done this.

However, just like there is an anti-Apparition spell, it is understandable that some old wizards are unwilling to come into contact with others to create this thing.

Retracting his thoughts, John quickly moved away from the ground under his feet.

In the blink of an eye, he was back in his own mind palace.

“The place is a bit small.”

John glanced at the Mind Palace, and as he recorded various data of this world, the Mind Palace was quickly filled up.

He opened his hands and the coins around him expanded outwards.

It quickly covered the white space.

The endless palace can no longer be called a palace. John prefers to call it the brain's thinking area.

Whatever he thinks in his mind, he can turn it into reality here.

But the enlarged Civic was also a bit of a burden for John.

After all, he has not become a god yet. With so many data records, the magical animal sanctuary has been marked out.

He also developed Muggle technology in that secret laboratory.

From small fruit juicers to large submarines and nuclear power plants.

John used the convenience of his brain to take out all the technologies that were tightly held in the hands of various countries.

Even with these technologies, it will take some time to understand the gap between Muggles and wizards.

He planned to hand these things over to the Alchemy Department and have them transform all of them into magic power technology in the next ten years.

There is also research on various medicines. Although potions have better therapeutic effects than Muggle medicines, he found that some things of Muggles are completely different from what can be made now.

Whatever it was, John copied it down.

Even if I have broken down hundreds of quills in my brain, I can still take away less than one tenth of your ocean of knowledge.

Using his brain, Civic, John travels around the world.

His thoughts were projected to the East, then to America, and then to Neon.

He visited all the places where secrets existed.

But even so, it is impossible to monitor everything.

"I need the Eternal Witch King's Throne."

This was the best John could do with his mind magic.

If he wanted to have all-round coverage and be omnipresent, he could only use the Eternal Witch King's Throne.

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John in the magic tower slowly woke up.

His eyes opened, and a flash of fatigue flashed across them.

It is now night.