I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Sean Wallace didn't know where he got the information about those people and wanted to take revenge on them.

Watson is implicated, and Uncle Seryozha appears in person.

John looked at the delicious food Mrs. Wick had made with great satisfaction and fell into deep thought.

"Mom, why did you add detergent when you washed the rice just now?"

"That will make it clean, my child."

Mrs. Wick sat down elegantly, and John looked at the banana mango chicken wing rice in front of him and fell into deep thought.

He remembered that Mrs. Wick had to get out of China if she didn't do this kind of thing before?

As long as you say this is not Chinese cuisine, you will admit it. Why does Mrs. Wick swear that this is a famous Chinese cuisine?

With that confident look, if John hadn't been from China before, he would have really believed it.

When he was hesitating about how to tell Mrs. Wick tactfully that this kind of food would be thrown out of heaven, he heard a loud noise.

"Boom!"

It was loud, like something exploded.

John heard the sound coming from the other side.

When they walked out the door, they saw the Dursleys' glass was broken.

This was followed by the roar of Vernon Dursley.

It’s still a familiar recipe, and it’s still a familiar taste.

Vernon roared at the top of his lungs, and John noticed an electric stove flying out.

"What's going on there?" Mrs. Wick noticed the movement there.

John shrugged and said, "Maybe the fireplace blew up."

He didn't know that his casual words actually came true.

At the Dursleys'.

The disgraced Weasley family wanted to pick Harry up through the fireplace, but he didn't know that the Dursleys had already sealed the fireplace.

To get out, Mr. Weasley used a spell to blow up the fireplace.

Vernon Dursley was so angry that he had been so kind during this holiday. Is this how these wizards would repay him?

He could no longer suppress his anger at this moment, and he let out the anger he had been holding back during this holiday.

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Chapter 184 Breaking out of the wall and going out

Vernon Dursley's roar rose above everything else that day, and he unleashed all his fury.

This made Mr. Weasley feel that he was very rude and he refrained from getting angry.

He asked his sons to take Harry's luggage and leave through the fireplace floo network first. It's not known whether it was intentional or not. Before leaving, Fred spilled toffee on the floor.

He pretended to be anxious and exclaimed and quickly packed it away, but deliberately left a piece behind.

Dudley was not good at anything else, but he was always the first to react when he saw something to eat.

Harry said goodbye to them before stepping into the fireplace, thinking that the Dursleys had treated him well during the holiday.

Unfortunately, Vernon was in a state of rage and fear and didn't pay any attention.

Mr. Weasley muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't you hear that you have to wait until next summer to see your nephew? You have to say goodbye, right?"

Everyone in Vernon is furious. You blew up my living room and now you're forcing me to say goodbye to Harry.

He was about to have a seizure, but when he saw the wand in Mr. Weasley's hand, he still said angrily: "Okay, bye!"

His entire face turned the color of pig liver, and it was obvious that he was very angry.

"Goodbye," Harry said, one foot already stepping into the green flames of the fireplace.

At this moment, the terrible sound of retching sounded.

Aunt Petunia screamed.

Harry saw Dudley kneeling by the coffee table, a foot-long, sticky purple-red tongue emerging from his mouth.

Dudley was choked by his tongue, retching and grunting, unable to make any sound.

At his feet, there was a piece of colorful toffee paper. It was the toffee that Fred had dropped but not picked up.

Harry knew immediately that this was Fred's fault, and he was about to smile, but he held it back.

Dudley felt very uncomfortable, he felt like he was going to suffocate.

Petunia pounced on Dudley, grabbing her baby boy's tongue and trying to pull it out.

Vernon waved his hands randomly, yelling at Weasley and others to get out, while looking at his son, his little eyes were full of worry.

Mr. Weasley also thought it was his son's prank and wanted to help solve it.

But Vernon thought he would hurt his son, so he picked up the only items left in the room and threw them at him.

Mr. Weasley could only crush them with his wand.

"Oh, don't be like this!" Mr. Weasley said desperately: "The solution is simple. It's all the toffee that's causing the trouble. My son Fred likes to play pranks all day long. I can correct it."

Vernon was angry at first, but when he heard that it was his son who did it, he almost rushed to get the shotgun.

"Get out! Get out of here, all of you!"

Vernon's stubby fingers were trembling, looking at Dudley who was in pain, he said to Petunia: "Go to the Wick boy and ask him to save Dudley."

John was the only person he could think of who was not so malicious towards his family. In his opinion, these wizards were bullies, especially the Weasley family in front of him.

Blowing up half of his living room and leaving Dudley like this.

Petunia helped Dudley up and ran outside.

Mr. Weasley stretched out his hand, but still did not stop them.

Vernon, like a wild boar guarding his calf, blocked the door and said viciously: "Unless you step over my body!"

Mr. Weasley was speechless and had no choice but to leave in frustration.

At the same time, he also developed an anger. As the director of the Office for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Articles, Mr. Weasley devoted his life to eliminating the abuse of Muggles by wizards.

As a result, his son became a bully of Muggles.

He stepped into the fireplace and hurried back to teach his son a lesson.

Vernon saw him leaving and hurriedly went out to find his wife and son.

…

John was going to the basement to do some research, but there was a knock on the door.

Penny knocked quickly, and when John opened the door, he was startled by the purple tongue that was almost four feet tall.

"Dudley?"

Looking dumbfounded at Dudley's dying appearance, Petunia cried: "Please, please save my son, he is dying."

John frowned and took the person home.

Take out your wand and point it at your tongue, "FubuteUbcabtaten"

Dudley's tongue was returning to normal size, and John frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Watching her precious son survive the disaster, Penny finally let go of her anxious heart.

At this time, the door was knocked again. John heard Vernon's huffing and puffing and waved directly from the air.

The door opened.

Vernon ran in panting and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his son was okay.

The couple had changed into decent clothes, and they were now a little embarrassed, especially Vernon, who was cut by the splinters when he smashed the decorations.

Mrs. Wick appeared calmly and poured a cup of tea for the Dursleys, who had never been around much.

"That little...Harry!" Seeing John, Vernon suppressed his anger and said, "We kindly put on our best clothes to receive that Weasley, but they blew up my house."

Vernon yelled about what the Weasleys had done.

John also understood what was happening.

To be honest, the Weasley family really did something wrong this time.

They were going to pick up Harry, and Vernon didn't object to this at all. On the contrary, he agreed with it.

The Weasley family probably didn't expect anyone to seal up the fireplace, so they asked a friend to open a Floo connection, and ended up in the sealed fireplace.

Mr. Weasley had no idea, so he burst out of the wall with such force that half of the living room was destroyed.

The Dursleys even dressed up to welcome the parents of Harry's classmate. If they were closer, the whole family would probably have a feast today.

Rubbing his aching head, John could tell that this was Vernon complaining.

I had just tried to persuade him to be nice to Harry last semester, but he turned around and was bombed in the living room.

"This is something the Weasley family did wrong. I will fix the living room for you."

John sighed and said: "Wizards have a biased understanding of the world of ordinary people. Mr. Weasley probably wouldn't have thought that ordinary people's houses would need workers to repair them."

After hearing John's words, Vernon's anger finally subsided.

John looked at Dudley, who shrank away from Petunia in fear.

"Dudley is losing weight. I have a very effective training method, which is best combined with diet."

When Dudley heard about the diet, he immediately thought of those green salads. He wanted to refuse, but he heard John say: "Actually, the best way to lose weight is not to be vegetarian, but to have balanced nutrition. Beef and chicken breasts can both help with weight loss."

Dudley didn't hear much else, but when he heard that there was meat to eat, he immediately acted coquettishly to Petunia and asked her to agree.

Penny had no choice but to agree.

John went to help the family repair their house as promised.

When he walked into the Dursley's house, John really wanted to complain about the child's ignorance, but Mr. Weasley still lacked common sense.

He raised his hand and waved, and things in the living room began to be repaired.

In just half a minute, everything inside was repaired, including the fireplace.

Leaving the Dursleys, John received a warm send-off from his family.

Especially Vernon, his image of John at the beginning was that of an evil wizard who helped Harry, but now it seems that he is not only helping Harry, but also a reasonable person.

After returning home, John saw Mrs. Wick carrying a basket of broken plates, teacups and the like.

"John." Mrs. Wick looked at John, and John understood.

Under John's magical restoration, these things were all intact.

John, who was a little tired, didn't forget to write a letter to Percy, hoping that he could have a good talk with the twins. Such pranks on Muggles would pose a huge safety risk.

Muggles, unlike wizards, are physically unable to withstand the twins' pranks.

The next day.

After John got up and washed up, he told Mrs. Wick that he would be out for a few days.

When Watson learned that John was going to the Quidditch World Cup, he almost knelt down in front of his son and begged him to take him there.

"Have you finished handling your affairs?" John said calmly.

Watson has lost his temper. He still has a lot of things to do now.

When the time comes, John is ready to go out.

Checking what to bring, he needed to pitch a tent for the night at the Quidditch World Cup camp.

Fortunately, he had already asked Tang Mi to bring things over, and he only needed to bring something else.

After walking out of the door, John used apparation to disappear.

When he reappeared, he was in what looked like a desolate, foggy swamp.