I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John looked at the blood and murmured in a daze, "Live to die."

Putting down the stars, he stood up unsteadily, clasped his thin fingers on Daphne's shoulders, and said word by word, "Don't tell anyone about this, Daphne."

Daphne had tears in her eyes and shook her head desperately.

"Daphne, promise me." John's hand was so hard that it hurt Daphne.

She looked at John steadily and asked, "Are you going to die?"

John smiled at her and said, "I promise, I won't die."

These words made Daphne finally relent, and she promised not to tell anyone.

John smiled, his face was pale and thin, and he looked desperately ill.

He collapsed on top of Daphne and whispered something in her ear.

Daphne held back tears and nodded vigorously.

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Chapter 345 The Road to the Future and the Silver Manual

Regardless of how Harry felt unreal because of the collapse of his father's image.

The Easter holiday was almost over, and John had been missing people.

Even Malfoy came to see John several times but could not see him.

In the end, Malfoy had no time to look for John.

Fifth grade and seventh grade are the busiest times. The former is busy with the O.W.L. exam and the latter needs to pass the N.E.W.T. (Ultimate Wizarding Test).

It is true that taking the N.E.W.T. exam is not necessary, but the certificate obtained is an important proof of ability and a stepping stone to major jobs.

Malfoy was sitting in the library. He looked at the seventh graders studying with sweat, as if he could see his future after passing the exam.

"We have to study like that in seventh grade?" Malfoy felt that the future was bleak.

Daphne hit him viciously, "The N.E.W.T. exam requires a good score or above in the O.W.L. exam before you can continue studying. If you don't achieve it, you are not qualified to be like them."

"Daphne, John is not here, why are you looking more and more like Pansy."

Malfoy seriously doubted whether Pansy and Daphne had exchanged souls, otherwise how could Daphne be so vicious.

Just kidding, as Slytherin's bastard, how could Malfoy be inferior to those idiots?

He opened the book confidently and fell into deep thought.

"Have we learned this lesson?"

"Professor Hilde said this when you and your Potter were flirting." Daphne replied without raising her head.

Malfoy cursed secretly, the damn course had slipped past him.

He had no choice but to continue working hard to make up for the knowledge he had missed. Fortunately, he had a friend who was a top student.

When he goes to find Cedric, he is kicked out by Cedric.

Because Cedric is doing one-on-one tutoring for Cho Chang.

This is the benefit of having a boyfriend who is two years older.

Malfoy had no choice but to come back in despair to find Daphne, and together with Pansy, he studied under her cynicism.

On days like these, the Easter holiday is drawing to a close.

On the table in the Slytherin common room, there were many pamphlets about various wizarding professions, and there was also a notice posted on the bulletin board.

"Career guidance, within the first week of the summer semester, all fifth-year students must interview their dean about future employment issues."

Malfoy had already made plans for his employment. He picked up a brochure about the Quidditch club and read it.

"You want to be a professional golfer?"

There was a voice behind him, and Malfoy raised the corners of his mouth and looked back, "John, are you finally out of that place?"

John's face was no longer so pale, and he chuckled: "Believe me, you can't stay in there for a week."

"If you give me a Firebolt, I can take care of it for a week." Malfoy shrugged. "Of course I want to become a professional golfer. That would be cool, right?"

"What about you, Daphne?" John said unexpectedly when he saw Daphne holding an Auror Promotional Guide, "You want to become an Auror?"

"That's the best place to train people," Daphne glanced at John worriedly, "and the director of the Auror Office has a chance of being directly promoted to the position of director."

"You are so ambitious." Malfoy smacked his mouth.

Daphne said proudly: "The Greengrass family has never lacked ambition."

"What about you, John." Daphne turned to John with her beautiful eyes and asked, "What are you going to do in the future?"

John was startled, then smiled and said: "Of course he will become a big shot."

"A director like Daphne?" Malfoy interrupted.

John smiled and said: "Maybe bigger."

Malfoy and Daphne's eyes sparkled, such ambition was the king of Slytherin.

In fact, for Slytherins, many people already have career plans before fifth grade.

This has something to do with their families. Those twenty-eight pure-blooded families all have industries.

They have either inherited the business or have found an interest in developing it while still in the family.

This is also where purebloods differ from other families. They are older and more planned.

Like the Greengrass family, they had contact with many Ministry of Magic officials, so Daphne knew more inside stories.

It is not surprising that Malfoy wants to become a professional golfer, and it is not impossible for the Malfoy family to form a team if necessary.

This is the difference in vision created by the difference in personal connections and financial resources.

…

Unlike the Slytherin side, which had a clear goal, the Gryffindor common room seemed much more miserable.

"I don't like being a therapist."

Ron was studying a leaflet with a bone and wand logo for St. Mungo's Hospital.

"The N.E.W.T. exams for Potions, Herbology, Transfiguration, Charms, and Defense Against the Dark Arts should be at least 'E'."

Seeing the above request, Ron was desperate.

"That's a job with a lot of responsibility, isn't it?" Hermione said casually, throwing a booklet with a silver cross on it, "You can look at this one, it's also a therapist, there's not so much on it requirements.”

“Silver Cross Hospital is recruiting therapists, recuperators, caregivers, and nutritionists.

Oh, my gosh, healers need to reach 'O' in Herbology and Potions, and caregivers don't have so many requirements, but the salary is not very high. "

Harry heard what he said, looked over and said, "Silver Cross Hospital, I remember it was Johnny Silverhand's hospital."

"Yes, in Knockturn Alley," Hermione was still looking at the brochures about Silverhand Angel Investment and Silverhand Cellar, "but even so, the salary is very high, and there are too many leaflets about Silverhand. ”

"Johnny Silverhand's money can probably bury my family." Ron muttered.

Harry saw the position of the Gringotts Cursebreaker in a bunch of flyers, and he thought Hermione might be able to give it a try.

Hermione glanced at him and refused. She didn't like working in a bank, and she didn't like dealing with goblins.

"Harry, here is something about Auror training. Do you want to take a look?" Ron shouted, and Harry looked over. He was holding a brochure about Auror training in his hand.

Because of the issue of education reform, Aurors rarely set their sights on schools.

Originally, this position was promoted from striker. Direct recruitment is equivalent to directly becoming an Auror, and the conditions are naturally strict.

Harry was about to take a look when he saw Fred and George coming.

"Ginny told us about you, you want to talk to Sirius?"

Hermione put a pile of silver notebooks aside, and Harry pretended not to care and said, "Yeah, I want to talk to him."

"Why don't you just write to him?" Hermione narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Harry felt that she looked a bit like John and said, "Umbridge is checking letters everywhere now. I don't want her to see her."

That pink toad is so controlling that even the fireplace is monitored by her.

"Stop imagining things. This term is almost over." Hermione said with a straight face. "Neither the owl nor the fire can escape her inspection."

George smiled and said: "It's our fire."

Fred continued: "There is an academy that is not controlled."

"You mean?" Harry asked hesitantly, "Slytherin?"

"Yes, that woman didn't dare to spy on those purebloods." George snapped his fingers with a look of approval.

"Of course, if you can know the password and sneak in, that's fine. The premise is that no one sees it."

As he said this, Fred turned his attention to Hermione.

Hermione looked confused. George sat close to her on the left side of the sofa and said in a relaxed voice, "Of course it's you, my perfect Miss."

"You are the only Gryffindor student that the King of Slytherin will let in." Fred sat on the right side of the sofa.

Two people with identical faces blocked Hermione's escape route. Hermione said with a straight face, "John may not agree. You know he doesn't like Sirius."

Remembering that Sirius almost had his hand cut off by John, Harry also thought it was unlikely.

But the twins asked Hermione to give it a try, and they had already made an appointment for her with John.

"What, when did you do this?" Hermione was shocked.

The twins winked mischievously, and Fred pretended to look at his watch and said, "Run to the covered bridge from here, well, fifteen minutes should be enough."

"You are absolutely crazy." Hermione screamed, stood up and ran out.

Harry and Ron hurried to follow.

The Weasley twins chuckled and high-fived each other.

When the three little ones ran to the covered bridge panting, John was slowly arriving.

"Wait, Harry, let's stop." Ron grabbed Harry, causing him to almost fall.

Harry was about to ask when Ron said with a constipated look on his face, "I saw Malfoy."

He looked over and saw Malfoy holding a Potions book and looking at it in pain.

If Malfoy saw them, there would undoubtedly be trouble.

The two of them are self-aware of this.

Hermione ran past Malfoy, but Malfoy just glanced and continued to look down.

After running to the covered bridge, Hermione took a few breaths to catch her breath.

Seeing her anxious look, John hesitated, "Is the urgent matter you said so urgent?"

After Hermione regained her breath, she couldn't help but think that she must teach those two guys a lesson when she went back.

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Chapter 346 Employment Guidance and the Free Magpie

During this period, I met John very rarely, and when I saw him again, Hermione greeted him familiarly.

"Hello, John," Hermione said with a little red on her face. Don't get me wrong, she was running.

Seeing her like this, John asked with concern: "Are you okay, Hermione? Do you need to rest for a while?"

"No, uh, I meant thank you, no need." Hermione couldn't help but scold the twins.

Now that she was forced to go to Liangshan, she didn't know how to speak.

Seeing her hesitation, John was even more surprised.

He didn't know what he was asking for, so he could only say: "George said you have something important to ask me for, if I can help."