I wield a sword at Hogwarts

"I hope you can treat this place well and become an excellent and kind wizard."

"Although a lion is powerful, it also needs companions. You are very powerful, but I hope you can help more people."

Gryffindor's body was shedding pieces of sawdust. John came to his senses and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Child, I am dead, and there is just a little bit of my soul left here."

Where the Gryffindor sawdust fell, a face with a red beard was revealed. He looked at John kindly and said, "I see the future of the wizarding world in you. You have a powerful talent."

"Thank you, Head of Gryffindor."

John sincerely thanked the other person. Although they had not known each other for a long time, the strength and broad-mindedness of this Gryffindor were impressive.

When the sawdust was about to completely dissipate, Gryffindor, who was left with a mouth, thought of something.

He cursed loudly: "That bastard, something must have gone wrong before you were sorted into Slytherin!"

Well, if Gryffindor hadn't died early, he might have wanted to throw the Sorting Hat into the water and wash it to see if there was dust in his brain.

John touched his nose awkwardly. He didn't know what the Sorting Hat was thinking. Anyway, he was already in Slytherin, so John didn't have much objection.

Gryffindor disappeared, and the training ground became a cozy room.

He picked up a book that contained the Gryffindor art of casting.

This was very helpful to John, and John also saw something similar to a secret book.

That's the swordplay written by Gryffindor.

After reading this book, John realized how lucky he was to win.

If Gryffindor was given a sword, he would have to lose and call his father.

Putting the book in his pocket, John thought he could learn from it.

…

hall.

John was a little sleep deprived and stuffed the bread into his mouth. It was already midnight after completing three tests yesterday.

On the way back, he bumped into his dean catching Ye You, but luckily he escaped with the Disguise Charm.

"Neville, maybe you should resist."

Seeing Neville's cheeks swollen into two meaty buns, John lifted the curse for him.

"Thank you John, I want to too, but I'm too weak."

It didn't take much to think about it to know that this was Malfoy's doing. For Malfoy, John couldn't correct it for a while.

He looked at Neville, with a hint of temptation in his voice.

"Neville, do you want to become stronger?"

"Become stronger?"

"Yes! Make you strong enough not to be bullied by anyone."

John's expression was serious and serious, and Neville could see that he meant it.

Thinking of being bullied by Malfoy and thinking of his parents, Neville looked into those eyes and asked with some hesitation: "What should I do?"

"After class in the afternoon, go to the Whomping Willow and wait for me."

John looked at the time and saw that class was about to begin. He finished taking a few bites of the bread and stood up.

When passing Neville, John patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Neville, you are definitely not a mediocre person, you just haven't realized how powerful you are."

Neville watched John leave blankly. During class, Neville kept thinking of John's words. He was a little distracted, and Professor Flitwick discovered it.

…

afternoon.

John walked out of the classroom after class. In the Transfiguration class, he successfully transformed a beetle into a delicate button.

For him who is already at level 3 of Transfiguration, this level is simply too simple.

Gryffindor's legacy gave him three random points, and after using it for Transfiguration, he still had two points left.

Although he wanted to directly upgrade the transformation technique, it was obvious that he could not continue to upgrade at the moment.

He had no choice but to leave any point alone.

Before heading to the Whomping Willow, he meets Daphne.

"John, do you want to join Quidditch?"

Daphne walked beside John, and her little sister Pansy very wisely left early.

John was stunned when he heard this and heard Daphne say mysteriously: "Draco's father donated a batch of new broomsticks to the Quidditch team. You flew very well when you were in first grade. Maybe you can go Try it.”

"Quidditch, although I am very interested, but I don't have enough time to participate in other activities."

Unexpectedly, Malfoy would donate money through the back door. John couldn't help but shake his head, showing how unconfident he was about himself.

The last Seeker on the Slytherin Quidditch team left, leaving the Seeker position vacant.

Even if Malfoy didn't donate money, it would be possible to become a Seeker with his flying skills.

In the final analysis, moneyism is at work. Perhaps entering this way can help Malfoy quickly become the core position.

After Daphne heard that John was not interested, she stopped talking about Quidditch and turned to the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Originally she thought he would be a powerful wizard, but after yesterday's class, she finally understood Lockhart's true face.

"I told my mom and she still didn't believe it, which was too bad."

Daphne complained in John's ear, and John nodded in agreement from time to time. Suddenly Daphne changed the topic and said: "I think it's better to let John take over the class. At least we won't have our ears pulled by the elf."

John just smiled when he heard this. The school would never let a student teach Defense Against the Dark Arts no matter what.

He just thought it was Daphne's complaint and didn't take it to heart.

After parting ways with Daphne on the first floor, John heads to the Whomping Willow.

At the Whomping Willow, John didn't see Neville yet, but he saw a little girl first.

The little girl seemed to be looking for something near the Whomping Willow. John reminded her loudly: "I think you should get out of there, the Whomping Willow will blow you away."

The little girl stopped when she heard the sound. She turned around and said in an ethereal voice: "I am looking for the Scimitar-Horned Snorlax. It is a timid creature."

John stopped and looked at the girl, unable to help showing a strange expression at her weird dress.

Ravenclaw robes, a necklace made of butterbeer cork, and strange decorations on his ears.

John didn't say anything, so he walked forward and said, "Snorlax? I haven't seen it around here. My name is John Wick. Hello."

"Hello John Wick, my name is Luna Lovegood."

The two shook hands as if they knew each other.

John looked at Luna, who had shaggy waist-length dirty blond hair.

There is also a pair of trance-looking, bulging gray eyes with light eyebrows.

Coupled with that outfit, it gives off a crazy energy.

"Are you a new student in Ravenclaw?"

"Yes, I know you, John of Slytherin."

Luna's voice was ethereal as if she was singing. After hearing her words, John shrugged and said, "I hope it's a good thing."

Except for the fact that this girl was dressed a little strangely, everything else was fine. At least John felt comfortable chatting with her.

After pouring today's dragon dung on the Whomping Willow, John held the Whomping Willow in place longer.

He cut some branches and leaves from the Whomping Willow, and when passing underneath, he discovered a secret passage.

"What is this for?" Luna came over.

There doesn't seem to be any doubt as to how long John can hold the Whomping Willow in place.

Of course John knew. He had seen it on the Marauder's Map and said casually: "Maybe it leads to a haunted house."

This was the secret passage leading to the Shrieking Shack, and John had the urge to go in and take a look.

But he thought of making an appointment with Neville, so he had to wait.

After waiting for a while, John saw Neville who was running a little out of breath.

"Sorry John, I didn't remember until I got back to the dormitory."

Neville put his hands on his knees and bent over to catch his breath. He saw a girl next to John and suddenly felt nervous.

John introduced: "This is Luna Lovegood, a first-year Ravenclaw student."

"Hello." Luna greeted.

Neville didn't know whether it was because of running or shyness, but his face turned red.

"H-Hello, my name is Neville Longbottom."

After the two got to know each other, John looked at the secret passage under the Whomping Willow and showed a kind smile to Neville: "Then let's start the first training."

"train?"

"Yes, it makes you stronger."

John took the lead and walked in front, Neville followed, and Luna also followed for some reason.

They came under the Whomping Willow, and Neville looked at the dark hole with some fear.

John patted him on the shoulder and said relaxedly: "Relax, there won't be any ghosts, no, after all, Peeves might live here."

When it came to Peeves, Neville suddenly felt a little bad.

Unable to resist, John let him go in front while he stayed behind.

Luna followed, curious about it all.

The passage was very dark, and Neville was very scared. John saw that he had forgotten to use the lighting spell, so he had to remind him.

Neville nervously tried several times before he succeeded. After having the light, he didn't seem so scared anymore.

Chapter 60 Boggart and the Starry Sky Sect

The passage was narrow and cramped, and the three of them walked in a line.

"Where on earth are we going here?"

Neville became more and more frightened as he walked. If John hadn't been behind him, he would have wanted to go back.

John said casually: "A haunted house."

"ah?"

Neville stopped when he heard it was a haunted house.

John patted his back and said, "Don't worry, it's me."

Neville wanted to say that it would be scary even with you, so Luna said as if singing: "There are ghosts in Hogwarts, too, aren't there?"

Among the three, only Neville seemed to be afraid, which made Neville hate his own cowardice.

He mustered up the courage to move on, and finally walked through the passage and came to a house.

It was a messy, gray room.

The wallpaper was peeling off, the floor was stained, the furniture was all broken, as if someone had smashed it, and the windows were all boarded up.

It looked exactly like the haunted house in my impression. The peeling wallpaper looked like something terrible had torn it apart.

It makes people feel chilling.

John felt that Luna was getting closer to him. He forgot that he had the blessing of the Night Demon and did not need light, but Luna was different.

"Lumos"

The light emitted by the wand makes people feel safe.

It was dark inside the house, and John wanted to exercise Neville, so he said, "Let's take a look separately."