I wield a sword at Hogwarts

The employee of the Silver Hand Alchemy Workshop said sheepishly: "Sir, I don't think anyone is arrogant enough to ask a question for Silver Hand."

"Okay," John shrugged, "as a bonus."

He was forced to give lectures to the group of examiners while others were working on the test papers.

The last day of exams is over.

This means that there are only a few days left before leaving Hogwarts.

In the third week of June, they will leave by train.

The seventh-grade students were inexplicable.

"Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye." Neville looked at the younger students who were discussing excitedly.

Malfoy stared at the group of fifth-year boys unhappily and said, "My Atto will stay for two more years. I have to warn those guys to stay away from her."

The fifth-grade students, who were discussing the exam process, did not know that they were suddenly being targeted.

Daphne felt a little sad and went to look for her sister.

They are walking in the corridor.

Peeves' mischievous laughing voice came, and several students were successfully frightened by him.

John walked to the auditorium, leaned against the door and looked inside.

He seemed to see himself sitting there, being shouted out as Slytherin by the Sorting Hat.

"I still remember John beating Draco here." Neville sighed.

Malfoy was angry, "You remember everything, that's all you remember!"

The dark history was revealed, and Malfoy couldn't help but sneered: "Don't forget, who was cast back with a leg-locking spell and jumped back."

Neville: "..." You are proud of yourself after doing bad things, right?

John smiled too.

No one could have imagined that they would become friends together.

Muggle-born Slytherin.

Pure-blooded Malfoy.

The cowardly Gryffindor, the round-faced Longbottom.

The three people represent three parallel lines that never seem to touch.

But fate is so wonderful.

Muggle-born John became King of Slytherin.

The pure-blooded Malfoy made friends with Muggles and became good friends with Longbottom, who was bullied by him.

The cowardly Longbottom became a brave man who killed Voldemort, got a Hufflepuff girlfriend, and grew a body of tendons.

The three of them looked over there quietly.

They become friends and do so many scary things together.

The Longbottoms were cured, the Malfoy family became the First Ancient Race, the King of Slytherin became the King of Hogwarts, and then the Second King of the Wizarding World.

"Professor Sprout suggested that I study outside for a year," Neville said. "The knowledge gained in school is far from as good as practice. She recommended that I go to Albania."

"That's a good place, with all kinds of magical animals and plants," John said in agreement, "Sprout's suggestion is good."

Malfoy said disdainfully: "Pudmere United has invited me. I will become the most valuable seeker on the Quidditch field."

Puddlemere United?

That was the oldest team in the Quidditch League.

It seems that Malfoy's strength has won recognition. You must know that the team is not the team where Lucius intervened.

John chuckled: "That's really great."

The future?

Magical world, are you ready?

Get ready for John Wick.

…

Chapter 637 The gift left to Hogwarts, linkage

John goes to the principal's office.

Before the school year ends at Hogwarts, there is a final dinner.

Slughorn was not around at this time, but John was used to it.

He said in front of the stone statue: "The Norwegian long-haired monster."

The statue jumped aside and John stepped inside.

Opening the door to the principal's office, he came to this place.

The Sword of Gryffindor was placed there, never moved.

That was not John's intention, he walked up to the Sorting Hat.

"It's you, John Wick." The Sorting Hat spoke. "You have been here for the past two years."

"I want to try again, Sorting Hat." John picked up the Sorting Hat.

The cobwebs on it were still there, and John admired the spiders on it a little, and he didn't know how long it had been weaving.

He put his hat on his head.

"I still say the same thing, John Wick," said the Sorting Hat, "you've never changed."

Slytherin ambition.

Gryffindor's Adventures.

Hufflepuff tolerance.

"You've been through a lot over the years. Even your dean has said something about you here."

The Sorting Hat is the one who knows the most inside information about the principal's office. It said: "But they are not as good as me. You are Slytherin, and that is the most suitable place for you."

John took off his hat and sighed: "Slytherin?"

"If it was Gryffindor, would it be different?"

The Sorting Hat said disapprovingly: "No matter where you are, you will go to the path you should go."

John shook his head slightly, "I met Gryffindor, and he praised my bravery."

"I've met Ravenclaw and she recognizes my intelligence."

"I met Hufflepuff and she took pity on my plight."

"But he's still Slytherin," John laughed. "Maybe he's completely dead, or maybe he doesn't recognize me."

The Sorting Hat exclaimed: "You are the most magical wizard I know. Salazar has already left Hogwarts."

"Maybe," John said noncommittally, but he was still worried about gain and loss in his heart.

After all, he had been recognized by the other three houses, but he had never met Slytherin.

As a Slytherin, but not recognized by Slytherin.

Walking to the Sword of Gryffindor, John looked at it quietly.

The Sword of Gryffindor shook slightly.

"The Sword of Gryffindor." John reached out and touched it.

This sword can only be used by true Gryffindors.

John's touch elicited no rejection from the Gryffindor.

"Did you appear because of Harry or because of me?"

John had longed for a sword as powerful as the Sword of Gryffindor, and now he had it.

John felt the sword swaying slightly to break free, and chuckled: "No, you can't come with me, you should belong to Hogwarts."

Slowly stroking the sword's body with his hand, he said: "Watch here until the person you truly recognize appears."

The Sword of Gryffindor stopped moving, and John smiled and said: "Gryffindor was given to me by you, and now, I will send you back to Hogwarts."

He did not choose to take the sword, he already had the Sword of Silver Wake.

With one last glance at the Sword of Gryffindor, John stopped as he walked past the Sorting Hat.

He thought for a moment and drew his wand.

The Sorting Hat looked at his actions and said inexplicably: "What do you want to do?"

"No, don't!"

"My thousand-year-old pussy!"

The Sorting Hat screamed.

…

John put away his wand contentedly and looked at the Sorting Hat that had been cleaned.

"Consider this my second gift to Hogwarts."

The Sorting Hat was languid, still muttering: "I'm clean, but I don't feel clean anymore."

John leaves the principal's office.

When Slughorn returned, he looked repeatedly at the Sorting Hat.

I once wondered if someone had changed the sorting hat while he was away.

It wasn't until the Sorting Hat spoke that he confirmed that this was true.

"Oh my god, oh my god, you finally took a shower."

In fact, Slughorn had long wanted to say that in his time, the Sorting Hat was dirty.

At one point, the students discussed preparing detergent and throwing the old hat in to clean it.

However, after becoming the principal, Slughorn felt that it was a tradition, and the Sorting Hat refused to take a bath, so he did not move.

Looking at the clean Sorting Hat, Slughorn found it pleasing to the eye.

…

John did something that all of Hogwarts would cheer.

However, he was a low-key person and did not tell anyone. He just left quietly.

The last two days.

Everyone in Slytherin felt relaxed after the exam, and Malfoy and Astoria were tired of being together.

Just 'You won't find a new boyfriend after I leave, will you? ’ issue is discussed.

The end result was that Malfoy was hung in front of the Slytherin glass.

A group of mermaids gathered around and pointed at Malfoy.

Daphne looked relieved, her sister finally knew how to teach this bastard a lesson.

Blaise looked suspicious and said, "No, he's already like this, why doesn't Astoria break up with him?"

Blaise, who has been chasing Ginny Weasley for two years, doesn't understand.

Astoria also looked at her wand suspiciously, wondering why she used the fuchsia so easily.

Is it because the target is Malfoy?

Malfoy was silent.

"I feel something is wrong, 12 out of 10 something is wrong."