I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John felt sorry for the man trapped in love.

Looking at Gryffindor, I was once annoyed by the arrangement of the Sorting Hat.

There are the friends I first met and the partners I took adventures with.

But in the end, it drifted away.

Harry will go to Auror training, Hermione wants to join the Ministry of Magic, and Ron heard that he wants to open a shop like the twins.

Ginny and Luna still go to school here.

Everything has changed, and yet it seems that nothing has changed.

The dinner ended with John's cup disappearing.

Malfoy and Daphne organized the young wizards to go to the various common rooms for the last time.

John went to the principal's office.

Slughorn opened the oak mead for his arrival.

He smelled it carefully before drinking it and said, "Ever since I was poisoned that time, I can't change this habit."

"Discretion is not a bad thing," John took the glass without smelling it like Slughorn did, but drank it without warning, "This is not the bottle I gave you."

"I plan to keep your bottle," Slughorn said with a hearty laugh. "The mead sent by the great second king, I will only take it out on grand occasions."

"I don't believe you. I bet three galleons that you will drink it any night." John also laughed.

With Slughorn's character of extremely enjoying food, he would definitely put good things in his stomach for safekeeping.

"Bet, John, you will lose." Slughorn was very determined.

Because it is not just a gift that people use privileges to satisfy their vanity, but a gift from someone who deserves respect.

The two don't look like a student and a principal, but like two old friends.

Sitting on the sofa, Slughorn talked about John's future.

"The international wizarding society is currently discussing the election," Slughorn said, taking a sip of wine and smacking his mouth. "I saw Silverhand's gift in the newspaper. The international wizards are full of praise for you."

"But there are some things," Slughorn picked up a pineapple preserve and put it into his mouth. "With your current strength, I'm afraid some people don't want to see it."

As a Slytherin, although Slughorn only likes to collect students, his wisdom is beyond doubt.

The growth of Silver Hand means moving a small piece of cake.

In the past, I would have been suppressed from all sides in the UK, but now I have stepped out of the international magical society.

Interest groups in various countries will not sit idly by.

Especially Germany, which is still quarreling over the position of Minister of Magic.

John raised his eyebrows, swung the wine in his glass and said, "It's precisely because of the challenge that makes it interesting."

"How about I stay as a professor for two years?" John was not joking.

Hogwarts is a large educational institution that monopolizes talents from surrounding countries.

If John becomes a professor, he can continue to instill his ideas in talents.

The reason why Dumbledore has so many fans is because he has served at Hogwarts for many years.

Voldemort tried his best to return to Hogwarts to teach, and applied several times.

It can be seen that for the Dark Lord, this position also has extraordinary appeal.

So when John said this, he was really moved.

"You're staying?" Slughorn shook his head and said, "You won't."

Yes, there is a huge second dynasty outside, and their king comes back to teach and educate people?

John is not Voldemort, he has an inheritance.

Voldemort had nothing but followers.

Even all kinds of treasures were obtained by killing people and selling goods.

John's family has a big business, so there are advantages to staying, but there are also disadvantages.

"I think my friends may also need my help." John shrugged, "But donating money to Hogwarts is not a bad thing."

There was so much money in his little wizard's foundation that he had nowhere to spend it.

As a money bank dedicated to serving young wizards, there is no better way to send money to Hogwarts.

"Not a bad idea." Slughorn beamed.

John gave him a Merlin Order, and he also gave John a platform to meet talents from all walks of life.

The relationship between the two is both borrowing and repaying, and this kind of cooperation makes people feel comfortable.

Slughorn was happy to be able to continue to build a reputation for himself before retiring.

As the sky lights up.

The school year at Hogwarts is over.

Many students walked out of the castle.

Their luggage has been sent to the train. In this regard, the wizarding world is much more comfortable than the Muggles.

In the sky, two owls, black and white, flew across.

Tom followed John with his tail wagging, and Hagrid came with Fang to say goodbye to John.

Behind him, Graup also waved innocently.

Luna walked by with the Snorlax and waved to John.

"Bye, John."

【Ding……】

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Chapter 640 The mission is over and Wang graduates

[Ding, the final mission of the Hogwarts stage is completed, and you will receive the mission reward, magic blood +1, any point +3]

The train rumbled and steamed away from Hogwarts.

John looked at the platform gradually disappearing and said silently in his heart: "Goodbye, Hogwarts."

The train heads to platform nine and three-quarters.

Students got out of the car and hugged their families.

John stepped out of the train, and Sirius and the three little ones stepped out of the door next to him.

Sirius fulfilled his godfather duties and was delighted to hear about Harry's idea of ​​becoming an Auror.

James once wanted to be an Auror.

But the environment at that time made him choose to join the Order of the Phoenix.

He suggested taking the children to the Silver Hand Amusement Park for a while.

After that, they will return to the old Blake house and live together as father and son.

What makes people feel strange is Harry's relationship with the Dursleys.

After he left the Dursleys, his relationship with the Dursleys had eased.

The gifts sent to the Dursleys last Christmas were no longer petty coins and tissues, but a pair of socks.

Harry also wrote to the Dursleys.

The relationship has changed, and Harry has matured.

Mr. Weasley came to collect the children, and John saw that Percy was there.

It seems that Mr. Weasley's relationship with his son has eased a lot after he figured it out.

Percy touched Ginny's hair, and Ron came over awkwardly, trying to pretend not to notice.

Next to him is his fiancée Penelo, an intellectual girl with a air of a social elite.

Percy nodded to John across the crowd.

John nodded back, looking sideways.

He saw Malfoy walking towards Mrs. Malfoy.

Mrs. Malfoy caressed the grown-up child, with relief and emotion in her eyes.

Lucius was beside his wife, thankful that he had made the right choice.

Their eyes met John, and they bowed with respect and gratitude.

Mr. Greengrass walked away from the Malfoys and looked at Malfoy with an expression that was hard to explain.

Astoria ran into her father's arms, Daphne was more reserved, and Mrs. Greengrass held her in her arms and handled the eldest daughter well.

Old Lady Longbottom shouted for her son to get out of the way. She wanted to be the first to meet the pride of the Longbottom family.

Mr. Longbottom had no choice but to stand with his wife.

This old lady, who had made Neville as brave as his father many times, was truly proud of her grandson.

The Longbottom lion.

This is the name given to Neville by outsiders.

John looked over one by one and walked out of the platform.

He saw his family.

Nervous Watson looked around, and John was hit.

Looking down, the blond-haired little head burrowed into his arms.

He froze, and finally patted Ariana's back gently.

Mrs. Wick came over and looked at the harmonious brother and sister.

Tom screamed in dissatisfaction. Ariana looked sideways and reached out to touch Tom's chin.

Very spineless Tom's tail spins like a windmill.

"Let's go home." Mrs. Wick gently smoothed the hair from John's cheek.

John chuckled and said, "Go home."

Warm scenes always have such a conspicuous package.

Watson looked around and said, "I feel like someone is following me. How about we leave quickly?"

Mrs. Wick rolled her eyes at her husband.

A family is sitting in a car.

Watson muttered to himself as he drove, "You don't know how chaotic this trip is."

He was talking about what happened in Budapest.

The site was carefully chosen to build a hotel, but it turned out to be a mess.

Not only were there two cars driving around on the street in broad daylight, but the most important thing was that a minor was driving.

"There is a madman with a bow and arrow, and he shoots random arrows like a magic trick." Watson said, "But that man is very strong, and it is not a big problem if he is hit by a car."

Why does Watson know?

Because he hit it.

Who is a good man hunting down an underage girl on the street in broad daylight with a bow and arrow?

Mrs. Wick revealed ruthlessly: "Your father was nervous and stepped on the brake instead of the accelerator."

John looked at his father silently, and Watson said awkwardly: "Actually, it's the car's problem. If I drive a GTR, will I crash?"

"If you drove a GTR, you would already be in the hospital." John was silent.