I wield a sword at Hogwarts

This time, Tyro was not even old enough to go to school.

I don’t know if I will be laughed at by Helmer.

This Christmas spirit event will last until the end of Christmas.

After Hector was caught, Helmer also ran to the commercial streets of various districts to perform parkour.

It may be that Helmer was sanctioned because he was too promiscuous.

Ginny had weeds on her head and veins popped out on the back of her hands. She picked up Helmer with a stiff smile.

This little guy made a fool of himself miserably.

activity ends.

It’s time to make a wish.

Ginny took a pen and paper and wrote her wishes on it.

Tyro finally walked out of the ghost zone to meet his idiot brothers with the help of the Hector flashlight in his hand.

She happily picked up the pen and paper and carefully wrote her wishes on the parchment.

Tang Mi came over to collect the wish list.

He picked it up and looked at it, and he was stunned.

"Do you really want this?" His expression was complicated.

Then Tyro said with a serious face: "Grandpa said that the Witch King is the best person in the world."

Tang Mi smiled and reached out to rub Tai Luo's head.

The two wish lists also came to John after the Christmas vacation.

He looked at the wish written in the childish handwriting, grinned, and smiled silently.

The wind as the basil fell blew up the wish list and flew outside.

The wish list fell into the sunlight, revealing its simple and innocent wishes.

"I hope the Witch King will always be happy!"

…

Chapter 844 New Year’s Eve Dinner

The Christmas holidays at Hogwarts continue until the year is over.

But John's vacation was pitifully short.

Compared to his father who had plans to go to New Year's Eve, John came here early to realize the dreams of his people.

Coming into the sunshine, he picked up Tyro's wish list.

"Happy forever?"

What a greedy and extravagant dream.

John folded the wish list and put it in his small bag.

"Purity and innocence." He said, looking at the next wish list.

This is Ginny's wish list, "A luxury decorative lamp?"

John was silent.

Are you still using your family's money to make wishes?

It can only be said that wizards' brain circuits have always been surprising, and even Ginny is no exception.

"Then do as you wish."

John whispered and lit the wish list in his hand.

…

Ginny and Luna finally moved into a new home, looking at the empty ceiling and always feeling like putting something there.

The Bent-Horned Snorlax struggled to squeeze through the 'narrow' door. It made a noise like a cow and complained about why it wasn't bigger.

Ginny looked at the den where the Snorlax slept, and then at the size.

"I think we need to give him a place to sleep outside," she said to Luna.

Luna tilted her head to think. She was brushing the fur of the Snorlax with a brush.

The Bent-Horned Snorlax lay down and exposed its belly, like a sofa.

Just as the two were discussing where the Snorlax would sleep in the future, the house suddenly started shaking.

"what happens?"

Ginny rushed to Luna immediately, took out her wand and looked wary.

Luna looked up at the ceiling, with a smile on her dazed face.

On the ceiling, a small piece of grass is shown trying to grow.

Through the blue wallpaper, a three-story crystal luxury chandelier grows from inside.

The crystals on the chandelier are real. When the light is turned on, the light is refracted by the beautifully cut crystal, filling the whole house with light.

"Luxury Decorative Lighting."

Ginny's face lit up with joy.

She just likes this.

Wave the wand to switch the light.

Ginny couldn't put it down.

The two girls invited many friends over after getting the chandelier.

Even reporters came after hearing the news. They came to interview the winners of the Christmas Spirit event and let Ginny's name appear in the circle for a little while.

In the Daily Prophet, Ginny and Luna stood under the beautiful chandelier and smiled.

Wizards are beginning to look forward to next year's Christmas Celestial Event.

This year is almost over.

As time goes by, it comes to December 31st.

…

Bern, Switzerland.

Today is a special day.

It's New Year soon.

And it is the most special year.

Millennium New Year's Eve.

Cover models and high-class people gathered together, some had a night of ecstasy, and some caught financial sponsors.

They celebrate here and wait for the arrival of the New Year.

"Oh my god, you wouldn't think how much business can be done here in one night."

Watson's bad friend, Yuri Orlov, who had started to change careers, was whispering to Watson in the noisy venue.

"Those arms bosses and those guys who are doing shady things behind the scenes will also appear here."

Orlof said: "The turnover here can feed a city."

"Oh." Watson was a little unhappy because he didn't go to the Wizarding World this Christmas.

Orlov smiled when he saw this, "But to me, those supermodels..."

"Ahem."

A slight cough made the obscene expression on Orlov's face freeze.

Looking at the beautiful and dignified Mrs. Wick, who completely overwhelmed those supermodels.

Only then did Olof remember that Watson came with his wife this time.

If I hadn't run so fast last time, I might not have just spent half a month lying in a private hospital when I returned to the United States.

Thinking of this, the obscenity on Orlov's face disappeared, replaced by a seriousness about talking about business, and he quickly changed the topic.

"Come on Watson, let me introduce you to some friends."

He came to a man in a suit and glasses and greeted warmly: "Hey, Ethan, my friend!"

"Is it you?" Ethan didn't see his friend's joy and avoided the warm embrace.

It's hard for him to have a good attitude when facing a jerk who sells arms in his hometown.

"Don't be like this Ethan," Olof said injured, "I have changed careers."

"What else can a scum like you do?" Ethan sneered, "Selling milk powder?"

"Maybe it's a good suggestion," Orlov took out his business card and said with a smile, "I still sell arms, but not to your hometown."

"I own a company, and if you need some civilian handguns, I can give you some."

Ethan took the business card, looked at it, and put it in his pocket.

"Watson, let me introduce you," Orlov pointed at Ethan and said, "Dr. Ethan, a Ph.D. in physics, proficient in many languages, and also has very good medical skills. He treated me the last time I was shot. ."

"This is Mr. Wick, an um... investor. If you have a good project, he will be happy to help you."

After Orlov's introduction, the two met.

At this time, a man with an oriental face came over. He obviously knew Ethan.

When Ethan saw him, a smile appeared on his face and he stretched out his hand: "Doctor Wu."

"Dr. Ethan."

Dr. Wu is an expert in the field of heart disease. Knowing such a person can almost be said to be an extra way to save life.

Watson cheered up a little and talked with the two.

Ethan noticed a playboy walking by with a beautiful girl in his arms.

"Sorry, excuse me."

He excused himself and walked towards the playboy.

Watson notices the playboy and asks, "Who is he?"

Orlov casually said: "An arms dealer."

"Like you?" Watson asked.

Orlof shrugged. "He's a regular guy. He's doing government business."

Compared with myself, who earns price differences in various places, the biggest advantage is that people independently develop and sell products to the United States.

When it comes to the King of War, that guy is the one.

Watson looked at the other person twice.

Mrs. Wick looked around and said to Watson: "I'm going to the bathroom. Just go back to the room and find me."

She didn't like this scene.

Watson, who is the younger brother in the family, naturally doesn't say much.

As soon as Mrs. Wick left, Ethan came over with the playboy.

"I'll introduce you to one of my clients, Dr. Wu."

The playboy in the hat obviously didn't take Ethan and his friends seriously, and he played the trumpet.

"You are a cardiologist," the playboy said in an obscene tone, pointing at his female companion. "She will need a cardiologist soon."

Dr. Wu had an embarrassed look on his face, but at the same time he was a little annoyed.