I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Mr. John Wick?

Slytherin was ready to accept this account in humiliation, but he didn't expect that there would be a reversal.

The beautiful blond girl Daphne was about to slander Dumbledore with Pansy, but she choked back when she heard this.

Malfoy almost smashed the glass on Crabbe's head, and looked at John in disbelief.

Dumbledore continued: "Mr. John Wick, with his keen intuition and careful observation, saw through the identity of that person, saved the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, and rescued Harry Potter at his own risk. And Draco Malfoy."

"He took the risk to save Harry Potter who was in danger, defeated that man, and defended Hogwarts."

"The spirit of sacrificing one's life for a friend is moving."

"For this, I want to reward Slytherin, plus 80 points!"

reversed!

John Wick is the hero of Slytherin at this moment, which is different from the hustle and bustle just now.

The students from the other three courtyards stared blankly at John, as if for the first time they recognized this thorn in the beginning of the school fight.

More people focused on defeating that person, that person who couldn't even say his name was defeated by a little wizard.

This is the second defeat since the birth of Harry Potter.

"awesome!"

Daphne immediately cheered, and then the entire Slytherin fell into a carnival.

John was held by Malfoy's shoulders, and the goblet kept shaking in his hand, spilling a piece of pumpkin juice.

Goyle and Crabbe took the initiative, hoisted John, and the Slytherin table seemed to celebrate heroes.

No one was stupid enough to bring up the fact that John was a Mudblood, they already approved of the Slytherin.

John took the pumpkin juice from Daphne, and he held up his glass under the gaze of Slyther Woods.

"Respect, eternal glory."

"Respect, eternal glory!!!"

Slytherin defended the seventh consecutive championship and managed to become the eighth consecutive champion. They will break Hogwarts' record.

Dumbledore sat down and clapped the backs of his hands, and Snape's stiff smile brightened visibly.

Surrounded by green and silver, other colleges also began to participate in the year-end banquet celebration.

Among the three little ones, Ron scratched his face and said, "I don't know why, but I don't feel uncomfortable losing to John."

Hermione didn't have much resistance, and although Slytherin had Malfoy's annoying guy, there were also John's own friends.

She just worked hard for a school year, but she still didn't surpass John.

After Harry knew that it was John who saved him, he didn't resist any more, but just looked at Malfoy's complacent look with some displeasure.

Slytherin was just lucky to have John, otherwise Gryffindor would definitely win.

John drank pumpkin juice for the first time, and these little wizards probably regarded pumpkin juice as wine.

He saw the Weasley twins sneaking into the Slytherin table, so John decisively declined Malfoy's invitation for a drink.

Sure enough, after this time, Slytherin's bathroom was full.

The Weasley twins added a potion to their pumpkin juice, leaving Hogwarts with some baby snakes with limp legs.

Malfoy vowed to kill the drugged bastard, and it was hard for John to say that the Weasley twins did it.

...

On the train home, John touched his pocket.

"Dumbledore didn't say that means I can take it away?"

John felt a little guilty. This is the Philosopher's Stone, a treasure that many people can't get.

Now that he has taken it away, he still wants to take it home.

Seeing that Dumbledore didn't come to him, John felt that the other party must have acquiesced in taking him away.

He said goodbye to his classmates, and Ron invited John to his house next time.

Hermione was a little disappointed, the results came out, she was No.2.

No.1 fell on John's head, which John already knew because he was prompted by the system.

Xueba 2.0 succeeded.

Harry was a little disappointed that he was going back to the Dursleys again.

Seeing him like this, John thought for a while and said, "My house is not far away. If you want to come and play, you are always welcome."

Harry thought so too, he lived in number 4 John's house in number 6.

Thinking of this, he immediately felt better.

Neville was carrying the cage that John had given him. Apart from a few accidental misplacements of the cage, the cage was still very practical.

[Ding, as soon as the Hogwarts stage mission is completed, the mission reward will be obtained, magic blood +1, any point +2]

The moment the train started, a system prompt came from John's ear.

He was a little curious about what the magic blood was, so he clicked on it to have a look.

[Magic blood, after taking it, the magic power will be improved (Note: Mixing with other blood may have unexpected effects)]

"Mixed use?"

John was lost in thought, this other blood should refer to the blood of magical creatures.

This John does have one, and the dragon blood on his body has not been used up yet.

It's just that this thing looks a little dangerous. If I use it, it won't cause other effects, right?

I don't want to be invited by the Ministry of Magic to drink tea because I drink some messy things at home.

"It doesn't matter, let's go home first."

It has been almost a year since he left home, and John is also a little homesick.

The train roared into King's Cross Station, and John got off the train.

On platform nine and three-quarters, a wizened old guard stood guard at the partition wall, allowing only two or three people to pass at a time.

This is to prevent a large number of people from walking out of the solid wall at the same time, which is too eye-catching.

John was constantly being greeted, mostly Slytherins and Gryffindors.

Slytherin was honored because of John, while Gryffindor felt that the old hat of the sorting hat was definitely broken.

He was also treated the same as Harry, who was constantly being squeezed by and greeted at the same time.

"Then I'll go first."

After greeting the three little ones, John was about to leave, and bumped towards the partition wall, and John returned to the Muggle world.

John walked towards his parents. Mr. and Mrs. Wick had been waiting for a long time, and there were little red-haired loli Ginny and Mrs. Weasley not far from them.

As for how John knew their identities.

Because after Harry came out, that little loli kept screaming, which made John deeply understand what the power of a fan girl is.

"You must be John Wick, right?"

Mrs. Weasley also came to John under the introduction of Ron, and the parents of both sides had a friendly meeting.

The Grangers also joined in, except for the Dursleys, because they didn't want anything to do with wizards.

Dudley, who was behind Dursley, saw John come out with a terrified expression on his face.

John gave him a kind smile, and pointed to Harry, indicating that he was the one he was covering.

If Harry had a bad day, he wouldn't mind reliving the past with Dudley.

...

Summer holidays are always full of joy.

At this point, Watson Wick felt that his son seemed out of place with Xia Tian, ​​and had been staying in the basement.

"John, you have been in wizarding school for so long, haven't you learned any magic?"

Watson Wick asked No. 11 questions without giving up. John looked at his old father helplessly and said, "As I said, little wizards are not allowed to use magic in the Muggle world."

Seeing that his father still didn't give up, John said viciously: "Do you want to see your son sent to Azkaban?"

Watson smiled awkwardly, and muttered, "It's not so serious, isn't there a law on the protection of minors in the wizarding world?"

John just gave him a look, and if he came to the basement to disturb him again, don't blame himself for secretly pouring some sleep potion on his father.

He was holding a tube of bright red blood-like reagent in his hand at the moment, and from time to time, patterns like fire dragons flowed across it.

Magic blood.

He is working on how to use it.

But while he was researching, he extended his claws to the wand.