I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

two weeks later.

John received a courier from the United States, and the long courier was tightly wrapped in a wooden box.

He couldn't wait to take out the crowbar and open the box. With six nails removed, the wooden box was opened.

It was filled with hay as a cushion, and a knight's sword decorated with mithril appeared inside.

The body of the sword is mirror-like, and the semicircular handguard is made of mithril and steel powder by pouring method. The material of the hilt is oak, and the tail is made of mithril to make a round head, leaving a circular gap on it.

This is made using the three-piece method, the sword body is straight and hard, and it is not easy to break.

The more John looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down, and he immediately started waving it.

The center of gravity of the sword body is at the two fingers, and the swing is silky and smooth.

It can be held with both hands or swung with one hand. John specially asked him to keep the tail long so that he can play the characteristics of a big sword.

After finishing the set, John stopped heartily.

It's a pity it wasn't at Hogwarts, otherwise he would have gone to the training ground to try it out.

"There is a gap in the mithril above, just right for enchanting."

John immediately prepared to enchant it first, he fixed the sword body, and carved each word on the mithril gauntlet with a carving knife.

Through his beating one by one, he finally successfully enchanted a flame spell based on runes on it.

Fehu represents the animal as the ox, which symbolizes the harvest and is also a wild fire.

Take out the wand and enchant it.

The moment he successfully enchanted it, John clearly felt that the sword had changed.

He inspired the runes on it to use the flame spell, and the text lit up with red light, and the blade was instantly ignited, turning into a flaming sword.

"The sword of iron and fire, I feel more like a witch hunter."

If he puts on a set of Viking armor, John thinks he can go guest-starring as a witch hunter.

Putting away the flame, John put the sword away and stuffed it into the small bag.

Although this small handbag looks a bit like a woman's style, John doesn't pick any ready-made props.

"Choose a name, let's call it Iron Wick's Sword."

In this way, the sword of Iron Wick was born.

John went to the living room to answer the letter, and when he returned he resumed communication with his friends.

Hermione asked him to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy books for this semester. There were some ink spots in her handwriting that were accidentally left by excessive force.

"What's the big deal tomorrow?"

John recalled it carefully, there will be no major events tomorrow, why is Hermione so excited.

Coincidentally, Harry and Ron will also go there tomorrow. The three little ones are worthy of being the protagonist group, and they do everything with such a tacit understanding.

After replying one by one, John wrote another letter to Hagrid. He hoped that Hagrid could help him find materials for magical creatures.

After finishing everything, he switched the pen from his left hand to his right hand, wrote a letter to Mundungus in a completely different handwriting, and put together several props he made.

"Mundungus is doing well except for being greedy."

All the magic props that John practiced and refined during this period were sold by Mundungus. In addition to always complaining about his hard work and wanting to increase the commission, Mundungus declared that he was selling things made by a master alchemist.

This doubled the sales of his stuff and doubled John's assets.

The small treasury has accumulated more than [-] Galleons of wealth through selling props during this period of time.

It's not as rich as Harry's. I don't know how many generations, but he can be regarded as a little rich man.

But with so much money saved, John burns it fast.

Soon Hagrid replied, and through the list of materials sent by John, Hagrid gave an approximate price.

After John saw the price, he couldn't help taking a breath.

"1200 Galleons, alchemy really costs money."

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, half of the money John had just saved up would be wiped out in no time.

He envied Hagrid very much at this time, and the Forbidden Forest was simply a treasure mountain.

The price Hagrid gave was still the lowest one. There were some materials that Hagrid had, but he didn't think John needed to buy them, so he wiped them off.

If it all depends on buying, it is estimated that most of John's funds will have to be thrown into it.

"Go to Gringotts to withdraw money tomorrow, and buy the book by the way."

Burn money.

John's mind is full of Garen now, leaving out the cost of alchemy, the money he can earn is just that.

After telling his parents that he was going to London, Watson happily opened the safe and prepared to buy some weird things to come back.

When John saw that his father was going to exchange money with those goblins in Gringotts, he immediately stopped this behavior.

Under Watson's dull gaze, he took out a handful of Galleons and clanged them on the table.

"Other children go to school for money, you go to school to make money." Watson's eyes glowed golden.

As expected of his own son, he can support his family in reverse at a young age.

John smiled slightly, "Look for me to change it, and I'll give you a cheaper price."

The implication is still to spend money.

Watson's smile froze, this brother just settles the score, why are you doing the same with your old man.

John knew that if Dad didn't set a threshold or something, the guy would probably go to Diagon Alley and buy a lot of crap.

In order to prevent Mrs. Wick's blood pressure from soaring, Johnny squeezed Watson's small coffers.

Originally, John used family public funds to go to school, but now such a change has directly become Watson's private matter, so he can only take out his own small coffers with tears in his eyes.

the next day.

The family of three drove to the Leaky Cauldron. Compared to the previous visit, this time it was not so smelly.

Probably because Quirrell was not here, John came to the back door of the Leaky Cauldron with ease.

After entering Diagon Alley, John was going to go to Gringotts to deposit the money first.

After leaving the money needed to buy materials and teaching materials, the rest is deposited into Gringotts.

This put a smile on the goblin's ugly face. Although these guys are greedy and selfish, they have to admit that Gringotts' anti-theft system is still doing a good job.

After passing a burglar waterfall, John sneaked some water.

The water can wash away the magic on his body, and he is going to take it back to study whether it can be reproduced.

Leaving Gringotts, John meets Malfoy.

Malfoy followed a man with the same pale, pointed face who looked like a grown-up Malfoy, and John guessed it might be Malfoy's father.

The direction the two of them were walking was Knockturn Alley.

My father had already got Garen and was about to squander it, and even Mrs. Wick was taken away.

John happened to be going to Knockturn Alley, and after casting the Disillusionment Charm on himself, he followed Malfoy and his son.

Along the way, John heard Malfoy babbling about Harry incessantly.

This made his father, Lucius Malfoy, a little impatient, "You've told me at least ten times."

Mr. Malfoy glanced at his son and stopped him from continuing.

"Little Comrade Malfoy really loves Harry deeply."

Seeing this, John was filled with emotion, and following the two of them, John came to the Boginbock antique shop where Mundungus once went.

Without going inside, John changed direction and walked to a house not far away.

Mundungus has been living a pretty good life recently. Apart from monitoring the children, he doesn't need to go out and steal now, he just needs to wait for the daily mail.

For this reason, he changed the tattered suit and put on a more decent decoration.

"God, I look like a businessman now."

Constantly smearing in front of the mirror, Mundungus found out of the corner of his eye that the door of his house had been opened.

He was startled, pulled out his wand and said sharply, "Who is there, come out!"

"Mundungus, you dare to wave your wand at me now."

The deep and hoarse voice made Mundungus feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He hurriedly dropped his wand, clasped his hands together and said humbly, "Your Excellency Johnny, I didn't mean to offend, I just thought it was a thief."

"Humph."

Johnny Silverhand, this is John's identity in front of Mundungus.

He never showed his true face to others, so he found a seat and sat down. He glanced around and said, "This is the shop you bought, and it seems to have cost you a lot of money."

"No, no, Mr. Johnny, you don't know, the best place to get 500 Galleons is here."

Mundungus felt a little wronged, he really didn't lie to John this time.

It took him a lot of effort to get this place. Although it was a bit small, the location was very good.

"Well, you'd better decorate this place quickly, Mundungus, doing business is more fulfilling than stealing."

John was just knocking on Mundungus. He knew that he couldn't make a lot of money by retailing alone, so he asked Mundungus to buy a store and prepare to open a Silver Hand Johnny store.

Mundungus had already gotten used to the days when he didn't have to hide, so he was naturally reluctant to lose such a good life.

Immediately promise that I will fix this place.

After speaking, he waited for John's next instruction, but there was no movement.

This Mr. Johnny Silver Hand is good at everything, but he likes to leave without saying hello.