MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts

Not only because of their unique geographical location, but also because of their independence from wands.

In European magic schools, wands are used as a tool for practicing magic at the beginning.

Wagadu is accustomed to casting spells without a wand, and their wand is more like a magic prop.

This is probably related to their excellent deformation skills. Living in an environment close to nature, they have a better understanding of the observation of things.

The harmonious coexistence between man and nature, John even saw a student turn into a rhinoceros and drink water with another real rhinoceros.

"Welcome my friend, the respected Witch King."

Babajide Ajinbade, he came over happily, opened his hands, stopped in front of John and hesitated, "Should I kiss your ring, or hug you?"

As an African, he has not yet figured out which etiquette he should use.

John stretched out his right hand and said, "I'm still more used to this."

Babajide smiled, grabbed John's hand and shook it.

"Welcome to Wagadu, I know how powerful the Witch King is in the art of transformation." Babajid's eyes shone, "The only person in the world who can turn into a dragon, I must let all students learn from it. "

"Of course. It would be better if you could ask the students of Wagadu to remember to register their transformation forms in the future."

These deformed animals are so diverse that if a wizard came over, it would not even be possible to tell whether the person drinking water there was a wizard or an animal.

Babajid laughed and said that he could not say for sure. After all, such a barbaric development method was very suitable for Wagadu.

There are less than ten Animagus registered this century, which shows how many people do not want to reveal their animal form.

If it weren't for a serious job like being a professor, John even doubted that anyone would register at all.

As far as he knew, there were several illegal Animagus.

This place is simply a zoo, with all kinds of animals appearing here.

Babajid even picked up a meerkat and said with a smile that it was his student.

Then a meerkat not far away stood up silently, turned into a fourth grade student, and said: "Principal, I am here."

Babajide was bitten by a meerkat, and he was very embarrassed.

John was also welcomed, but not because of his identity as the Witch King, but because of his special Animagus form.

The only giant dragon in the world, Animagus, the students of Wagadu who advocate the art of transformation respect him more than the principal.

During class, John stared at the animals sitting in rows below. He thought for a moment and said, "Maybe I should change, too."

After saying that, under the surprised eyes of the students, John's body grew scales.

Within a few seconds, a huge golden dragon appeared.

All the animals paid homage to John.

Let John have the illusion that he has become the king of beasts.

Talking about the art of transfiguration, John demonstrated to the students.

When the student saw John transforming himself into a half-dragon state, his brain was a little short-circuited.

In his half-dragon state, John can easily lift an elephant.

Later, he showed the deformation of his internal organs, which once again dumbfounded Wagadu's students.

There are many people who can change their appearance. John is the only one who can change his internal organs into an animal.

Without relying on magic potions, his appearance is no different from that of a wizard.

After this scene, the Wagadu students began to wonder if they had learned the transformation technique wrongly.

Even Babajid looked unconfident. As a powerful wizard who graduated from Wagadu, John's class simply overturned everything they knew about transfiguration.

Before leaving, Babajide had to give John some gifts.

For example, a huge piece of strange metal, I heard it fell from the sky.

John found that the metal was extremely hard and had the special ability to absorb shock and heat.

This made him interested. He accepted the large piece and expressed his gratitude to Babajide.

"It's okay, it's okay. There is another one in Wagadu that is over 20 meters long. It's really in the way." Babajid had a headache. He couldn't move the thing unless it was damaged.

As the Witch King with a full schedule, John could not stay in Wagadu for too long.

He silently remembered Wagadu's location, opened the transmission channel and left.

…

In the following days, John went to a magic school again.

Banad Magic School.

Now that September is coming to an end, the time to move to the Wizarding City is also getting closer.

There are many wizards in Banad Magic School, but there are not many witches.

John's arrival was welcomed. The principal was a very gloomy wizard who gave the impression that he was always planning some kind of appalling conspiracy.

But with his appearance, the principal did not forget to keep smiling when facing John.

At the time when the school-level league is about to start, Banad Magic School is undergoing special training.

The selected contestants follow their professors, and even the principal is always supervising.

John even suspected that he invited him here because he wanted to get some information about the school league competitions from him.

In this regard, John could only tell him regretfully that he didn't know these things either.

​Perhaps the people in the Department of Education may know something about it.

At Banad Magic School, John told these hard-working students about potions.

There were only a few students who came over. John asked about it and found out that in order to prevent others from affecting Kai Xiaozao, the principal directly asked the few seeded contestants to come over, and the others went to class as normal.

John frowned slightly, but it was hard to say anything more.

It was the knowledge he taught that once again made the young wizards doubt their lives.

I don’t know if it’s because of this, but the principal of Ban Ade’s expression became even worse.

Because he had to put on a smile for John, his smile was full of weirdness.

John didn't care too much, he had to go to the next magic school.

Kodosdorez Magic School.

That school is in her mother's hometown.

…

Chapter 806 Quidditch with strong folk customs

Kodosdorez Magic School.

Like Hogwarts, the original intention of this school was to avoid the hunting of wizards by Muggles.

It was established slightly later than Hogwarts.

It is a huge castle with Byzantine and Baroque styles.

Although it is not winter yet, you can feel some coldness here.

John did not enter directly, he appeared on the outside of the magic school.

A man rode a brown bear, shirtless, wading through the river with a determined expression.

He saw John. The brown bear sped up and spoke the language of this country.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

The voice of John's own mother's clan raised a smile on his lips and said in fluent local language: "I am here to participate in an invitation. If you can take me to Kodos Doriz, I will express my gratitude to you."

The man was stunned and muttered: "There is no Kodosdorez here, you are in the wrong place."

"Really? Then can you tell me where else is the magic school near St. Petersburg besides Kodosdorez?"

John looked at the man's changing expression with a smile.

The man was silent for a while and asked: "Where is your wand?"

"Here." John took out the Elder Wand, shook it, and asked, "What are you afraid of, gatekeeper?"

The gate guard was relieved when he saw the magic wand and complained: "There have been some monsters appearing around here recently."

"We have to hide a little." He got down from the brown bear and led the way for John.

"Those monsters are very scary. Several wizards' wands have been broken." The gate guard said with fear on his face, "I am a squib, so no wand has escaped."

"The school was built to avoid those witch hunters. I thought they were extinct." The gate guard cursed.

John listened and said hesitantly: "The monster you are talking about is a witch hunter?"

"Otherwise, what else?" the gate guard said angrily, "Even our principal almost had an accident. The poor old man was over a hundred years old. When he ran back, he didn't even lose his shoes."

"Ahem." John looked a little embarrassed. Why did he sound more and more like his uncle and the others?

The gatekeeper was a squib, and John glanced at his strong muscles.

Sure enough, the dumb cannons of the fighting nations are all different.

As they moved forward, they arrived at the Kodos Doriz Magic School.

That huge castle looks bigger and more luxurious than Hogwarts.

Full of artistic Byzantine style, the school uniforms inside are also in purple, white, and black.

The students spoke with familiar accents and hurriedly ran to the other side.

"Hurry up, the Quidditch match is about to start."

John stopped. His thoughts moved and he said to the gate guard: "I probably know the next way. Thank you for your guidance."

He smiled, and a card flipped out from his finger.

Handing the card to the gate guard, John smiled and said, "This is my thanks."

The gate guard waved his hand and said, "No need, this is my duty."

He was about to refuse when he took his hand back and saw the card clamped on his finger.

The gate guard was stunned. He didn't remember when he took it.

Then he looked at the card. There were words written in dark gold ink on the black card.

"The wizard's city?"

…

Quidditch pitch.

The students cheered loudly for the team they supported.

John stared blankly at the Quidditch players flying in the sky.

The chaser and the chaser competed for the ball, and the two people's broomsticks collided, making a dull "dong dong" sound.

The roots of the tree branches on the broom fell to the ground.

Yes, trees.

It fell to the ground.

Because they were two trees that looked like they were pulled out of the soil.

After seeing the slender figure of flying broomsticks, John could not help but be shocked when he saw the way these students flew into trees.

The fierce game continued, and one player was sent off for hitting the goal with his broom.

The student was very unconvinced and said that his posture had accidentally rubbed him.

The referee was an impatient man and simply threw the unruly **** out with his wand.

The game didn't last long, and the Seeker caught the Golden Snitch and ended the game.

John also had to lament that the strong folk customs were indeed not groundless.