MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts

They preferred to be with Neville than with those older professors.

"By the way, Miss Greengrass." Neville stopped and said to Astoria, "I wish you great success in the school league."

Astoria smiled and said, "I will, Professor Longbottom."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

As the student union president, Astoria took up the banner of Slytherin after John left.

​She has a new name.

Almighty Astoria.

With the dignity and beauty of a mature woman, Astoria has become the goddess in the minds of many Hogwarts girls.

As for boys, even if they feel this way, they don’t dare to say it.

After all, no one knows if the platinum-haired guy might be eavesdropping nearby.

…

Snape was in a bad mood, not only because he didn't get the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor position that he longed for, but also because of Slughorn's day and night harassment.

"Severus, I remember you don't have the Order of Merlin yet."

Slughorn looked like a morbid old man who had taken some kind of drug. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he was holding the medal with trembling fingers.

"Look, as long as we complete this project, we will definitely get a medal."

"You are my most talented disciple, you are ten times better than Damo Alex." Slughorn did not give up his belief in recruiting people to join the team, and kept talking, "Look at him, he can even become the vice president. "Chang, why can't I help you? If you finish this project, you can let the world see your strength."

Snape's face was livid. If he hadn't been taught by Slughorn when he went to school, he would have really wanted to teach people a curse.

He read the information. The curse of vampires was indeed famous all over the world after it was cracked.

But it is impossible to solve that thing within ten or even fifty years, unless John Wick starts researching it himself.

Slughorn was deceived by Dharma Alex.

The guy who was blacklisted by potion masters all over the world still expected him to come and help.

Forget it.

"If I remember correctly, the school league is about to begin." Snape said with a sinister tone, "Are you sure you want to show this look to everyone in the magic school?"

Slughorn finally realized that the school league would officially start in a few days.

As soon as he saw his disheveled face in the mirror, he panicked.

Not caring about the future glory, he quickly went to the bathroom to tidy up.

After sending Slughorn away, Snape's eyes fell on the table.

That is a box that can only be opened three times.

"Restrain." He stretched out his hand, but did not open it after all.

After tearing open the scar, the bleeding in his heart never stopped.

Under the restraint on the outside, there is a constant reaching out for greed.

This is a curse, obtained from the great Witch King. It is heart-breaking and requires a test of forbearance and restraint.

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Chapter 810 I need a new chair

September 28th.

Time is like a magnanimous giant, walking step by step.

John suddenly said: "I need a chair."

Tang Mi paused, and he silently looked at John's old chair.

"With all due respect, sir, your chair was just changed the day before yesterday."

"That's not what I said."

John glanced at Tang Mi, "Don't think that I don't know that you took the old one."

"It is in the Silver Wolf Roaring Club office." Tang Mi couldn't say that he had taken it for collection.

John said, "I need a better chair."

"I can have someone customize it," Tang Mi took out the pager and said, "The werewolf craftsman is also happy to make it for adults."

"No, no need."

John thought for a while and said, "I can just do it myself."

"Do it yourself?" Tang Mi looked strange, "You are the Witch King."

"Only I can do it." John ended the topic, "How are you preparing for the migration?"

"Everything is ready." Tang Mi said, "Except for various schools and a few residential areas, everything has been mapped."

"The world's authoritative wizards have followed the magic train into the Wizarding City."

"Rita Skeeter took people to shoot and record this historic moment."

"Gilderoy Lockhart wishes to have a golden statue erected in the Wizarding City."

John said: "You don't need to mention the last one."

"Okay, sir."

John rubbed the ring and thought about the Wizarding City in his mind.

Compared with decentralized management, Wizard City requires more complete management.

This day will pass quickly.

Tang Mi also left after get off work. As the only and most powerful Witch King in the world today, John did not need protection from others.

Tang Mi also gradually withdrew from his original security identity.

Once upon a time, Tang Mi was responsible for security and thug work.

Nowadays, it is more like a clerical job.

This is the change of time.

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

The voice sounded in the dark manor.

John was sitting alone in the hall, and there was no light in the entire Silverhand Manor.

He began to dislike turning on the lights when alone.

Heinrich's arrival can be seen with peeping eyes at night.

The king's deputy came to Silverhand Manor before entering the Magic Kingdom.

John saw the face that was as young as himself in the dark, and he burst into laughter.

"Maybe it's not a very good idea." John snapped his fingers and the lights came on.

Heinrich came over and sat on the other sofa.

John smiled and said: "We will meet in a few days."

"But I can feel that my king," Heinrich's dark golden eyes looked into John's eyes, "is uneasy."

"After all, it is a big deal," John shook his head and smiled, "I still worry about whether I can do it well."

"You are already the best," Heinrich said, "both as light and as king."

"Edgar is full of light because of you, and the magical world has changed because of you."

"I'm a selfish person, Heinrich," John said. "Too many expectations will lose their luster because I don't respond."

"Then don't worry about it," Heinrich said seriously, "Just be yourself, my king."

"You're not the first person to tell me this."

John paused for two seconds, and his smile gradually disappeared.

"It's just...still scared."

The Witch King of the magical world expressed his heart in this empty manor.

"Unable to respond, unable to let the wizard get justice."

He was a little melancholy, "I gave too much to the werewolf, which is unfair to the wizard, but I can't let old Jack's life's work be ruined."

Emotions linger in the heart, and the Witch King can read anyone's thoughts.

But he never uses it easily.

Because he understands that he may be afraid that they do not love him from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe that way you can relieve yourself of the burden.

But what’s even more frightening is those who are as sincere in their hearts as they appear on the surface.

​That would make John force himself to be better.

The difficult choice between the two parties is contradictory.

John looked up at the gems on the crystal chandelier.

"You asked me, my king," Heinrich said, "whether I am qualified to be Edgar's light?"

"My answer is the same as always."

"Edgar's light," Heinrich said devoutly, "is the light that never changes."

"Whether he is a wise king or a demon king who destroys the world, Edgar will follow the footsteps of light."

Heinrich is the most special among the Star Club.

In the Star Club, they are John’s classmates and John’s friends.

Only Heinrich regarded himself as a subordinate and was proud of his deputy.

From the very beginning, from the day they met.

Heinrich had already decided who he wanted to follow.

He didn't start because of mutual benefits like Percy, nor because of the relationship of friends like Fleur.

Heinrich's arrival was followed unswervingly.

No matter what happens to John, there will be a deputy named Heinrich Edgar following behind him.

Like Grindelwald and Voldemort, Edgar's emotions are pure.

They seek the light, identify the light, and follow the light.

Stay in the darkness and sink with the light, or be pulled out of the mire by the light and become a member of the light.

No matter which one it was, Edgar never regretted it.

"Be yourself, my king." A smile appeared on Heinrich's face as pale as a vampire. He smiled. "Edgar will follow you unswervingly, without guilt or self-blame. "

John moved his eyes away from the chandelier and looked at the sincere and enthusiastic face.

"What do you think if I change a chair?" John suddenly asked.

Heinrich stared at the sofa where John was sitting.

John smiled in relief, "That's right, just be yourself."

What to do if you think so much.

Just respond to expectations.

…

September 30th.

Basil is running after Tom.