Chapter 161 Gouzi, You Are Wronged and the Final Period
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The mood of celebrating winning the championship lasted until the next morning, and the learning tasks in the classroom diluted the joy a little.
In the Slytherin lounge, John was still thinking about how his wand would get out.
Malfoy came over coyly, and under John's gaze, he said awkwardly, "John, I have something to tell you."
John shook his head, motioning for him to continue.
Malfoy took a deep breath and said nervously, "Actually... I lost your wand."
"?"
A question mark popped up in his head, and John was stunned.
"You mean, you took the wand from my room?"
He stared at Malfoy, as if thinking about how the man was connected to Sirius.
Malfoy scratched his head, clasped his fingers again, finally couldn't hold on, and admitted: "Didn't you let me walk the dog that day, and then I thought about bringing a toy for Tom to play with, and you know Tom only has one toy... ..."
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became.
"Tom and I picked it up after playing with it, and threw the wand out like a teething stick, using a bit of strength."
After he finished speaking, he met John's murderous eyes, was shocked, and hurriedly said: "You can't blame me, you only said that the molar stick is in the drawer, I don't know it's a real magic wand."
John's voice amplified, he gritted his teeth and said, "I said, it's in the lower drawer!"
The truth is clear.
Malfoy took out the real wand like a teething stick, threw it too hard at the Whomping Willow, and never retrieved it if he couldn't find it.
No wonder Tom was so wronged, it turned out that Malfoy did it.
This kid is just bullying a dog who can't speak, right?
Staring at Malfoy with dangerous eyes, Malfoy shuddered, swallowed dryly and said with a smile: "For the sake of winning the championship for Slytherin, please spare me."
John smiled: "Didn't you miss the golden snitch?"
Malfoy: "???"
In the end, Malfoy's training volume was doubled again, and John let Heinrich oversee it.
Back in the dormitory, John watched Tom lying on his stomach in the kennel with his tail drooping, his dark eyes let alone how aggrieved he was.
John leaned over, touched Tom's dog's head for the first time in many days, and sighed: "Dog, you have been wronged."
Tom saw his master touched him again, and his tail wagged again.
A pair of eyes were bright, and he stuck out his tongue to lick John's palm fawningly.
John smiled and looked at the dog food bag, "You didn't take the wand away, but I didn't forget that you gave the dog food."
Tom's wagging tail stopped, and the whole dog lay down very consciously, and returned to the hopeless appearance of the dog before.
"Don't tease you, you can go out to play, the scope is limited to the lounge."
Glancing at Tom, John is also out of confinement.
After all, Sirius uses human IQ to make friends with it, which is a bit bullying to dogs.
I got a lot of information from Sirius, including a cat and a dog.
Crookshanks is diligently catching mice, while Tom just covets the beauty of the big black dog.
What I did was also to feed a big black dog with dog food, and there was no other help except dog food.
What's more, according to Sirius, he was wronged, so this matter is not a big deal.
Thinking of this, John rubbed his chin, thinking: "Assuming Sirius Black was wronged, and Hagrid said that he is Harry's godfather, should we tell Harry about this?"
After thinking about it, John decided not to talk about it.
If you don't say anything else, just say that Ron is a stubborn guy, there is no evidence, and I probably won't believe it.
Maybe he also felt that he took money from Sirius and deliberately led people to kill Harry.
After all, in Ron's view, his Scabbers are dead, so he must not take the blame.
John wouldn't believe that Peter Pettigrew was dead.
An Animagus so easily killed by a cat?
Don't be silly, it's definitely hiding.
According to Sirius who drank Veritaserum, he cut off a finger and hid it. Now it is probably the old trick again.
"Sirius Black wasn't caught, neither was the castle, and I don't know if he'll go back to Ron."
After the calculation, John felt tired for a while.
Ron, that person, always has a feeling that his teammates can't be moved by pigs.
At present, he and Professor Snape are reluctantly on a united front, and the other party has not said anything about how he captured Sirius, which shows that he wants to see how he handles it.
With this in mind, John decided to write to Rufus Scrimgeour.
Go to the secret room and drink the last bottle of soul potion.
As John expected, his right hand finally healed.
Moving his fingers, John picked up the quill with his right hand.
Since he wanted to test Rufus Scrimgeour's attitude, John had to have a reason.
In a flash of inspiration, John thought of Buckbeak.
Hagrid took Buckbeak to London to plead and failed, which is not a big deal.
The case has already been decided, and whether Scrimgeour can be allowed to stand up for this matter represents the attitude of the other party.
Going ahead, John wrote a letter with his right hand, stamped with Johnny's silver hand logo.
The owl couldn't enter the secret room, so John walked out of the secret room and went back to the bedroom.
Collided with a person around the corner, the one in the pocket jumped and almost fell.
John reached out to catch it, and looked up at the person opposite.
"John Wick, are you all right?"
In a gentle tone, Lupine asked with concern.
John said he was fine, put the letter back in his pocket and continued to leave.
Lupine smiled, eyes dark.
...
At the end of the term, in the divination class, John stared at the crystal ball and said something.
Professor Trelawney was very satisfied. When the get out of class was about to end, John glanced in the direction of the three little ones.
Hermione didn't come to class, probably she just gave up after being angry last time.
John is also a little bit overwhelmed by the heavy studies.
The whole person has lost weight, and there is still some flesh on his original cheeks. Although he does not say that his round face is at least not like it is now.
Daphne felt distressed, and then prepared a bowl of colorful butter fried rice for John.
John wanted to say that there was no need, but seeing Daphne's eager eyes, he still finished the meal without any taste.
"Anyway, it doesn't taste good."
Thinking of this, John praised Daphne for her cooking skills.
I can't taste it, but from the appearance alone, it has indeed grown a lot.
It is estimated that girls like red, red, green and green, so she made very good colors, but the materials are a bit underworld.
The members of the Club of Stars are busy, Percy is preparing for the NEWT (Ultimate Wizarding Exam), the Weasley twins are taking the OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level Exam), and Heinrich hasn't had garlic these days.
Because he was an exchange student, Heinrich took the OWL exam at Hogwarts, but judging from his appearance, he was not nervous at all.
The reason is that he is strong, and with John's guidance, he is not afraid of this exam at all.
Because of the exam, Hagrid also changed the content of the class to a docile and lovely pussy to heal the students' physical and mental health.
In this regard, John is still very happy.
At least the feel of the plush velvet is really waxy.
It was Hagrid who was sad that his Buckbeak was going to be executed.
John reassured him, "It'll be fine."
At the same time, his heart sank, and the letter he sent fell into the sea.
It seemed that Rufus Scrimgeour really didn't want to be restrained. He wanted equality, and John could give it to him, but the premise of equality was to respect Johnny Silverhand.
Instead of becoming the temporary minister of magic, you can take your own words as deaf ears.
After John comforted Hagrid, he went to the Room of Requirement with a blank expression.
In the training ground, a silver light flashed past.
The human targets parted like flimsy paper, the sword of Silver Wick held in his right hand, John fully recovered.
"I am a fire dragon."
With a whisper, the sword body ignited flames, and the transmission of super magic crystals increased.
This flame turned into a sea of flames, filling the entire training ground in an instant.
The moment the humanoid target touched it, it was burned to ashes by the flames.
The scorching flames condensed into a fire dragon, and John swung it, revealing a silver light in the flames, and slashed down with a sword.
The poor humanoid targets lasted less than three seconds before they all disappeared.
Hanging down the silver sword, the flame converged back to the sword body, and the surrounding flames began to disappear.
"The power is stronger than the flame curse. Is this the power after injecting the soul?"
John was very satisfied, and he almost became a Thunderbird in vain.
Looking at the super magic power crystal at the end, the purple magic power is constantly beating from it, and the crack looks precarious.
"It still has to be used with care."
After all, it was forcibly raised from the magic crystal.
The super magic crystal is not very durable, and when this power explodes, it is equivalent to detonating a giant bomb in a confined space. At that time, I don't know if I can keep it.
...
In the Slytherin lounge, John was still thinking about how his wand would get out.
Malfoy came over coyly, and under John's gaze, he said awkwardly, "John, I have something to tell you."
John shook his head, motioning for him to continue.
Malfoy took a deep breath and said nervously, "Actually... I lost your wand."
"?"
A question mark popped up in his head, and John was stunned.
"You mean, you took the wand from my room?"
He stared at Malfoy, as if thinking about how the man was connected to Sirius.
Malfoy scratched his head, clasped his fingers again, finally couldn't hold on, and admitted: "Didn't you let me walk the dog that day, and then I thought about bringing a toy for Tom to play with, and you know Tom only has one toy... ..."
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became.
"Tom and I picked it up after playing with it, and threw the wand out like a teething stick, using a bit of strength."
After he finished speaking, he met John's murderous eyes, was shocked, and hurriedly said: "You can't blame me, you only said that the molar stick is in the drawer, I don't know it's a real magic wand."
John's voice amplified, he gritted his teeth and said, "I said, it's in the lower drawer!"
The truth is clear.
Malfoy took out the real wand like a teething stick, threw it too hard at the Whomping Willow, and never retrieved it if he couldn't find it.
No wonder Tom was so wronged, it turned out that Malfoy did it.
This kid is just bullying a dog who can't speak, right?
Staring at Malfoy with dangerous eyes, Malfoy shuddered, swallowed dryly and said with a smile: "For the sake of winning the championship for Slytherin, please spare me."
John smiled: "Didn't you miss the golden snitch?"
Malfoy: "???"
In the end, Malfoy's training volume was doubled again, and John let Heinrich oversee it.
Back in the dormitory, John watched Tom lying on his stomach in the kennel with his tail drooping, his dark eyes let alone how aggrieved he was.
John leaned over, touched Tom's dog's head for the first time in many days, and sighed: "Dog, you have been wronged."
Tom saw his master touched him again, and his tail wagged again.
A pair of eyes were bright, and he stuck out his tongue to lick John's palm fawningly.
John smiled and looked at the dog food bag, "You didn't take the wand away, but I didn't forget that you gave the dog food."
Tom's wagging tail stopped, and the whole dog lay down very consciously, and returned to the hopeless appearance of the dog before.
"Don't tease you, you can go out to play, the scope is limited to the lounge."
Glancing at Tom, John is also out of confinement.
After all, Sirius uses human IQ to make friends with it, which is a bit bullying to dogs.
I got a lot of information from Sirius, including a cat and a dog.
Crookshanks is diligently catching mice, while Tom just covets the beauty of the big black dog.
What I did was also to feed a big black dog with dog food, and there was no other help except dog food.
What's more, according to Sirius, he was wronged, so this matter is not a big deal.
Thinking of this, John rubbed his chin, thinking: "Assuming Sirius Black was wronged, and Hagrid said that he is Harry's godfather, should we tell Harry about this?"
After thinking about it, John decided not to talk about it.
If you don't say anything else, just say that Ron is a stubborn guy, there is no evidence, and I probably won't believe it.
Maybe he also felt that he took money from Sirius and deliberately led people to kill Harry.
After all, in Ron's view, his Scabbers are dead, so he must not take the blame.
John wouldn't believe that Peter Pettigrew was dead.
An Animagus so easily killed by a cat?
Don't be silly, it's definitely hiding.
According to Sirius who drank Veritaserum, he cut off a finger and hid it. Now it is probably the old trick again.
"Sirius Black wasn't caught, neither was the castle, and I don't know if he'll go back to Ron."
After the calculation, John felt tired for a while.
Ron, that person, always has a feeling that his teammates can't be moved by pigs.
At present, he and Professor Snape are reluctantly on a united front, and the other party has not said anything about how he captured Sirius, which shows that he wants to see how he handles it.
With this in mind, John decided to write to Rufus Scrimgeour.
Go to the secret room and drink the last bottle of soul potion.
As John expected, his right hand finally healed.
Moving his fingers, John picked up the quill with his right hand.
Since he wanted to test Rufus Scrimgeour's attitude, John had to have a reason.
In a flash of inspiration, John thought of Buckbeak.
Hagrid took Buckbeak to London to plead and failed, which is not a big deal.
The case has already been decided, and whether Scrimgeour can be allowed to stand up for this matter represents the attitude of the other party.
Going ahead, John wrote a letter with his right hand, stamped with Johnny's silver hand logo.
The owl couldn't enter the secret room, so John walked out of the secret room and went back to the bedroom.
Collided with a person around the corner, the one in the pocket jumped and almost fell.
John reached out to catch it, and looked up at the person opposite.
"John Wick, are you all right?"
In a gentle tone, Lupine asked with concern.
John said he was fine, put the letter back in his pocket and continued to leave.
Lupine smiled, eyes dark.
...
At the end of the term, in the divination class, John stared at the crystal ball and said something.
Professor Trelawney was very satisfied. When the get out of class was about to end, John glanced in the direction of the three little ones.
Hermione didn't come to class, probably she just gave up after being angry last time.
John is also a little bit overwhelmed by the heavy studies.
The whole person has lost weight, and there is still some flesh on his original cheeks. Although he does not say that his round face is at least not like it is now.
Daphne felt distressed, and then prepared a bowl of colorful butter fried rice for John.
John wanted to say that there was no need, but seeing Daphne's eager eyes, he still finished the meal without any taste.
"Anyway, it doesn't taste good."
Thinking of this, John praised Daphne for her cooking skills.
I can't taste it, but from the appearance alone, it has indeed grown a lot.
It is estimated that girls like red, red, green and green, so she made very good colors, but the materials are a bit underworld.
The members of the Club of Stars are busy, Percy is preparing for the NEWT (Ultimate Wizarding Exam), the Weasley twins are taking the OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level Exam), and Heinrich hasn't had garlic these days.
Because he was an exchange student, Heinrich took the OWL exam at Hogwarts, but judging from his appearance, he was not nervous at all.
The reason is that he is strong, and with John's guidance, he is not afraid of this exam at all.
Because of the exam, Hagrid also changed the content of the class to a docile and lovely pussy to heal the students' physical and mental health.
In this regard, John is still very happy.
At least the feel of the plush velvet is really waxy.
It was Hagrid who was sad that his Buckbeak was going to be executed.
John reassured him, "It'll be fine."
At the same time, his heart sank, and the letter he sent fell into the sea.
It seemed that Rufus Scrimgeour really didn't want to be restrained. He wanted equality, and John could give it to him, but the premise of equality was to respect Johnny Silverhand.
Instead of becoming the temporary minister of magic, you can take your own words as deaf ears.
After John comforted Hagrid, he went to the Room of Requirement with a blank expression.
In the training ground, a silver light flashed past.
The human targets parted like flimsy paper, the sword of Silver Wick held in his right hand, John fully recovered.
"I am a fire dragon."
With a whisper, the sword body ignited flames, and the transmission of super magic crystals increased.
This flame turned into a sea of flames, filling the entire training ground in an instant.
The moment the humanoid target touched it, it was burned to ashes by the flames.
The scorching flames condensed into a fire dragon, and John swung it, revealing a silver light in the flames, and slashed down with a sword.
The poor humanoid targets lasted less than three seconds before they all disappeared.
Hanging down the silver sword, the flame converged back to the sword body, and the surrounding flames began to disappear.
"The power is stronger than the flame curse. Is this the power after injecting the soul?"
John was very satisfied, and he almost became a Thunderbird in vain.
Looking at the super magic power crystal at the end, the purple magic power is constantly beating from it, and the crack looks precarious.
"It still has to be used with care."
After all, it was forcibly raised from the magic crystal.
The super magic crystal is not very durable, and when this power explodes, it is equivalent to detonating a giant bomb in a confined space. At that time, I don't know if I can keep it.
...
