Chapter 319 Disappointed reply letter and paper review
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Regardless of what the old Batty confirmed, John received good news.
Basil sent the letter bearing the coat of arms of Belby, and almost at intervals another letter from the Wizengamot arrived.
"The initial review of the blood curse paper has passed."
John opened Dharma Alex Belby's letter, which was solemn and attached with Belby's family coat of arms.
Dharma Alex rarely does this because he and his older brother don't get along well.
Basically, he rarely uses this family crest.
It is only used when he thinks it needs to be sufficiently formal.
After opening the letter, John understood what he meant by doing so.
The initial review of the Blood Curse passed, and the Wizengamot couldn't find any flaws in the thesis.
They had no choice but to look for doubts in other places.
Members of the Wizengamot were skeptical about certain aspects of the thesis, such as the possibility that a Hogwarts student had collaborated with one of today's top potions masters to write the thesis.
In their view, perhaps that student is just a trivial contribution.
And co-authorship means that the credit is divided equally.
This problem is very serious, not to mention that there may be behaviors similar to 'school valves'.
Also involved is the Order of Merlin awarded by the Wizengamot.
For Dharma Alex, who had already received the Order of Merlin First Class, another one was just icing on the cake.
And for those who have not yet won John Wick, that is a great honor.
The Order of Merlin needs to be responsible to its owner, and they don't want a student who 'scrambles' thesis to get this honor.
"That's why we're getting ready for a debate." John opened another letter from the Wizengamot.
His expression was flat, and the tone of the letter writer was arrogance which was completely different from that when facing Johnny Silver Hand.
It seems that it has been determined that this child is just a liar for getting a medal.
"Going to the Wizengamot for final argument on December 12st."
It had John's name on it, but no Dharma Alex's.
This is a plea against John Wick.
Raising the envelope casually, the flames engulfed the letter.
John was about to continue reading when he saw an owl flying over.
It was a strange owl that flew away after dropping a letter.
John picked up the envelope, glanced at it, and immediately understood whose letter it was.
"He's still so cautious."
Open the envelope, and inside is Slughorn's reply.
After half a year, I finally got a reply.
John was looking forward to getting the answer, but after opening it, he knew he was wrong.
"John, thank you for the mead, I've received a lot of mead over the years and you sent me the best I've ever had, I really should let my friends try it too...
It was a reply, not a question of replying to John.
John could see that Slughorn was avoiding the question.
The mead sent over for Christmas did not seem to be able to make the former head of Slytherin give an answer.
John lit the letter expressionlessly.
"It seems that I can only find the answer by myself." He stood outside the balcony, squinting to catch the falling snowflakes.
The snowflakes hadn't melted in his palm for a long time, so he returned to the study with the snowflakes in his hands.
There is a gray crystal ball on the table.
He flicked the crystal with his fingers, and three people appeared in the smoky scene inside.
Withdrawing his fingers, the snowflakes were still in the palm of his hand, slightly cold.
"There is a lot of snow this year."
...
It snowed heavily for several days in a row at Christmas, and many snowflakes were brought into the overturned garden.
John returned to Hogwarts, which had been exceptionally quiet during his absence.
Because Tom didn't go out with John, he was temporarily taken care of by Malfoy.
It was not known how many times Malfoy had fallen asleep while walking the dog, and when John saw him, his head was buried in the snowdrifts.
A music box next to it is playing beautiful music, and a dog is asleep on all fours.
John was silent for a moment, he felt that he really needed to limit Tom's habit of falling asleep.
Young dogs are good enough, but young people are not.
Turning off the music box, John kicked Malfoy and picked Tom up.
Malfoy was a little dazed, with two streams of frozen snot hanging from his nose.
Tom opened his eyes and saw John, and happily licked his tongue, but John held it further away.
"John, you're back." Malfoy got up tremblingly, and John said with some guilt, "I'm sorry to trouble you for walking the dog, Draco."
"Go back and ask Daphne to cook you some hot wine."
Malfoy: "If you say this, I won't be cold."
I sincerely help you, you sincerely kill me, right?
He shivered and slapped the snow off his body.
"Neville came back early, and Daphne became very irritable after receiving a letter."
Malfoy said with lingering fear. He recalled Daphne's expression of wanting to eat people yesterday, and thought she was dumped if he didn't know it.
So Malfoy asked with a strange expression: "Did you say something to Daphne?"
"No." John recalled, he didn't write to Daphne.
Malfoy was puzzled, since it wasn't John, then what was worthy of Daphne's irascibility?
The two walked back while talking.
Walking into the castle, they heard Peeves' voice.
This mischievous guy seems to be around all year round, and he is also making troubles everywhere during the holidays.
The students walked more because of Umbridge.
There were almost only the few Slytherins left, leaving Peeves nowhere to vent.
Peeves was smashing a useless classroom as they walked by.
When John passed by and saw him, Peeves immediately put down the chair obediently.
Immediately thinking of something, Peeves came over rubbing his hands, and said obsequiously: "Mr. Wick, if you can give me some big shit, I'd like to teach that annoying investigator a lesson for you."
John said with a half-smile: "I don't seem to have said that I hate that guy."
Peeves' face froze, and he said with a sneer, "Everyone hates that pink toad."
"That's right." John nodded in approval and said, "I'm willing to contribute money for you. Let me think about it. Is ten enough?"
"Enough is enough." Peeves was overjoyed.
John told him to fetch it from the Weasley twins after the holidays, and Peeves took off his hat and bowed to John.
Back in the Slytherin lounge, John saw what Malfoy called Grumpy Daphne.
With her long blond hair scattered, Daphne was writing furiously on a piece of paper.
John swore he really just saw something by accident.
It reads 'Little bitch, you have the ability to do it, come back if you have the ability', 'Don't think you can hide if you don't reply, I know you are at home', 'I'm going to put a sock in your mouth', 'You sleep the most Well with one eye open' or something.
The resentment that was full inside was about to overflow, making people feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.
After Daphne wrote a full letter, she found out that John had returned.
She looked at John, then at the letter.
She screamed, covered her face and ran back to the bedroom.
After a while, the door opened, and Daphne ran out quickly to take the letter away and ran back again.
The whole time, John and Malfoy were silent.
John asked, "How long has she been doing this?"
"It's been like this since yesterday," Malfoy said.
After speaking, the two fell silent again.
Who would have thought that the young lady of the Greengrass family was actually a Zaun player.
John was silent for a while, and said earnestly: "For your safety, I suggest you forget what happened just now."
"Otherwise, I don't guarantee that Daphne will physically erase your memory."
Malfoy swallowed hard, he felt that the possibility of physically erasing his memory was a bit high.
In order to save his life, during the last few days of the holiday, it was golden for him to keep silent.
12 month 31 day.
There was one day until the end of the holiday, and John was going to the Wizengamot.
This is not the first time he has come to this place, the last time he came was because of the dementor incident.
John was not used to wearing a mask this time.
Coming from the access passage, he noticed that the appearance of the Ministry of Magic had greatly improved.
The most obvious one is the one who went to the grave, now he can make a second expression to welcome the guests.
Dharma Alex came over with a cane and got on the elevator at the same time as John.
Wearing a purple robe today, he looked much more solemn, and said earnestly, "If you are afraid, I can defend you."
John chuckled: "Isn't that in line with those guys' wishes?"
"They are always so self-righteous," Dharma Alex also smiled, "They never know the difference between a genius and a mortal."
The elevator arrived, and the two walked out.
This time, unlike the last time, there was no trial court.
There are not so many members of the Wizengamot, but some academic masters.
When they saw John's young face, those who didn't believe it exclaimed and laughed mockingly.
It seems to have seen through the kid's ridiculous tricks.
Dharma Alex stepped back and winked.
John Wick.
It's time to let the wizarding world know that you are a shining star from Hogwarts.
As they watched, John took a step.
...
Basil sent the letter bearing the coat of arms of Belby, and almost at intervals another letter from the Wizengamot arrived.
"The initial review of the blood curse paper has passed."
John opened Dharma Alex Belby's letter, which was solemn and attached with Belby's family coat of arms.
Dharma Alex rarely does this because he and his older brother don't get along well.
Basically, he rarely uses this family crest.
It is only used when he thinks it needs to be sufficiently formal.
After opening the letter, John understood what he meant by doing so.
The initial review of the Blood Curse passed, and the Wizengamot couldn't find any flaws in the thesis.
They had no choice but to look for doubts in other places.
Members of the Wizengamot were skeptical about certain aspects of the thesis, such as the possibility that a Hogwarts student had collaborated with one of today's top potions masters to write the thesis.
In their view, perhaps that student is just a trivial contribution.
And co-authorship means that the credit is divided equally.
This problem is very serious, not to mention that there may be behaviors similar to 'school valves'.
Also involved is the Order of Merlin awarded by the Wizengamot.
For Dharma Alex, who had already received the Order of Merlin First Class, another one was just icing on the cake.
And for those who have not yet won John Wick, that is a great honor.
The Order of Merlin needs to be responsible to its owner, and they don't want a student who 'scrambles' thesis to get this honor.
"That's why we're getting ready for a debate." John opened another letter from the Wizengamot.
His expression was flat, and the tone of the letter writer was arrogance which was completely different from that when facing Johnny Silver Hand.
It seems that it has been determined that this child is just a liar for getting a medal.
"Going to the Wizengamot for final argument on December 12st."
It had John's name on it, but no Dharma Alex's.
This is a plea against John Wick.
Raising the envelope casually, the flames engulfed the letter.
John was about to continue reading when he saw an owl flying over.
It was a strange owl that flew away after dropping a letter.
John picked up the envelope, glanced at it, and immediately understood whose letter it was.
"He's still so cautious."
Open the envelope, and inside is Slughorn's reply.
After half a year, I finally got a reply.
John was looking forward to getting the answer, but after opening it, he knew he was wrong.
"John, thank you for the mead, I've received a lot of mead over the years and you sent me the best I've ever had, I really should let my friends try it too...
It was a reply, not a question of replying to John.
John could see that Slughorn was avoiding the question.
The mead sent over for Christmas did not seem to be able to make the former head of Slytherin give an answer.
John lit the letter expressionlessly.
"It seems that I can only find the answer by myself." He stood outside the balcony, squinting to catch the falling snowflakes.
The snowflakes hadn't melted in his palm for a long time, so he returned to the study with the snowflakes in his hands.
There is a gray crystal ball on the table.
He flicked the crystal with his fingers, and three people appeared in the smoky scene inside.
Withdrawing his fingers, the snowflakes were still in the palm of his hand, slightly cold.
"There is a lot of snow this year."
...
It snowed heavily for several days in a row at Christmas, and many snowflakes were brought into the overturned garden.
John returned to Hogwarts, which had been exceptionally quiet during his absence.
Because Tom didn't go out with John, he was temporarily taken care of by Malfoy.
It was not known how many times Malfoy had fallen asleep while walking the dog, and when John saw him, his head was buried in the snowdrifts.
A music box next to it is playing beautiful music, and a dog is asleep on all fours.
John was silent for a moment, he felt that he really needed to limit Tom's habit of falling asleep.
Young dogs are good enough, but young people are not.
Turning off the music box, John kicked Malfoy and picked Tom up.
Malfoy was a little dazed, with two streams of frozen snot hanging from his nose.
Tom opened his eyes and saw John, and happily licked his tongue, but John held it further away.
"John, you're back." Malfoy got up tremblingly, and John said with some guilt, "I'm sorry to trouble you for walking the dog, Draco."
"Go back and ask Daphne to cook you some hot wine."
Malfoy: "If you say this, I won't be cold."
I sincerely help you, you sincerely kill me, right?
He shivered and slapped the snow off his body.
"Neville came back early, and Daphne became very irritable after receiving a letter."
Malfoy said with lingering fear. He recalled Daphne's expression of wanting to eat people yesterday, and thought she was dumped if he didn't know it.
So Malfoy asked with a strange expression: "Did you say something to Daphne?"
"No." John recalled, he didn't write to Daphne.
Malfoy was puzzled, since it wasn't John, then what was worthy of Daphne's irascibility?
The two walked back while talking.
Walking into the castle, they heard Peeves' voice.
This mischievous guy seems to be around all year round, and he is also making troubles everywhere during the holidays.
The students walked more because of Umbridge.
There were almost only the few Slytherins left, leaving Peeves nowhere to vent.
Peeves was smashing a useless classroom as they walked by.
When John passed by and saw him, Peeves immediately put down the chair obediently.
Immediately thinking of something, Peeves came over rubbing his hands, and said obsequiously: "Mr. Wick, if you can give me some big shit, I'd like to teach that annoying investigator a lesson for you."
John said with a half-smile: "I don't seem to have said that I hate that guy."
Peeves' face froze, and he said with a sneer, "Everyone hates that pink toad."
"That's right." John nodded in approval and said, "I'm willing to contribute money for you. Let me think about it. Is ten enough?"
"Enough is enough." Peeves was overjoyed.
John told him to fetch it from the Weasley twins after the holidays, and Peeves took off his hat and bowed to John.
Back in the Slytherin lounge, John saw what Malfoy called Grumpy Daphne.
With her long blond hair scattered, Daphne was writing furiously on a piece of paper.
John swore he really just saw something by accident.
It reads 'Little bitch, you have the ability to do it, come back if you have the ability', 'Don't think you can hide if you don't reply, I know you are at home', 'I'm going to put a sock in your mouth', 'You sleep the most Well with one eye open' or something.
The resentment that was full inside was about to overflow, making people feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.
After Daphne wrote a full letter, she found out that John had returned.
She looked at John, then at the letter.
She screamed, covered her face and ran back to the bedroom.
After a while, the door opened, and Daphne ran out quickly to take the letter away and ran back again.
The whole time, John and Malfoy were silent.
John asked, "How long has she been doing this?"
"It's been like this since yesterday," Malfoy said.
After speaking, the two fell silent again.
Who would have thought that the young lady of the Greengrass family was actually a Zaun player.
John was silent for a while, and said earnestly: "For your safety, I suggest you forget what happened just now."
"Otherwise, I don't guarantee that Daphne will physically erase your memory."
Malfoy swallowed hard, he felt that the possibility of physically erasing his memory was a bit high.
In order to save his life, during the last few days of the holiday, it was golden for him to keep silent.
12 month 31 day.
There was one day until the end of the holiday, and John was going to the Wizengamot.
This is not the first time he has come to this place, the last time he came was because of the dementor incident.
John was not used to wearing a mask this time.
Coming from the access passage, he noticed that the appearance of the Ministry of Magic had greatly improved.
The most obvious one is the one who went to the grave, now he can make a second expression to welcome the guests.
Dharma Alex came over with a cane and got on the elevator at the same time as John.
Wearing a purple robe today, he looked much more solemn, and said earnestly, "If you are afraid, I can defend you."
John chuckled: "Isn't that in line with those guys' wishes?"
"They are always so self-righteous," Dharma Alex also smiled, "They never know the difference between a genius and a mortal."
The elevator arrived, and the two walked out.
This time, unlike the last time, there was no trial court.
There are not so many members of the Wizengamot, but some academic masters.
When they saw John's young face, those who didn't believe it exclaimed and laughed mockingly.
It seems to have seen through the kid's ridiculous tricks.
Dharma Alex stepped back and winked.
John Wick.
It's time to let the wizarding world know that you are a shining star from Hogwarts.
As they watched, John took a step.
...
