Chapter 322 Awards and Glory to Slytherin
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Monday.
In Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Oz tested the application of the Impediment Charm.
"It seems that you can already use disarming spells, stun spells, and impeding spells basically."
It took Ozzy a semester, and finally corrected the extremely poor foundation of the fifth grade.
"Although there are only three simple spells, as long as they are applied properly, even if they are attacked, they can be effectively counterattacked." Ozzy said to the students, "During my many years of Auror career, the most used ones are These three spells."
"I can even tell you that in many cases, these three spells are far more effective than more complex spells."
Oz taught Auror training. For Aurors, power was second, and the most important thing was the speed of casting spells.
Against the enemy, the effect of your disarming spells and more complex spells is to incapacitate the enemy.
Aurors will choose to use simple disarming spells to resolve combat more quickly and with less effort.
This semester Ozzy has set out a learning task for the fifth grade, and they have to learn new spell applications.
The students listened carefully, especially those who planned to develop in the direction of Auror.
Umbridge basically never came to this classroom, and it became one of the few pure lands for students.
get out of class is over, and the students are talking about their learning tasks.
...
hall.
Malfoy muttered, "Did you see that Potter, his haughty look?"
Malfoy noticed Harry's absent-minded expression during class, but he obviously misunderstood the meaning, and said angrily, "I'm afraid he thinks that as a savior, he can learn it as soon as he learns it."
The main reason was that Malfoy was overwhelmed by Harry in Defense Against the Dark Arts. This man was like a natural Auror, second only to John in this subject.
John raised his eyebrows and said noncommittally: "If you can spend the time observing him on studying, you can too."
Do you have the nerve to complain about being distracted in class?
Malfoy froze, when a wind-like figure ran past him.
Pansy tries unsuccessfully to escape.
Even if she hid in the common room yesterday, she did not escape the meeting in class the next day.
Under Daphne's outburst of haste, Pansy had a bitter face and repeated sorry for countless times.
"You almost made me..." Daphne's cheeks were flushed when she thought of her boldly asking someone out.
Pan Xi said with a mournful face, "I'll apologize to you later."
"Is that your apologetic attitude!" Daphne received Pansy's letter.
If it wasn't for the conditions, she would have gone to Pan Xi's house.
Pan Xi whispered: "I think it can be rescued."
"How to rescue, tell me what to rescue!" Daphne gave Pan Xi a hard look.
Pan Xi quickly said: "Look, John didn't refuse to go out with you, which means he likes you very much."
"What nonsense," Daphne said with a frown, "whoever asks him out will go out."
"Uh..." Pansy thought about it carefully, and found in despair that this might really be the case.
Daphne clenched her fists and signed a series of unequal treaties with Pansy.
Pansy, who was humiliated, turned his head and vented his anger on Goyle and Crabbe.
The two big men were stunned, who did they offend?
The days of waiting for the award were very peaceful, and John would occasionally glance at the badge, and more often, he stayed at the Star Club.
1 month 8 number.
It was a Monday, and he walked into Snape's office, leaving Snape's face cold.
John noticed that there was one more thing and one more person in the office.
Pensieve and Harry.
They are sneaky, as if they are doing something shady.
Thinking of the news that Harry said that he was going to make up lessons with Snape, and looking at Harry's loveless face.
"Hope I didn't interrupt your . . . make-up lessons," John said with a snort.
Harry felt like he'd been caught, and it made him terribly ashamed.
"Wick," Snape said, blocking John's sight indiscriminately, "You'd better tell me why you came here, and let me ignore your fault of not knocking on the door."
He stared into John's eyes, and said word by word: "There shouldn't be any wild dogs that broke in from nowhere in Hogwarts."
"I knocked, but you didn't seem to hear."
John withdrew his gaze, raised his eyebrows, wanted to read his own heart?
Occlumency was working, and John smiled modestly, "I think the reason is legitimate enough."
"Oh?" Snape didn't read a bit, which convinced him that John's Occlumency was strong.
Dumbledore was right, John Wick already had power beyond the school and even most wizards.
"I wish I could have a day off tomorrow," John said politely.
Holiday?
Snape pondered for a while, and Harry felt that John was a little whimsical.
No illness, no explanation.
"can."
To everyone's surprise, Snape agreed.
Harry felt as if Snape had been transformed by someone else.
John chuckled, "Thank you very much, Professor Snape."
Harry couldn't believe it, after John had said something mean to Snape in Grimmauld Place.
He'd sworn that if he talked to Snape like that, he'd be locked up until the end of the term.
John turned to leave, and when he reached the door, he stopped suddenly and said to Harry, "Yes, Harry."
Harry subconsciously looked up and met John's eyes.
Snape immediately stood in front of him, John was a little surprised, and said calmly: "I wish you better results."
After speaking, he left calmly.
Before leaving, he closed the door.
Snape waited until John closed the door, then turned to Harry and said coldly, "We can start a new practice."
He didn't want me to face John.
A weird idea popped into Harry's head, and Snape said directly, "Yes, your mediocrity will only highlight John Wick's talent, and you'd better not be ashamed."
Damn, forgot that Snape could read minds.
Harry's face changed drastically, but the words had already popped up in his mind.
Snape sneered, you kid said so many bad things about me in the past, let me see what you do now.
At that moment, Harry really wanted to settle down with John.
...
1 month 9 day.
John shows up at the Ministry of Magic.
When he came to a red telephone booth in London, he picked up the phone and entered the number.
"62442."
The phone was dialed.
A woman's indifferent voice sounded from the phone booth.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please say your name and what you are here to do."
John said, "John Wick, honors."
"Thank you," said the woman's indifferent voice, "Guests, please pick up the badge and put it in front of your clothes."
A badge slipped out of the metal chute on the phone that normally used to return coins, and John picked up the badge that said 'Awarded' and put it on his clothes.
After wearing it, the indifferent voice prompted again. After registering the wand at the security checkpoint, the entire phone booth began to sink.
The Ministry of Magic was built underground in London, and it was not the first time John had come here.
Entering the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, John registered his wand and entered the Wizengamot again.
Different from the last time, at the place where the last debate was held, those people were dressed in solemn clothes, waiting for John to enter.
"John Wick." Busba retreated to the second line this time, and it was an old man with a white beard who performed the ceremony. He said in a confident manner, "In view of your contribution to the wizarding world, I hereby grant you Merlin Second Class Medal."
In fact, the ceremony was not that complicated. Wearing the purple medal symbolizing the Merlin Second Class Medal on his chest meant that John became the youngest owner of the Merlin Medal in the magic world.
Journalists took pictures of the historic moment, and the story of rising Hogwarts star John Wick will be out soon.
Percy was here too, happy for John.
He always firmly believed that even if it wasn't for Johnny Silverhand, John Wick would still be the brightest star in the world.
...
Slytherin table.
Today they always feel that something is missing.
Yea, their king is gone.
There is always a sense of cohesion in the Slytherins when John is present.
Malfoy was so bored that an owl flew over his head and dropped a newspaper.
He opened it casually and glanced at it, his eyes widened suddenly.
"Read the newspaper!" He raised his head and shouted hastily.
Everyone in the auditorium was taken aback by him.
Malfoy didn't care about it, and under everyone's gaze, he swept away the clutter on the table and stepped on the long table, reading the newspaper aloud.
"On January 1996, 1, the brightest star in the history of magic was lifted into the sky. Hogwarts genius John Wick broke the legend that the blood curse could not be cured, and made a big step towards breaking the curse. ..."
"Merlin Second Class Medal!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Slytherin fell into madness.
At this moment, Hogwarts was covered by Slytherin's voice.
Malfoy raised the newspaper in his hand and shouted loudly: "Our king, honor Slytherin!"
The other three courtyards were eerily silent.
Even Umbridge forgot to stop all this indiscipline.
...
In Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Oz tested the application of the Impediment Charm.
"It seems that you can already use disarming spells, stun spells, and impeding spells basically."
It took Ozzy a semester, and finally corrected the extremely poor foundation of the fifth grade.
"Although there are only three simple spells, as long as they are applied properly, even if they are attacked, they can be effectively counterattacked." Ozzy said to the students, "During my many years of Auror career, the most used ones are These three spells."
"I can even tell you that in many cases, these three spells are far more effective than more complex spells."
Oz taught Auror training. For Aurors, power was second, and the most important thing was the speed of casting spells.
Against the enemy, the effect of your disarming spells and more complex spells is to incapacitate the enemy.
Aurors will choose to use simple disarming spells to resolve combat more quickly and with less effort.
This semester Ozzy has set out a learning task for the fifth grade, and they have to learn new spell applications.
The students listened carefully, especially those who planned to develop in the direction of Auror.
Umbridge basically never came to this classroom, and it became one of the few pure lands for students.
get out of class is over, and the students are talking about their learning tasks.
...
hall.
Malfoy muttered, "Did you see that Potter, his haughty look?"
Malfoy noticed Harry's absent-minded expression during class, but he obviously misunderstood the meaning, and said angrily, "I'm afraid he thinks that as a savior, he can learn it as soon as he learns it."
The main reason was that Malfoy was overwhelmed by Harry in Defense Against the Dark Arts. This man was like a natural Auror, second only to John in this subject.
John raised his eyebrows and said noncommittally: "If you can spend the time observing him on studying, you can too."
Do you have the nerve to complain about being distracted in class?
Malfoy froze, when a wind-like figure ran past him.
Pansy tries unsuccessfully to escape.
Even if she hid in the common room yesterday, she did not escape the meeting in class the next day.
Under Daphne's outburst of haste, Pansy had a bitter face and repeated sorry for countless times.
"You almost made me..." Daphne's cheeks were flushed when she thought of her boldly asking someone out.
Pan Xi said with a mournful face, "I'll apologize to you later."
"Is that your apologetic attitude!" Daphne received Pansy's letter.
If it wasn't for the conditions, she would have gone to Pan Xi's house.
Pan Xi whispered: "I think it can be rescued."
"How to rescue, tell me what to rescue!" Daphne gave Pan Xi a hard look.
Pan Xi quickly said: "Look, John didn't refuse to go out with you, which means he likes you very much."
"What nonsense," Daphne said with a frown, "whoever asks him out will go out."
"Uh..." Pansy thought about it carefully, and found in despair that this might really be the case.
Daphne clenched her fists and signed a series of unequal treaties with Pansy.
Pansy, who was humiliated, turned his head and vented his anger on Goyle and Crabbe.
The two big men were stunned, who did they offend?
The days of waiting for the award were very peaceful, and John would occasionally glance at the badge, and more often, he stayed at the Star Club.
1 month 8 number.
It was a Monday, and he walked into Snape's office, leaving Snape's face cold.
John noticed that there was one more thing and one more person in the office.
Pensieve and Harry.
They are sneaky, as if they are doing something shady.
Thinking of the news that Harry said that he was going to make up lessons with Snape, and looking at Harry's loveless face.
"Hope I didn't interrupt your . . . make-up lessons," John said with a snort.
Harry felt like he'd been caught, and it made him terribly ashamed.
"Wick," Snape said, blocking John's sight indiscriminately, "You'd better tell me why you came here, and let me ignore your fault of not knocking on the door."
He stared into John's eyes, and said word by word: "There shouldn't be any wild dogs that broke in from nowhere in Hogwarts."
"I knocked, but you didn't seem to hear."
John withdrew his gaze, raised his eyebrows, wanted to read his own heart?
Occlumency was working, and John smiled modestly, "I think the reason is legitimate enough."
"Oh?" Snape didn't read a bit, which convinced him that John's Occlumency was strong.
Dumbledore was right, John Wick already had power beyond the school and even most wizards.
"I wish I could have a day off tomorrow," John said politely.
Holiday?
Snape pondered for a while, and Harry felt that John was a little whimsical.
No illness, no explanation.
"can."
To everyone's surprise, Snape agreed.
Harry felt as if Snape had been transformed by someone else.
John chuckled, "Thank you very much, Professor Snape."
Harry couldn't believe it, after John had said something mean to Snape in Grimmauld Place.
He'd sworn that if he talked to Snape like that, he'd be locked up until the end of the term.
John turned to leave, and when he reached the door, he stopped suddenly and said to Harry, "Yes, Harry."
Harry subconsciously looked up and met John's eyes.
Snape immediately stood in front of him, John was a little surprised, and said calmly: "I wish you better results."
After speaking, he left calmly.
Before leaving, he closed the door.
Snape waited until John closed the door, then turned to Harry and said coldly, "We can start a new practice."
He didn't want me to face John.
A weird idea popped into Harry's head, and Snape said directly, "Yes, your mediocrity will only highlight John Wick's talent, and you'd better not be ashamed."
Damn, forgot that Snape could read minds.
Harry's face changed drastically, but the words had already popped up in his mind.
Snape sneered, you kid said so many bad things about me in the past, let me see what you do now.
At that moment, Harry really wanted to settle down with John.
...
1 month 9 day.
John shows up at the Ministry of Magic.
When he came to a red telephone booth in London, he picked up the phone and entered the number.
"62442."
The phone was dialed.
A woman's indifferent voice sounded from the phone booth.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please say your name and what you are here to do."
John said, "John Wick, honors."
"Thank you," said the woman's indifferent voice, "Guests, please pick up the badge and put it in front of your clothes."
A badge slipped out of the metal chute on the phone that normally used to return coins, and John picked up the badge that said 'Awarded' and put it on his clothes.
After wearing it, the indifferent voice prompted again. After registering the wand at the security checkpoint, the entire phone booth began to sink.
The Ministry of Magic was built underground in London, and it was not the first time John had come here.
Entering the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, John registered his wand and entered the Wizengamot again.
Different from the last time, at the place where the last debate was held, those people were dressed in solemn clothes, waiting for John to enter.
"John Wick." Busba retreated to the second line this time, and it was an old man with a white beard who performed the ceremony. He said in a confident manner, "In view of your contribution to the wizarding world, I hereby grant you Merlin Second Class Medal."
In fact, the ceremony was not that complicated. Wearing the purple medal symbolizing the Merlin Second Class Medal on his chest meant that John became the youngest owner of the Merlin Medal in the magic world.
Journalists took pictures of the historic moment, and the story of rising Hogwarts star John Wick will be out soon.
Percy was here too, happy for John.
He always firmly believed that even if it wasn't for Johnny Silverhand, John Wick would still be the brightest star in the world.
...
Slytherin table.
Today they always feel that something is missing.
Yea, their king is gone.
There is always a sense of cohesion in the Slytherins when John is present.
Malfoy was so bored that an owl flew over his head and dropped a newspaper.
He opened it casually and glanced at it, his eyes widened suddenly.
"Read the newspaper!" He raised his head and shouted hastily.
Everyone in the auditorium was taken aback by him.
Malfoy didn't care about it, and under everyone's gaze, he swept away the clutter on the table and stepped on the long table, reading the newspaper aloud.
"On January 1996, 1, the brightest star in the history of magic was lifted into the sky. Hogwarts genius John Wick broke the legend that the blood curse could not be cured, and made a big step towards breaking the curse. ..."
"Merlin Second Class Medal!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Slytherin fell into madness.
At this moment, Hogwarts was covered by Slytherin's voice.
Malfoy raised the newspaper in his hand and shouted loudly: "Our king, honor Slytherin!"
The other three courtyards were eerily silent.
Even Umbridge forgot to stop all this indiscipline.
...
