There was nothing interesting about the Christmas school. Apart from staring at the Marauder's Map every day, John wanted Malfoy to feel Neville's pain.
"If you can't hold on, you can tell me. I will never force you."
John spoke calmly. He stood outside the Whomping Willow. Malfoy was chased by the branches of the Whomping Willow.
"Shut up, John."
Malfoy had been hit several times, and at first he would have been confused as to why wizards were training in dodge.
Until John escaped Malfoy's three curses in a row, Malfoy knew the importance of body skills.
John didn't close his mouth, his tone was full of sarcasm, "You were right not to let Gower and the others come over. You look so embarrassed now."
"Malfoy of the Twenty-Eight Holy Clan, his descendants can't even knock down a tree."
"Maybe your father is right. After all, your family's wealth can keep you living like a useless person."
"I forgot, maybe it's more than just like."
His words were like daggers, which made Malfoy upset, and he was hit by the Whomping Willow and flew out if he was not careful.
"Look at you, you look like a mouse being driven away with a broom."
"How much did your family donate to Hogwarts to convince them to let you enter the school?"
John took out a turkey sandwich and took one bite. The satisfied look on his face was full of hatred.
Malfoy was full of resentment, and a voice appeared in his head. Why should he watch the Muggle wizard enjoy it? A noble pureblood should not suffer like this.
The anger level soared, and Malfoy couldn't stand it after he was knocked out again.
Taking out his wand, Malfoy pointed it at the annoying Whomping Willow and cast a spell.
Just when the curse was about to hit the Whomping Willow, the Iron Armor Curse appeared in that place.
One layer of the armor spell was directly shattered, and the second layer blocked the attack.
The Whomping Willow was enraged, and this time the branches were faster and more ferocious.
Malfoy couldn't avoid it and was about to get hit.
Upon seeing this, John took out his wand and used a levitation spell to drag Malfoy back.
Seeing that his face was still angry and angry, John clapped and praised: "The power this time is more powerful than the last time. Keep the feeling just now."
John was testing the range of emotions affecting the power of the curse. After Malfoy was angered, the power of the curse increased by half.
Although this emotion affects the accuracy, the increase in power is considerable.
John took out a pen and wrote on the note, glanced at Malfoy, who was still angry, and said speechlessly: "You asked me to train again."
Malfoy also knew that John was improving his strength, but still couldn't control it.
Usually at this time, John only needs to use a sleeping spell on him.
"Okay, it's bedtime again."
Without giving Malfoy a chance to react, John cast a sleeping spell on his face, allowing Malfoy to sleep like a baby.
Ask Goyle and Crabbe to take Malfoy back. The two of them were used to Malfoy being so tired that he fell asleep every day.
Scribbling in his notes, John closed the notebook and stuffed it into his small bag.
"Anger is good, but use it sparingly. Draco's mood lasted longer this time."
As this continued, John felt that one day Malfoy would get too involved and take action against him.
Although it was a pity, John still planned to stop temporarily.
He didn't know that his every move was being watched by someone.
Snape's gloomy eyes found Dumbledore.
...
"Dumbledore, it's time for you to take care of John Wick."
In the principal's office, Snape no longer looked so sinister, but his tone revealed anger.
"What's wrong Severus?"
Dumbledore raised his head from the table and was a little surprised to see Snape's appearance.
"He's gaining power bit by bit, don't tell me you don't know, Dumbledore."
As a former Death Eater, Snape saw the shadow of another person in John.
The same extraordinary talent, the same handsomeness, the same ability to confuse people around him.
John Wick.
Apart from his bloodline, this boy is a complete replica of that person.
There was a hint of madness in his voice, and the gloominess seemed to be fished out of water.
"He is following the example of You-Know-Who. He will not settle for the ordinary. Slytherin is the best proof. In just one school year, he made Slytherin his own."
Seeing how excited he was, Dumbledore said in a calm voice: "Calm down Severus, he is just a child."
"Voldemort was once just a child!" Snape said word by word, even saying the man's name.
He's worried about John Wick.
Snape had a sarcastic look on his face, and said in a sinister voice: "Don't tell me, you don't know what he is doing. He was exposed to black magic in the first grade. He was forbearing and showing his ambition. Even Draco Malfoy is bowing to him now." Promise yourself."
"Dumbledore, we all know what this means, the Heir of Slytherin, how do you know he is not?"
"Severus!"
Dumbledore's expression turned serious, which made Snape calm down a little.
"This is a serious accusation, you know."
Staring at the Sword of Gryffindor with wise eyes, Dumbledore said softly: "I believe John Wick will not be that person. He is different. He has relatives, friends, and... love."
Snape had calmed down by now. He looked at Dumbledore coldly and his voice returned to its previous state.
"I hope you're right, we don't have a second Dumbledore."
After he finished speaking, he left.
Dumbledore was left alone in his thoughts.
Voldemort was Snape's pet peeve, and he killed Snape's true love.
Dumbledore knew all this, and so did he.
When Voldemort was in his second grade, he was far less outstanding than John. The people around John were all drawn together because of their strength. They had no bloodline, only strength.
At this point, it's like being another person.
Dumbledore looked at the Sword of Gryffindor and sighed: "I hope it's you, John."
Dumbledore had once opened the Gryffindor Chamber of Secrets. If it weren't for Harry, Dumbledore couldn't think of anyone better than John.
If it was John, then he wouldn't be the next Voldemort.
Snape was right, there is no second Dumbledore in the wizarding world.
They couldn't afford the third Dark Lord.
...
John didn't know that a quarrel broke out between Snape and Dumbledore because of his relationship.
He was opening an envelope, which had been delivered by an owl.
It's just that the owl looked like he was about to die of exhaustion after delivering it.
There was a mark on the envelope that John had never seen before, and the bat was holding a sword.
The address was Durmstrang.
When opened, there was a letter and something similar to scales.
"Fire dragon scales?"
Opening the letter, John saw a line of elegant fonts.
"I'm here to find you."
"Why does this feel like a threatening letter?"
John was lost in thought, could it be a prank by the Weasley twins?
He noticed the sender's name, Heydrich Edgar.
This name brought him back to that day during summer vacation when he and Fleur fell in the forest.
The Durmstrang student who dueled with him.
"Find me?"
Thinking about it carefully, I didn't do anything to anger the other party, so why did I send a threatening letter?
"Forget it, don't worry."
John, who couldn't figure it out, simply gave up and headed to the Room of Requirement.
John held the new parchment in his hand, and he wanted to try to see if he could reproduce the Marauder's Map.
This thing is the work of a student. Logically speaking, no matter how high the level of alchemy is, there is a limit.
Level 3 Alchemy should be able to do it.
There is not much use in copying it, the main reason is to learn the trace silk application inside.
This kind of Marauder's Map can mark people who enter Hogwarts, and it contains magic similar to the trace thread.
John had taken out Trace Silk before and had some understanding of Trace Silk.
The four people who were able to combine the two and create the map are truly geniuses.
In the Room of Response to Requirements, John first added some ingredients to the elixir.
The elixir of happiness is coming to an end and is expected to be completed soon after the start of the next semester.
John was also preparing to enter the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets at that time.
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