The vest is temporarily unavailable, and the handwriting on John's left and right hands is different. This is so that people will not associate Johnny Silverhand with John Wick.
John Wick also has connections that can be solved, but Damo Alex won't go to the Ministry of Magic for a hippogriff, that's his pride.
Tang Mi is the security captain of Johnny Silverhand's store. He is strong enough, but in order for the Ministry of Magic to gain face, he has to be the one behind him.
"Forget it, there's still a while, don't be in a hurry."
Buckbeak's judgment day was April 24, several months away.
John left Hagrid's cabin because Hagrid was crying too loudly.
Outside in the snowdrift, three little guys, one big and two small, were buried in the snowdrift with only one butt left.
Yaya got up first and pulled out the other two one by one, just like pulling out a carrot.
I don’t know what kind of game they are playing by burying their heads in the snow.
After brushing off the snow on his body, John looked up at the sky and said, "It seems that the Animagus will not be completed within these two months."
As expected, John left a row of footprints in the snow.
the next day.
The three little ones were actively looking for defense materials and spent time in the library.
Just like the search for Nico LeMay as a freshman.
John didn't go out either.
Obtained two unicorn horns from Hagrid, which were still in Hagrid's inventory. He was in a bad mood and had no intention of going to the Forbidden Forest.
John also thought about whether to go to the Forbidden Forest to find unicorns himself, but unicorns are very sensitive. According to many legends, only pure virgins are allowed to touch unicorns.
Any malice will be detected by unicorns. They are holy and sensitive, and wands made of unicorn hair are also the wands least suitable for black magic.
Grind the unicorn horn into powder and add it to the crucible. The bubbling liquid turns from green to milky white.
Taking a sip, John swallowed it expressionlessly.
There is another pair of shoes on the table, these are John's flying shoes.
He grew up very fast, and his flying shoes were specially made to be bigger, and now they look cramped on his feet.
He also wanted to upgrade his flying shoes, so he simply eliminated the original pair.
The upgraded Feitian shoes are named Meteor shoes. They are enhanced on the original basis and are faster, higher and stronger.
Putting on the shoes, they were quite big. John knocked the heels against each other, and the shoes shrank against his skin.
It's like wearing no shoes, soft and tough.
Ordinary crushing spells couldn't destroy it, and John was very satisfied with his craftsmanship.
Adding runes to the shoes represents Ehwaz, the transport horse.
This makes John feel smooth no matter what kind of rough road he is on.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The scene in the Room of Requirement changed rapidly, and a race track appeared.
John jumped on the spot twice, getting ready.
Stomping his foot hard on the ground, his body turned into an arrow.
His speed was very fast. As the number of running steps increased, the meteor patterns on the surface of the shoes gradually lit up. After they all lit up, he reached the limit and looked like he was flying on a flat surface.
Put it outside, it's almost supercar speed.
After a lap, John took a breath.
"Test flight."
Little fluttering wings appeared on the side of the shoe. John jumped lightly and flew up.
He adjusted his body direction and accelerated his flight. After completing a circle, he straightened his messed up hair.
By some estimates, the speed of Meteor Shoes has exceeded that of most flying broomsticks on the market, and is estimated to be comparable to that of Firebolts.
"I don't know how fast the Firebolt is."
After landing, the cute little wings on the shoes disappeared, and John snapped his fingers again.
The track melted away like ice, revealing Gryffindor's secret chamber.
After he became the heir of Gryffindor, he also learned the magic of changing the Room of Requirement.
Although there is no Sword of Gryffindor, the Room of Requirement is enough to satisfy John.
The greatest piece of magic in Hogwarts must be the Room of Requirement.
It is the brainchild of the Big Four.
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Christmas.
Tom was almost overwhelmed by the gifts and struggled to get out.
There was a mountain of gifts, some from John Wick, more from Johnny Silverhand.
The little wizard from Slytherin sent John many gifts, including some from his uncle.
Parents also sent gifts, Watson Wick sent a chirping toy bird, and Mrs. Wick sent a finely crafted pocket watch.
After reading Dad's thousand-word essay, excluding the daily trivial matters, the basic idea was to ask John to make him a magic wand, even if there is no wand core.
John curled his lips, this old man could only open his mouth and ask for it.
Then it came from my uncle.
On my grandfather's side, plus Mrs. Wick, there were twelve children.
All I can say is that it makes no sense to be physically strong and still be so energetic when you are old.
Three girls and nine boys, which means John has nine uncles and two aunts.
Last time it was my uncle who sent gifts, but this time all nine uncles and two aunts sent them.
Fortunately, there are no dangerous items, at most they are like some matryoshka dolls and the like. Well, there are also daggers pointing at tigers and the like, which are quite normal compared to guns.
The most practical one was Uncle Andre, the one who took John hunting.
He sent a large box of meat. Fortunately, it was a cold day, so John didn't have to worry about the smell.
After dismantling the uncles', the aunts were not so barbaric.
Gloves and scarves.
After putting it on, John continued to unpack the rest.
Slytherin's little wizards are still honest. Most of the things they send are candies and some small gifts.
Malfoy sent exquisite snacks, which just bumped into Daphne.
Heinrich sent a book about black magic, which John silently collected and hid.
I heard that John likes to eat, so most of them are food.
John would have been happy last year, but there was nothing exciting about these things for him now.
...
noon.
John saw three little ones, Harry and Ron were having fun there, and Hermione was left alone.
Don't think about it, there's a quarrel.
Because there were few people, Dumbledore suggested that everyone eat together.
In addition to Dumbledore, McGonagall and several other professors, there is also Filch.
One Slytherin fifth year and two first years.
Plus three little ones, there are exactly twelve people.
John didn't dare to go there because he was afraid that Dumbledore would find something.
That's the White Devil. Voldemort knows ancient magic, and maybe Dumbledore can too.
My soul is in a wounded state now, and it would be terrible if I was discovered.
So he just found an excuse and didn't stay.
Dumbledore looked at John's absence and turned to Filch.
Filch rarely took off his usual brown coat and put on a brand new tuxedo.
Looking at his wide smile, Dumbledore asked: "Filch, did you buy new clothes?"
Filch puffed out his chest and said in a calm voice that wanted to show off, "This is a Christmas gift."
"oh?"
Dumbledore was surprised now. Filch was so popular that someone actually gave him a Christmas gift.
"It's John Wick, Headmaster Dumbledore."
Hearing John, Dumbledore smiled on his face and asked curiously: "Where is John?"
The fifth-year Slytherin said, "He and Edgar walked away, they had something to do."
"All right."
Trelawney made an exception, but she didn't speak well.
He told everyone about a curse of thirteen people. The first person to stand up will die.
Of course, no one took her words seriously.
After lunch, Harry couldn't wait to return to the common room.
He received a Firebolt, and he and Ron went crazy, not caring that it was a gift.
Hermione felt that something of unknown origin might be dangerous, but unfortunately the two boys didn't listen at all.
They only had Firebolts in their eyes, and with Crookshanks catching Scabbers again, Ron even said something in a bad tone.
Harry felt that Ron was doing something wrong, but he only had Firebolt in his heart and didn't say anything.
When he returned to the Gryffindor lounge, he and Ron admired the Firebolt from various angles.
The doorway opened.
Hermione came in, along with Professor McGonagall.
"Miss Granger just told me that someone gave you a broomstick, Potter." Professor McGonagall's keen eyes immediately spotted the Firebolt.
Harry wanted to hide, but unfortunately Professor McGonagall came over and he couldn't.
After questioning, it was found that this was a gift with nothing, no note, no sender, and the origin was unknown.
Professor McGonagall was about to take it away temporarily for inspection, and Harry said with a trembling voice: "There's nothing wrong with it! Really, Professor."
"You have no way of knowing, Potter." Professor McGonagall said, her tone kind and helpless at the same time.
Sirius was outside, and during this sensitive period, Harry actually wanted to ride a Firebolt of unknown origin.
Even if it was a Firebolt, it shouldn't be like this.
"I will notify you in time if anything happens."
She wanted to take the Firebolt away to dismantle it for inspection. Of course, this had to be left to professionals.
Harry just watched blankly as she took away the Firebolt.
Ron angrily took his anger out on Hermione and shouted, "Why are you looking for Professor McGonagall?"
Hermione was also aggrieved. Her face was flushed, whether from shame or anger.
He said to Ron unconvinced: "Because I think, and Professor McGonagall thinks the same, that broomstick might have been given to Harry by Sirius Black!"
The starting point was good, but even Harry couldn't help but feel angry.
Hermione was extremely aggrieved. She turned around and walked out of the door for the sake of the two of them.
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