Kodos Doriz Magic School.
Like Hogwarts, this school was originally founded to avoid the hunting of wizards by Muggles.
It was established slightly later than Hogwarts.
It is a huge castle with Byzantine and Baroque styles.
Even though it’s not winter yet, you can still feel some chill here.
John did not go directly inside, he appeared on the outside of the magic school.
A man rides a brown bear, shirtless and with a determined look on his face, wading across the river.
He saw John, and the brown bear sped up, speaking the language of the country.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?"
The voice of John's own mother's clan raised a smile on his lips and said in fluent local language: "I am here to participate in an invitation. If you can take me to Kodos Doriz, I will express my gratitude to you."
The man was stunned and muttered: "There is no Kodosdorez here, you are in the wrong place."
"Really, then can you tell me where else is the magic school near St. Petersburg besides Kodosdorez?"
John looked at the man's changing expression with a smile.
The man was silent for a while and asked, "Where is your wand?"
"Here." John took out the Elder Wand, waved it, and asked, "What are you afraid of, gatekeeper?"
The gatekeeper was relieved when he saw the wand and complained: "There have been some monsters appearing around here recently."
"We had to hide a little." He got down from the brown bear and led the way for John.
"Those monsters are very scary. Several wizards' wands have been broken." The gate guard said with fear on his face, "I am a squib, so no wand has escaped."
"The school was built to avoid those witch hunters. I thought they were extinct." The gate guard cursed.
John listened and said hesitantly: "The monster you are talking about is a witch hunter?"
"Otherwise, what else?" the gate guard said angrily, "Even our principal almost had an accident. The poor old man was over a hundred years old, and he didn't even lose his shoes when he ran back."
"Ahem." John looked a little embarrassed. Why did he sound more and more like his uncle and the others?
The gatekeeper was a squib, and John glanced at his muscular build.
Sure enough, the dumb cannons of the fighting nations are all different.
As they moved forward, they arrived at the Kodos Doriz Magic School.
That huge castle looked even bigger and more luxurious than Hogwarts.
It is full of artistic Byzantine style, and the school uniforms inside are also purple, white, and black.
The students spoke with familiar accents and hurriedly ran to the other side.
"Hurry up, the Quidditch match is about to start."
John stopped, his mind moved, and he said to the gate guard: "I probably know the next way, thank you for your guidance."
He smiled and a card flipped out from his finger.
Handing the card to the gate guard, John smiled and said, "This is my thanks."
The gate guard waved his hand and said, "No, this is my duty."
He was about to refuse when he took his hand back and saw the card clamped on his finger.
The gate guard was stunned. He didn't remember when he took it.
Then he looked at the card. There were words written in dark gold ink on the black card.
"Wizard City?"
...
Quidditch pitch.
Students cheer loudly for their teams.
John stared blankly at the Quidditch players flying in the sky.
The chaser and the chaser competed for the ball, and the two people's broomsticks collided, making a dull 'dong-dong' sound.
The roots of the tree branches on the broom fell to the ground.
Yes, trees.
It fell to the ground.
Because those were two trees that looked like they were pulled out of the dirt.
After seeing the slender figure of flying broomsticks, and seeing how these students flew into trees, it was hard for John not to be shocked.
The fierce game continued, and one player was sent off for hitting the goal with his broom.
The student was very unconvinced and said that he accidentally rubbed his posture.
The referee was an impatient man and simply threw the unruly bastard out with his wand.
The game didn't last long, and the Seeker ended the game by catching the Snitch.
John also had to lament that the strong folk customs were indeed not groundless.
With the intensity of this Quidditch match, it's not impossible to kill someone.
The principal of Kodosdorez finally remembered that he had an appointment with the Witch King, and hurriedly ran out wearing a purple satin robe.
The centenarian is like a gust of wind that can blow him away, but he runs extremely fast.
I happened to bump into John after watching the game.
"I'm sorry, my dear Witch King." The centenarian man panted.
John shook his head and said with emotion: "My eyes have been opened this time."
Listening to John's local language, the principal's eyes widened, "I didn't expect the Witch King to speak the language here."
"My mother is from this country," John smiled, "I am half blood."
This made the principal feel friendly all of a sudden.
After all, countrymen are better than damn gringos.
The principal became particularly enthusiastic and asked where John's mother was.
Hearing John say he was from St. Petersburg, he laughed loudly and said that he had been here for so many years and even knew a lot of Muggles. Maybe they knew each other.
"No, you must not know them." John looked at the principal's shoes of different colors and looked away, "They don't like to interact with others."
"Oh, really?" Upon hearing this, the principal felt that he might not know him, but said regretfully, "If there weren't a few monsters wandering around outside, I could go visit the Witch King's family."
Well, if it passes, John feels that his uncles will entertain the old man very warmly.
After all, John felt that the demon hunters could take more than half of the credit for forcing the establishment of this school.
When he gets to this place, John naturally needs to give lectures.
But it is about a rare subject.
Divination.
A professor named Donatella brought her students to listen to the lecture. Donatella is an excellent diviner, although she cannot directly see the future like John and Grindelwald.
However, we can use various divination methods, including astronomy, to observe changes that may occur in the future.
Much better than the previous Professor Trelawney at Hogwarts.
However, the ability of divination can be regarded as the most difficult to explain among John's many subjects.
Because his method is more in line with Trelawney's talent. Although he can do tea divination and the like, he rarely uses it.
So when it came to teaching this class, John found it particularly difficult, and it was not as outstanding as other subjects.
Just when he thought his image as the Witch King would be damaged, he saw all the students showing admiration.
Professor Donatella even praised it from the bottom of her heart: "Praise to the Witch King, this is the most detailed lesson I have ever heard, it is enlightening!"
"He is indeed the rarest prophet in the magic world today."
John: "?" He felt that he was not performing well.
Listening to those compliments, John was confused.
...
Outside Kodos Doriz Magic School, a wizard in a cloak looked into the distance.
He is waiting for someone to arrive.
The existence called the Witch King.
The exiled family has never forgotten those years and pain.
bitter.
The wizard said to himself with an unclear tone: "John Wick."
...
