The celebration lasted into the morning of the next day, and the joy was diluted by the learning tasks in the classroom.

In the Slytherin common room, John was still thinking about how his wand would get out.

Malfoy squirmed, and under John's gaze, he said awkwardly, "John, I'll tell you something. ”

John craned his head and motioned for him to continue.

Malfoy took a deep breath and said nervously, "Actually...... I lost your wand. ”

“？”

A question mark popped up in his head, and John was stunned.

"You mean, the wand in my room was taken away by you?"

He stared at Malfoy, as if wondering how the man could connect with Sirius.

Malfoy scratched his head, snapped his fingers again, and finally couldn't hold on, admitting, "Didn't you let me walk the dog that day, and then I thought about bringing a toy for Tom to play with, and you know Tom only has a toy ......"

The more he spoke, the quieter his voice became.

"Tom and I played with it and picked it up, so I threw that wand out as a teething stick, and it took a bit of a stretch."

After he finished speaking, he met John's murderous gaze, and he was frightened, and hurriedly said: "You can't blame me, you only said that the teething stick is in the drawer, how do I know that it is a real wand." ”

John's voice was amplified, and he gritted his teeth, "I said, it's in the drawer below!" ”

The truth is revealed.

Malfoy took out the real wand as a teething stick, and threw it at the beating willow with too much force, and he didn't pick it up when he couldn't find it.

No wonder Tom was so aggrieved, it turned out that Malfoy did it.

This kid is bullying a dog and can't speak, right?

Dangerous eyes stared at Malfoy, who shuddered, swallowed and laughed dryly, "Can you spare me for the sake of me winning the championship for Slytherin." ”

John smiled, "Didn't you grab the Golden Snitch?" ”

Malfoy: "??? ”

Eventually, Malfoy's training volume doubled again, and John put Heinrich in supervision.

Back in the bedroom, John watched Tom lying on his stomach in the kennel with his tail hanging down, a pair of dark eyes, not to mention how aggrieved.

John leaned over, touched Tom's dog's head, and sighed, "Dog, you have been wronged." ”

Tom saw his master touch himself again, and his tail wagged again.

A pair of bright eyes stuck out his tongue and licked it in John's palm.

John smiled and looked at the bag of dog food, "You didn't take your wand with you, but I didn't forget that you sent dog food." ”

Tom wagged his tail and the whole dog fell down very consciously, returning to the previous hopeless appearance of the dog.

"No more teasing you, you can hang out, it's limited to the lounge."

Glancing at Tom, John was no longer in confinement.

After all, Sirius used human intelligence to make friends with it, which is a bit of a bullying.

I got a lot of information from Sirius, including a cat and a dog.

Crookshank Hill is diligent in catching mice, while Tom is just coveting the beauty of the big black dog.

It is also the business of raising a big black dog with dog food, and there is no other help except dog food.

What's more, according to Sirius, he was wronged, so this matter is not a big deal.

Thinking of this, John touched his chin and thought, "Assuming Sirius Black was wronged, and I heard Hagrid say that he is Harry's godfather, so should you tell Harry about this?" ”

After thinking about it, John decided not to talk about it yet.

If you don't say anything else, let's just say that Ron is a strong seed, and he probably won't believe it if he has no evidence.

Maybe he felt that he had taken Sirius's money and deliberately led someone to kill Harry.

After all, in Ron's opinion, his spots are dead, and he definitely won't carry this black cauldron.

John wouldn't believe Peter Pettigrew's death.

An Animagus is so easy to be bitten to death by a cat?

Don't be stupid, it's definitely hiding.

According to Sirius, who drank the elixir, he cut off a finger and hid back then, and now it is estimated that it is the same old trick.

"Sirius Black didn't catch it, neither did the castle, and I don't know if I'll go back to Ron."

After thinking about it, John felt tired.

Ron, that person, always has a feeling that his pig teammates can't take it.

At present, he is barely in a united front with Professor Snape, and the other party has not said anything about his capture of Sirius, indicating that he wants to see how he handles it.

Thinking of this, John decided to write a letter to Rufus Scrimgeur.

Head to the Chamber of Secrets and drink the last bottle of Soul Elixir.

As John had expected, his right hand was finally healed.

Moving his fingers, John picked up the quill in his right hand.

In order to test Rufus Scrimgeur's attitude, John had to have a reason.

In a flash of inspiration, John remembered Buckbeak.

Hagrid took Buckbeak to London to plead a failed case, and the matter was not big or small.

The case has been decided, and whether Scrimgeour can be allowed to stand up for this matter represents the attitude of the other party.

As soon as he said it, John wrote a letter with his right hand, stamped with the sign of Johnny's silver hand.

The owl couldn't get into the chamber, so John walked out of the chamber and went back to his bedroom.

Bumped into a man around the corner, jumped in his pocket and almost fell.

John reached out to catch it and looked up at the person opposite.

"John Wick, are you alright?"

In a gentle tone, Lupin asked with concern.

John said he was fine, slipped the letter back into his pocket and left.

Lupin smiled, a deep look in his eyes.

...

At the end of the semester, in a divination class, John stares at the crystal ball and says something out of his mouth.

Professor Trelawney was very satisfied, and as the class was about to end, John glanced in the direction of the three little ones.

Hermione didn't come to class, probably because she gave up after being angry last time.

The school load is heavy, and John is also a little overwhelmed.

The whole person has lost weight, and there is still some flesh on his cheeks, although he doesn't say that his round face will at least not be like it is now.

Daphne looked distressed, and then backhanded John to prepare a bowl of colorful cream fried rice.

John was tempted to say that he didn't have to, but looking at Daphne's eager gaze, he still finished his meal without any taste.

"I don't have a sense of taste anyway."

With that in mind, John praised Daphne for her growing culinary skills.

I can't taste it, but judging from the appearance alone, it has really grown a lot.

It is estimated that girls like red, red, green and green, so she makes very good colors, but the material is a little more underworld.

The members of the Stellar Society are busy, Percy has to prepare for the N.E.W.T (ultimate wizarding exam), the Weasley twins are taking the O.W.L (ordinary wizarding exam), and Heinrich hasn't eaten garlic essence for a few days.

Because he was an exchange student, Heinrich's O.W.L was at Hogwarts, but looking at his appearance, he wasn't nervous at all.

The reason is that he is strong, and with John's tutoring, he is not afraid of this exam at all.

Because of the exam, Hagrid also changed the content of the class to a docile and cute plush to heal the students' physical and mental health.

John was happy to do that.

At least the feel of the fluffy velvet is really glutinous.

It's Hagrid who is sad that his Buckbeak is going to be executed.

John comforted him, "It's going to be fine." ”

At the same time, his heart sank, and the letters he sent were sunk into the sea.

It seems that Rufus Scrimgeour really doesn't want to be tied down, he wants equality, John can give it to him, but the premise of equality is respect for Johnny's silver hand.

Instead of becoming the Temporary Minister of Magic, you can turn your words on deaf ears.

John comforted Hagrid and went to the Room of Need, with a blank face.

In the training ground, a flash of silver light flashed.

The humanoid target parted like crispy paper, and with the Sword of Silver Wick in his right hand, John was fully recovered.

"I'm a fire dragon."

With a whisper, the sword body burst into flames, increasing with the delivery of super magic crystals.

This flame turned into a sea of flames, and in an instant, it filled the entire training ground.

The moment the humanoid target touched, it was burned to ashes by the flames.

The scorching flames condensed into a fire dragon, and John swung it, revealing a silver light in the flames, and slashed down with a sword.

The poor humanoid targets lasted less than three seconds before they all disappeared.

Hanging down the silver sword, the flames converged back into the blade, and the surrounding flames began to disappear.

"It's more powerful than the Fire Spell, is this the power that comes with soul infusion?"

John was satisfied, and almost turned into a thunderbird.

Looking at the super magic crystal at the end, the purple magic continued to beat from it, and the rift looked precarious.

"You still have to be careful."

After all, it was forcibly promoted from the magic crystal.

The super magic crystal is not very strong, and this power bursts out, which is equivalent to detonating a giant bomb in a confined space, and I don't know if I can keep it at that time.

...