I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Office of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Gilderoy Lockhart was answering letters to his fans when there was a knock on the door.

"Oh, what a headache, my little fans won't let me go even at night."

He thought it was a book fan who came to ask him to sign an autograph, and he never got tired of it and even felt happy.

Pure fame and vanity make him happy, even if it will make him lose his autograph quickly.

After opening the door, his bright smile became a little embarrassed.

"John Wick, I mean Mr. Wick, why are you here?"

His performance made Percy a little strange, because Lockhart claimed to have taught John, but he looked like he was in awe of John.

"Professor Lockhart, we have some things to talk about, and I hope you don't mind us taking up some time here."

John walked in, and that look was the complete opposite of his verbal respect.

Percy nodded respectfully to Lockhart: "Professor Lockhart, you are still actively preparing textbooks at night."

"Uh, yes, I mean, I'm working on the textbook."

Lockhart took the envelope away from his desk calmly. After Percy came in, he closed the door, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and rubbed his two thumbs in circles.

John sat on a chair and with a flick of his wand conjured a chair for Percy.

Instead, Lockhart turned into a waiter, bringing out tea and cups.

"I have some friendship with Professor Lockhart during the holidays. We are pen pals."

Seeing Percy's surprise, John made up a random reason.

He smiled and said: "After all, connections are an indispensable part of a good wizard, and the same is true for a good wizard like Professor Lockhart."

Hearing himself being praised, Lockhart straightened up.

Percy nodded approvingly, his way of thinking was not favored in the Weasley family, and it was rare for someone to agree with his point of view, so he had some good feelings for John.

Picking up a piece of toffee, John put it in his mouth, and took a sip of black tea after the sweetness burst out.

"Similarly, contacts should not be limited to outside the school. To be honest, Percy Weasley, I know that if you want to become the president of the student union next year, the support of the four houses is essential."

Everyone could see Percy's ambition. John picked up a piece of taffy and put it in Percy's hand, and said with a chuckle, "I will get rid of Slytherin for you."

"Why, why did you help me?" Percy held the taffy, a little confused.

He was a little uneasy. Although he was clearly a fourth grader than John, he was overwhelmed by his aura.

"Connections."

John said meaningfully: "As I said, you are an excellent person, and you will be the same in the Ministry of Magic after graduation. If that's the case, why don't you make friends?"

The easiest way to deal with Percy was to show him real help, John pointed to Lockhart.

He said: "Professor Lockhart will help you establish prestige among the students. You need to show your excellence. The Defense Against the Dark Arts assistant is a good stage."

Defense Against the Dark Arts currently only has one assistant. If there is one more assistant, it will not only reduce the pressure on Lockhart, but also make that assistant stand out among the students.

John used this to bribe Percy, which made Percy very tempted.

Percy unwrapped the taffy and put it in his mouth. He nodded with a smile on his face and said, "You're right, connections are really important."

He agreed to John's bribe, John held out his hand, and Percy shook hands with him.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Lockhart witnessed the transaction between the two powerful men.

After Percy left, Lockhart asked with some anxiety, "Aren't you afraid that he will find out my secret? I mean, would it be too dangerous to have one more assistant?"

"No, you are his backer, and he will not betray you, as long as you continue to give him power."

John glanced at Lockhart and gave him a booster, not forgetting to warn him.

"Put away your flashy ideas, just use the lesson plan I gave you, and don't use magic."

Lockhart's level of magic was so bad that John wondered how he even graduated from Hogwarts.

Smiling awkwardly, Lockhart was so fond of showing off that he couldn't figure out the nature of his magic rookie.

He took out the snail amulet and a ring inlaid with emeralds from the bag and put them on the table. John handed them to Lockhart and said flatly: "Use this when you really have to do something. It contains the Iron Armor Curse and the Petrification Curse." .”

This is a newly made prop, which can allow Lockhart to support the scene at critical times.

Lockhart is like a treasure, and being suspected of his strength these days has put him under a lot of pressure.

"Thank you, Mr. Wick, I will do my job well."

John got up to leave, before leaving, he said lightly: "Call me John, as I said, networking is also an important part of a good wizard."

Lockhart was taken aback for a moment. He thought that John was using an excuse to threaten himself to show off his might. Now it seems that maybe John really wanted to cultivate his contacts.

Yes, cultivate.

As with Percy, give him power, give him fame.

"Well, John, I'll write to you after my term ends." Lockhart made a gesture.

John nodded and left.

...

October has arrived.

The temperature drop was huge, and many little wizards were infected with the flu.

Madam Pomfrey prepared some refreshing potions for this purpose. Although the ears would smoke after drinking it, the effect was amazing.

As a student who performed well in potions class, John was also called to help.

After sending refreshing medicine to the school hospital, John heard crying as he passed the corridor on the second floor.

He walked towards where the sound was and saw Peeves throwing stones into the girls' bathroom.

And there is a female student ghost crying about being bullied.

"Peves, you can go now."

Peeves was bullying Myrtle, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head and looked, and when he saw that it was John, he was so frightened that he knocked down the medieval armor and ran away.

"Isn't it just to fix you a few times, as for?"

Seeing Peeves react so strongly, John couldn't help muttering.

Walking into the girls' bathroom, he saw the ghost of the bullied female student still crying, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Myrtle screamed and flew through John's body, and John felt as if he had been thrown a basin of cold water, which made him uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I just..."

Before the words were finished, Myrtle began to cry again, remembering her grief.

John felt a headache seeing this situation, he really didn't know how to deal with ghosts.

But the clothes on Myrtle made him curious, "Are you a student at Hogwarts?"

Myrtle wears somewhat different Hogwarts student clothes, which makes John wonder if Hogwarts students ever die?

Or did he forget to take away his body and become a ghost like Professor Binns?

Myrtle wears glasses, has straight hair, and wears clothes that seem to be from a long time ago.

"Of course I'm a student at Hogwarts."

Myrtle stopped crying and glared at John before jumping into a broken toilet.

"Well, it seems that not all ghosts are easy to talk to."

Spreading his hands, John walked out of the bathroom.

Picking up the overturned sign that said 'Malfunction' and putting it away, John went back to the Slytherin lounge.

"Gol, don't eat too much, you're almost like a pig."

"And you, Crabbe, stop and don't make me angry, okay?"

Daphne scolded Goyle and Crabbe in the Slytherin common room, and she really couldn't understand why these two guys were so edible.

Pansy sneered bitterly, "Maybe they were domestic pigs."

After John walked in, he saw Daphne snatching back the cupcakes that Goyle had taken.

"Here is your letter, John, brought by your dog from outside."

Daphne immediately restrained herself and showed a ladylike image, and at the same time handed the two envelopes to John like a Slytherin mistress.

"Tom brought it?" John raised an eyebrow.

In the lower right corner of one of the letters, there were three ink dots that seemed to have been accidentally dropped on it. John frowned, and it seemed that it was from Johnny the Silver Hand.

Nodding to Daphne, "Thank you for helping me take care of Tom."

Daphne raised her head proudly, but her ears were a little red.

Back in the dormitory, John opened the envelope, and the contents inside made his brows loosen.

"Mr Dharma Alex Belby will be honored on October 10."

It looks like your investment is starting to pay off.

John smiled.