I wield a sword at Hogwarts

This was what Damo Alex cared about most, and when he heard this, he burst into laughter.

John patted Shelby's arm. There was no doubt that these sharp nails could easily tear open the throat.

"Shelby, maybe we can be friends and thank you for your dedication to the Wolfsbane potion."

"it's my honour."

Shelby has suffered discrimination since being bitten, and has been shunned by his former colleagues.

In desperation, he chose to become an experimental subject. Although he did not fully recover, it was an excellent result to preserve his sanity.

He was grateful to the two people who developed the potion, especially John.

In John's eyes, he did not see the alms and disdain like Damo Alex, as if he was treating a monster, but he truly treated patients seriously and treated a person as an equal.

He has experienced countless cold looks in a year, and sometimes a simple greeting can make a person die for you.

Especially when John watched him turn into a werewolf, but he still dared to come up and hug him instead of pointing his wand at himself.

The full moon continued and the two continued to observe Shelby.

Until the moon disappeared in the sky, Shelby began to recover from the werewolf state and gradually returned to his original appearance.

"Successful."

Shelby did not act irrationally at all throughout the night, which also declared the success of the Wolfsbane potion.

John clenched his fists, and Damo Alex took off his clothes and ran naked around the manor to celebrate.

After bringing Shelby a set of clothes, John extended his hand to Shelby and said with a smile, "Are you interested in finding a job for yourself, 100 Galleons per month?"

John needs to find a reliable bodyguard for his store in Knockturn Alley, and Shelby happens to be a very good candidate.

His gray-blue eyes with deep sockets and sunken cheeks gave him a wolf-like feeling. Under his gaze, a sense of pressure that seemed to be scrutinizing arose spontaneously.

This had something to do with Shelby's previous occupation, he was an Auror.

After being bitten by a werewolf during a mission, he lost his job and became homeless. The drastic changes in his life made this Auror haggard.

Hearing John's words, Shelby was a little surprised.

"I hope to get this job."

Although the salary of this job is not as high as that of an Auror, it is a high salary for a werewolf.

He further recognized John as the ‘boss’ and did not look down upon him because of his age.

John stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "John Wick, but I hope you will call me Johnny Silverhand when you get to the store. It seems that the guy in the store is a thief. You can keep an eye on him by the way."

Shelby shook the hand, and a smile appeared on his gloomy face, "Tommy Shelby, I think that's what I'm good at."

The two of them cooperated happily, and Alex, the other side's Damo, also cooperated happily with John after he returned from streaking.

Although he wanted to take all the credit, John's contribution here was too great.

In response, John shook his head and refused. He showed a smile and said: "Dharma Alex, developed by one person, can highlight the hardships and legends. Two people may get two second-level medals, but one person can get one." level medal."

Damo Alex was moved, who could refuse a first-class medal.

He looked at John, wanting to know the terms.

"I want the exclusive rights to the Wolfsbane Potion. In return, I am willing to give you a 50% share."

In exchange for allowing Damo Alex to enjoy exclusive glory, John wanted to expand the store with the help of Wolfsbane Potion.

Damo Alex refused. He had no desire for money, and he would never be able to spend all his money in a few lifetimes. "There is no need to split the money. You know the formula for the Wolfsbane potion, and I will give it all to you."

This makes John even more happy. He has to be a potion master to be rich. Although the money is not much in a short time, the follow-up will definitely be considerable.

Unexpectedly, Damo and Alex didn't care, which made John really envious.

In the end, the two reached an agreement, with John receiving the exclusive rights to Wolfsbane Potion and Damo Alex receiving the honor of research and development.

With John's intervention, this wolfsbane potion will be much stronger.

It can be said to be the gospel of werewolves.

Chapter 50 Dobby and Hitting the Wall

A powerful bodyguard was sent to Johnny Silverhand's store in Knockturn Alley. Mundungus didn't know the identity of the airborne Donmy Shelby, but judging from his respectful attitude towards Johnny Silverhand From the looks of it, he's probably a confidant.

This made Mundungos, who was originally a little arrogant and complacent, suddenly poured cold water on him. He thought he was the indispensable one.

Now it seems that he is just a ponyboy of Mr. Johnny, and for some reason, he feels afraid of this Shelby.

It was as if he was stealing something and was being targeted by a passing Auror.

With such a guy under surveillance, he had to stay alert.

It's so bad.

As a new employee, Donmie Shelby's salary is 100 Galleons per month, plus John will supply him with wolfsbane potion every month.

He also met a lot of werewolves during his year of wandering. John decided to wait until the store was bigger and let Tang Mi recruit other werewolves.

If you can hang out with former Aurors, your character will not be too bad. John knows this very well.

Johnny Silverhand's shop opened a few days ago. Although the business is not very good, it is not a problem to earn 200 galleons a day.

When more people know about this place over time, this business will only get bigger and bigger.

Especially after the first-level Damo Alex Medal is issued, the reputation of his wolfsbane potion will be spread and more werewolves will buy it.

An ordinary wolfsbane potion costs 30 galleons, and it allows you to suppress your bloodlust when you turn into a werewolf.

Fine Wolfsbane Potion costs 80 galleons, and allows you to recognize your loved ones and stay in one place when you turn into a werewolf.

The top-level Wolfsbane potion sells for 150 Galleons. Why can't you use magic if you just change into a different appearance? Your consciousness still belongs to you.

The three wolfsbane potions not only meet the minimum needs of werewolves, but also can help werewolves get rid of the status quo of being discriminated against.

The top-level ones are the most time-consuming, and it is very troublesome to refine them so that they can be completely preserved as they were before the transformation.

This was the one John provided to Shelby and made Shelby willing to die for him.

…

The start of school is getting closer.

Harry living at the Burrow made John a loner.

Now he is not only counting the golden Galleons but also giving away the golden Galleons.

There is never enough money to spend, and alchemy is too expensive.

But it went very well. He carved a second rune into Ironwick's sword and made a magic circuit for Ironwick.

As long as the circuit is activated, the magic on the sword can be used without using John's magic.

Of course, the magic generated by these circuits takes time to re-accumulate after it is released, so it is of little use except to deal with emergencies.

John was practicing magic that day, but the transfiguration technique had never been upgraded, which gave John the urge to use any point to ascend.

"Should I read more books on transfiguration?"

He had been craving for the dragon form for a long time, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be possible until level four, so he had no choice but to put it down first.

"Someone broke in?"

John frowned. He had set up sensory magic props in the basement, which would give him an early warning if someone broke in.

Pointing the wand at a corner of the basement, John said coldly: "Do you think I can't find you?"

A pair of protruding green eyes were as big as tennis balls, and two bat-like ears drooped back.

John took action decisively, and used a transformation spell to turn the desk in the corner into a strip of cloth to wrap up whatever appeared.

"House elf?"

After it was done, John was stunned.

"Ah!" screamed the house elf, "Dobby comes to meet John Wick, a friend of Harry Potter."

Dobby tried to break free, but the strip of cloth wrapped tightly around him, making his screams mute.

"Dobby? The house elf?"

John remembered Harry's complaint and said in a deep voice, "Who sent you here? Do you want to know Harry's whereabouts through me?"

"No, no, Dobby wants John Wick to protect Harry Potter."

After saying this, Dobby realized that he had almost said something bad about his master. He wanted to punish himself, but he was tied tightly.

He had to bang the back of his head against the wall and cursed to himself: "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

"Stop!"

John had a headache, so he had to control the cloth and tie up Dobby's head.

Without putting down the wand in his hand, John approached Dobby, his face became solemn, and asked: "You said Harry would be in danger, why did you know?"

When he asked this question, John saw fear on Dobby's face, wanting to harm himself but unable to do so.

He had a headache. These house elves were overreacting, so he had to change his question: "What danger do you mean?"

"Conspiracy, a dangerous and terrible conspiracy, the most terrifying things will happen in Hogwarts!"

Dobby screamed, and John lifted the spell, causing Dobby to fall to the ground with a thud.

"Then why did you ask me to protect Harry again?" John lowered his wand and stared closely at the house elf who broke into the house.

Dobby sniffled and said, "Dobby heard that John Wick was a powerful wizard and he protected Harry Potter."

"Uh... I admit that I did it to protect Harry. A powerful wizard is going too far."

The corner of John's mouth twitched slightly. Who spread this rumor? He was just a rookie with level three magic power.

Glancing at Dobby, he said helplessly: "If you really want to protect Harry, you should tell me the name of the master of the conspiracy."

As long as there was a name and something to do with Harry as the savior, John could write to Dumbledore.

With the White Devil around, he didn't believe anyone could hurt Harry.

"Dobby can't say, bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

Dobby started mutilating himself again, and John had to tie him up again.

He couldn't completely believe Dobby's words. If Harry was really in danger, he would help him.

"I will investigate this conspiracy, assuming it is true."

Dobby was extremely grateful and John waved his hand.

At the same time his eyes fell on Dobby, who looked pathetic and comical in his old pillowcase.

"I have some old clothes. If you don't mind, you can wear them."

John's words made Dobby scream, "Dobby is so grateful to John Wick. He is as worthy of respect as Harry Potter. House elves can only be free when their master gives them clothes to wear."

He couldn't accept John's kindness, but he raised John to the same height as the savior Harry, well, maybe a little shorter.

Dobby snapped his fingers and disappeared with a pop.

"Ability to cast spells without a wand."

Staring at where Dobby left off, where John had cast the spell and Dobby was moving in and out freely.

It seems that the protection mechanism I have set up is not enough.

He decided to make more looking glasses to prevent something like this from happening.

Time passed by, and when Johnny Silverhand's shop stabilized, it was time for John to go to school.

September 1st.

Watson entered King's Cross Station early with his children, and this time he deliberately hit the nine and three-quarter platform pillar.

The result is also obvious, he is not a wizard.

At least before he got a big bump on his head, he thought that maybe Hogwarts had just forgotten to send notices when he was a child.

Mrs. Wick was entertaining customers at the beauty shop, and John had to watch his father hit the wall with disgust.

"Okay dad, it's time for me to leave."