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"John, do you know him?" Howard looked at his grandson curiously. "You look shocked, my son."

Oh my gosh, that could very well be Gellert Grindelwald!A powerful and crazy revolutionary, who attempts to establish a new order on his own, the most dangerous dark wizard in the 20th century, the saint who pursues the Deathly Hallows, and the real Dark Lord.

I'm very close to my grandpa. How come you got involved with him?

"I'm just a little uncomfortable, Grandpa. I don't know the... wizard you're talking about." John relaxed and sunk his body into the sofa. "So you told this story just to prove that this Hogwarts is probably real?" Do you want me to study there?"

"This is only part of the reason." The old man turned his gaze to Hermione. "I also hope that you can discuss it with your parents when you go back. After all, there are very few opportunities to explore the unknown, child."

"And the other part... I want to give this pendant to you, my dear grandson. Take it!" Howard closed the box and threw it to John across the coffee table. "Like I said, there's everything about wizards. It's all unknown to us, I've never been able to find Nurmengard, maybe you can."

"So you want me to go find him?!" John was frightened.

"Yes, please ask him for me what the 'greater good' is."

"But Dad, where should we buy John's school supplies?" Catherine, who had been studying John's letter, raised her head. "And it's almost dark now, so you can rest here tonight."

"Don't forget my private plane, kid. Your mother and brother are still waiting for me to go back. You know, I rarely have a few days off." The old man hugged his daughter. "I believe the school will make corresponding arrangements... ...No need to send it off, Liu, take care of your wife and son."

Although his grandfather was gone, the trouble he caused gave John a headache.

Saint... Grindelwald... maybe he can drag this great god into the water...

"John, are you okay?" Hermione held his hand carefully.

The Grangers had been busy until late in the evening and couldn't make dinner for Hermione, so they simply asked their neighbor to take care of their daughter.

"It's okay, I just need to slow down a bit." John shook his head and said with a smile.

A fat orange cat quietly climbed up on the back of the sofa behind John's head. A humane smile appeared on the cat's face. It supported its body with its front legs and kicked hard with its hind legs, like a rabbit kicking an eagle!

"Stupid cat! You are dead! Don't run away if you dare!"

"Hermione, don't protect it! I must let it see what true cruelty is today! I, John Wick, will do what I say!"

"You brat, don't run around in the living room!"

……

At night, sitting on the balcony of the room and enjoying the gentle evening breeze, John's thoughts gradually sank into his mind.

"Name: John Stark Wick

Race: human

Abilities: Imagatama Sharingan (physical version), elemental communication (ice)

Props: Golden Wheel Dumbbells

Exalted Value: 165

System currency: 0"

John has lived a very dull life in the past few years. Apart from new developments with Hermione, he has never met a plot protagonist.As for Harry, although they have been writing letters, they can only get together when he goes out to relax.

John was usually dragged to school peacefully by Hermione, and occasionally he would do something in school to earn admiration points.

The ice element ability and dumbbells were obtained by him using gold coupons with 600 adoration value and silver coupons with 400 adoration value.These two things directly wiped out the savings he had saved in the past few years.

"Elemental Communication (Ice)

Ice elements are everywhere. As long as you master the skills of communicating with them, you can control the ice elements and let them fight for you."

"Golden Wheel Dumbbells"

Just do one press every day, and you can have a perfect figure that lasts all day long. Of course, it is not linked to your physical fitness.”

Elemental communication allows John to perfectly control the ice elements around him. So far, John's use of ice elements has reached the point of being driven by his arms. This is currently the only long-range attack method in John's hands.

As for Jinlun's dumbbells... John didn't understand the purpose of this thing at first. After trying it for a while, he found that the function of this dumbbell was just to give him a perfect figure on a visual level.Just like the picture on the Internet in the past life, you can only look at it from a distance, but if you touch it up close, you will find that your belly is still flat.

Although elemental communication cannot make his body elemental, John is already content.Compared with the dumbbells drawn from the silver coupons, elemental communication is countless times better.

Of course, he also practiced the Sharingan.

Because he had forgotten the training methods of the Uchiha clan, John, who had been thinking hard for a few days, decided to go to the shooting range to watch others masturbate.

From the beginning when he could only see blurry afterimages to being able to capture the traces of bullets, plus practicing various boxing techniques collected by his grandfather every day to improve his physical fitness, John is now able to watch others pull the trigger. dodge bullets in a situation (simulated in mind).

John felt that at his current level, it would not be a problem to avoid the spells cast in front of others.

Squeezing away the orange pig occupying the center of the bed, John fell asleep in the soft moonlight.

……

Meow! (Get up! Lazy John!)

John has always had a great biological clock. At seven o'clock every morning, it would always build a jumping platform made of quilts, pillows and clothes, and then jump down and hit John on the stomach.

After driving away its owner, Garfield would usually lie down in a place with residual warmth and sleep soundly until lunch time, rain or shine, unshakable.

"Good morning, Dad."

John walked into the restaurant rubbing his belly and sat at the dining table sleepily.It's time to arrange a weight loss plan for Silly Cat. If his strength was that of a street gangster before, he is now at the level of a professional boxer.If it had been given a few more years to grow, John thought he might have been smashed to death on the bed.

"Ding dong."

"Who is it so early?" Lewis put down the newspaper in confusion and stood up to take a look.

"Hermione, Aunt Milly probably doesn't have time to make breakfast for her." John lay on the table, his eyelids drooping.

"Good morning, sir, who are you?" Lewis looked at the man outside the door and asked doubtfully.

He was a thin, slightly bald man with red hair, wearing glasses, striped trousers and an old leather military bomber jacket.The smile that was always on his face made it impossible to feel the slightest dislike towards him.

"Good morning, Mr. Wick." The man stretched out his hand and shook Lewis. "I am Arthur Weasley, the director of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items at the British Ministry of Magic. I am also the person in charge of Muggle families at Hogwarts. Admissions temporary teacher.”

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Weasley. I don't quite understand what you mean by 'Muggles' and 'temporary teachers'? Does Hogwarts not have enough teachers?"

"Just call me Arthur." Arthur smiled kindly, "Won't you invite me in to sit down? Mr. Wick."

"Oh, okay, please come in, Arthur." Lewis quickly let the door open, "Lewis, my name."

"John, go change quickly, the teacher from Hogwarts is here... Please forgive me, Arthur, this child is always so lazy at home, but he listens to the teacher at school, and this is obvious to all."

"I understand, sir, kids are always like this, aren't they?" Arthur stopped John, who was about to go upstairs. "Kid, is your name John? Come here... you are as handsome as your father."

"You will also have one in the future. Every wizard has his own wand, but remember, it is the wand that chooses the wizard." Arthur took out his wand and pointed at John's pajamas. "Pajamas become robes! (Transformation spell) It is a famous spell in the "Harry Potter" series, and its specific spell varies depending on the things it changes.)"

"Oh, Mr. Weasley! I mean...are you a wizard?" Lewis looked at his son's robe in shock.

"Hogwarts is a school that teaches magic. I was a student there... and now, so is your son."

"Mr. Weasley, please sit down here. Please be sure to have breakfast here and let us do our part as landlords."

"Of course, Mrs. Wick, this is my honor." Arthur bowed slightly to Catherine. "I believe you also have many questions you want to know. We can talk slowly."

Half an hour later, Lewis quietly wiped away a cold sweat.From the moment he sat down, Arthur kept asking some common sense questions about human society, from bus stops to the principles of escalators.

"Wait a minute, Arthur, wait a minute." Lewis quickly stopped, "Can you please help us answer our questions first?"

"Of course, Lewis. It's my oversight, because I really like the things you invented." Arthur smacked his lips with regret. "Wizards usually call people without magic Muggles. And given that there are many people born under Young wizards from Muggle families often miss the start of school due to suspicion. Hogwarts has specially arranged for professors to visit Muggle families to prove that young wizards should indeed go to Hogwarts instead of continuing to live in Muggle schools. School study.”

"Excuse me, I'm a little hungry." Arthur smiled apologetically and swallowed the already cold sandwich in several bites. "It's a great sandwich, Mrs. Wick...and because the little wizards from Muggle families are getting more and more... So, Hogwarts invited a fairly reliable wizard like me as a temporary professor to deal with the enrollment of Muggle families."

Sure enough, because wizards and Muggles have been united a long time ago, and they gave birth to Muggles, squibs, or wizards... But they all have wizards in their blood. With their blood, no matter whether their descendants live in wizard society or Muggle society, there will always be someone who awakens the talent of magic, just like everyone has the X gene in their body.

Pure-bloods have always occupied most of the resources in wizarding society, but their number is less than a quarter of mixed-blood wizards. Now this situation is getting worse, and the team of mixed-blood wizards is growing every year.A very small privileged class dominates a large ordinary class... This looks like something is going to happen.

John lowered his head and thought.

"John, you need to go to Diagon Alley to buy all your school supplies. My son will also enter school this year. We will go to Diagon Alley on the morning of July 7th. I can pick you up then." Arthur came over , touched John's head and said, "Can you please help me guide your neighbor, Miss Hermione Granger? I don't seem to have enough time."

"Oh, of course, Mr. Weasley."

The Wicks walked Arthur to the door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wick and Mrs. Wick...and of course you, Mr. Wick." Arthur touched John's head again. "This is my first time doing this job, and I'm not very skilled yet. Please." You can answer their questions to the Granger family on my behalf, and I will take you all to Diagon Alley when the time comes...Okay, no need to send you off, Lewis. Goodbye."

brush.

Just like Howard said, it disappeared from sight in a 'swipe'.

Hermione, the door to a new world is opening to us. Compared with the world in the original book, the waves of this world are more turbulent, but the scenery is also more shocking and beautiful.So, be sure to hold on to my hand!

I only want to experience the beauty and hardships along the way with you.