Start at Marvel's Hogwarts Hoo

The heavy sunset hangs on the far horizon, and the clouds are rolling, blocking the sky... Tonight will be a long night without a moon.

Outside the venue, in an inconspicuous corner, John stared at the setting sun peeking out of the clouds, not knowing what he was thinking.

As the ceremony progressed step by step, he became increasingly uncomfortable.He didn't know what was going on, so he had to say hello to his friends and tell them that he needed to go out for some air.

"What's the matter, kid?" Dumbledore walked out of the small door at the back and put his rough hand on John's head. "Are you nervous?"

"I don't know..." John smiled bitterly, "Everyone in the Knights of Merlin is quite respectable... They are so pure that I feel ashamed."

"You know, I'm a selfish person."

From the beginning, it has been telling the great achievements of the previous members of the Knights of Merlin and the winners. Maybe they have more or less selfish motives in it, but the narrator's emotional voice has successfully made the audience recognize their greatness and selflessness. .

"For family and friends, it can't be called selfish at all." Dumbledore shook his head in amusement, "I thought you would never have such thoughts... I even thought it was Harry standing in front of me just now."

"Mr. John Wick has never been one for self-doubt."

"You are really good at comforting people..."

John's eyes flickered, thinking of the crowd who had just cheered for the winners in the audience.

He knew that the things he did would also make them spontaneously cheer for him, as evidenced by the growing adoration he'd seen over the past few days.

But he always reminded himself in his heart that the road ahead was very bumpy. If he wanted to go smoothly, someone must fill in for him and smooth the road for those behind him... He didn't want that "someone" to be his relatives or friends. .

Those wizards were cheering for him, treating him as a hero, and their children might even worship him and regard him as an idol... He was really afraid that he would not be able to make a decision on the day when he needed to make a decision.

At heart, he is a child who grew up under a red flag. Although he is naughty and mischievous, he has never committed any crime... He has always forced himself to weigh life and interests calmly like Grindelwald.

Until he saw those earnest and true faces today.

They are not passers-by with no names in the novel. They have their own families, their own jobs, and their own traces in this society.Some of them are funny and some are bitter and hateful.They would greet John familiarly when he passed by, and try to get along with him in a very shameless manner... just because their children were also students or graduates of Hogwarts!

How else can a young British wizard go to another school?What a fuss!

He felt that he could no longer treat them as a series of numbers... This was not good.This means that the subsequent plans will be even more constrained, and more manpower and resources will be consumed in the face of those pressures and problems... And once you start to throw taboos, those scattered maned dogs will swarm up and bite you - —Because you already have a weakness that can be caught.

Just like Dumbledore.Comparing with Grindelwald, the reason why Old Deng does not need to go to jail is just because his tricks are known to the world... He is a good person, at least he cares about the stability of this society.

You see, good people deserve to be pointed at gunpoint?

"I don't know what you are thinking, and I don't know how to enlighten you before you go on stage..."

Dumbledore knelt down, stroked John's dog head, and stared kindly into those still clear eyes.

"But you still have your friends and us elders, don't you?"

"Don't be afraid of making mistakes...remember? 'Love' is the most powerful force in the world. It supports us in planning to subvert the world in front of us..."

"It will also support you and spur you on...so never be afraid to make mistakes, we will be happy to correct your mistakes..."

"No one knows whether the outcome will be good or bad until the dust settles, right?"

Dumbledore winked playfully and gently pushed John towards the venue.

"Go ahead, today is your big day...don't let them worry."

"I know..." John sighed with relief, but it was not easy to adjust to the broken face that had been broken for a long time.

"It's your turn after Mr. Lockhart passes... I heard that kid Harry said that he is Hermione's idol?"

Dumbledore said casually, and then slowly whispered into John's ear

"As far as I know he's a very good liar."

Go ahead, make a secrecy gesture to John, smile and walk towards their predetermined location.There, Hermione was looking around for him with a grimace on her face.

John smiled and waved to the girl who looked over because of Dumbledore, earning an angry look from the girl.She clenched her little fist and waved it in front of her face, as if she wanted to give John a good look when he came back.

John first made a scared expression, which satisfied the girl's vanity... The people around him were looking at the two of them curiously, as if they were guessing their relationship.

Then the girl signaled him to go backstage to prepare, and it was soon time for his performance.

The director soon discovered something was wrong off the court. This newly developed photographic equipment did not hinder his love of taking pictures, but instead facilitated his work.And he also discovered sharply that with this tool that can continuously record images with fast response, shooting some interesting things in the audience should be better than shooting the ceremony stage with several cameras.

A scene of a man and a woman appeared on the curtain nearby. The girl was stunned when she saw the replaced scene, and then instinctively buried her face in the arms of her best friend beside her.

Alicia glanced at the picture on the screen and waved excitedly to the camera... This girl has never been afraid of other people's eyes.

John also smiled politely at the camera, mentally scolding the director for being unprofessional... In his impression, only those second-rate sports events would move the camera away at such a time.Immediately, he wanted to walk backstage.

"Wait, Mr. Wick... I hope I got your name right."

Gerald Lockhart grabbed the host's microphone, showed his standard demented smile, and squinted his eyes to make it difficult to understand what he was thinking.

"I know you will be next... Maybe you can come up first and let us accept the award together..."

"You know, you're the youngest and I have the best smile, we're the best partners!"

The women on the field screamed excitedly at his smile. Even Hermione, who was not far away, nodded reservedly to John and motioned for him to come up...and get an autograph for her.

John's mouth twitched, and he walked up with his head lowered and an uncertain look... Lockhart, right?Don't give me a chance, or your ashes will be spread!

You are definitely not included in the list of people who make people turn against you!