I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

The two big men rubbed their hands together nervously, wishing they could tuck their heads into it.

"Tell me," John leaned back in his chair, half-closed his eyes, with a dangerous expression, "Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, when did you do this?"

"John, I don't know what you're talking about." Crabbe wanted to play dumb, but he repeatedly waved his hands in denial.

John directly grabbed his left hand and pulled it away, and said in a harsh tone: "Then tell me, what is this!"

The Dark Mark appeared on Crabbe's left arm.

Crabbe horrified, "Don't, don't open it here."

Gore was also covering his head in fear, and Pansy screamed at the two: "How dare you do this!"

"No, it's not me, it's my dad." Crabbe paled.

John let go of his hand, looking indifferently at the pale faces of the two.

"Prove it to me." John said.

Crabbe's lips quivered. "What?"

Raising his hand, a silver knife appeared in John's hand, floating in front of Crabbe and Goyle.

"Destroy it." John said lightly, "Either take it and become my enemy, or destroy it and stay in Hogwarts."

The faces of the two big men were bloodless, and Pan Xi was also frightened.

"John, they..."

"Pansy, let me guess, his mission." John narrowed his eyes, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Kill Harry Potter or... John Wick."

"Is it a surprise attack? No, no."

John stared at the trembling bodies of the two, and chuckled lightly, "Is it poison?"

"No, it's not, John, we don't." Crabbe nearly went berserk.

John interrupted, "Prove it to me, right here."

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, each seeing fear.

This is the king of Slytherin, the condensed green glass.

His words are like an imperial edict in Slytherin.

Goyle picked up the small knife tremblingly, shaking it back and forth on the mark on his left arm, and finally made up his mind.

"Ugh—!"

The knife pierced the skin, and blood dripped down. He let out a scream and scratched his arm bit by bit.

The brain almost paused, beads of sweat spread all over his cheeks, and he was panting heavily.

The Dark Mark was divided from top to bottom by a bloody gash.

Seeing this scene, Crabbe finally made up his mind.

After taking Goyle's knife, he also screamed and pierced the Dark Mark.

The blood flowed all over the ground along the arms of the two, but strangely, the blood could not flow out of the car.

Pansy paled, covering her mouth to keep herself from screaming.

The coldness in John's eyes dissipated, and he stretched out his hand to hang on Goyle's wound.

The black thread passed through Goyle's flesh, the Dark Mark disappeared bit by bit, and the wound was gradually healed.

The same is true for Crabbe, the blood on the ground pooled into two blood-colored glazes, inside which were imprisoned two little snakes.

John handed it to two people, one left and one right.

"You have saved your life."

Looking at the paler faces of the two, John chuckled and said, "You don't need to tell your father, I will take care of everything and stay here for Christmas."

Voldemort was stupid for trying to arrange for two student Death Eaters to enter Hogwarts.

John looked at the two people, waved his hand, and the carriage door was opened.

Just when Malfoy came over, he saw two people rushing out with something in their arms.

He asked confusedly, "What happened to them?"

John smiled and said, "Maybe it's a stomachache."

"Pansy, you're here, do you want to see how I am different today?" Malfoy immediately started showing off his prefect badge when he saw Pansy.

Pansy yelled, "You look like a stinky weasel kid in '[-]!"

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly left the carriage.

Malfoy was left stunned, "What's wrong with her?"

"Maybe it's a stomachache."

Malfoy: "..." Do you think I'm easy to fool?

Daphne came over with a displeased face, her eyes lit up when she saw John, she pushed Malfoy away and was about to sit down.

Malfoy stopped her with sharp eyes and quick hands, "Don't let me listen to Cedric alone."

Under Daphne's murderous eyes, Malfoy half-pushed Daphne out to maintain the order of the train.

Prefects need to assist the school work, and there is a special prefect compartment.

Daphne really hated this position.

After they left, John's compartment re-entered.

It's Daphne's sister, Astoria Greengrass.

"John." Astoria greeted John happily, then looked at John.

"What's wrong?" John touched his face, thinking that the blood of Crabbe and Goyle had just splashed on his face.

"It's nothing," Astoria said hesitantly, "it just feels like you have something on your mind."

John was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Your observation skills are really sharp, you might be a very good Auror in the future."

Astoria blushed from being praised, and John looked sideways at the reflection on the glass.

Was he so obvious?

...

The train was running on the track, and the smoke from the chimney was blowing in the sky.

Hermione patrolled the carriage and came here, and she was overjoyed when she saw John.

"John." She walked into the car and greeted John, and Ron stretched out his hand in the back, but it didn't work.

Astoria looked at Hermione warily.

Hermione said with a guilty face, "I'm sorry, what happened last time..."

"Hermione, we are friends," John said with a smile, "In your opinion, am I the kind of irrational person?"

Well, very sensible, so sensible that he broke into the Order of the Phoenix and almost chopped off Sirius' hand.

Ron didn't dare to say these words, so he had to lean against the outside of the carriage and poke his head from time to time.

Hermione was delighted to hear that, and said, "Yes, we're friends."

Seeing Hermione's prefect badge, John chuckled and said, "I haven't congratulated you yet, becoming a prefect."

Hermione smiled: "This time, I won you."

John shrugged, indifferently said: "It's sort of."

These words rekindled Hermione's competitive spirit, and she was the one who wanted to beat John.

Hermione hadn't finished her inspection work, so she chatted for a while and left.

Daphne came back in a hurry like a shark smelling fishy.

She looked around vigilantly, as if looking for something.

"You don't need to patrol anymore?" John looked puzzled, and Astoria put away a pen guiltily.

"Ah, it's okay." Xu Shi realized that his motives were too obvious, and Daphne's earlobes turned red.

After the train runs for a while, there is no need for the prefect to patrol.

John's compartment is full.

Malfoy came back from his inspection and said complacently, "You should look at the group of Gryffindors who were reprimanded by me. Their expressions are so funny."

Malfoy, who played steadily every day.

The sky gradually darkened.

This also meant that Hogwarts was getting closer and closer, and the carriage gradually became quieter.

On arrival, Hagrid was replaced by a woman with a protruding chin and meticulously trimmed hair in Hogwarts station.

But she was obviously not as conspicuous as Hagrid. After taking a look, John quickly understood that Hagrid probably had another mission.

Sitting in the carriage, he waited for departure.

...

Harry also noticed that Hagrid was not there, and he squinted his eyes to find Hagrid in the dark.

Ginny reminded him that they had blocked the door.

Reluctantly, Harry had to leave first.

Along the way, Harry was worried. This was the first time Hagrid wasn't waiting for new students at Hogsmeade station.

He was thinking wildly, and dragged his heavy steps to the road outside.

Just as he was wondering if Hagrid didn't come because he was sick, he saw that the front of the carriage, which was empty before, was no longer empty.

An extra horse, to be exact.

Let's just call it a horse.

Reptile-like in appearance, they have no flesh on their bodies, and their black fur clings tightly to their skeletons.

Every bone is clearly visible, the head is like a fire dragon, and the eyes are white without pupils.

A pair of big, black bat-like wings.

They stood motionless in front of the carriage, in front of every carriage.

Ron and Hermione came over, and Harry wanted to share his concerns with them.

Although he didn't get the answer, being with friends can always make him less tense.

"What are those things?" Harry complained to Ron about the horrible horses.

Ron was confused, "What?"

"Those horses." Harry was taken aback, pointing to those strange horses.

But Ron still couldn't see it, which made Harry feel uncomfortable.

Could it be that he was hallucinating.

That's when Luna appears with a cage containing an owl piglet, whom they met on the train.

...