I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

John waved his hand lightly, and the arrow shattered and flew back.

Dragging Bain away and throwing it violently, the centaur was knocked and scattered like a bottle hit by a bowling ball, screaming.

With another tug, Bane was dragged to John's feet, and John looked down at him.

"Weakness is not the dilemma of survival, but arrogance is. Don't try to challenge the dragon with your fragile life."

Raising his hand to flick Baine away, John put away his wand with an indifferent expression on his face.

The three people behind were stunned. None of the horsemen who were invincible just now could stand up.

That coercion has been pressing on the centaur, making them unable to move.

Margaret was not attacked, he could only watch John crush the centaur in a desperate manner.

Raising his eyes to look at Margaret, John chuckled lightly and said, "You are smarter than them, go back and tell the centaur in the Forbidden Forest that you know what to say."

Margaret's body was drenched in cold sweat. He seemed to see a black dragon destroying everything they had.

Life is so fragile in front of it.

He nodded with difficulty, and John put away his coercion.

John walked forward, and the centaur were so frightened that they couldn't help but curl up.

Walking in front of Bain who was the most injured, John's eyes as if looking at a dead object made Bain slowly lower his head.

"If Hogwarts students are attacked in the Forbidden Forest, then I will indiscriminately blame them on the centaurs. Your knowledge should tell you that I have this ability."

John showed his sharp white teeth, and pulled Bain up like a dragon stroking the head of a sheep.

The centaur who staggered up stood there silently, and John said without looking back, "Come on, I bet this year's Quidditch Cup still belongs to Slytherin."

Hagrid, who had been on guard against the centaur's attack, numbly put down the crossbow.

Harry looked at John's back and couldn't help thinking.

Firenze is right, this is a very dangerous person.

Hearing that Slytherin had won the Quidditch Cup, Harry retorted, "Then I bet it's Gryffindor."

Hearing this, John chuckled noncommittally.

Harry suddenly lost his confidence.

...

After leaving the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid solved a problem in his mind, and the whole person became happy.

In the distance, the Quidditch match draws to a close.

Harry and Hermione were off to watch Quidditch, while John was back in the Slytherin common room.

Here, he sees Pansy's ex-boyfriend.

"It's rare that someone isn't interested in Quidditch."

John went to the sofa and sat down, took a sip from the cup Daphne gave him for Christmas.

When Pansy's ex-boyfriend saw this scene, the corners of his mouth rose behind the book.

There was noise outside.

John looked, and Malfoy's flamboyant platinum hair appeared in front of him.

Followed by Goyle and Crabbe holding the silver trophy ear.

Montana cried so much that he finally didn't have to worry about being included in the history of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

He is the most excited to keep the winning streak.

Malfoy tugged at two to five to eighty thousand, and said loudly, "That's it, we won't lose."

It was a thrilling win, Gryffindor beat Ravenclaw.

The Weasley family suddenly exploded, and the gods came down to earth.

Ron realized the truth immediately, Fukuzawa's heart was full, and he blocked Ravenclaw's several shots in a row with a move of Shenlong wagging his tail.

Ginny bears Ha's will, can pick stars in her hands, snatches the golden snitch under Qiu Zhang's nose, and wins the game for Gryffindor.

"We're only twenty points away from losing." Daphne breathed a sigh of relief after watching the game, and finally let go.

Malfoy coughed twice. If it wasn't for the trouble he played against Cedric last time, the score might not be so dangerous.

Even though the Weasley brothers and sisters exploded, they still couldn't shake Slytherin's kingly spirit.

With a total score difference of more than [-] points, they won the current Quidditch Cup.

"When Monta saw Weasley's daughter chasing the Snitch, he almost used a jinx with his wand," Pansy complained. "If he was overtaken, he would definitely go crazy."

"Isn't it great now, we have maintained the record for the longest winning streak at Hogwarts." Malfoy muttered.

John glanced at Malfoy, he felt that if he lost this time, then Montague would be the first to look for Malfoy.

Gryffindor hated the [-]-point difference, but Ron Weasley's brilliant performance made Angelina say that she didn't find the wrong person.

The carnival ended, when Ron described to Harry and Hermione how he was alone

The last carnival belonging to the students quietly disappeared as the Quidditch cup came to an end.

The rest of the time belongs to the library and to exam week.

John was probably the only person in Hogwarts who didn't spend time in the library.

...

Silver Hand Manor.

Tang Mi looked at his boss and asked a question, "My lord, when I was your age, I never thought of skipping school every day."

John glanced at Tang Mi, "You know what I'm going to say, right?"

"Well, if my name was Johnny Yinshou at that time, I probably wouldn't want to go to school for a day." Tang Mi said sadly.

As a qualified subordinate, Tang Mi can only say that his boss cannot use common sense to infer.

There were less than two weeks before the exam, and the other students wished they had two more brains and drank the refreshing potion as a drink.

And John not only skipped class, but also left school and ran to Silver Hand Manor.

Even Tang Mi couldn't help worrying about his boss's academic problems.

Facts have proved that his worries are very unnecessary.

John walked into the secret room behind the garden.

The golden cup is firmly locked by the transparent glass cover, and hundreds of souls have been accumulated in the dragon's container.

Release the container full of souls.

"Return of the soul."

John's wand turned, and the soul was like a cocoon, and the soul that was pulled out was taken away.

In the Unbreakable Room, the dementor was as sick as petrified.

"There are quite a few more." John glanced.

Dementors and Soul Eater are weak and strong.

Unless the Dementors are dead, there is no need to worry about the Soul Eater Curse being broken.

Taking the soul away, John turned his attention to the gold cup.

"Hufflepuff's Gold Cup."

He opened the cover, and this time the golden cup didn't move.

It seems to have become honest.

"Gryffindor's sword is sharper, Ravenclaw's diadem is wiser, and you, Hufflepuff's cup?"

John stared at the gold cup, and slowly reached out to touch it.

At the moment of touching, a powerful wave of magic power was released from the golden cup.

There was a flash of light in John's eyes, surrounded by stronger magic power.

The silver ring covers the right hand, and the magic crystal creates a magic magnetic field.

Thousands of black threads drilled into the golden cup, and the shrill cry hit the soul.

John held his breath, and the black silk wrapped the golden cup.

"You should hand over this thing." John whispered.

Jinbei screamed, "No, it's impossible, how could you!"

John swung his wand, bringing the dementor's soul with him.

The black silk is mixed with silver composed of soul fragments.

Each silver thread turned into an extremely sharp scalpel, cutting inside the golden cup.

The fragments of Voldemort that belonged to the golden cup resisted wildly. As the Dark Lord, even though his soul was split, he was still very aggressive.

John took a deep breath and his eyes became more focused.

"Return of the soul."

His voice was strange and ethereal, and the ancient syllables shook the soul.

On top of the golden cup, a little green snake turned into a handsome young man.

The handsome young man was grabbed by the hands and feet by the black silk, and the silver scalpel cut open his body glued to the golden cup.

John said in a deep voice: "You, the soul, cannot compete with me."

The wand ignited the soul, and the silver soul turned into a golden flame, burning towards the golden cup.

Those eyes turned into vertical pupils, seeing the essence through the golden cup.

More and more souls were ignited, and the screams on the golden cup became weaker and weaker.

With a bang, John dragged it out completely.

The little green snake turned into a wandering spirit and wanted to escape. John stretched out his wand and turned the soul into a silk thread to hold it firmly.

As the screams and howls of unwillingness gradually became smaller, the soul fragment was dragged into an unknown space.

After doing all this, John couldn't help but fell weak again.

He fell heavily, the blood on his face quickly receded, and a smear of black flashed under his skin.

...