I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

In the empty halls of the Ministry of Magic.

In the fireplace embedded in the wall, a faint blue flame was suddenly lit.

Cedric was the first to walk out. He was dressed in a black suit that did not hinder his movement, and his cufflinks were made of yellow-orange gemstones.

Then came Malfoy, his black velvet suit, a silver snake wrapped around his shoulders, and an emerald ring on the little finger of his right hand.

Neville was the last to step out, wearing a white shirt and black waistcoat, carrying a sword in an exquisite silver scabbard and ruby.

After the three of them walked out, the stove next to them lit up, and a white-masked man with blond hair and white robe walked out from inside.

"You are here."

The man took off the mask, and a face that had overlapped in the World Cup appeared.

Cedric said in a deep voice, "Gold."

He looked at Jin's attire, the white mask he had seen in the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts.

Johnny Silver Hands.

"So you are Johnny Silverhand." Cedric, as the eldest, naturally assumed the role of his elder brother.

"Wrong," said Kim, who had a layer of stubble on his chin, and looked at the three of them. "We all are."

"Huh?" The expressions of the three seemed puzzled.

King said, "John, that's Johnny Silverhand."

In the hall, Kim speaks that truth.

"You mean, John is Johnny Silverhand?" Malfoy felt his chest go numb, his eyes fixed on Jin, and he growled, "That's impossible, I've seen Johnny Silverhand..."

At this point, Malfoy suddenly couldn't continue.

He recalled the time when he was brought before Johnny Silver Hand. What was the reason for that time?

It seems that...he wishes to be Johnny Silverhand's godson.

Apparently Jin also understood something, and he said with sympathy, "You haven't seen his face, have you?"

Malfoy's face darkened.

Neville was a little confused, and murmured: "If John is Johnny Silverhand, then he..."

"He's better than you think." Jin nodded slowly, "He built up this huge power, starting in the second grade."

"The reason why he didn't tell you this secret is because you are too young." Jin said.

"So, Percy and Fleur know about it?" Malfoy still found it hard to accept.

"Percy knew about this, but it was only last year." Jin nodded and said, "You don't have to complain, because in this way, you can be better protected."

Malfoy looked at Cedric who didn't speak, and asked, "You also know?"

Cedric nodded, closed his eyes and said in pain, "The graveyard."

It is a painful memory.

Jin's eyes darkened for a moment, and then there was light again in an instant.

"That's the end of John's secret." Jin changed his subject and said seriously, "It's time for us to carry out John's plan, John's last...plan."

At this moment, everyone's heart is covered with haze.

Malfoy gritted his teeth, "Revenge."

Jin didn't speak, but turned around and led them forward.

When passing the Ministry of Magic's elevator, Cedric frowned and said, "Where are the people from the Ministry of Magic?"

"John took the right to use this place overnight, in order to let Voldemort come over." Jin's eyes flashed coldly.

"So we're getting revenge?" Malfoy asked.

Neville's hand clenched Marvolo's sword.

Cedric looked down at the wand he was carrying.

Gold hands to chest badge.

"For John and Heinrich."

The same is true for the other three, the star badge on their chests is like a starry sky with clouds and mist removed, revealing the starlight.

With firm belief, they headed down as the lift gate closed.

And on the fifth floor of the Ministry of Magic, in Percy's office.

Fleur's beautiful hair grew longer, like a silver waterfall.

Dressed in easy-to-move clothing, with a string of amulets on his wrist.

Under the white swan neck, wear a sapphire necklace.

Fleur kisses the stars badge, worn on the chest.

She looked at Percy. "Should we go?"

Percy stood up, with unprecedented seriousness in his voice, "You should know that our mission is different from theirs."

"If I had known that John was my boss earlier, maybe I wouldn't have to be entangled in those trivial things." Fu Rong smiled confidently, "However, this feeling is not bad."

"The final place will be in the Hall of Death. Remember, don't touch the arch."

Percy repeatedly urged; "That's something that even the Ministry of Magic doesn't know."

"The more mysterious something is, the more it has the power to create surprises." Fleur waved her hand and said, "Let's go, Percy."

Percy already had some aura that belonged to a superior, but he still couldn't put on airs in front of his companions.

Picking up the cup that was on the table, Percy said sternly, "Then let's go."

He knew that there was no one in the Ministry of Magic now, and he didn't have to hide it.

The two took the elevator to the Department of Mysteries.

Percy looked out at a corridor moving past, and couldn't help but think of John's conversation with him not long ago.

"This is all up to you, Percy."

In the Club of Stars, John showed Percy the black deadly poison.

Percy began to growl, rage, and despair.

Knowing the danger of that thing, he even moved to ask Dumbledore.

However, in the end everything was stopped by John.

"Only in this way can we complete everything, Percy." John held Percy's hand tightly, "Only you can finally complete my plan."

"You should know that no one knows the Ministry of Magic better than you."

"The Department of Mysteries hides enormous energy, and those taboos are our hope for a comeback."

Percy's shoulders were heavy, and when the cup was handed to him, he knew he had no choice.

Either he fails with the death of his companions, or he makes everything undone.

Fleur could see Percy's heaviness, and she patted Percy on the shoulder.

"John trusts you."

Furong said firmly, "We believe in you too."

"Fleur." Percy's eyes flowed, and he finally nodded vigorously.

He swore secretly, "Even if I take this life, I will realize the plan."

The elevator arrived, and at the end of the black corridor, the black door was closed.

The two opened the door, and the four who came down first had already started planning.

Looking at the marked door, Percy couldn't help but touch his forehead, "Who did this, if Minister Crouch finds out, I'm afraid he will inevitably be reprimanded."

"But it's a smart way." He praised, and the door turned around immediately.

He found exactly where he wanted to go.

hall of time.

Looking at the flowing golden sand, Percy took out the gold cup.

Everyone seems to think that John Wick and Johnny Silverhand hate Voldemort deeply.

He sent Starmen to hunt and kill Death Eaters, and offered huge rewards.

The heart of revenge can be seen by anyone.

Dumbledore thought so.

Barty Crouch Sr. thought so.

But Percy knew that plan wouldn't be that shallow.

That is a more difficult thing than killing a certain life.

Simply dying won't allow the famous Johnny Silverhand to use himself as bait.

The golden sand holds the power of time, and touching it can have dire consequences for the body.

That's why time is a restriction, and the consequences are irreversible.

The Ministry of Magic has strict regulations on it, extending to the Time-Turner, with hundreds of laws created against its use.

Golden sand fell into it as Percy put the cup inside.

This golden cup seems to never be full, and the gold sand falls into it and disappears.

Soon, a golden hourglass disappeared.

Then the second, the third...

Percy couldn't tell what it felt like, he seemed to be betraying the Ministry of Magic.

This made him full of contradictions as an official of the Ministry of Magic.

Fleur stares at a bird that flies high into the air and falls with rapid aging, turning into an egg when it reaches the bottom.

The eggshell shattered, and the bird grew rapidly from a nestling to fly again.

It's like a never-ending cycle of the same thing happening over and over again.

Fu Rong couldn't help but get goosebumps.

And it's a door away from the Hall of Time.

In the prophecy hall, five students broke into the place full of shelves and precious prophecy balls.

The ceiling is as high as a cathedral, and the shelves are equally high.

A glass globe rests on top, emitting the same dim light of the round room.

Harry and the others carefully moved through the dim passageway between the two rows of shelves.

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