I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

The Patronus is back.

Strictly speaking, this cannot be regarded as a patron saint.

John thought he could give it a more appropriate name.

substitute.

Store your own emotional magic in it, turning it into something akin to a double.

Looking at the silver-white man with the same face as himself, John thought thoughtfully, "It looks like Ravenclaw."

What Ravenclaw stores in the painting is similar to John.

"Can you use magic?"

"of course."

Silver John snapped his fingers, and things in the room flew up.

"I think you can help me a lot." John held out his hand to shake Silver John's.

Silver John shrugged, and his body began to dissipate into silver light and merge into John's body.

"It feels amazing."

John moved his hands.

"Your excellent creativity is just like Salazar."

John looked over, and the woman didn't know when she would appear in the Star Club.

"But the wild imagination is like Godric."

The woman has blond hair and wears a dress from centuries ago.

"Helga Hufflepuff?" John saw the woman, and then looked at the recipe on the table.

"It seems that I guessed wrong, Hufflepuff also has his own little secret." John laughed.

Hufflepuff looked at John with love in her eyes, she shook her head and said, "I didn't expect that there would be such a poor child like you."

"Me?" John pointed to himself and laughed dumbly, "You're mistaken, I'm not pitiful."

"No, child." Hufflepuff came to John, stroking John's thinned cheek with his hand, "You have been deprived of your sense of taste."

"That was a terrible punishment."

John's smile froze, and he said unexpectedly, "You were the first to find out."

"I think Rowena knows it too, but for her, taste has never been in the standard of pleasure."

Hufflepuff seemed to have seen a child who had experienced too much suffering, and she said with pity: "You have almost forgotten the taste of food."

"The price, for me, the equivalent exchange is not a loss-making business," John said indifferently, "I lost my sense of taste, but I have friends."

"I'm here because of you," Hufflepuff said, shaking his head. "The existence that takes away your sense of taste is very powerful, but I want you to be able to taste delicious food again."

"I do my best," she said.

"Hufflepuff, do you know what's worse than losing your sense of taste?" John said. "It's tasting delicious again."

"That smell will be like a dream that people linger in their hearts. People will try their best to get it back and lose their original intention of pursuing."

John refused her, and instead of losing his sense of taste again, he might as well let himself lose his sense of taste all the time.

Let that ambiguity continue until you really have a way to solve it.

"You are so sensible that it makes people feel distressed," Hufflepuff was very emotional, she was as incarnate as Ravenclaw, "What have you experienced?"

"Some battles, some redemptions, some gains, some losses." John smiled, "These add up to life."

"Although the tenet of Hufflepuff House is to treat everyone equally, you are still worthy of my words," Hufflepuff nodded with satisfaction, "You are the best Hogwarts student I have ever seen."

"Slytherins will like you for your creativity with magic."

"Gryffindor will like you because of your courage to try the unknown."

"Ravenclaw will like you because of your wisdom after suffering."

"I will like you because of your devotion and tolerance to your friends."

Hufflepuff's body gradually became unreal, revealing the recipe hidden inside.

The cookbook falls, and John walks over to pick it up.

"A gift from Hufflepuff?"

Approval from the Big Four.

John chuckled.

He is probably the first in a thousand years.

The recipe was on the table, and he decided to keep this recipe, which might be invited to tea by the Ministry of Magic, with the Society of Stars.

Hufflepuff wants to give John a treat.

She said one thing, that Slytherins might like John, not because of his magical creativity, but because of his ambition.

"I didn't say my sense of taste wouldn't come back." John stared at the recipe and put it in a cabinet.

The Big Four are indeed the Big Four. Gryffindor reappeared in the Room of Requirement before, and Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff appeared with consciousness later.

They are all people who have gone a long way in their magical attainments.

"I don't know if Slytherin's consciousness was destroyed or disappeared?"

John touched his chin. Among the Big Four, only Salazar Slytherin, who had the highest attainment in black arts, did not appear.

Although John had been to his Chamber of Secrets, it had been visited by Voldemort.

It was possible that Voldemort had met Salazar Slytherin, and that consciousness dissipated.

However, it is also possible that John was not pure-blooded, so he was not seen.

It's not that important to John anymore.

What he should consider now is what kind of animal blood to put into the magic blood.

At present, there are six magical animal bloodlines that he has fused.

They are: Fire Dragon, Invisible Beast, Boggart, Basilisk, Phoenix, Spirit of the Black Lake.

The fire dragon gave him a powerful physical body.

The Invisible Beast gave him the ability to see.

Boggarts are scary as well as perceiving.

The basilisk made him carry death.

The phoenix brought him back to life.

The Spirit of the Black Lake made him immortal.

"What should I choose next?"

John also hesitated.

After all, his current ability also has shortcomings in some aspects.

For example, his apparition is actually not very clever.

"You have to think about it."

...

December.

It was snowing.

The weather appears to be colder this year, with heavy snow covering much of Europe.

Polish cities.

On the snow-covered roof, the old man with white beard and white hair is shoveling snow wearing sunglasses.

The neighbor's house exploded without warning.

The old man stared blankly at a figure flying out of it.

The other party flew into the sky on a broom.

A dozen people who had appeared around the house disappeared with a single pop that sent snow falling from the roof.

The old man took off his sunglasses and wiped them carefully.

He stared at the broom in his hand and wondered if he could fly too.

At this time, a wizard appeared and waved his wand at him.

His mind froze, and when he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in the room.

The news was reported on the TV.

"Gas leaks occurred in many houses, once again reminding the general public, we must remember to conduct regular inspections of gas pipelines..."

Continuous explosions sounded everywhere.

"For Grindelwald!"

A saint is cornered, screams, and dies covered in a spell.

This is a vigorous arrest operation, and the opponent of the Ministry of Magic is Grindelwald, who was once all-powerful in Europe.

But they were fully prepared, a saint attacked and was blocked by the amulet on Auror.

"Nearly a hundred Muggles have been affected."

The director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement came to report on the progress of the work. He said, "Grindelwald is still stubbornly resisting."

The Minister of Magic of Poland said sternly: "If we give up now, we will fall short!"

"But Muggles..."

"Arrange personnel to forget the witnesses and involve the Muggles involved. I will communicate with the Muggles government."

The Minister of Magic of Poland had a far-sighted vision and said, "We are not only for ourselves, but also for the whole world."

"Grindelwald will plunge the Muggle world into war, and they will understand me."

The Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement was speechless.

This earth-shattering arrest operation also alarmed the International Federation of Wizards.

Representatives from various countries came to Poland soon, and they wanted to stop this crazy and radical behavior.

But when old Batty arrived, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement ran in.

"Caught!"

This accountability moment became silent.

They saw the white-haired man levitating in with his hands and feet bound.

No one will forget that name that once swept Europe.

grindelwald.

The Minister of Magic of Poland saw everything in his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face turned expressionless in an instant.

This big drama kicked off.

...