I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Silver Hand Manor.

A special guest arrives.

The wand twirled between John's fingers, his eyes searching.

The person he was staring at was silent, but it could be seen from his clenched fist that his heart was not at peace.

"Want to see your father?"

With a slight smile on the corner of John's mouth, he looked at the person in front of him and said casually, "Is it a request or an exchange?"

"Theodore."

The wand in his hand stopped, and the gap on it made it possible to guess that the owner of this wand had experienced a lot.

Theodore was struggling when he heard John's question.

He clenched his fist tightly and didn't notice that his palm was pierced by a nail.

Nott is heading towards loneliness, which is something that everyone can see.

In the ancient alliance, the name of Nott was removed.

This former sacred 28 clan did not adapt to the arrival of the new king and became an abandoned child.

Theodore also began to understand that the burden he carried as Nott, his grandfather, could no longer bear it.

Of the ancient pure blood, only one person remained.

The inner struggle, the glory of Slytherin lingered in his mind.

He knelt down slowly, lowering his once proud head.

"I beg you, great king."

He bowed his head and said, "Please let me see my father, this will be the last time."

He understood that he wanted to cut off that family relationship.

"For the sake of getting things back for me," John raised his wand slightly, "I said, you will lose everything."

Theodore replied in a deep voice: "I don't regret it."

Putting down the wand, John nodded and said calmly, "Go to Knockturn Alley tomorrow, and someone will take you there."

He stood up and looked down at the former Slytherin.

The other party used actions to prove his loyalty, but he was not firm.

Swinging back and forth between loyalty and father, now finally made up his mind.

The wand had been in John's hands for some time, and Lippi had the ring hidden in it.

That ring is now in Patty Sr.'s pocket.

In this election, the ring will be the weapon that kills heroes.

John glanced at Theodore casually, "You can go."

"Thank you, great king." Theodore got up and stepped back.

Just as he turned around, John suddenly asked: "You are not a good person, Theodore."

Theodore stopped.

John didn't look at him, and continued: "You're not a bad person, it will make your life miserable, don't let Pansy down, that silly girl has been waiting for you."

During this time, Pansy has been looking for news about Theodore.

Ever since Theodore was sent to Poland by John to take away the things as a student, he never went back.

Pansy Parkinson did not give up. She begged her father, Mr. Parkinson, to find out with the help of the ancient alliance.

Maybe it's a love brain, and not very smart either.

But her love is not annoying.

Putting the wand on the desk, John said: "The old Nott has been eliminated, and the new Nott is in your choice."

As long as Theodore is still there, Nott will not exterminate the family.

He understood what John meant, the only way for Nott to return to his former position was himself.

Step out of the study.

Theodore murmured, "It's time to make a decision, Father."

His own father, Theodore wanted to see him one last time and told him his choice.

Wait until the next day.

Theodore went to Knockturn Alley. An employee of the Ministry of Magic was waiting for him and said with a smile, "Mr. Nott, please follow me."

They got into the Thestral wagon, and the employee flicked the reins.

The Thestral carriage flew up, and the surrounding scene quickly receded.

Theodore sat in the carriage, and he was silent until he fell down again.

During this process, he didn't say a word.

The employee walks Theodore into New Azkaban.

"Please don't get too far away from me." The employee of the Ministry of Magic is the caretaker of Azkaban.

Once Theodore leaves two meters around him, he will be locked on to attack.

The new Azkaban is a little more magical than the previous ones.

The Death Eaters and dark wizards who were locked inside locked Theodore with empty eyes when they saw someone coming in.

The Holy 28 people are also there, but there are some differences.

Among this group of people, there are two outliers.

"Norman."

Old Gore, who not only lost weight in prison, but also gained a lot of weight, greeted the employees.

His eyes fell on Theodore, and he said with surprise, "Theodore? I'm your Uncle Gore."

"Uncle Gower?" Theodore was taken aback.

Connect the fat person in front of him with the big Hanhan before.

His eyes fell on the other party's prison. Although the difference did not look that big, but if you look closely, you can see that the other party's food is not very good.

There are also entertainment facilities such as Gaobushi chessboard and magic chess.

"Are you coming to see your father?" Old Goyle rubbed his belly and smiled innocently, "You have to persuade him, he is still dreaming about the era of Voldemort."

"Okay, old Goyle," Norman shook his head helplessly, "You'll be out soon, so let yourself lose weight first."

Old Goyle was a little unconvinced: "Have you seen Crabbe, he is the fattest one."

Norman was speechless, what could be compared to this.

To be honest, he was also a little envious of these two Tie Hanhans.

Others live in Azkaban, even if they don't die, they will be skinned.

But they are not only not thin, but also fat.

The original life sentence was reduced to two years.

The two fools understood their ending, so they resolutely turned their backs on Voldemort.

They didn't waste the opportunity that their elders and youngsters had fought for. Two years were about to pass, but nothing happened.

At first the Death Eaters would yell and yell when they were brought in, but it was like going home.

As time goes by, I naturally become fatter and fatter.

Those who came in with them were either locked up to death or died directly. They went out after two years, not to mention how happy they were.

Seeing this, Theodore's heart sank. If he had looked for John directly, I am afraid that his father would not be able to go out forever.

After saying goodbye to old Goyle, they continued to go deeper.

Azkaban is divided into upper nine floors and lower nine floors.

The lower you go, the more serious the crime and the worse the environment.

A biting chill came from the bottom layer, and Theodore exhaled a breath of white air.

He saw his father, Old Knott, in limbo, like a living mummy.

With loose hair, the whole person muttered to himself.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Seeing the shock in Theodore's eyes, Norman turned and went out.

He wasn't afraid that Theodore would suddenly rob the prison or something, this place didn't even have a window.

All the light comes from that one kerosene lamp.

That's what Norman brought in.

On weekdays, there is not even a ray of light here, and the silence of death and painful groans torture the prisoners here all the time.

Those fears are magnified infinitely in the dark, and they will basically go crazy.

"Father."

Theodore approached Old Knott.

But Old Nott saw the light in his hand, and curled up in the corner as if he was afraid of being burned by the flames.

"Master will lead the pure blood to rule the world, and we will kill all Muggles." Old Nott yelled madly, "The Dark Lord will make a comeback, and everyone will die!"

"Hahaha……"

He babbled wildly and laughed wildly.

Theodore looked at his father and said to himself: "You are thinking about him even when you are crazy, and you have never thought about your child at all."

"Child? By the way, kid!" Old Nott seemed to have just seen who was coming, and he crawled out from the corner with hands and feet.

Grabbing the fence with a skeleton-like palm, he stared at Theodore and said, "My son, you need to find the master. He will never die, and he will definitely come back!"

"At that time, we will rule the world, and everyone will be our slaves!"

Theodore looked at him quietly and said, "Voldemort is dead."

"No!" Old Nott roared ferociously, "You are deceiving me!"

"He is the most powerful wizard, he is omnipotent!"

Old Nott bumped his head against the fence that couldn't be untied, roaring like a beast: "He will come back, and all those who are not loyal will have to die by then!"

"I'm here to tell you," Theodore took a deep breath, he closed his eyes and opened them again, the last thought of family affection had been cut off inside, "my king, he will conquer the world, and the old will be swallowed up.”

Taking a last look at his father, Theodore put down the lamp in his hand.

"I'll take Knott back to where it should be, in my own way."

Theodore turned to leave, this would be the last time he saw his father.

Under the faint light, Old Noto let out a chilling roar.

Walking out of the bottom floor, Theodore saw Norman looking at his watch.

"I thought you would stay longer." Norman put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Just confirm this?"

Theodore nodded and asked, "How long will he stay in there?"

"Until he dies," Norman said with a smile on his face, "maybe one year, maybe ten years, maybe 100 years."

"If it were me, I would choose to die sooner. That eternal imprisonment surpasses death."

Sometimes death is also a gift, the longer you live, the more painful it will be.

Theodore looked at the smile on Norman's face, and this person was not a good person either.

"I hope he can die within a year," Theodore put a bag of galleons in Norman's hands, "please."

"You shouldn't be looking for me, but..." He pushed the money back and put his right hand on his heart.

He bowed slightly with a smile on his face, "My king asked me to fulfill your request."

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