I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

On July 7, there was a knock on the door of Wick's house.

After opening the door, there was a tall woman.

Dark green robes, square glasses over a serious face.

This image, without thinking about it, is the vice-principal who loves Quidditch.

Minerva McGonagall, Hogwarts professor and head of Gryffindor.

McGonagall nodded politely, and then asked John, who had been stunned.

"Minerva McGonagall, John Wick, may I come in?"

Seeing the characters in the book for the first time, John came back with a bright smile on his face and let Professor McGonagall come in.

The Wicks, who didn't believe their son, were also stunned. They looked at each other and wondered if it was a child who hired someone to play.

The skeptical husband and wife sat on the sofa, and Professor McGonagall sat on the other side.

But this time the protagonist John has become a servant serving tea and water.

After taking his seat, Watson spoke first, "Are you that Hogwarts teacher?"

His expression and words all expressed his doubts.

McGonagall has seen countless parents like this, but she is not angry. She corrected the other party's words politely, and said, "It's Hogwarts, to be precise, it's a professor."

The couple looked at John together, and couldn't help muttering in their hearts, didn't the son lie to him?

John looked innocent, and what he said was true.

Watson didn't trust a person so easily. He changed his sitting position and leaned forward slightly. He gestured with both hands, and said in a questioning tone:

"So my son is a wizard? Will you strip dead people's nails and nail black cats to other people's doorposts?"

It is not very friendly to speak with arrogance and doubt. Even Mag frowned and said seriously:

"Mr. Wick, only dark wizards can peel off the nails of dead people. Hogwarts is a real school of magic."

"Feel sorry."

Watson also realized that what he said was a bit too much, but it is still impossible to believe it like this.

McGonagall knew that it was not easy for a Muggle family to accept a wizard, so she pulled out her wand and waved it.

The teacup Watson held turned into a mouse, which crawled up his sleeve, causing Watson to scream in horror.

It was also the first time for John to see magic, and it was an extremely high-end transfiguration technique, so he was inevitably excited.

After this battle, Watson completely believed what John said.

No matter how powerful a magician is, it is impossible to turn the cup in his hand into a mouse across a tea table.

After sending away Mag that day, Watson turned into a curious baby;

"John, turn a cup into a mouse."

"John, let the broom sweep itself."

"John, can you fly on a broomstick?"

"John..."

John was so annoyed that he finally resorted to his trump card and asked Mrs. Wick to drive Watson out of the room.

...

7 month 31 day.

John is also preparing for school.

"It should be here."

Charing Cross Road.

The dingy, cramped bar looks out of place with the big bookstores and record stores on either side.

However, it was such a conspicuous place that passers-by completely ignored it.

Muggle banishment spell.

People who have seen Harry Potter must be familiar with this place. This is the place where Harry's dream began, and it is also the only way to Diagon Alley.

This dirty and small bar also has a famous name, the Leaky Cauldron.

Before entering the bar, the beautiful Mrs. Wick expressed her concern: "John, you are still a child, can you enter the bar."

John said generously, definitely not.

After all, it is hard to like such an environment to be honest.

After entering the Leaky Cauldron, the smell of sweat combined with the smell of sour beer produced a weird smell, which made the family of three frown.

I thought the outside was sloppy enough, but the inside was even scarier.

John was even a little curious about how these wizards tolerated such a smell, especially a guy with a scarf on his head.

There is a taste of 100 in it, and that person contributed at least 60.

The boss who was already bald came out of the bar and knew what was going on when he saw the family of three dressed up.

"Come on, you guys will at least save me a few Knuts by staying here."

The boss, who regards money as his life, moved out of the way of the bar angrily. His words were dissatisfaction with the three of them, which made Mrs. Wick feel that the wizard was really rude.

Led by the boss, the family of three came to the entrance of Diagon Alley.

The owner of the Leaky Cauldron demonstrates how to use the entrance, "Count three pieces on top of the trash can, and count two pieces horizontally."

As he knocked on the wall, the wall that originally had no door separated, revealing a path that belonged to the magical world.

"This is, magic..."

John was shocked, as if the scene of two worlds appeared before his eyes.

Even if I recall it in the future, it will still be so fresh in my memory.

"Sorry, excuse me." A rough voice sounded from behind.

The huge figure looked at least three meters high.

The oversized moleskin coat exudes an unidentifiable smell of beasts or the smell of not taking a bath for too long.

Next to the giant, a small boy is like a thin person caused by years of malnutrition.

The baggy clothes make him look thinner, and he wears a pair of round glasses on his face, with those beautiful green eyes under the lenses.

Seeing the lightning-shaped scar under the opponent's hair, John immediately recognized the identity of the little boy.

In the previous life, he was someone who had watched Harry Potter anyway. Although more than ten years had passed, it would be strange if such a distinctive combination could not be recognized.

The boy who survived.

"Hagrid and Harry."

John murmured, and his parents were already speechless in surprise.

Turning a cup into a mouse was amazing enough, but Hagrid's height, which was obviously not human, still frightened the two of them.

Seeing the large and small groups getting further and further away, John also took his heart back.

Although he really wanted to get close to the two of them, it was obviously not a good time.

He still has a lot of things to buy, but he needs to go to Gringotts to exchange them before buying.

Skip the confusing exchange rate at Gringotts.

The income of the Wick family is not low.

Watson Wick is the manager of a business, and Mrs. Wick runs a beauty shop.

A total of 2000 pounds was spent in exchange for 400 gold Galleons.

John recalled the goblin's greedy and cunning expression on the counter, and always felt that he had been cheated.

In any case, this shopping has a principal.

John ignored Watson's thoughts beside him, he wanted to collect the Galleon to show off to his friends.

The family wandered around Diagon Alley, saw the dragon liver, and the foodie gene of Datianchao was ready to move, and there was an urge to buy it and taste it.

But for the Wicks, it was a bunch of bloody livers to avoid.

...

Lihen Bookstore.

Watson's cheap hand almost had his fingers bitten off by "The Book of Monsters".

John bought all the books according to the book list, and also bought several books about the wizarding world. Among them, the thick "Hogwarts: A School History" made him look away with difficulty.

...

Madam Mojin's gown store.

Madam Malkin was a dumpy witch with an infectious laugh.

She is very satisfied with John, the child is a born hanger, every piece of clothing fits him well.

After he was gone, Harry came here and saw the spoiled kid Malfoy.

...

Crucible store.

John tried hard to persuade Watson not to buy an automatic stirring pot and put it back in his collection, which would make a mess in the house.

But Watson felt that this thing might be used as a stew pot. When he heard that it was going to be put in the kitchen, Mrs. Wick strongly suppressed it, and finally made Watson dismiss the idea.

...

pharmacy.

The family looked at the weird things soaked in the liquid in the jar, and Mrs. Wick was so frightened that she covered her baby son's eyes.

Watson looked nauseous but couldn't vomit, feeling that the bacon he had eaten for breakfast was wriggling out of his stomach.

The last family left the pharmacy as if they were running away.

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