MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts-Chapter 830

A woman is taught by her barbaric father to become a killing machine.

But the civilized father was the first to abandon the daughter he had taught.

"Your father did not exile you," John sighed, "but the savage self you once were."

The woman raised her head and looked at John with a strange look in her eyes, "Do you really think so?"

"certainly."

John nodded and said, "I am also a king, so I know these things."

"Are you a king?" the woman asked unexpectedly, "What kind of king are you?"

"Wizard King," John smiled, "I will be very happy if you call me the Wizard King."

"You are very bold, talking to me like this." The woman looked at John steadily, "Are you also exiled?"

"Not really," John shook his head, "I walked here voluntarily."

"It's an adventure, so I'll tell you this."

For an exile, John saw the journey as an adventure.

So he talked a lot.

About my experience in the magical world.

Adventures when I was young, adventures as an adult, and adventures now.

"You are also a king, you should conquer." After hearing John stop destroying that country, the woman said contemptuously, "Use your power to conquer that world."

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that Slytherin is selfish." John didn't care about the woman's tone and said casually, "After the destruction, wizards have no ability to control those places."

"As a king, you have to think more, don't you?"

His words made the woman think deeply.

As the king's executioner in the past, she was destined to use killing as her method of action.

But John told her how to deal with things as a king.

"You want me to sympathize with my father?" The woman's eyes were cold, asking herself to forgive the old man?

"No, that's not being a king, it's being a fool."

John shook his head decisively. He was not a person with a Holy Mother's heart.

"Your father can banish you, but does he treat you as a daughter instead of a tool?"

Not only was he not sympathetic to the woman's father's behavior, but he was disgusted with it.

The father taught his daughter the skill of killing and instilled the concept of conquest, but he changed his mind later and betrayed the woman who fought for him.

As a king, he gave up the men he trained.

As a father, what he did was banish his daughter and reprimand women for their cruelty.

That person, who is the culprit who ignores all this.

And women are just the perfect executioners who grow up under his expectation.

Is the woman wrong?

She responded well to her father and her king. The person who changed was not her, but her father.

"He sees you as an uncontrollable weapon," John grinned. "If you choose revenge, I will only clap my hands."

The woman also smiled, and the look she looked at John was neither murderous nor cold.

"You are a nice guy, and as a friend, I am very likeable, boy." The woman extended her hand to John, "What do you think?"

"I think that's a good title, friend."

John shook hands with him and said with a smile: "I hope we can meet again in the future."

The woman raised her chin slightly, showing her pride as the king's daughter.

As the Witch King, John also responded with pride.

Arrogant people always attract each other.

Although it is just the first meeting, two people can become very good friends.

Maybe many years later, John will still have a living friend.

​This is very good.

​Isn’t it?

But being called a boy always feels weird.

"John Wick," John said, "you can call me John."

"Your name is ordinary." The woman said.

John said helplessly: "But this name is very good."

"I have many names, but this is the name that only my friends call me."

The woman laughed, and said extremely arrogantly: "When I get out of this place and become a king, I will come to find you, John."

"When I finish my long sitting, we will meet again."

John felt that the fog was getting closer. He had stayed in this world for too long.

Death begins to drive away the living.

"Maybe you should let me hear how loud your name is." After John finished speaking, his body was swallowed by the mist.

Similar to the feeling of being expelled last time, John felt that his body was being repelled by a strange force.

The woman's voice came vaguely.

"Hela, call my name, my friend, John."

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Chapter 839 The Girl on the Magic Tower

John returns to the Death Hall.

There was a push behind him, like a hand pushing him out of the arch.

After staggering two steps, John looked back at the door helplessly.

"Did you agree to allow me to stay?"

He felt that the world of death was like a girl, who would change her face at any time.

They were living in harmony just now, but they turned around and kicked people out.

Arrange your clothes and change the black cloak back to transparent color in the world of death.

This is probably because the two worlds are different.

Taking off the invisibility cloak, John put it in his chest pocket.

Although there is nothing gained from this trip, it is also a good thing to make a new friend.

"This snow will last for a long time."

He left the Ministry of Magic and walked slowly on the streets of London.

The snow fell so deeply that people couldn't help but speed up their pace.

The heavy snow made cars drive cautiously.

Under the snow-white world, bustling London also becomes beautiful.

John walked to a coffee shop. The warm coffee was very popular among this group of British gentlemen.

Having a cup like this in winter, even the slight bitter taste is enough to make people happy.

It's a pity that John can't taste it.

He stopped in front of the coffee shop for a while, but did not go in after all.

Desserts on the street beckoned to him, and an Oriental restaurant that popped into his eyes seduce his taste buds like a coquettish show.

Faced with these temptations, John chose to pass by.

He spent a day sightseeing in London.

Today is Christmas Eve, and I think Christmas activities have already begun.

Tang Mi will probably arrange a wish-making event. I hope a more reliable person will make the wish this time.

The wish made by Xenophilius Lovegood last year, and some teapots floating in the sky of Knockturn Alley and Diagon Alley.

This year’s Christmas, let’s spend it at home.

John misses his parents and sister.

Speaking of which, I should prepare Christmas gifts for my family.

As the 'youngest' Ariana will receive many gifts this year.

Uncle complained that Ariana had never received any gifts, and hoped that they would not get those strange things this year.

A man is on the street, the sun goes down.

John came to an alley.

He heard a familiar voice inside.

"Amiya, it's time to go to bed."

"I know, Aunt Jula, wait until I beat Dad."

Gauss's voice sounded, "Haha, then prepare yourself to not be able to sleep."

This wanted criminal who was greedy for money took off all disguises in front of his daughter.

He is a father, and money is like something external to him at this moment.

Wang Zhongshi’s subordinate once chose to accompany his Muggle daughter.

Happy laughter came from the room with warm-colored lights.

His retirement life has nothing to do with magic.

John should probably say hello, but he didn't want to disturb the family's life.

The tinkling Christmas songs have begun to ring in the streets.

The cheerful atmosphere fills the city with a happy atmosphere.

John stepped away.

He went to King's Cross station.

Enter platform nine and a quarter.

This usually bustling platform is particularly deserted at this time.

He was the only one waiting at the platform.

A breath of white breath came out of his mouth.

John is waiting for the train to arrive.

The Albatross pulled into the platform to greet the lonely traveler.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard the Albatross."

A mechanical female voice sounded, and the car door opened.

John walked inside and found a seat by the window to sit down.

There were only a few people in the car.

They all seemed to be lonely people, with no one sitting together.

In a long train, they are distributed in different carriages.