MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts-Chapter 42

This is what Damo Alex cares about most. Hearing this, he burst into laughter.

John patted Shelby's arm. There was no doubt that these sharp nails could easily tear open the throat.

"Shelby, maybe we can become friends. Thank you for your dedication to the Wolfsbane Potion."

"it's my honour."

Shelby has been discriminated against since he was bitten, and his former colleagues have also shunned him.

In desperation, he chose to become an experimental subject. Although he did not fully recover, it was an excellent result to preserve his sanity.

He was grateful to the two people who developed the potion, especially John.

In John's eyes, he did not see charity and contempt like Damo Alex, as if he was treating a monster, but he truly treated patients seriously and treated a person as an equal.

He has experienced countless cold looks in a year. Sometimes a simple greeting can make a person die for you.

Especially when John watched him turn into a werewolf, but he still dared to come up and hug him instead of pointing his wand at himself.

The full moon continued, and the two continued to observe Shelby.

Until the moon disappeared in the sky, Shelby began to recover from the werewolf state and gradually returned to his original appearance.

"Succeeded."

Shelby did not behave irrationally throughout the night, which also declared the success of the Wolfsbane Potion.

John clenched his fists, and Damo Alex took off his clothes and ran naked around the manor to celebrate.

After bringing some clothes to Shelby, John stretched out his hand to Shelby and said with a smile: "Are you interested in finding a job for yourself, 100 Galleons per month?"

John needs to find a reliable bodyguard for his store in Knockturn Alley, and Shelby happens to be a very good candidate.

The gray-blue eyes with deep eye sockets and sunken cheeks gave people a wolf-like feeling. Under his gaze, a sense of pressure that seemed to be scrutinizing arose spontaneously.

This is related to Shelby's previous occupation, he was an Auror.

When he was bitten by a werewolf while performing a mission, he lost his job and became homeless. The drastic changes in his life made this Auror become haggard.

Hearing John's words, Shelby was a little surprised.

"I hope to get this job."

Although the salary of this job is not as high as that of an Auror, it is a high salary for a werewolf.

He was even more convinced that John was the ‘boss’ and did not look down upon him because of his age.

John stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "John Wick, but I hope you will call me Johnny Silverhand when you get to the store. It seems that the guy in the store is a thief. You can keep an eye on him by the way."

Shelby shook the hand, a smile appeared on his gloomy face, "Tommy Shelby, I think that's what I'm good at."

The two of them cooperated happily. Alex, the other side's Damo, also cooperated happily with John after he came back from streaking.

Although he wanted to take all the credit, John's contribution here was too great.

In response, John shook his head and refused. He showed a smile and said: "Dharma Alex, developed by one person, can highlight the hardships and legends. Two people may get two second-level medals, but one person can get one level medal.”

Damo Alex was moved. Who can refuse a first-class medal?

He looked at John, wanting to know the terms.

"I want the exclusive rights to Wolfsbane Potion. In return, I am willing to give you a 50% share."

In exchange for allowing Damo Alex to enjoy exclusive glory, John wanted to develop and expand his store with the help of Wolfsbane Potion.

Alex Bodhidharma refused. He had no desire for money, and he would never be able to spend all his money in a few lifetimes. "There is no need to split the money. You know the formula for the Wolfsbane potion, and I will give it all to you."

This makes John even more happy. He must be a potion master. Although the money is not much in a short time, the follow-up will definitely be considerable.

Unexpectedly, Damo and Alex didn't care, which made John really envious.

In the end, the two reached an agreement, and John obtained the exclusive rights to Wolfsbane Potion, while Damo Alex obtained the glory of research and development.

With John's intervention, this wolfsbane potion will be much stronger.

It can be said to be the gospel of werewolves.

Chapter 50 Dobby and Hitting the Wall

A powerful bodyguard was sent to Johnny Silverhand's shop in Knockturn Alley. Mundungus didn't know the identity of the airborne Donmy Shelby, but judging from his respectful attitude towards Johnny Silverhand From the looks of it, he's probably a confidant.

This made Mundungos, who was originally a little arrogant and complacent, suddenly poured cold water on him. He thought he was the indispensable one.

Now it seems that he is just a ponyboy of Johnny, and for some reason, he feels afraid of this Shelby.

It was as if he was stealing something and was spotted by a passing Auror.

With such a guy under surveillance, he had to stay alert.

It's really too bad.

As a new employee, Donmie Shelby's salary is 100 Galleons per month, plus John will supply him with wolfsbane potion every month.

He also met a lot of werewolves during his year of wandering. John decided to let Tang Mi recruit other werewolves when the store was bigger.

If you can hang out with former Aurors, your character will not be too bad. John knows this very well.

Johnny Silverhand's shop opened a few days ago. Although the business is not very good, it is not a problem to earn 200 galleons a day.

When more people know about this place over time, this business will only get bigger and bigger.

Especially after the first-level Damo Alex Medal is issued, the reputation of his wolfsbane potion will be spread, allowing more werewolves to buy it.

An ordinary wolfsbane potion costs 30 galleons, which allows you to suppress your bloodlust when you turn into a werewolf.

Excellent Wolfsbane Potion costs 80 galleons. It allows you to recognize your relatives and stay in one place when you turn into a werewolf.

The top-level wolfsbane potion sells for 150 galleons. Why can't you use magic because you just changed into a different appearance? Your consciousness still belongs to you.

The three wolfsbane potions not only meet the minimum needs of werewolves, but also can help werewolves get rid of the status quo of being discriminated against.

The top-level ones are the most time-consuming, and it is very troublesome to refine them so that they can be completely preserved and remain the same as before the transformation.

This is what John provided to Shelby, and Shelby was willing to die for him.

…

The start of school is getting closer.

Harry living at the Burrow made John a loner.

Now he is not only counting the golden Galleons but also giving away the golden Galleons.

There is never enough money to spend. Alchemy is too expensive.

But the progress was very smooth. He carved a second rune for Ironwick's sword and made a magic circuit for Ironwick.

As long as the circuit is activated, the magic on the sword can be used without using John's magic.

Of course, the magic generated by these circuits takes time to re-accumulate after being released, so it is of little use except to deal with emergencies.

John was practicing magic that day, but the transfiguration technique had never been upgraded, which gave John the urge to use any point to ascend.

"Should I read more books on transfiguration?"

He had been craving for the dragon form for a long time. He estimated that it wouldn't be possible until level four, so he had to put it down first.

"Someone broke in?"

John frowned. He had set up sensory magic props in the basement, which would give him an early warning if someone broke in.

Pointing the wand at a corner of the basement, John said coldly: "Do you think I can't find you?"

A pair of protruding green eyes as big as tennis balls, and two bat-like ears drooping back.

John took action decisively, using a transformation spell to turn the desk in the corner into a strip of cloth to wrap up what appeared.

"House elf?"

After it was done, John was stunned.

"Ah!" screamed the house elf, "Dobby comes to meet John Wick, a friend of Harry Potter."

Dobby tried to break free, but the cloth wrapped tightly around him, strangling him until his screams became quieter.

"Dobby? The house elf?"

John remembered Harry's complaint and said in a deep voice, "Who sent you here? Do you want to know Harry's whereabouts through me?"

"No, no, Dobby wants John Wick to protect Harry Potter."

After saying this, Dobby realized that he had almost said something bad about his master. He wanted to punish himself, but he was tied tightly.

He had no choice but to bang the back of his head against the wall, cursing to himself: "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

"Stop!"

John had a headache, so he had to control the cloth and tie up Dobby's head.

Without putting down the wand in his hand, John approached Dobby, his face became solemn, and asked: "You said Harry would be in danger, why did you know?"

When he asked this question, John saw Dobby's face full of fear, wanting to harm himself but unable to do so.

He had a headache. These house elves were overreacting, so he had to change his question: "What danger do you mean?"

"Conspiracy, a dangerous and terrible conspiracy, the most terrifying things will happen in Hogwarts!"

Dobby screamed, and John lifted the magic, causing Dobby to fall to the ground with a thud.

"Then why did you ask me to protect Harry again?" Putting down the wand, John stared closely at the house elf who broke into the house.

Dobby sniffled and said, "Dobby heard that John Wick was a powerful wizard and he protected Harry Potter."

"Uh... I admit that I did it to protect Harry. A powerful wizard is going too far."

The corner of John's mouth twitched slightly. Who spread this rumor? He was just a rookie with level three magic power.

Glancing at Dobby, he said helplessly: "If you really want to protect Harry, you should tell me the name of the master of the conspiracy."

As long as there is a name and it is about Harry as the savior, John can write to Dumbledore.

With the White Devil here, he didn't believe anyone could hurt Harry.

"Dobby can't say, bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

Dobby started mutilating himself again, and John had to tie him up again.

He couldn't completely believe Dobby's words. If Harry was really in danger, he would still help.

"I will investigate this conspiracy, provided it is true."

Dobby was extremely grateful, and John waved his hand.

At the same time his eyes fell on Dobby, who looked pitiful and funny in his old pillowcase.

"I have some old clothes. If you don't like them, you can wear them."

John's words made Dobby scream, "Dobby is so grateful to John Wick. He is as respectable as Harry Potter. Only when the master of house elves gives them clothes can they be free."

He couldn't accept John's kindness, but he raised John to the same height as the savior Harry, well, maybe a little shorter.

Dobby snapped his fingers and disappeared with a pop.

"Able to cast spells without a wand."

Staring at the spot where Dobby had left, where John had cast the spell and Dobby had moved in and out freely.

It seems that the protection mechanism I have established is not enough.

He decided to make more looking glasses to prevent similar things from happening.

Time passed day by day, and when Johnny Silverhand's shop stabilized, it was time for John to go to school.

September 1st.

Watson took his children into King's Cross Station early, and this time he specifically hit the nine and three-quarter platform pillar.

The result is also obvious, he is not a wizard.

At least before he got a big bump on his head, he thought that maybe Hogwarts had just forgotten to send him a notice when he was a child.

Mrs. Wick was entertaining customers at the beauty shop, and John could only watch his father hitting the wall with disgust.

"Okay dad, it's time for me to leave."