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Chapter 320 The Wizengamot and Sir Merlin

The Wizengamot and Sir Merlin basically have the same composition.

If you become Sir Merlin, there is a high probability that you will be drawn into a member of the Wizengamot.

The Wizengamot may not be a member of the Order of Merlin, but a member of the Order of Merlin must be a Wizengamot.

The Wizengamot is the organization mainly responsible for awarding the Order of Merlin.

This organization is similar to a court in the wizarding world and is occasionally used for academic exchanges.

This was the situation John was facing now, and he stood there calmly.

At a glance, there were about a dozen Wizengamot members.

The difference is that they put on medals.

He saw an 'acquaintance'. When Harry was interrogated last time, those people supported Harry's defense of innocence.

The eldest was a woman, Gsilda Marchbain, a woman with extensive educational qualifications.

If there are no accidents, this year's O.W.L. exam will also be administered by this old woman.

Not only the current examiner, but also the future examiner.

John nodded slightly towards everyone. He did not sit down, but raised his eyebrows and asked: "What questions do you need me to answer now?"

His words revealed some arrogance, which made some people frown in displeasure.

"Half a year ago, Mr. Alex Belby was going to publish an article."

A man with a beard commonly seen in movies and TV series Ah San said: "We have several questions about that article, which we need to answer by asking the original author."

He was still polite and didn't directly say that John was messing with that paper.

John chuckled and said, "I'm happy to answer your questions."

After the words fell, a middle-aged man who wrapped himself like a rice dumpling spoke first, "In this article, I mentioned about the cracking of the blood magic curse and the refining of the blood magic potion. About the blood magic potion..."

The man talked a lot. He was a potion master. He was wrapped like a rice dumpling because he was covered with scabies.

The bearded man who spoke became angry and shouted: "Belmus, stop talking nonsense and get to the point!"

Belmus shrank his neck, looking very funny, and muttered a few words and said: "Okay, I know, I want to ask about the refining of the blood demon potion and its inspiration."

After asking, everyone looked at John.

John smiled and said: "I need to admit one thing. For the credit for the blood demon potion, Damo Alex was the producer of the original version."

Bellmus and the people next to him whispered to each other. They thought John had given up.

"But," John changed the subject and said unhurriedly, "I have made some suggestions for subsequent improvements."

"At first, the birth of the Blood Demon Potion was just the interest of the two of us. You must admit that breaking those seemingly unsolvable curses gives people a sense of accomplishment."

John said, pacing back and forth in the venue.

From the initial conception of the Blood Demon Potion, to the improvement of the Wolfsbane Potion, to the changes John added to it later.

Everyone's expressions changed from contempt at the beginning to seriousness later.

After knowing that the original version was just an improved version of the Wolfsbane potion, even Marchban, an old man who had proctored Dumbledore's exams, couldn't help but look dull.

They all looked at the paper in their hands, which was copied using a copy spell.

They are all big guys in one field. They can see that the only similarity between this thing and Wolfsbane Potion is that it has the same author.

This is not a small suggestion, I almost made it again.

After John finished talking about the preparation of the blood magic potion, he looked at them again.

Belmus's eyes were frighteningly bright, and he shouted to the bearded wizard: "Let me tell you, Basba, he is a genius."

He is a member of the Potion Masters Alliance, and like Damo Alex, he has corresponded with John.

He was also the one who most believed that this magical Hogwarts student was not adulterated. The bearded Basba yelled angrily: "Shut up."

Basba's expression when he looked at John changed, and he asked seriously: "We have never had any real case regarding the three levels required to break the blood curse: finding, cracking, and repairing."

"With all due respect," John smiled appropriately, "We have a substantial case."

"Um?"

They started to commotion, Basba was no longer calm, and his voice was a little out of tune, "You mean, you cured one?"

"Precisely," John nodded slowly, "Yes."

Now let alone Basba, the centenarian man Machibandu shouted: "We need witnesses."

"sure."

John was actually reluctant to let Nagini appear in such a scene, but Damo Alex wrote a letter to Nagini behind his back.

After Nagini found out, she volunteered to attend this place.

As the words fell, a woman in a wheelchair slowly came in from the outside.

That young appearance makes some people uneasy.

Nagini.

Damo Alex tidied up his clothes and walked out calmly.

He said to those people, "I think it's time for me to come out."

Among them, some people asked Nagini questions from time to time, and Nagini answered them calmly.

Finally, they checked and came to a surprising conclusion.

This woman was once a blood curse patient and was cured.

The facts are before us, so many words are just embellishments.

The eyes they looked at John changed from disbelief at first, to shock, and then to horror.

a student.

He is not only the leader of Dharma Alex, but also the astonishing healer.

Such wisdom, such strength.

Everyone looked at him with recognition and admiration.

As for the previous somewhat arrogant behavior...

A genius must always be a little arrogant.

Should young people still be called young people if they are not full of energy?

"John Wick."

The bearded Basba stood up, and the others followed suit.

Basba said with respect in his tone, "Your discovery has solved an impossible problem for the magical world."

"Mr. Wick, I can assure you that you will be recognized with the Order of Merlin."

After saying that, Basba bowed his head to show respect, and the others also bowed their heads.

Marchiban muttered: "The new star of Hogwarts is so dazzling and brilliant."

Having been proctoring O.W.L. exams all their lives, March Class is particularly looking forward to this year’s exam.

She hopes to see someone even more evil than Dumbledore.

After today, John Wick's name will be everywhere.

Rather than being limited to Hogwarts.

The only pity is that the audience for Blood Demon Potion is destined not to be as wide as Wolfsbane Potion.

The curse of the Blood Curse is not that widespread.

But even so, it is enough to obtain a second-level medal.

More importantly, this young man, he is so young.

He will be the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history.

The time for the conferment of honors was set faster than the last time for Daruma Alex.

Because the audience for the blood magic potion is too small, and also because the review took half a year.

John checked Nagini's recovery status.

"You have until March to get back to normal."

"You should take care of yourself at the branch first." John checked her and she was recovering well.

Nagini smiled and said: "If my appearance can get you the Order of Merlin, I think it is worth it."

John glanced at Damo Alex. The old man was wielding his cane coquettishly.

"The Order of Merlin is not comparable to you," John shook his head and said helplessly, "That madman Voldemort is staring at you."

"He thought I was dead," Nagini winked playfully and said, "He probably thought you killed me."

John destroyed the fragment of Voldemort in Nagini's body. In Voldemort's view, this situation would not happen unless Nagini died.

So the Death Eaters who broke into the branch didn't know Nagini's identity.

"We can't guarantee whether he will have other methods." Having seen Voldemort come back from the dead, John was also wary of Voldemort's endless methods.

Pushing Nagini to the hall of the Ministry of Magic, Johnson stopped John and said warily: "Student, you should go back to school."

Nagini tugged on John's clothes, asked him to lean in with his ear, and said slyly: "Johnson is your admirer. It would be interesting to know your identity."

While recuperating abroad, the gentle eldest sister Nagini also became lively.

John shrugged. It would be really interesting for such a strong man with an iron tower to know that the person he admired was a student.

Johnson pushed Nagini away, not forgetting to be wary of his surroundings on the way.

Anyone whose eyes stayed on Nagini for more than three seconds would be glared at by him.

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Chapter 321 Sirius and Snape

The last day of vacation has arrived.

Harry, who stayed at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, couldn't be happier.

Apart from the dream that bothered him, there was another reason.

In Harry and Ron's bedroom, the two of them were playing wizard chess.

Ginny and Crookshanks were watching.

They watched Harry's car fighting fiercely with Ron's pawns, and Harry was excitedly pumping gas into the car.

"Harry, dear," Mrs. Weasley stuck her head in the door and called to Harry, "will you come to the kitchen for a moment?"

"Professor Snape has something to tell you."

Harry, who was still happy at first, seemed to have been poured cold water on him. He felt at a loss, as if he didn't understand.

"Professor Snape is in the kitchen. He wants to talk to you." Mrs. Weasley repeated.

Harry opened his mouth wide in horror and looked at several other people, who all stared at Harry in shock.

"Snape?" Harry was confused.

He didn't know what Snape could do to him, but Mrs. Weasley urged her and left.

"Why is he looking for you?" Ron was uneasy. Even though he was in the Order of the Phoenix, he was still afraid of the old bat. "You didn't do anything, did you?"

"No!" Harry said angrily, what did he do?

He tried desperately to remember what he might have done, and what kind of big event would have brought Snape to Grimmauld Place.

Is it because he got a 'T' in his last potion assignment?

In the process of reminiscing, he walked outside the kitchen.