I wield a sword at Hogwarts

The king's blood flows, the blood of old friends boils, magic lingers in the Holy Grail, and the stars silently chant blessing spells.

Daphne took off the Ravenclaw diadem and John tapped it with his wand.

The silver-white pure soul flew out from the crown.

Following John's whisper, those souls turned into silver threads, pulling out the souls existing in the Holy Grail.

"Come back, Heinrich."

John's body is connected to everyone's thoughts, and they turn into strength and connection, tightly binding the Star Club.

Before dawn, inject the power of longing into the blood, and use longing to inject the soul into the blood.

It's an ancient magic, as emotionally powerful as love.

Forged into a gem with blood, soul, and thoughts.

"The soul is back."

Light bloomed from the gem and was put into Heinrich's body by John.

The golden liquid is reshaping the cursed body, and the flowing sands of time make everything flow backwards.

Everyone was staring at the body.

The golden flame ignites the body, and in the eternal flames, the soul and body are reunited.

The body keeps shrinking, returning to that of a newborn baby.

The naked body is wrapped in golden liquid.

The baby suddenly opened its mouth.

The sun rises from the sky.

A baby's cry breaks the dark night before dawn.

The dark golden eyes opened, and there was confusion on the baby's face.

Everyone stared at the baby in shock.

Malfoy said dumbfounded: "Is he going to grow up from a child? Which of us will be his father?"

Daphne heard Malfoy's words and slapped Malfoy on the head.

Even John couldn't help but glare at Malfoy. Are he the kind of person who lets Heinrich grow up from a baby?

He said speechlessly: "This is because of time."

Raising his left hand, a golden magic circle appeared in the palm of his hand.

John stared at the baby and said, "Good morning, my deputy."

With the flow of golden time, under the eyes of everyone.

Babies grow rapidly, from infants to children, then to teenagers, and finally settle at the age of sixteen.

This was Heinrich's original age. Two years later, he returned to where he started.

Those dark golden eyes reflected the dawn sunlight.

"Welcome back, Heinrich."

John reached out towards Heinrich.

Heinrich seemed to still have some vague memories, and instinctively touched that hand.

His body was covered with a layer of clothing.

After being pulled up, Heinrich's expression gradually recovered.

Looking at the man standing under the new dawn, a smile appeared on his face and his palms were strong.

That's the feeling of catching the light.

"I'm back, my king."

Familiar voices, familiar people.

He's really back.

Heinrich Edgar.

That light chaser.

Everyone who witnessed this scene saw a miracle beyond magic.

And that Holy Grail...

John glanced at the crowd and raised his wand.

"Reducto"

A charged white light hit the Holy Grail.

The Holy Grail, which originally bloomed with sanctity, now trembles and emits dazzling white light.

The next second.

The Holy Grail dimmed and fell from the sky.

The magic stone inside turned into dust.

John casually used magic to pick up Hufflepuff's golden cup.

"This thing is no longer useful, but it is a commemorative collection."

Throwing Hufflepuff's gold cup to the lost Harry, John said casually: "Just treat it as a display that I personally donated to the school."

Harry took the gold cup, feeling no joy in his heart.

Because Dumbledore was going to die, the old man was at the end of his rope.

In contrast to the joy of the Star Club, the Phoenix Club is about to usher in the final chapter of the old Phoenix.

John walked towards Old Barty and said with a smile: "I believe you will be the most successful Minister of Magic in a hundred years."

Old Barty glanced at the Hufflepuff Gold Cup in Harry's hand, sighed and said, "You are really smart, showing a miracle in front of everyone, but then forcefully withdrawing that miracle."

Destroying the Holy Grail in public would leave no one with a thought.

Something that can bring the dead back to life is more real than the Resurrection Stone.

Everyone saw Heinrich's resurrection.

After today, the Holy Grail will be something the world seeks.

John, who holds the Holy Grail, will naturally become the target of public criticism.

But John directly destroyed the Holy Grail with his backhand, just to tell everyone not to be delusional.

The Holy Grail is destroyed and this battle is over.

…

The new headmaster of Durmstrang, Ludwig Edgar.

Ludwig was tired after a long day. He took this position because of the opinions of many school directors and the will of others.

Edgar the Ancient, the king's deputy.

Whether it's the reappearance of Grindelwald or the development of Voldemort.

This family was pushed to the forefront and re-entered the public eye.

It's a tiring thing.

The Ministry of Magic has been keeping tabs on him, believing he may have connections to the Dark Lord.

Such surveillance is full of malice and bias.

Only at home could Ludwig finally relax.

He walked through a room and stopped where he should have continued.

The housekeeper almost bumped into him behind him and raised his head in confusion.

But Ludwig, who was the principal of Durmstrang and Edgar's parent, was staring in one direction at the moment.

The housekeeper knew this room, it was Edgar's room, and the walls were painted with pictures belonging to each Edgar.

These pictures are basically tinged with a haze.

There is only one, and that is the portrait of Ludwig, without haze.

Where once three paintings were kept alive, now only one remains, much to the housekeeper's heart.

Ludwig had never been inside since Heinrich's death.

But this time, he walked into the room for the first time.

The housekeeper hesitated to speak, but saw Ludwig stop in front of a painting.

Looking at the rejuvenated portrait, Ludwig, who had always remained calm despite the collapse of the mountain, showed his composure for the first time.

"You...are back." Ludwig's voice was choked as he stroked the young painting with his trembling hand.

The butler stared blankly at the portrait.

Heinrich Edgar.

In the portrait, he has a bright smile.

There was a light lighting up around me.

The light that Edgar had been searching for finally shone into Edgar's room.

…

"Misunderstand! Minister Crouch went to the battlefield in person and wiped out Voldemort's gang in one fell swoop! 》

"Barty Crouch's approval rating skyrocketed and he became the greatest Minister of Magic in a century"

"In an exciting game, Hogwarts is invaded and the Ministry of Magic reveals its true colors"

"Shock! Voldemort actually..."

"The Death of Voldemort Ends the Panic"

"John Wick, who is he?" 》

"Holy Grail, Resurrection of the Dead"

"The Iron Laws of the Magical World Are Broken"

"Johnny Silverhand Commits Felony and Disappears in Neon"

"Destruction of the Magic House, Johnny Silverhand's cruelty is outrageous"

"The Neon Wizard Sues Johnny Silverhand..."

Newspapers kept coming in spurts.

As John said, Old Barty has become the greatest Minister of Magic with the highest approval rating in the past century.

The stupidity in front of him was just a big chess game. He paralyzed Voldemort and made him fall into the trap of the Ministry of Magic.

On the last day of Hogwarts, countless reporters wanted to interview him.

Outside the dilapidated castle gate, Filch cursed and kicked people out.

The strangest thing about this earth-shattering battle was that the death rate at Hogwarts was actually zero.

It's incredible.

Especially the student involved, a Hufflepuff student who was eaten by the vampire bird. He was dug out.

He was only unconscious in the stomach of the vampire demon bird.

There seems to be a force protecting Hogwarts.

As for the source of this power, Dumbledore had some guesses.

"Is that you, John?"

The only one who can do this is John, to be precise, it is John's Holy Grail.

That Holy Grail encompasses the entirety of Hogwarts.