MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts-Chapter 841

Charlie swung his wine glass, and Ron temporarily forgot that he had to go to work tomorrow.

The family was noisy, and Mrs. Weasley stood on the stairs with a dark face.

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The new year is over.

The snow started to stop falling.

But on the lake in the park of Wizard City, the frozen lake is very popular among children.

The businessman who saw the business opportunity put the skates on the lake for sale and successfully made a small profit.

The wizard was skating there, and some people were having snowball fights.

The snowball hit his head, and he heard laughter.

In the sky, you can see the flying magic carpet passing by.

You can also ride on a broomstick and take off to play air combat mode.

A dog joins the fray, albeit without Snowball.

But the dog can plow very fast, and a wizard can turn into a snowman with just one plow at the snow.

What started out as a one-on-one situation turned into a bunch of kids chasing the dog.

The snowballs flew towards the dog, and the dog dodged nimbly, sometimes even losing its front paw.

Wait until the dog runs out of the play and runs into the bustling street.

Pedestrians on the roadside saw the dog and greeted it one after another.

The brave ones will even squat down and pet the dog’s head.

The budget-conscious merchant stopped searching and gave the best of his products to the dog.

The dog swaggered towards the center of the Wizarding City.

Under the towering magic tower, it barked twice.

The door of the magic tower opens.

Tom returns home.

The snowball on my face didn't even melt away. When I climbed up the stairs, the snow melted and fell to the ground.

Tom climbed to the top.

The owl sleeps with its eyes closed, one on the left and the other on the right.

Among them, John sat cross-legged, with the throne of the Eternal Witch King behind him.

His eyes were closed and his body was motionless.

Tom turned around and came to lie down in John's arms.

Lying in his owner's arms, Tom looked at John and saw no reaction, so he had no choice but to continue waiting.

Wait until the next day.

Tom was bored and John had no intention of waking up.

The master slept longer and longer, and Tom breathed a sigh of relief.

It got off John's arms and ran to Riddle's shelf to bark.

Riddle opened his eyes and seemed to be listening to what Tom was saying.

After listening, Riddle stared at Tom for a while and then closed it again.

This made Tom very angry. He bit the shelf with his teeth and received an electric shock on his buttocks.

It was so painful that it loosened its mouth and had to run to find Basil.

Basil raised his wings and pointed behind the pillar.

Tom ran over to where two little guys, Hector and Helmer, were wrestling.

Seeing Tom coming, Helmer took the opportunity to sneak attack Hector, causing Hector to fall and eat the mud.

Then came the sounds of barking dogs and the exchange of beeps.

They discussed when John would wake up.

The final result is that I will definitely not wake up today.

Tom ran out of the magic tower with two protoss.

Basil moved, but still did not follow.

John still had his eyes closed, and in his mind, the palace of thoughts was being turned over.

The blue planet suspended in the palace of thought rotates, and John inside it records the secret troops belonging to the Muggle country.

His pupils dilated and he quickly recorded what he saw in a notebook.

Thousands of quills were used at the same time, and the words recorded were all recorded on the bookshelf.

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"It's almost time to finish spreading the flowers"

Chapter 849 Brain Civics

This world is very mysterious.

John is in the palace of thought. He can travel everywhere with just a thought.

His palace of thought is driven by spiritual magic.

Those eyes that cover every place in the world and are as small as dust particles provide him with the foundation for everything.

The price is that he must focus here wholeheartedly.

The only carrier of the most sophisticated surveillance system in the world is John's brain.

John looked at the blue planet. He stretched out his hand and touched it gently to make the planet rotate.

As it rotates, some places on this planet are in unknown blanks.

John stared at these places, the world was far more mysterious than he knew.

"Able to isolate surveillance." He reached out and touched a blank space in New York.

There is a place inside that no dust particles can enter.

In other words, it is some kind of magic and technology that isolates these.

John's mote can even enter the national defense base, but cannot enter inside.

With a thought in his mind, the planet expanded and enveloped him.

With things falling all around him, John was in the center of New York, America.

In this most prosperous city in the world today, no one could see him as pedestrians walked around him.

He stood in the middle of the street, and the passing cars passed through his body.

"It feels really wonderful." John seemed to be a ghost now.

He was no longer seen walking, and the street scene began to pull back.

It looked like the world was being pulled along and he wasn't moving.

Then he went all the way from Queens to Manhattan, New York.

Here, he saw the blank space.

It was obviously no different from the surroundings, but he knew that there should have been a building in this place.

"Magic."

His mind extended towards the blank space, and he came into contact with a barrier.

My thoughts stopped and I didn’t move forward.

John squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to see through what was behind this barrier.

On the other side of the barrier, a black man wearing strange clothes changed his expression.

"Someone is trying to break into the temple."

He immediately prepared for battle.

And he didn't sense the presence of anyone outside at all. If it weren't for the magic warning in the temple, he wouldn't even be able to detect anyone approaching.

Who will be coming?

The minds of black people are so confused that they cannot identify themselves as outsiders.

But John only made a light contact and had no intention of forcing his way in.

"It could be a wizard, or it could be another force." John suspected which wizard was responsible for this.

But just like the anti-Apparition spell, it is understandable that some old wizards are unwilling to contact people to create this thing.

Withdrawing his thoughts, John quickly left the ground beneath his feet.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to his own thinking palace.

"The place is a bit small."

John glanced at the Hall of Thought, and as he recorded various data of this world, the Hall of Thought was quickly filled.

He opened his hands, and the coins around him expanded outward.

In the white space, it is quickly covered.

The endless palace can no longer be called a palace, John prefers to call it the Brain Civic Area.

As long as he thinks in his heart, he can change it here.

It’s just that the expanded Civic is a bit burdensome to John.

After all, he is not a **** yet. With so many data records, the magical animal sanctuary has been marked.

He also created Muggle technology in that secret laboratory.

They range from fruit juicers to submarine nuclear power plants.

The technologies that all countries hold tightly in their hands were all taken out by John using the convenience of his brain.

But with these technologies, it will take some time to understand the gap between Muggles and wizards.

He is going to hand these things over to the Alchemy Department and let them transform all of them into magic power technology in the next ten years.

There is also research on various drugs. Although magic potions have better therapeutic effects than Muggle drugs, he found that Muggles have some things that are completely different from what they can make now.

No matter what it was, John copied it all.

Even hundreds of quills in your brain have been scrapped, and they have only taken away less than one-tenth of your ocean-like knowledge.

Using his brain, John travels around the world.

His thoughts were projected in the East, then traveled to America, and then headed to Neon.

He went to all the places where secrets existed.

But even so, it is impossible to monitor them all.

"I need the throne of the Eternal Witch King."

With his own spiritual magic, John can only do this at best.

If he wants full coverage and makes himself everywhere, he can only use the Eternal Witch King Throne.

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John slowly woke up in the magic tower.

His eyes opened, and there was a flash of exhaustion inside them.

It is already dark now.