I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

Traveling through the world of Harry Potter, he successfully activated the strongest exorcist system before entering school.

As long as you complete the exorcism, you will be rewarded with a treasure chest corresponding to the level of the evil spirit, and you will get double the reward if you capture the demon alive.

As a result, Hogwarts, which was already uneasy, became even more chaotic.

Voldemort: Asshole, isn’t there only one basilisk in Slytherin’s Chamber of Secrets? What’s the matter with this terrifying hell demon? !

Dumbledore: Mr. Constantine, could you please explain why there are so many demons in Hogwarts?

Hermione: To hell with that damn school rule! I, Granger, want to be an exorcist!

Snape: I’m warning you, Mr. Constantine! Don’t let that damned succubus turn into Lily again!

When the Death Eaters racked their brains and finally resurrected Voldemort.

After his resurrection, Voldemort looked at Constantine holding the Satan bargaining contract with a look of pain on his face.

“Mr. Constantine, to be fair, I, Tom Riddle, am at least very qualified to be your exorcism tool, right?”

I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts
Chapter 1: Privet Drive Paranormal Events
“4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, that should be it…but why do I feel like this place is familiar?”
The drizzle of rain fell on the pitch-black raincoat.
A pair of brown leather boots stained with mud stopped in front of a gloomy English-style building.
John murmured to himself and wanted to look around.
At this time, a middle-aged woman who seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time suddenly rushed over in the rain after seeing him appear.
“Mr. Constantine? You must be Mr. Constantine?”
The woman’s voice was urgent.
A pair of dark eye bags and clear bloodshot in the eyeballs all indicate the collapse of the person in front of him.
“Yes, Mrs. Lawrence.”
After hearing John’s reply, the woman’s face showed some distrust towards the young man in front of her.
but.
The current situation at home can only be solved by the person in front of me.
“Hurry, please, Mr. Constantine, you must save my child, he… wuwuwu.”
Mrs. Lawrence dragged John and walked quickly into her house.
He anxiously tried to explain the current situation, but in the end, he broke down and burst into tears.
John was no longer surprised by this.
As soon as he walked into the house, the first thing he saw was seven or eight people sitting uncomfortably in the living room.
One of the couples made him stare slightly stunned.
look familiar!
But I can’t remember where I’ve seen it.
The strange roars and screams of several men coming from upstairs left John no time to think.
He immediately picked up his suitcase and hurried upstairs.
“My God…Lawrence’s family must have been deceived. This kid is obviously just playing tricks!”
A middle-aged man with a body as fat as a ball muttered softly.
“Be careful! Don’t talk nonsense here. If Mrs. Lawrence hears it, she will never forgive us. This kind of freak thing is not only happening in the Lawrence family, right?”
When he heard what his wife said, he thought of the little kid who was being fostered at home.
I couldn’t help but curse in my heart.
“Fuck! That brat must have been sent by the devil to torture me!”
upstairs.
John just walked to the door of a bedroom and immediately saw the man tied up on the bed.
The body seemed to have no bones or joints, and the figure was twisting and struggling strangely.
“Hey Rexette! Frank, think of a solution quickly!”
“Damn, this guy is so strong!”
The two strong men pressed down on each other desperately, however, at this moment, they were like riding a roller coaster, their bodies being constantly moved by the boy who was obviously possessed by the devil.
Flying around in a mess.
With a “bang”.
One of the fat guys was thrown out on the spot, hit the wall heavily, and was unable to get up for a long time.
The remaining person’s expression changed drastically in an instant.
“roar!”
Looking at his son who suddenly opened his bloody mouth towards him like a monster.
The uneven gums that looked like those of a wild beast, coupled with the stench that hit him in the face, almost made the man faint.
Fortunately, at this time.
A hand with two golden cross rings suddenly stretched out from the side.
“Our Heavenly Father”
“Hallowed be Your Name”
“Your Kingdom Come”
“May your will be done on earth…”
There was a long string of scriptures that seemed to be read in Latin, and then that hand suddenly pressed on the boy’s face.
The sizzling smell of sulfur was accompanied by the boy’s intense struggle in pain.
It instantly echoed throughout the entire building.
“Ahhhhhh!”
“Holy crap! God!”
“Oh my god…”
A scream filled with panic and fear came from the man who was suppressing the young boy.
His eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.
In his sight, it seemed that there was something terrible struggling and surging under his son’s body.
Like a strange fish wrapped in plastic wrap.
As John finished reciting the [Demon Spell].
The young man, who had been struggling, seemed to have lost all his strength in an instant and lay powerlessly on the bed.
Couldn’t move even a finger.
“Oh my god…how did you do that?”
The male owner of the house slowly got up in astonishment and looked at John, who was taking out things such as medicine bottles, Bibles, and some silver jewelry of various styles from his suitcase, as if he had seen God.
John smiled faintly.
“Mr. Lawrence, don’t be nervous. The thing in your child’s body is not a demon. Or rather, it is not qualified to be called a demon yet.”
John said as he spoke.
While unscrewing a small bottle, he instantly splashed the liquid inside on the boy’s body.
“roar!!!”
The smell of sulfur became increasingly strong, accompanied by rising white smoke.
Suddenly, there were waves of creepy unknown whispers in the room.
At the door, the people downstairs finally couldn’t control their curiosity and carefully poked their heads out.
What came into view was an exorcism ceremony in the bedroom that they could not understand at all.
John placed a hand-held lantern burning with a golden-red flame on the windowsill. The side of the boy’s body closest to the light was filled with white smoke, and it seemed that one could even see his hideous bones.
On the other side of the young man, John was holding a silver-white pendant cage that was only the size of a palm.
He picked up a simple-looking mirror in one hand.
“In the name of God, drive you out of this world”
“Devils, retreat!”
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Amidst the painful roars, the boy’s body was stared at with fear by everyone.
Like a torn sack being pulled wildly in a tornado.
The crackling sound of bones moving almost paralyzed Mrs. Lawrence, who happened to see this scene, and she supported Mr. Lawrence who was standing in front of her.
At this moment, his face had already lost its color.
John’s eyes were firm, and under the illumination of the [Holy Fire Oil Lamp], they were filled with a sense of sacred majesty.
“In the name of the first place, I will drive you out of this world!”
There was another roar, as the exorcism mirror in John’s hand moved closer to the other party.
Finally, under the illumination of the surrounding firelight, thick black smoke was forced out of the boy’s body like a ghost with bared fangs and claws.
The next moment.
“Crash!”
The silver pendant cage held in John’s other hand instantly released a brilliant white light.
Amid the black shadow’s screams, he immediately pulled it in by force.
The pleasant sound, like that of a wind chime being blown, made John breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, the young man who was possessed by the evil spirit finally softened and lay on the bed.
The dark red marks on the body and under the skin gradually faded.
“Mom…”
The weak call made Mrs. Lawrence, who was still in shock, feel as if she had heard the sound of nature.
“Oh God! My baby, woooooo, you’re okay!”
“Oh my God, you’re finally okay!”
John did not disturb the relaxing family and quietly packed up his things.
And just at that moment, the Lawrence family hugged each other and cried with joy.
A cold voice also sounded in John Constantine’s mind at this moment.
【bite!】
[Exorcism ritual completed! ][Successfully exorcised “D-level evil spirit*1”][Reward: D-level exorcism treasure box *1][Ding! Detected that the target was perfectly captured alive by the host, reward*2][You obtained D-level exorcism treasure chest *2]Downstairs living room.
John Constantine smiled as he drank the black tea brewed by Mr. Lawrence himself. The neighbors around him excitedly surrounded him.
Even though Mr. Lawrence clearly wanted to drive them away, these people pretended not to see it.
“God, Mr. Constantine, are you a clergyman of the Holy See? Was that monster just now…really a demon?”
“Do demons really exist in this world? Then does that mean there is also hell?”
“Oh my god, I once forced one of my business rivals to death. Will I go to hell?”
Among these people, Vernon Dursley, who had squeezed to the front by virtue of his size, looked the most excited.
It seemed as if he had forgotten that when John first came, he had said behind his back that the other person was a liar.
“Emm, Mr. Constantine, I’m Vernon Dursley, Mr. Lawrence’s neighbor. I have a question… Is it possible that a person possessed by a demon would also ask for food, clothing, and other necessities from the people around him like a vampire?”
“Walter?”
John was stunned, not understanding what the other party meant.
But in my mind, I felt that the guy in front of me and his wife seemed more and more familiar.
But I just couldn’t remember where I had met him/her.
Seeing that Vernon Dursley was so shameless, he didn’t even have any intention of leaving.
Mr. Lawrence’s face suddenly turned cold.
“Ahem, Mr. Dursley, I think it’s time for you to go back and prepare dinner. After all, you have two children who need to grow up.”
As he said this, he didn’t even give these annoying guys in front of him a chance to refute.
Suddenly he took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to John with a smile.
“Mr. Constantine, this is your exorcism fee, 20,000 pounds. The extra 10,000 is a thank you from me.”
Twenty thousand pounds!
This figure is not enough in today’s era of economic difficulties and the pound crisis in the UK.
It is definitely a not small number.
Even for someone like Mr. Lawrence who is financially well off, it must not be a small amount of money.
However.
In response, John Constantine just smiled and took it without any hesitation.
“Haha, don’t worry. I understand what Mr. Lawrence means. The monster in your child’s body is just an insignificant evil spirit. You can think of it as a ghost from a slightly older time.”
“In the next period of time, take a good rest, get more sun, and avoid going to cemeteries. Then this kind of thing won’t happen again.”
Hearing this.
The worry in Mr. Lawrence’s eyes finally disappeared at this moment.
John received his reward, but he was still thinking about his two D-level exorcism treasure chests, so he immediately declined Mr. Lawrence’s dinner invitation.
He stood up and walked out of Lawrence’s house surrounded by everyone.
As soon as I went out, a loud cry of collapse with a crying tone suddenly came from the house next door.
“Mom! Help! Aaaaaaah!”
The Dursleys, who were following behind John, suddenly had a changed look on their faces.
Looking at the overwhelming number of owls, he suddenly seemed to think of something terrible. He screamed and rushed towards his home.
It was precisely this scene that caused John, who had not figured out why the two looked so familiar, to suddenly have his brain freeze.
“What the hell?”
“Vernon Dursley, aren’t Petunia Dursley Harry Potter’s uncle and aunt?”
“This world is actually still the world of Harry Potter?”
“There are wizards?!”
While he was stunned, the Dursleys had already roughly pulled a thin little boy out of the house.
A letter fell at John’s feet. He thought about it, picked up the letter and walked to the other party.
“Hey, this letter should be yours, right?”
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Chapter 3 Harry: No sir, this is your acceptance letter (old version)
Harry Potter’s thin and helpless figure fell down at the gate of the yard covered with rain and mud.
Looking at his uncle and aunt in the house, anxiously checking Dudley who was overwhelmed by the Hogwarts admission letters, his expressions were complicated and filled with deep envy.
His thin and worn clothes made him feel cold all over after just a short while.
Just at this moment.
A voice that was obviously a bit childish, but inexplicably gave people a feeling of warmth and stability, suddenly came from behind.
Turn your head.
The figure that came into view made Harry Potter’s pupils shrink slightly.
A slightly heavier rain curtain fell from the gray sky.
The young man in front of him looked about the same age as himself, but at this moment he was dressed like a mature traveler, wearing a windbreaker over a tailor-made suit.
A finely knitted black and white scarf hung naturally from the front of the other person’s windbreaker.
A pair of brown leather boots, which were obviously the perfect size for the other person’s feet.
It was just a glance, and a sense of inferiority spread in Harry’s young mind.
John looked at the dazed Harry, then looked at the other person who was wet all over and his glasses were covered with rain.
He immediately shook his head.
“Fire from Heaven, Armor Me”
“Please forgive my sins, my good heart”
It is like a ray of sunshine that suddenly breaks through the dark clouds on a dark, gray, rainy day.
A ball of flame with warm heat bloomed from John’s hand.
It instantly dispelled the chill from Harry Potter’s body and, for a moment, seemed to illuminate his gloomy eyes.
“this……”
He opened his mouth wide and looked at the magical scene before him.
I couldn’t help but take off my glasses and wipe them.
Behind John, Mr. Lawrence, who also followed, saw poor Harry and couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.
“Damn you Dursleys, I’m going to report them to Child Protection!”
“They are abusing me!”
Despite what he said, Mr. Lawrence’s eyes, like Harry’s at this moment, were fixed on the flame in John’s hand.
In his heart, he already regarded the young man in front of him as a mysterious existence who could never be offended.
Exorcist!
If such a bizarre thing had not happened to his own child, he would never have believed that there were such things as demons and exorcists in this world.
Seeing that Harry Potter was in a daze and didn’t say anything, John repeated it again.
Hearing this, Harry Potter came back to his senses with a start.
He took the letter from John with gratitude, and then looked at it carefully. His aunt and uncle were still at home comforting his cousin Dudley.
“Sir, is this magic?”
Although I haven’t seen real magic yet.
However, the magical message owl has already given Harry Potter a rudimentary idea of ​​the magical world.
John was stunned at first. He was about the same age as Harry Potter, but he was addressed as “sir” by the other party. He couldn’t help but feel a little weird.
Fortunately, he immediately realized that it was the effect of his outfit, so he smiled faintly and dissipated the [Holy Fire Curse] in his hand.
Shrug.
“That’s about right.”
He didn’t mean to explain too much, even though he knew that there was a place like Hogwarts in this world, and he also knew that wizards existed.
However, with the golden finger, he can also improve his strength by constantly exorcising demons.
John really had no intention of going to Hogwarts.
He took a look and could vaguely hear the Dursleys scolding Harry Potter, saying things like “freak” and “he should have been kicked out a long time ago”.
Even with the sound of rain blocking it, it can still be heard clearly.
He shook his head slightly and reached out to pat the other person’s shoulder.
“Good luck.”
Having said that, he said goodbye to Mr. Lawrence and was about to leave.
Behind.
Harry Potter looked at John’s departing back with envy, and then hurriedly took out the letter with the “Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry” logo in his hand.
Just as he was about to open it, the name on the envelope made Harry stunned.
“John Constantine, Receiver”
“Wait! Sir!”
Harry shouted anxiously at John’s back and saw him looking back.
He waved the letter in his hand hurriedly.
“Sir, this acceptance letter…”
John nodded and interrupted the other party: “Yes, it should be for you. Congratulations, you are about to become a wizard.”
As he said this, he smiled slightly and was about to leave.
The words Harry Potter shouted made him freeze in place for a moment.
“No! Mr. Constantine, this is your acceptance letter!”
When John took back the letter that had fallen at his feet and saw his name written on the envelope, he suddenly felt that the world was full of weirdness.
I’m an exorcist, and now you want me to go to a wizard school to study magic?
He opened the letter quickly.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Magic, First-Class Magician of the Order of Merlin, Chief Magician of the Wizengamot)
Dear Mr. John Constantine, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.
In addition, since you are not from a wizarding family, we will send a professor to your residence before nine o’clock tomorrow morning to provide you with guidance and answer your questions.”
John Constantine: “….”
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Chapter 4 [Angel’s Wings], Constantine Castle (Old Version)
Not far from Surrey, on the North and South Downs.
Long-term grazing has turned the original large forests here into low hills that can be seen from a glance.
If it weren’t for some trees such as beech, cypress and juniper dotted here.
At this moment, this wilderness can be described as desolate.
And it was precisely at night that the hills were pitch black and filled with a strange and cold atmosphere.
An ancient castle covering an area of ​​at least 30,000 feet is quietly located on a high slope.
“Mr. Constantine, welcome home. It seems that everything went well today…”
When Constantine, covered in dust, walked out from the darkness, the huge castle gate in front of him, which looked like a horror movie, suddenly opened to both sides.
A puppet dressed as a butler with obvious traces of mechanical devices on his face was waiting here early.
“No setbacks.”
He casually threw his windbreaker to the other person.
Walking into the main castle gate, the darkness and coldness are instantly dispelled at this moment. The red carpet, illuminated by the crystal chandelier above the head, gives people the illusion of walking into a Western-style palace.
Paintings of various styles can be seen everywhere on the walls of the living room and on both sides of the corridor.
Carefully arranged and hung in the most pleasing position.
“Sir, dinner is ready for you.”
John nodded. As the [Magic Puppet Butler – Wesker] drawn from the Exorcist Treasure Box, he could do more than just work tirelessly.
He is also very good at estate management and caring for the owner’s daily life.
To run it for a month, it only requires about 1 pint of evil spirit essence.
This is nothing to John now.
In the past, John would look forward to finishing his exorcism work, getting paid, and going home to a dinner prepared by Wesker.
Today, Wesker ate a sumptuous Chinese dinner absent-mindedly.
He ate a few bites casually, washed up, and lay down directly on his soft big bed.
“Fuck! System, why didn’t you tell me that there are Harry Potter and wizards in this world?!”
He held his forehead in distress, cursing.
However, there was no response from Golden Finger.
His “Strongest Exorcist System” didn’t seem to be as smart as in the novels of his previous life, except that it could always let him know where monsters such as evil spirits and demons appeared as quickly as possible.
It’s just an emotionless reward-dispensing machine.
He took out the Hogwarts admission letter and took another look at it, but in the end he didn’t make any decision.
“Forget it, system, open the two [D-level exorcism treasure boxes] I got today.”
As soon as the words fell.
Two bronze treasure chests with carvings of demons and angels, which only he could see, appeared instantly.
As a bright light lit up in the bedroom.
[You opened the “D-level exorcism treasure box”][You obtained: Special item “Angel Feather”][You have obtained: Special item “Demon Sealing Treasure Box”]“Angel Feather?!”
John’s eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had drawn something extraordinary.
As his mind moved, information about Angel’s Wings instantly appeared in his mind.
[Angel’s Feather: A special item and material that can be used in conjunction with the release of the Exorcism Spell to achieve double the exorcism effect (one-time), and can also be used to make exorcism instruments]He looked at the white feathers that slowly fell into his hands with a warmth like the winter sun.
A burning look flashed in his eyes.
“It looks like I really got something good this time, but it would be a pity if I use it all at once…”
Then.
He turned his gaze to his other reward.
[Demon Sealing Treasure Box: A special item, containing 2,000 cubic meters of simulated cage space, capable of sealing and imprisoning harmless evil spirits of level B or below]Looking at the props of the magical creature travel box in front of me, it looks just like the magical zoologist Newt Scamander in my mind.
John originally had some concerns about joining Hogwarts, not knowing how to deal with the evil spirits that he had now imprisoned in the castle dungeon.
The idea came to me instantly.
A smirk appeared on his lips.
“Professor Dumbledore, since you have already sent me an admission letter, you must be very clear about my situation, right?”
“Hehehe….”
The next morning.
Just when John had finished his breakfast and was thinking about whether he should go to the dungeon to check on his “ranch pets”.
He sensed that a figure suddenly appeared in front of the door of his castle.
“Excuse me, are you a professor at Hogwarts?”
Mag watched John walk through the overgrown castle courtyard and appear before her in a strange and bizarre manner.
This outfit is completely different from the usual Muggle children we see.
The maturity in her eyes, which was totally inconsistent with her childish face, made John’s first impression in her eyes quite good.
“Yes, Mr. Constantine, I am the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and also the headmaster of Gryffindor House. You can call me Professor McGonagall…”
Mag looked at John, who opened the door for her with a smile on his face.
Looking at the desolate castle around him, he suddenly felt that there were still many things that the little Muggles in front of him did not understand.
“Mr. Constantine, so… you are the only one living here?”
John nodded and asked knowingly.
“Professor, is there something wrong? My parents died when I was very young, and I have been alone all my life…”
Professor McGonagall: “…”
Professor McGonagall, who was already sentimental, felt as if an arrow had been shot in the heart.
She even unconsciously ignored why this huge castle in front of her belonged to a little guy like John.
I couldn’t help but reach out and touch the other person’s head.
“Poor child, don’t worry, you will be able to make a lot of friends after you enter Hogwarts.”
“Now, if you have no questions or concerns, I will take you to Diagon Alley to prepare the things you will need before school starts, okay?”
Chapter 5 Goodbye Harry Potter (Old Edition)
“Mr. Constantine, to be honest… your dress is indeed unique among your peers…”
Before leaving, Professor McGonagall held Constantine’s hand.
Watching Constantine go back to the castle, then dress up like a detective and appear in front of him carrying a small box.
Finally, he couldn’t help but express his opinion.
Constantine smiled slightly and said, “I’m sorry, Professor McGonagall, but this outfit can really save me from a lot of unnecessary troubles at many times.”
Suddenly, little John appeared in Professor McGonagall’s mind. She wanted to avoid attracting malicious covetousness from those around her because of her age and appearance.
He was forced to wear clothes that were totally inappropriate for his age.
“I’m sorry, John, but I can assure you that there will never be any little wizard in Hogwarts who would do anything excessive to you. If there is… I promise to make them understand what the rules are!”
When she said the last sentence, a powerful aura that was full of oppression towards the young wizard, like that of a head teacher, instantly spread from Mag’s body.
John smiled slightly.
Obviously.
The “unnecessary trouble” he mentioned just now was naturally referring to the possibility that he might be looked down upon by the client because of his age and appearance.
Even though this cat girl is not young anymore, she is still elegant and enthusiastic.
But unsurprisingly, she misunderstood his meaning.
“Professor, I am looking forward to my life at Hogwarts. Of course, I still feel that I need to apologize to you in advance. After all, I am afraid this is not a pleasant thing.”
Mag smiled lovingly, feeling grateful for the politeness and conversation John was showing at the moment.
I feel both satisfied and distressed.
Such a young child, while those kids in the wizarding world are still thinking about pranks or some new toys all day long.
The John in front of him has been forced to learn to guess people’s hearts.
“John, hold my hand tightly, you may feel some discomfort…”
He said this without waiting for John to say anything.
It was as if a plane was flying high in the sky, and a big hole suddenly appeared on one side of the fuselage.
The huge air pressure, accompanied by a powerful pulling force, made John feel that his body was spinning instantly.
Until he staggered and finally felt the stability of the ground again.
Only then did I come to my senses.
But he was surprised to find that he had come to a slightly desolate alley.
“This is a high-level magic called Apparition. It allows wizards to quickly move to other places without the Floo Network. Of course… because someone once failed to transfer his entire body, this magic is also very dangerous.”
Professor McGonagall began to enter the guide state, demonstrating her professional qualities as a senior professor at Hogwarts.
John’s face turned slightly pale.
Apart from anything else, he had undergone quite a few exorcism ceremonies, although they were all D- and C-level evil spirits.
However, none of the [Exorcism Chests] that were opened gave him any spell that could allow him to move quickly.
“Professor McGonagall, I have to admit that I am now really interested in magical magic.”
Mag smiled with satisfaction.
Taking John around the corner and walking deeper into the alley, then.
A shabby tavern that was familiar to John in his memory suddenly appeared in front of him.
The Leaky Cauldron.
As soon as he entered the tavern, John’s hearing and sense of smell were immediately attacked by the chaos around him.
The wizards clinked their glasses and laughed.
And all kinds of strange smells, whether from potions or… body odors, mingled freely in the tavern.
“Oh, God…”
John rolled his eyes and almost instinctively covered his nose with his sleeve.
Although he was alone, with the service of “Butler Wesker”, his living standard and quality were never low.
The reason why the outside of Constantine Castle is covered with weeds is because there are a large number of [Magic Sealing Arrays] he has set up inside.
But the place where you live can be as neat and tidy as possible, and as luxurious as possible.
He swore.
Even the smell emitted by [D-level·Corpse Ghost] is much better than these sloppy wizards in front of him.
It was obvious that this was not the first time that Professor McGonagall had encountered this kind of reaction from the little wizard John.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and just as he was about to explain something, the doorbell of the pub behind him rang again.
“Ding-ling-ling…”
“Come on, come in quickly Harry, this is the Leaky Cauldron, you will soon be able to see the real wizarding world…”
Hagrid’s huge body made John’s eyes light up slightly.
The blood of giants!
Harry, who had just walked into the Leaky Cauldron, saw John being led by Professor McGonagall at a glance.
Suddenly, he couldn’t help but show excitement and joy.
“Mr. Constantine, I didn’t expect to meet you here. Are you going to enroll in Hogwarts as well?”
John’s performance of the [Holy Fire Charm] two days ago left a very deep impression on Harry Potter’s young mind.
Seeing John was here too, he immediately came up to him excitedly.
Even to put it in an exaggerated way.
The John Constantine in front of him was more in line with the image of a wizard in his mind than Hagrid, who led him away from Aunt Petunia’s house.
“Harry, do you know each other?”
Hagrid looked at John, who was led by Professor McGonagall herself, and blinked in confusion.
Just as Harry was beaming with joy and was about to tell about the “magic” that John had once cast, a slight cough interrupted him instantly.
“Harry, why are these people here looking at you so… weirdly?”
Hearing this, Harry couldn’t help but turn his head and look around, only to find that the originally noisy Leaky Cauldron had become silent since some time ago.
One by one, the wizards, some unkempt, some dressed like the evil wizard on the phone, were staring straight at his face.
To be exact, it should be his forehead.
“Merlin! Professor McGonagall, the news that our Harry Potter will be enrolled in Hogwarts this year is actually true?!”
“The Boy-Who-Lived, my god, that scar, it’s really him…”
Chapter 6 Being targeted by Voldemort? (Old version)
“Mr. Potter, it’s a pleasure to see you here…”
The compliments and the admiring and complex looks around him made Harry Potter’s brain crash instantly.
If Hagrid hadn’t been there to stop him, he would have been overwhelmed by these excited wizarding fans.
If there are any top stars in the British wizarding world today.
So.
In addition to Gilderoy Lockhart, who has repeatedly topped the bestseller list, and Viktor Krum, the world star of Quidditch.
Harry Potter, “the boy who lived”, must be one of them.
Looking at Harry Potter and Hagrid who were excitedly surrounded by the wizards around them.
The corners of John’s mouth curved up slightly.
Although the fact that he is an exorcist cannot be kept secret forever.
However, now that he had the conditions to conceal it, how could he refuse to see the shocked expressions of the professors and young wizards at Hogwarts in the future?
“John, why do you know Mr. Potter?”
Mag asked curiously.
John shrugged.
“I went to Harry Potter and his neighbor, Mr. Lawrence’s house, to do some things some time ago, and when I came out, I happened to receive my acceptance letter there.”
“At that time, Harry also received his acceptance letter.”
Mag suddenly realized and prepared to pull John towards the alley behind the Leaky Cauldron.
“McGonagall… it’s nice to see you here.”
A stuttering voice, which made people think of a vulgar image just by listening to it, suddenly came from behind the two of them.
John turned around and saw Professor Quirrell, who had wrapped his head like a garlic.
He couldn’t help but immediately look at the other person’s headscarf.
Mag frowned slightly. The unbearable stench on Quirrell made her, who always cared about other people’s feelings, cover her nose.
“Professor Quirrell, although I heard that you suffered some bad things during your field training last year, but… please at least act like a role model for others.”
“Not everyone can be a professor at Hogwarts! Especially not a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!”
Professor McGonagall, who is such a good-tempered person, had a rare cold face because of Professor Quirrell, who looked strange, spoke indistinctly, and had a strange smell.
Suddenly.
Quirrell, who originally wanted to get close to him to see if he could get some information about the Philosopher’s Stone, suddenly became expressionless.
“I, uh, Professor McGonagall, I’m so sorry…”
Professor McGonagall shook her head, and just as she was about to pull John away from here and head to Diagon Alley.
“Professor Quirrell, I suggest you try some Muggle shampoo. I feel like the smell on you is coming from your turban.”
“If you can, I suggest you remove it along with your turban.”
Suddenly, Qi Luo’s expression tightened.
Noticing the gaze cast by Professor McGonagall, he waved his hands hurriedly.
“No, no, no, thank you for your advice, but… my head, the turban is useful, the magic medicine used to cure diseases, the potion…”
Looking at the other person, he almost broke out in a cold sweat.
John couldn’t help but smile inwardly.
At the same time, a doubt arose in his mind.
“There is no doubt that Voldemort is on the other person’s body, but the system did not actively send out a warning that there is a demonic aura around, which means that even though Voldemort is already in a residual soul state.”
“It cannot be classified as an evil spirit.”
John had a polite smile on his face, but his eyes were looking at the other person’s headscarf, flickering slightly.
“I don’t know if the exorcism spell used against demons will be effective against Voldemort…”
After a brief contact, Magg quickly pulled John, Hagrid and Harry towards the alley behind the tavern.
Professor Quirrell watched the few people leave. His eyes, which seemed timid to those around him, were actually fixed on John, who was holding Professor McGonagall’s hand.
In his mind, the sinister voice of Voldemort came.
“That kid is not simple…Send a few people to keep an eye on him. I can sense that he has something that can bring me great benefits!”
Qi Luo’s expression changed instantly.
“Master, you, you mean the Philosopher’s Stone?”
Voldemort: “…”
“Idiot! Do you think Dumbledore would put something like the Philosopher’s Stone on a strange Muggle boy?! Stop asking such stupid questions, idiot!”
“Arrange personnel immediately!”
John, who was unaware at the moment, had been targeted by the Dark Lord because of his previous actions.
Listening carefully to Professor McGonagall’s personal demonstration of how to enter Diagon Alley.
“Count three blocks up, and two blocks parallel to the ground…”
Professor McGonagall tapped the obviously dented head with her wand three times in a row.
With a series of crackling sounds, the walls instantly opened to both sides.
A cobblestone path was revealed.
McGonagall was obviously very pleased with the surprised expressions on John and Harry’s faces.
“Mr. Constantine, Mr. Potter, welcome to Diagon Alley, one of the gathering places for British wizards. Here, you will be able to buy all kinds of magic books, pets, potions and wands that you need…”
“Of course, before that, we first need to go to Gringotts and exchange the wizard currency you need for shopping.”
John nodded and followed the other person along the path towards Gringotts.
His eyes began to look around.
Just as they were listening to Professor McGonagall explaining the exchange conditions of wizard currency and some suggestions on purchasing admission items.
A hurried voice suddenly sounded in John’s mind.
[Demon activity is detected around the host! 】
[Locking the breath direction…]Chapter 7 B-level! My rich Potter brothers (old version)
Devil’s Breath!?
John paused, and his expression, originally the same curious young boy as Harry Potter beside him, instantly transformed into that of a ruthless veteran on the battlefield.
His eyes were like those of an eagle, and he suddenly looked towards the alley on the side.
now.
In the vision that belongs only to him, the exorcist, on the path that was originally paved with pebbles and had some rainwater in some places, there was a winding air current like a black python.
It extends in the direction of the alley.
A red outline, like the “mission target” prompt in the game of his previous life, was running around in his sight.
And the speed is amazingly fast.
John looked solemn. It has been two years since the system awakened and he has been working as an exorcist.
Although I still don’t have much experience, judging from the richness and thickness of the “devil’s breath” in front of me,
“C-level evil spirits can no longer reach this level, which means…B-level!”
John’s unusual reaction aroused the suspicion of Professor McGonagall and others.
“What happened, John?”
Hearing this, John came to his senses and immediately shook his head hastily, pretending to be relaxed.
“Um, sorry, I just saw a snake running from that direction…”
Hearing this, Hagrid, who was originally looking over there curiously, immediately shook his head.
“Mr. Constantine, I think another pet has escaped from that pet store. Don’t worry, this kind of thing happens all the time here. The little guys that escaped will be caught again soon.”
John nodded.
Only Mag frowned.
For some reason, she had a feeling that John’s reaction just now was not due to any “escaped snake”.
However, she looked in the direction of the alley for a long time and didn’t find anything wrong.
He shook his head helplessly.
“John, we still have a lot to do today, we need to hurry up…”
John was obviously much quieter than before.
Along the way, we entered Gringotts and, under the guidance of Professor Cat Girl, went to the counter to exchange pounds for gold Galleons.
It took a long time for him to come back to his senses.
“John, are you worried about something? If you are worried about not having enough money, I have a lot of money here…”
Harry’s voice was as innocent and enthusiastic as ever, and the light of the gold Galleons almost reflected on John’s face.
It finally brought him back to his senses.
Looking at Harry who looked serious.
John then realized that he had actually completed the procedure for exchanging pounds.
And at this moment, in his hand, there was a pocket containing about 70 gold Galleons.
“John, the food and lodging in Hogwarts are free, so the money you have is more than enough for your expenses for the year. Of course, I mean that you don’t buy unnecessary things.”
Professor McGonagall’s voice rang out.
John nodded to show that he understood, and smiled slightly as he looked at Harry, who was defenseless and showing him the gold Galleons in his pocket.
“Thank you, Harry. If I needed to, I would certainly not be polite to a friend like you.”
“friend?”
When Harry heard John’s call, the smile on his expectant face became even more enthusiastic.
If John didn’t look like he really didn’t need it, he would have been able to just stuff the gold Galleons in his pocket into the other party’s pocket.
For no other reason.
He had personally experienced John’s strength and the kindness he received from others.
And nothing could make Harry happier than to have a friend like John.
Left Gringotts.
The few of them quickly headed towards their next stop, Ollivander’s Wand Shop.
It is different from Gringotts, which is a magnificent and huge building that reveals its age and profound heritage.
Even when I read the Harry Potter novels in my previous life, I already knew that this “wizarding arms dealer” did not care much about its appearance.
When I actually saw the small shop in front of me, which looked like a fly-infested restaurant in my previous life.
John still couldn’t help but look speechless.
“Olivanders: Making Wands Since 312 BC”
As if Hagrid had sensed the suspicion in John and Harry’s eyes, he hurriedly explained without waiting for Professor McGonagall to speak.
“Don’t underestimate Ollivander’s small shop. They have never been respected for their store decoration.”
Then the doorbell rang.
“Oh~ Look, this year’s little wizard actually needs you, Minerva, to lead the way personally?”
Ollivander’s exaggerated tone immediately greeted the few people as they walked into the store.
John looked around at the display shelves.
And just like in the previous life, Harry Potter, as the “savior”, was recognized by the other party at the first moment.
After the latter’s corrections and attempts, he finally got the wand that was most suitable for the other party.
“Oh, it’s this one after all. Eleven inches, holly wood, phoenix feather… What a wonderful fate, or destiny.”
Ollivander looked at the scar on Harry Potter’s forehead and sighed as if he had some feeling.
Not wanting the present Harry to know too much about what had happened in the past, McGonagall hurried forward.
Pushed John in front of him in front of Ollivander.
“Well, Ollivander, we still have a lot of other things to buy, so hurry up and pick out a wand for our Mr. Constantine.”
Ollivander nodded, but just as he was about to follow the usual procedure and ask to measure John’s arm size.
Then ask some necessary questions.
John, who had not spoken since he came in, suddenly spoke.
“Mr. Ollivander, I wonder if your wand shop accepts custom-made wands?”
Everyone was stunned, and Ollivander even stopped what he was doing.
“Sir, I think you have heard what Mr. Potter and I said just now. It is not the wizards who choose the wands, but the wands that choose their masters…”
John shook his head and said nothing more, but slowly took out a glass bottle from his suitcase.
At this moment, a holy feather that seemed to have lost the influence of gravity was floating quietly in it.
Chapter 8 Wand Customization! The Constantine Family from the Holy See (Old Version)
“Merlin in heaven…what is this?!”
When John took out the [Angel’s Feather] from the treasure chest, this feather emitting a light golden glow instantly caused several people present to gasp.
Especially Ollivander, who has been immersed in wand making for who knows how many years.
The magical materials he had seen, whether it was unicorn hair or phoenix feathers, he had seen these precious things more than once.
I even used these things to create quite a few works.
However, the white feather in front of me exudes an inexplicable sense of security and satisfaction.
But he was so excited that he went around the side of the counter.
“What is this?”
Such a question, asked by a wand master like Ollivander, is enough to illustrate the value of this [Angel’s Feather].
Mag also looked at John in disbelief.
Although it is still uncertain which magical animal the feathers belong to, it is certain that they are not feathers of any bird or animal in a Muggle zoo.
And how could John, a Muggle, get such a thing?
“Mr. Constantine, I also want to know, what is this thing? And…how did you get it?”
Professor McGonagall looked solemn.
Even the way he was addressed changed from calling John by his first name to calling him “Mr. Constantine”.
John shook his head.
“I’m sorry, Professor McGonagall, I’d like to answer this question, but I don’t know either.”
There was no evasion in his eyes. The people in this world had never even seen a real devil, so how could they possibly have seen an angel which was even more illusory?
“I found this thing in the treasure house of my family’s ancient castle. It was hidden very cleverly. If I hadn’t been in urgent need of money at that time and had turned over the entire floor of the treasure house, I wouldn’t have even discovered its existence.”
“I don’t know what this thing is, but… I’m sure it’s a good thing. Putting it next to my pillow has improved my sleep quality.”
Everyone: “…”
As someone present, Hagrid, who had an almost fanatical love for magical creatures, squatted with his big face covered with hair and beard, and looked at the feather in the glass bottle in John’s hand.
His eyes were full of dullness and obsession.
It was as if he had entered into some kind of dream that fascinated him.
“Oh my god… I feel like I’m going to heaven…”
The words that the big man muttered to himself made John’s heart startle.
Oh shit!
Should I say, you’re just like me, Hagrid?
Whether it was because the other party was keenly aware of this, or it was simply Hagrid’s intuitive description of his own inner feelings at the moment, he just happened to come across it.
John turned his gaze back to Ollivander, who had a troubled look on his face.
“Mr. Ollivander, I feel very good about this feather, and I have placed it on the bedside for one or two years. I still hope that you can use it as a wand core to help me make a special wand.”
Ollivander took the glass bottle carefully.
When the old hands just touched the glass wall.
A comfortable illusion that seemed to make him feel younger made Ollivander’s eyes open even wider.
The personal dogma that I had been struggling with and insisting on instantly collapsed in the face of this strange feeling.
“Although it’s a little unreasonable, who can reason with this magical material?”
“Mr. Constantine, isn’t that right?”
John smiled with satisfaction.
“So, Master, how long will it take you?”
Ollivander exhaled deeply, frowned and looked carefully at the [Angel’s Feather] in the glass bottle, hesitated for several times, and then spoke carefully.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Constantine, this material is too special, and the selection of the wand body and the internal structure design of the wand itself are also a big project, so…”
“I will probably have to wait until you go to Hogwarts before I can help you.”
“You see?”
Ollivander felt a little embarrassed, but he held the glass bottle tightly in his hands.
A pair of eyes full of expectation, even pleading, made John, who was originally a little hesitant, finally nod after hesitating for half a second.
After getting John’s consent, Ollivander instantly felt like a child who had obtained his most beloved toy.
Burst into laughter.
While carefully placing the bottle on the table, he stepped forward and held John’s hands with both of his.
“Mr. Constantine, thank you for your understanding and trust. In addition, I promise to use my best skills to help you make this wand. In addition, I don’t want a single copper knut for the production cost of the wand.”
“Also, if your wand needs repair in the future, please be sure to come to me. I will help you repair it for free!”
When John and his companions walked out of the wand shop, escorted personally by Ollivander.
Professor McGonagall, who had been silent for a while, finally couldn’t help but frowned.
“John, I wonder if you could reveal some information about your family’s ancestors?”
John was stunned for a moment, then he immediately understood.
Professor Cat Girl suspected that he himself came from a lost wizard family.
Shaked his head slightly.
“I’m sorry, Professor McGonagall, perhaps our Constantine family and our ancestors did have some connection with the wizarding world, but… I don’t think this connection is a pleasant memory.”
Mag frowned, not understanding what John meant.
John sighed, thought about it, and finally decided to reveal some traces.
He reached into his collar and pulled out a heavy golden cross.
The tiny, unclear runes engraved on it make the cross look quite mysterious.
John shrugged helplessly.
“I’m sorry, Professor McGonagall, if my guess is correct, our ancestors of the Constantine family were all from the Church…”
Holy See?!
The cat-girl professor’s eyes widened, and even Hagrid, who was standing beside her, couldn’t help but gasp.
Looking at little John at this moment, I actually had an absurd feeling as if I had seen a predator.
Only Harry was still looking around with a confused look on his face.
“Hagrid, what happened? What will happen if John’s family comes from the Church?”
Hagrid had a complicated expression. He opened his mouth but was too embarrassed to say anything.
When the cat girl Professor McGonagall looked at John again, her eyes inevitably became complicated.
What’s wrong with being from the Vatican?
The Vatican almost wiped out all wizards in the name of eliminating heresy…
Chapter 9 A Getting Started Gift Pack from a Death Eater? (Old Version)
Although this was a very long time ago, so long ago that it is impossible to find out the truth.
When Professor McGonagall heard that the good boy she admired so much was actually a descendant of a church family such as the “Wizard Executioner”, she couldn’t help but feel a little strange.
It’s like…
The people in front of him quickly learned the wizard’s methods, and it seemed that they would once again launch a purge of wizards.
He shook his head quickly.
Professor McGonagall finally put this absurd and narrow-minded idea behind her.
He forced a smile on his face.
“John, don’t worry about it. You are even the only one now. Besides, that happened thousands of years ago. No one will care about it.”
“certainly…….”
Professor McGonagall hesitated and looked around.
“I suggest that you should not easily expose your family’s situation in the future. After all, there may be some simple-minded people who will take the initiative to cause trouble for you.”
Seeing this, Professor McGonagall reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, as if she suddenly thought of something, Professor McGonagall curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile.
“John, if you are interested in your family’s history, maybe you can ask the Fat Ghost Friar of Hufflepuff College after school starts. I think he might be able to tell you something.”
John was startled when he heard this.
After traveling to this world, he was born to inherit the huge Constantine Castle, although the castle revealed everywhere the complexity of his predecessor’s origin.
However, he never took the initiative to investigate anything.
However, now it seems that, could it be that the Constantine family really has some powerful family history and heritage?
Misunderstanding resolved.
Professor McGonagall returned to being the enthusiastic and dedicated Head of Gryffindor.
Although it is not yet certain what house Harry and John will be sorted into.
When preparing what the new students need for admission, I still try my best to give them some reasonable suggestions.
“John, I can see that you are very interested in flying brooms, but unfortunately, as a freshman, you are not allowed to use this thing.”
“Of course, if you are really interested, it is best to take your flying lessons seriously after enrollment. If your grades are outstanding, you can consider competing to join the college’s Quidditch team…”
Along the way.
After purchasing the books needed for admission and two sets of the academy’s wizard robes.
Just as Harry Potter and Hagrid were choosing owls, they noticed Professor McGonagall, who was staring at the “Nimbus 2000” in the display case, and walked over.
Hearing this, John couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
“Professor, look at the price. It’s totally out of my reach.”
Seeing John looking a little lost and embarrassed, Professor McGonagall looked at the flying broom that was also admired by some other little wizards, her eyes flickering.
After thinking about it, he seemed to have made some kind of decision.
“John, believe me, and believe in yourself. I can feel that your future will definitely not be simple. As long as you study hard in Hogwarts, these things are not impossible to obtain.”
“Loneliness will be temporary, and you will be able to make many friends like Harry.”
“Poverty can also be temporary…”
John: “….”
To be honest, it has been almost two and a half years since I traveled to this world.
However, he never imagined that there would come a day when he would be called “poor” by others.
Wait until everything needed for school is purchased.
After saying goodbye to Harry, John was once again Apparated by Professor McGonagall and sent back to the gate of Constantine Castle.
“John, you can’t enter Diagon Alley without a wand, but fortunately Ollivander has agreed to send it to you by owl on the first day of school.”
“If I were you, I would take advantage of this month before school starts to learn some knowledge about magic.”
Before leaving, Professor McGonagall kindly gave me a reminder.
Hearing this, John nodded immediately.
Just a moment after watching the other person disappear with a smile, John’s face suddenly turned gloomy.
“The demon in Diagon Alley must have reached the level of B!”
Even though he had returned home, his mind was still filled with the demonic aura lingering around Diagon Alley.
When Professor McGonagall took him to Diagon Alley for various shopping.
He was never idle for a moment.
Along the way, we were always paying attention to the outline of the “mission target” in our field of vision.
Although it is not certain what type of demon the other party is.
Is it a real devil that smuggled in from the gate of hell, or a demonized creature that was corrupted by the breath of hell?
But there is one thing he is sure of.
That guy must be operating underground!
“Mr. Constantine, you seem very distressed…”
The butler Wesker, who had taken the large and small packages of purchases from John, asked in a stiff voice.
John sighed and lay on the sofa, but he didn’t want to move at all.
He frowned in thought.
“If I don’t reveal that I’m an exorcist, it’s almost impossible for me to return to Diagon Alley. But once my identity as an exorcist is exposed, I might not even be able to enroll in Hogwarts…”
After truly witnessing the true power of wizards.
John could no longer ignore Hogwarts as he had done before.
He had to admit it.
Although he has the golden finger [The Strongest Exorcist System], the power of the wizard can indeed give him considerable help.
“Do we really have to wait until we get home from a semester at Hogwarts before we go?”
A B-level exorcism operation, that is to say, once successful, he will get at least one B-level exorcism treasure chest.
Just as John was worrying about what to do next.
Suddenly, I sensed a rustling sound coming quietly from the edge of the wall on one side of the castle.
With the entire Constantine Castle filled with magic circles set up by John, several figures suddenly appeared, and no one even thought about them until they entered the castle.
A pair of cold eyes that yet revealed a hint of teasing emotion had quietly stared at them in the darkness.
“Haha, it’s like sending a pillow when I feel sleepy…”
Chapter 10 I am an exorcist, driving away demons is also called an exorcist (old version)
“Spear, are you sure this is really where that little ghost came from? This looks like a flying haunted house!”
“Oh my god! Ah! I think I stepped in a pile of shit!”
“Shut up! You’re right. Although I’m not good at fighting, when it comes to tracking, even the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic can’t get rid of me!”
“……”
Amidst a flurry of discussion.
John stood on a windowsill on the side of the main castle, gently shaking a glass of lemonade with holy water ice cubes in his hand.
The pitch-black windbreaker he hadn’t had time to change out of made his already short body even more difficult to notice.
So the three figures at this moment are no different from the ones walking in from the main entrance openly at this moment.
“These people look sloppy and dressed like Shamatte. It goes without saying that they must be the subordinates of our second-generation Dark Lord, who has extremely poor aesthetic taste.”
“Death Eaters?”
John shook his head slightly.
Although our second generation Dark Lord has no particular regards to the breed and appearance of his subordinates, whether they are vegetarian or not.
However, in order to become a Death Eater, one must meet certain strength requirements.
“It’s a pity. If it was placed outside the castle, it might be very troublesome to deal with you wizards whom I don’t know, but here…”
John smiled coldly and tapped the cup in his hand lightly on the edge of the terrace.
The crisp sound of “dang dang dang” is so obvious in the silent night.
When the three of them looked up instinctively, they happened to meet the eyes of John, who was also looking at them at the moment.
“My friends from the wizarding world, it seems that even if there is no one guarding the main gate, they still have a special liking for climbing over the wall.”
John’s joking words were like a gust of cold wind in the middle of the night.
It blew past the ears of the three people.
For some unknown reason, the three of them all had an ominous premonition almost at the same time.
It seemed like if I didn’t leave here quickly, I would be in big trouble today.
“Fuck! What’s going on with this guy?”
One of the Death Eaters looked to be alone.
Moreover, John was only a boy of eleven or twelve years old, but at this moment, the other party’s face was full of ridicule and mockery.
I couldn’t help but curse loudly, feeling furious.
But then, his companion beside him snorted coldly.
Suddenly he raised the wand in his hand.
“Boy, if you know what’s best for you, you’d better hand over all your valuables now!”
“otherwise……”
As he spoke, a disgusting smile suddenly appeared on the man’s face, which was covered with dirt and even had pus-filled sores.
The opponent’s ugly appearance really succeeded in disgusting John who was standing above him.
He had originally planned to watch the show and tease a few Death Eaters, but he instantly lost the desire to continue playing.
He threw the cup of lemonade in his hand downwards in disgust.
He snorted with disdain.
“Otherwise? What are you going to do stupidly?”
“Let me guess, are you going to use Cruciatus Curse on me, or just cast the Killing Curse directly?”
“Walter?!”
The three of them were instantly shocked.
“Walter? Weird… The information said that this guy is not a Muggle? Why does he know the Killing Curse and the Cruciatus Curse?! And he can even say the Cruciatus Curse?”
“Did that guy, old Mag, say that?”
“Idiot! Do you think the professors at Hogwarts would cast this kind of spell on a young wizard who hasn’t even enrolled yet?!”
Several people were shocked, and now they realized that something was wrong with the situation today.
The next moment, they were not even given a chance to resist or take action.
John, who was originally standing on the terrace of the main castle, suddenly turned over.
As the night wind rustled the sound of his windbreaker being pulled, John, who didn’t even have a wand in his hands, looked like a fallen leaf.
It gracefully fell from above and landed about ten meters in front of the people.
His hands were crossed and hung in front of him, his eyes were cold.
“Of course, I guess your real purpose is to get something special from me, right?”
“After all… all of this is your master’s mission.”
Three Death Eaters: “!!!”
“Fuck! Who are you? Why do you know so much… You are definitely not an ordinary Muggle!”
John looked at the three people pointing their wands at him in fear, but there was no fear in their eyes.
He spread his hands and smiled.
Just like an enthusiastic teacher welcoming students to today’s class.
“I am an exorcist. It is my duty to maintain peace on earth and make the demons and evil spirits of hell disappear from this world. Of course…exorcists are not only responsible for exorcism.”
John’s eyes suddenly widened the moment the words fell.
Suddenly, a faint evil red light bloomed.
“Exorcising demons is also a method used by us exorcists!”
A roar like muffled thunder suddenly came from the ground beneath the feet of the three people.
A ferocious big hand with bone spurs suddenly stretched out.
At the moment of the collapse of earth and rocks, he grabbed the thigh of one of the Death Eaters.
“ah!!!”
Seeing them being dragged into the underground pit in an instant, their screams and the sound of broken bones instantly spread to a deep place. The remaining two Death Eaters were so scared that their legs went weak.
And it is precisely at this time.
It was as if I was pushed by an invisible force.
The Death Eater who had just raised his wand to threaten Roman staggered, and then the expression on his face suddenly became numb.
“Speer, you…”
“Puff!”
“Ahhhh!”
Looking at Spear who was biting another person’s neck like a beast.
John took two steps back, as if he was afraid of being splashed with the other party’s dirty blood.
The crazy tearing and the blood and flesh falling all over the ground did not attract John’s attention.
His eyes were already on the wands that the three people had dropped on the ground.
Chapter 11 Physical Exorcism Artifact (Old Version)
“Click, click”
Amid the creepy sounds of rejecting flesh and bones, John didn’t even look at the guy who was lying on a Death Eater who was unwilling to close his eyes and gnawing at him madly like a wild beast.
He walked forward and picked up the three magic wands that had fallen on the ground.
To be honest, this was the first time he felt the feeling of holding a magic wand.
He took a deep breath and gently waved the magic wand in his hand.
“Boom!”
After a burst of brilliant white light, a boxwood tree that had survived in the castle courtyard for at least a hundred years seemed to have been hit by a cannonball.
I watched the tree trunk creak and fall down on the spot.
John’s eyes twitched involuntarily.
“Damn it, am I overthinking it after all?”
He muttered to himself somewhat awkwardly, which was exactly what he had expected.
As a time traveler, John Constantine has the system as his golden finger. Shouldn’t he be able to use the magic wand easily?
After all, he thought too much.
Fortunately, after several attempts, John finally succeeded in learning how to control the power of waving the wand.
It’s no problem to use it in combat, but using it to open the entrance to Diagon Alley is absolutely possible.
“Wesker, I’ll leave everything here to you. Also, don’t bury these guys against the castle wall anymore. Find another place.”
“Yes, Mr. Constantine.”
John took out a golden cross and shone it at the Death Eater with a bloodthirsty face.
“In the name of God!”
“Leave quickly!”
In a burst of golden light, a black shadow struggled and twisted, but could only make a series of loud noises without daring to roar. In an instant, John forced the shadow out of the Death Eater’s body.
In the surrounding castle courtyards, the overgrown weeds seemed to be gently blown by the wind.
The [D-Class Cemetery Evil Spirit] who had originally tried to take this opportunity to fly away was instantly grabbed by invisible tentacles.
In the blink of an eye, he was dragged underground and disappeared.
“You, you…cough cough cough”
The Death Eater who had lost the evil spirit possessing him stared at John in horror, his face filled with the blood, flesh and bones of his companions.
It was like seeing the real devil in the world.
However, before he could say anything, a pair of cold hands suddenly pressed on his head.
“Crack!”
His sight was fixed at the end, and a face that seemed to have a puppet’s gap appeared in front of him.
The arrival of the three Death Eaters, apart from bringing John the “Key to Diagon Alley” that he needed at the moment, also saved the [C-Class Earthbound Spirit] that had been starving for several months.
A real filling meal.
Constantine Castle, Exorcism Chamber.
There are various items placed here, which may have been obtained by John through some channels of the Vatican, and can be used to suppress and dispel evil spirits.
Such as some Bibles that have been enchanted and blessed by the Holy See.
Special silverware.
as well as…
“30 rounds, but every time you use one, you have one less. It’s really troublesome to make holy gold. It would be great if the wizards at Hogwarts could find a way to make these things faster.”
A box that was solemnly placed on the weapons rack was taken down by John.
Open.
A Winchester M1887 shotgun with a red oak stock and a golden carving of an exorcism image on the gun body came into view.
The shotgun in front of John has another special name.
[Holy Flame to Repel Demons M1887]!
Although this firearm has great lethality against evil spirits and demons, the most important thing is that it still requires special exorcism bullets.
John didn’t hesitate and put the weapon behind his back.
He also put the 30 silver bullets that had been specially blessed with holy water and that were neatly placed in the weapon box into his pocket.
It was a dark and windy night, but John, who was full of energy, didn’t feel tired at all.
John, wrapped tightly in a black robe, tried to hide himself deliberately. As there were almost no people in the tavern at the moment, he easily went to the alley at the back.
Recalling the way Professor McGonagall opened Diagon Alley before.
The wand in his hand moved quickly between several bricks.
With a series of crackling sounds, the familiar path from the daytime suddenly appeared.
However, Diagon Alley has become completely quiet at this moment.
“Thank goodness wizards don’t have a nightlife…”
John muttered something, and the location of the demon he had seen during the day immediately appeared in his eyes.
Following the dark demonic aura that was like a “mission guide”, John ran quickly in the silent Diagon Alley.
After twisting and turning in several alleys, we finally passed through a lot of places that looked like dog holes.
In a dilapidated and abandoned building that seemed to be out of the reach of Diagon Alley, a strange and deep entrance appeared in front of John.
At this moment, a clear demonic aura was extending downwards from the cave entrance.
And the locked red outline was quietly lying deep in the cave.
John took a deep breath, made the sign of the cross with his hands in front of his chest, prayed briefly, then suddenly opened a bottle of holy water and sprinkled it on his head.
He pushed eight [Exorcist Silver Bullets] into the [Exorcist Holy Flame].
As he jumped into the deep pit, his body slid down along the surrounding soil with a foul smell.
The dense and hair-raising noises made John’s expression change instantly.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”
When he rolled over, he finally came out of the disgusting passage.
The [Holy Fire Spell] in his hand rose up, and around him were pairs of scarlet eyes that were enough to scare people with trypophobia to faint on the spot, and those rats that were like a black torrent.
John’s expression changed instantly.
“Fuck! I hate rats!”
Chapter 12: The Ancient Cemetery Under Diagon Alley, Above the Evil Spirits! (Old Version)
I, Constantine, the Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts: Chapter 12: The Ancient Cemetery Under Diagon Alley, Above the Evil Spirits!
John’s face turned pale, and the rats around him, who were obviously irritated, looked at him as if he were food.
Almost at the moment he stood up, a shrill scream suddenly sounded from the surrounding swarm of rats.
Instantly rushed towards John.
The golden flame in his hand, which was originally used for lighting, instantly enlarged as John exerted force.
The blazing sacred fire was like flame touching gasoline.
The moment the holy water touched John, it completely enveloped John.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”
The sharp roar of pain and obvious anger made John’s face look extremely ugly.
Under the scorching heat of the holy fire, all the rats within a five-meter radius around him were burned to charcoal on the spot.
The swarms of rats that were frantically coming out of the surrounding passages were enough to easily kill him here.
He gritted his teeth.
He suddenly took out a few bottles of holy water from his arms.
With a loud bang, it smashed towards one direction. As the bottle broke, the holy water spread around and fell into the rat group.
The “sizzling” sound, like the burning sound of chemical corrosives, instantly spread among the rats.
Without waiting for these rats to make any further move.
John suddenly pulled out a cross with a flickering holy fire.
“The flood of sin that destroys the world swallows up everything in the world…”
“The light of the Lord hangs high in the firmament…”
“The Gospel of Praise sends the poor up to heaven”
“The path blessed by the Lord blocks out evil thoughts!”
John’s voice was like a huge bell with an echo, vibrating in this dark underground rat hole.
As he chanted the spell, the holy fire suddenly spread out from his body in all directions.
The group of rats that had originally attempted to force their way through the barrier of the holy fire were once again burned and forced back.
“May the believers of God nourish the barrenness, and may the faith of God dispel hell”
John’s expression was icy, and in his hand there was a cross with flames rising, and the fire suddenly spread rapidly.
The blinding flames have illuminated everything around.
Amid the squeaking sounds of the rats, John let out a long and solemn sigh.
“Amen!”
“BOOM!!!”
Like a locomotive made of flames, it rushed out from the cross, instantly engulfing countless rats in front of it, and in the blink of an eye rushed into a deep pit leading to a deeper place.
It was like golden light with bursts of Buddhist sounds, illuminating the cave.
An isolated road made of holy fire extends downwards.
【Exorcism: Gospel Road to Heaven】
It can be said that this is the most powerful exorcism spell John currently possesses.
Without even having time to think, John dodged and ran wildly. In the moment before entering the cave, he suddenly took out two bottles of holy water from his arms again.
There were two snaps, the sound of glass shattering.
The holy water was tainted by the holy fire, and the flames instantly turned into a wall of fire, completely sealing the entrance to the cave.
My body was like a slide, tumbling left and right, and I didn’t know how long I fell.
As his body fell heavily to the ground, the huge impact of the landing almost made John vomit his dinner.
“Fuck!”
He gritted his teeth and quickly got up, and everything came into view.
But it made his face turn pale instantly.
Looking around, even where he was standing at the moment, there were broken human remains and skeletons.
On the extremely torn and decayed pieces of cloth, one could vaguely see some traces of religious symbols.
At this moment, a huge monster was staring at him with a pair of scarlet eyes as big as basketballs, and its body was emitting pus. It was slowly approaching him step by step.
“Roar, roar, roar…”
Like a threatening growl coming from his abdomen, John felt the dark monster in front of him.
It doesn’t look like an enlarged version of a demonized rat, but more like a ferocious wolf.
As the real owner met him, the system in John’s mind immediately gave the information of the monster in front of him.
[B-rank: Sorrowful Demon Rat][Production: A terrifying monster formed by the curse and contamination of an unknown demonic aura and long-term corruption, extremely bloodthirsty][Exorcism advice: Kill]“As expected…”
Looking at the Sorrowful Demon Rat whose claws were as sharp as daggers, he suddenly began to speed up.
John murmured, and the next moment.
[Exorcist Holy Flame M1887] was already raised. The golden gun with exorcism patterns on it suddenly emitted a sacred aura the moment it came into contact with the holy fire on John’s body.
It was like a muffled thunder exploding instantly from the barrel of a gun.
A big hole suddenly appeared on the side of the head of the giant rat that was originally rushing towards John.
The intense pain instantly drove the already furious Sorrowful Demon Rat completely crazy.
With a “crack”, the terrifying sharp claws instantly tore the bones and rocks where John had just stood into pieces.
John’s face tightened.
The huge recoil of [Demon-Exorcist Holy Flame M1887] made him feel uncomfortable at the moment, even though his physical fitness was much stronger than that of an ordinary boy of eleven or twelve years old.
However, this is ultimately a terrifying weapon with a recoil so strong that even adults have to take it seriously.
“Die for me!”
Another shot was fired. This time John didn’t even give the opponent a chance to attack again. His arms were sore, but the muzzle of the gun was still accurately aimed at the monster’s head.
[Successfully exorcised “B-rank demon*1”][Reward: B-level exorcism treasure box *1]John looked at the giant rat lying powerlessly on the ground and didn’t have time to breathe a sigh of relief.
[Ding! The unknown demon seal is activated…]Chapter 13 S-Class Magic Flute Messenger! (Old Version)
I, Constantine, the Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts: Chapter 13: S-Class Magic Flute Master!
“Wotfa?!”
John’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The body of the Sorrowful Demon Rat, whose head was almost shattered by him, suddenly began to tremble violently as it lay on the ground.
Followed by a loud bang.
At the same time as pools of black blood gushed out of his body, John immediately felt the soles of his feet and the ground begin to tremble violently.
There were faint rumbling sounds, accompanied by the miserable screams of rats.
A torrent of black blood suddenly gushed out from the hole where he had just fallen.
Before John had a chance to think about the current situation, he instantly headed towards the strange throne in the cave that he had ignored from the beginning.
“Fuck! There’s actually a guy hiding?!”
John’s face instantly darkened, and he quickly replenished the [Demon-Exorcist Holy Flame M1887] with silver bullets.
He no longer cared about anything else and took out a palm-sized wine bottle from his arms.
He poured the deep red wine into his mouth in one gulp.
This was a fine wine that had been stored in the basement of the Vatican for hundreds of years, but John had no time to savor it.
In exorcism.
According to legend, it was during Jesus’ last supper.
When Jesus knew that there was a traitor among those present who would betray him, he said, “This wine is my blood, and the bread is my flesh.”
It is precisely this legend that inexplicably made the Vatican’s wine also known as “God’s blood”.
And for an exorcist like John.
The bottle of wine you drink at this moment can also be said to be borrowed from the “power of God”.
It only took a moment.
As the flow of black blood ended, a figure appeared, wearing a medieval dress and a hat with several irises on it, looking like a bard.
He sat quietly on the throne made of vines and bones.
John held the [Demon-Repelling Holy Flame M1887] in his hand, but at the moment this most powerful weapon of his could not give him even a little sense of security.
“Exorcist…”
A simple German sentence, sounding somewhat dry, came from the figure in front of him.
It was at this time that John finally received the demonic message from the system.
[S-rank: Hateful Corruption Rat Demon][Origin: Originally a legendary bard named Pete who traveled around Europe thousands of years ago, he could hypnotize rats by playing his flute and helped villages affected by rat plague to solve the problem. However, he was slandered and strangled by local officials during a hypnotic operation. His strong hatred made him favored by the devil of hell.][Exorcism advice: The magic flute may be the key]“Magic Flute? Rat Repellent?”
Somehow, John looked at the thin man in front of him.
The information provided by the system made John think of a fantasy character from his previous life.
Same experience, same encounter, same good intentions, but still being suspected and wrongly killed.
Looking at the front, there is already a demonic aura everywhere.
When he looked up, the Rat Demon with a dark blue and ferocious face appeared.
The hatred reflected in the other party’s golden pupils made John feel that the holy fire in his body had lost all its protective function in an instant.
“die!”
A dark shadow surged on the ground and instantly appeared in front of John.
A terrifying black claw suddenly emerged from the shadows and grabbed towards John.
“grass!”
The pain in his chest, along with three hideous bloody marks on his windbreaker, made John’s face look even uglier.
After rolling over and over in a panic to dodge several times.
In the sight, a green color suddenly flashed.
“Is that… the Magic Flute?!”
Just see.
Right under the rotten corpse of the [Sorrowful Demon Rat] that he had just killed, there was an emerald green flute lying there quietly.
Mixed in with the surrounding bones.
If it weren’t for that moment of trance, John might not have been able to find it.
[Demon-Exorcist Holy Flame M1887] roared, relying on the huge recoil force.
John flew back and instantly came to the side of the giant rat’s corpse. He rolled over with the force and unexpectedly, he had grasped the emerald green magic flute in his hand without knowing when.
“Smelly rat! Put my stuff down!”
It was as if the German language, which was inherently aggressive and violent, came out of the mouth of the rat-serving demon.
As he waved his arms while sitting on the throne, instantly, a series of hideous black ghost hands rushed towards John.
“Woooo …
The melodious flute sounded as John blew the magic flute while trying to suppress the stench coming from it.
A song from the previous life called “Hamulin, the Village of Chaos” was officially played in this world.
The truly sacred and peaceful holy fire light emanated from around John.
Gradually it spread to the magic flute in his hand.
In an instant, it was as if it had been petrified by Medusa’s eye.
The ferocious ghost hand, which was almost in front of him, froze in place.
The song was full of exotic mystery, mixed with sorrow and sadness, as if it was telling the story of a pitiful person. The expression on the face of the Rat Demon, who was originally sitting on the throne, instantly froze.
A pair of golden eyes regained some clarity.
The demonic energy that was originally surging wildly suddenly began to disperse like mist…
John played the tune that was deeply engraved in his memory over and over again, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead due to maintaining the Holy Fire Spell for a long time.
Just when he felt that his strength was almost exhausted.
A voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
[You received the Demon Subordinate Contract of “S-rank·Hateful Corrupted Rat Demon”][Successfully exorcised “S-class demon*1”]Chapter 14: Lottery! [Thoth’s Cursed Mirror] (Old Version)
[Successfully exorcised “S-class demon*1” (dual reward conditions not met)]Watt hair?
The voice in my mind only lasted for a moment.
John only felt a sudden tingling sensation in his forearms and raised his hands to look.
But he was surprised to find that at some point, a rune with a mysterious shape, like some kind of ritual array, had quietly appeared.
And it was precisely with the appearance of this mark that the terrifying [S-rank·Abominable Corrupted Rat Demon], which was originally full of evil spirit, suddenly stood up from the throne.
Under John’s stiff gaze of uncertainty, he suddenly flashed in front of him.
“You are a very lucky kid. I am looking forward to what heights you can reach in the future…”
It was still a sentence in German that John could only hear haltingly, spoken from the other person’s mouth.
The other person’s body seemed to suddenly turn into a ball of pitch-black mist and instantly flowed into the runes on John’s arm.
As the cold feeling gradually disappears.
This terrifying demon in front of him, who even required John to put his head on the gambling table, was just like this…
“He, he entered my body?!”
John fumbled his body anxiously, however, even if he squeezed out the last bit of strength to activate the holy fire.
However, he did not feel anything unusual in his body.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak”
A rat-like sound, which was almost a conditioned reflex for John to hear from now on, came from his feet.
If it weren’t for the sudden force from his arms that stopped him from pulling the trigger.
The pitch-black, round-eyed, and extremely spiritual-looking enlarged rat in front of him was about to be turned into a pile of minced meat in front of the [Exorcist Holy Flame M1887].
The testy German voice rang out in John’s mind.
“You are such an idiot! Can you control your temper? How can a single-celled organism like you create such a magical song?!”
John: “…”
“Hey Reshet…”
At this moment, he was completely convinced that he had indeed completed the exorcism, but it seemed that it was not completely true.
[Host, do not be nervous. The “S-rank·Hateful Corruption Rat Demon” is under the control of the System Exorcist Contract.][If there is any possibility of any threat to the host, the system will immediately clear it out][Before that, congratulations to the host for obtaining the first official “Demon Servant”]The system had never given John so much information at once, which made John, who was originally a little confused, calm down instantly.
After thinking clearly about the key points.
John seemed to have thought of something in an instant.
“Does this count as getting an S-class super demon as my guardian spirit?!”
The system did not respond.
However, at this time, the voice of the devil just now came again.
“This evil rat is my human form. I advise you not to point your damn fire stick at it again!”
The sound disappears.
John looked completely harmless, like a pitch-black pika, even a bit cute, and he was amazed.
At this moment, the little guy seemed to have no wariness towards the people around him and John in front of him.
With his short legs, he kept rolling around in the messy pile of bones.
A pair of pink but definitely not delicate claws were waving wildly.
He dug out golden or silver objects from the pile of bones.
“What the hell! This is actually a treasure-hunting rat?!”
night.
When John left Diagon Alley and returned home carrying two huge packages.
The whole person was surprisingly excited.
“It’s coming! It’s coming! This wave is really coming!”
In the Constantine Castle, the [Magic Mouse] named Jerry by John began to get familiar with the new environment.
The demon figure named Pete by Constantine came out of John’s body.
With his hands behind his back, he admired the exquisite paintings like an artist.
John was alone.
Like a miser, he buried his head in a pile of glittering things, picking them out excitedly.
“Hahaha! Oh my god, it’s a Bible made entirely of gold foil! I’ve seen it, ah ~ God is golden ~”
“Wesker, bring me a big box, quickly. The instruments used by these guys from the Church are even more luxurious than mine! I never even thought that bottles for holy water could be made of gold…”
“These damn rich people! Those old guys in the Vatican keep crying poor all day long. It looks like I need to go to the Vatican’s treasury when I have time…”
Pete heard John’s mumbling voice behind him and couldn’t help shaking his head.
I really don’t understand why he is such a materialistic, greedy, and always swearing guy.
Why is the exorcism spell so pure?
Could it be that this guy is really the illegitimate son of God?
Just when Pete, this “energy body”, took over John’s bathroom and claimed that he wanted to soak in the bathtub tonight.
In the bedroom.
John rubbed his hands together and made the sign of the cross over his chest devoutly.
“Oh God, whether you are a girl or a Nagel, please, give me strength!”
“System! Open the treasure chest for me!”
[You opened the “B-level Exorcist Treasure Box”][You obtained: Special item “Thoth’s Cursed Mirror”][You opened the “S-level Exorcist Treasure Box”]【You have obtained…】
Chapter 15 That year I carried a box of demons and boarded a train full of little wizards (old version)
One month.
It wasn’t too long for John.
Although he was looking forward to seeing his wand as soon as possible, John did not simply waste this month on meaningless waiting.
“【Cursed Mirror of Thoth】: A magic mirror cursed by Thoth, the ancient Egyptian god of wisdom, which is used to teach lazy people in the world who try to steal precious knowledge without going through the world and researching. It can quickly learn and research specific knowledge and skills by consuming lifespan.”
King’s Cross Station, London, England.
John was dressed like a rich young man, pushing a small cart, looking at the platform numbers one by one.
Soon, we arrived between platforms nine and ten.
“Hey! John! It’s really you!”
A shout of surprise brought John back to his senses as he was fantasizing about his wonderful life after school started.
When he saw Harry, who was also pushing a cart and seemed to have been waiting here for a while, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
“Hi~? Brother Fu.”
Although Harry didn’t understand why John called him “Brother Fu”, he could tell from the other party’s expression that John was in a good mood at the moment, and he seemed to be encouraged.
“I’ve been here for a while, but even if I ask all the staff here, no one knows where Platform 9 3/4 is…”
As he spoke, Harry couldn’t help but reveal a hint of anxiety on his face.
Calculating the time, it won’t be long before the Hogwarts train starts.
John looked around, but the Weasley family, who were supposed to show Harry the way at this time, did not show up.
It seems that my appearance has more or less affected the plot.
then.
John didn’t waste any time and took a brief look at the wall of the platform.
“Harry, do you believe me?”
Harry was confused as he looked at John who was suddenly so serious.
But in his heart, John is already his only friend now.
Without even thinking about it, he nodded heavily.
“certainly!”
John smiled with satisfaction, and suddenly exerted force with his feet. The cart in his hand suddenly crashed into the wall.
“Harry! Follow me!”
Although he was full of confusion and shock, Harry immediately burst out all the strength in his small body when he heard John’s greeting.
Two people, one in front and one behind.
Just when Harry almost felt that he was about to crash into John.
John in front suddenly dived into the wall and disappeared the moment his body touched the wall.
By the time he came back to his senses from the shock.
But they themselves were in a trance, passing through the wall, and saw the hustle and bustle in front of them, with people of the same age as them everywhere.
“Platform nine and three quarters, as expected…”
John had a smile on his face. The experience he just had was like he had personally entered the movie world and became an actor in Hogwarts.
This wonderful feeling made John very interested in the other young wizards of Hogwarts who were about to come.
John and Harry quickly found an empty carriage and entered.
After putting away all the gifts, Harry’s eyes stayed on the suitcase that John placed gently at his feet.
I couldn’t help but look at the empty luggage compartment above my head in confusion.
“John, I have some space here for your suitcase…”
Hearing this, John smiled meaningfully.
Pat your suitcase.
“Forget it. The things inside are very important. If they are exposed, I’m afraid there will be a lot of trouble.”
Harry nodded, not quite understanding.
Just when Harry was about to ask John how his time was going in the month before school started.
A figure suddenly appeared at the door of the box nearby.
“Excuse me, can I sit here? There are no seats in other carriages…”
Ron Weasley!
John glanced at the other person inconspicuously, and his eyes slowly rested on the backpack on his chest.
A tiny living creature was stirring inside.
It goes without saying that the person in there must be the traitor who betrayed Harry’s parents, Peter Pettigrew.
“Hehe, Animagus, I wonder what my Animagus will be if I learn this magic?”
Seeing that John had no objection, Harry enthusiastically nodded and agreed to Ron’s request.
“My name is Ron, Ron Weasley, my parents are both wizards, and my brother is also studying at Hogwarts…”
As he spoke, Ron’s eyes suddenly turned to Harry who was standing beside him.
“You must be Harry Potter, right? Um, can I see your scar?”
Harry was confused but not surprised to hear that the other party knew his name without him even introducing himself.
John did not interrupt the two people’s chattering, but propped up one arm and quietly watched the scenery outside the window that was rapidly receding.
According to the agreement between him and Ollivander, since the other party did not write to him during this month to tell him about some unexpected things.
Then the delivery of the magic wand can probably be completed smoothly today.
While John was thinking about his own problem, Harry suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.
Seeing that he had come to his senses, he pushed the pile of snacks that he had bought at some point in front of John.
“John, what are you thinking about? You have hardly spoken since you got in the car.”
Hearing this, he was happily enjoying the strange-tasting beans given by rich brother Harry.
It was as if he had guessed it all at once.
“John, you must be worried about the entrance examination?”
John raised his eyebrows and looked at Ron with an expression that said “I know the whole truth” and began to talk about some assessment contents, such as having to deal with trolls or surviving the pursuit of dragons before entering school.
But in my heart I was already smiling from ear to ear.
“Trolls and dragons? What are they compared to the evil spirits and monsters in my suitcase?”
Chapter 16 Ron, my mouse can bring me gold coins, how about yours? (Old version)
I knew from the beginning that this so-called entrance examination was extremely terrifying.
It was just some bad-humored jokes passed down from senior class, and John had no intention of pointing them out.
Even though Harry was so frightened by the “battle scene” described by Ron that he lost all appetite for snacks, he did not speak out to stop them.
“I really can’t listen any more. Do you think that Hogwarts, with a great headmaster like Professor Dumbledore, can prepare these outrageous tests for new wizards?”
“Redhead, you don’t understand anything at all!”
When the chestnut-colored naturally fluffy curly hair came into view, John, who had been leaning back in his seat and quietly watching Ron’s performance, noticed something.
Hermione suddenly barged in and directly exposed Ron’s bragging right away.
Ron, who was speaking excitedly, instantly had his face flushed red.
“My three brothers all go to school at Hogwarts, and my parents are also graduates of Hogwarts. Why do you think I’m lying?”
Perhaps the wizarding world is just that small.
Normally, children from wizarding families at least know of each other’s existence.
Or maybe, Ron was just angered by Hermione’s sudden questioning.
Hearing Ron’s incomprehensible rebuttal, Hermione’s face revealed the arrogance that only a top student could have.
She snorted softly.
“Anyone who has read the History of Hogwarts before school starts will know that both trolls and dragons are clearly identified as dangerous magical creatures by the Ministry of Magic. Why do you think Hogwarts will allow young wizards who have just enrolled and can’t even use wands to deal with these monsters?”
Ron: “…”
Harry looked at Ron with a strange expression, whose face was almost the same color as Ron’s hair.
After thinking about it, he decided not to give the opponent, who was in such an embarrassing situation at the moment, a finishing blow of questioning.
Seeing that everyone was silent.
The little witch couldn’t help but raise her little head proudly.
What was considered an annoying action in the eyes of Ron and Harry was so cute and smart in John’s eyes.
“You, why are you looking at me like that?”
The undisguised admiring look was noticed by Hermione.
When Hermione saw John, whose demeanor was completely different from the two fools in front of her, she felt unusually embarrassed.
The fair little face flushed slightly.
John smiled and shrugged.
“Nothing, I’m just surprised that someone would spend so much time on “A History of Hogwarts” in the month before school starts.”
“If this person is not an idiot, then he must have done a rough preview of the course along with the other first-year courses.”
John smiled and held out his hand.
“It’s nice to meet you, future Miss Hogwarts genius, but I think you may not like seeing my face very much after this semester is over.”
John said this with confidence.
With the help of [Thoth’s Cursed Mirror], he has easily completed all the courses for the first year at Hogwarts.
Although there are some areas where I need some guidance from professors.
But there is no doubt that what John lacks at this moment is only the wand customized by Ollivander.
The two looked at each other, and the arrogance on Hermione’s face couldn’t help but pause slightly.
But her long-standing competitive spirit prevented her from showing any timidity in front of John.
With a soft hum, she stretched out her little hand and gently shook hands with John.
“My name is Hermione Granger, what’s yours?”
“John Constantine.”
“Hmph! I’ll remember you,” said Hermione, and at this moment she seemed to suddenly remember something.
“By the way, I was just helping Neville find his lost toad. Did you guys see it just now?”
Ron pouted.
“Who would pay attention to that kind of thing…”
Hermione glanced at him coldly without saying anything, but her eyes were looking at John, who had been acting very calmly among the group but whose confidence was the most difficult to ignore.
“Miss Granger, if it’s just a simple matter of finding a toad, then it really isn’t that difficult.”
As John said this, the faces of several people in the box suddenly changed.
He suddenly pulled out a fat black mouse from his windbreaker pocket.
Although the appearance of the [Demonic Rat] looks more like a cute mouse rabbit.
But as a girl, Hermione still instinctively moved away at the first moment.
“You, you actually brought a mouse as a pet? God, when I saw this written on the notice, I even thought it was a joke…”
“There are actually people who keep rats as pets?!”
Hermione looked disgusted and quickly took two steps back.
However, although John thought this action was nothing, it instantly irritated Ron, who already disliked the other party.
“Enough, you short-sighted guy, this is the wizarding world, why can’t we keep mice as pets.”
As he spoke, Ron suddenly took out an extremely ugly mouse from his pocket.
If Hermione could barely accept the image of Roman’s [Magic Rat] after taking a closer look, the “Scabbers” that Ron took out at this moment instantly broke down the psychological defenses of the little girl Hermione.
“Ah! Bastard! Take your stinking rat away from me!”
A shrill scream spread throughout the box.
Ron looked at Hermione’s huge reaction with embarrassment and anger, and couldn’t help but exert a little force on Scabbers’ hand.
“Squeak, squeak…”
“Scabbers is my family member. He has lived in our house since a long time ago! You Muggle, how rude!”
Seeing that the two sides were about to start arguing, John quickly reached out to interrupt.
He looked at Ron curiously.
“Ron, does your Scabbers have any special abilities? Since it’s a wizard’s pet, it must not be an ordinary mouse, right?”
Ron, who was originally furious and looked annoyed at Hermione’s short-sightedness, suddenly froze in expression.
He turned his head and looked at John blankly, then looked at Banban in his hand, who had gone from struggling to giving up.
“What do you mean, isn’t it supposed to be just a normal mouse? He’s just a pet.”
Suddenly, John shook his head and raised the [Demonic Rat] in his hand.
“I don’t know about others, but at least…my Jerry can always bring me some gold coins from outside.”
Chapter 17 Hermione: Go to hell! You bastard! (Old version)
“Walter? The mouse brought back gold coins?!”
Everyone’s eyes widened in surprise.
As Miss Know-It-All, Hermione couldn’t help but take a step forward out of curiosity. She carefully observed Jerry in John’s hand for a long time, and her cute little face was full of confusion.
“This, this is the magical creature in the wizarding world, the Niffler?”
“But why is it different from the illustrations I saw in ‘Thirty-two Fantastic Beasts Every Wizard Must Know’?”
Ron, standing aside, stared with clear eyes at Banban in his hand, and then looked at Jerry, who was round and round in John’s hand and was combing his beard.
“What’s a Niffler?”
Hermione looked at him as if he were an idiot.
“Didn’t you just say that all your family members are wizards? How come you don’t even know the Niffler?”
The arrogance she had put away when facing John returned the moment she faced Ron again.
He snorted with pride.
“The book says that Nifflers are small magical animals from Britain. They are harmless, but have no resistance to glittering things, especially gold and silver jewelry. They also have a pouch with a built-in traceless extension spell.”
Ron looked grim and embarrassed, and sat closer to Harry.
At the same time, he murmured in dissatisfaction.
“Where on earth did she come from? No one wants her to answer anything… What a nuisance!”
Suddenly, Hermione’s eyes widened in anger.
John, who was standing by, saw that the other party was about to take out his wand, so he quickly waved his hand to interrupt him.
“Oh my! Miss Granger, I think you know better than me what the consequences would be if you used your wand to cast a spell on others today. Calm down!”
Hermione appears to be rigid but is always willing to follow the rules.
But John knew clearly that the little wizards in Gryffindor, even the most honest Neville Longbottom, had the courage to challenge the rules.
Ron, however, remained stubborn and snorted in disdain.
“It’s hilarious, John. Why do you think this annoying guy can do magic?”
Hermione: “Repaired!”
Harry’s eyes widened instantly, and in his view through the shattered lens, the cracks disappeared instantly the moment Hermione pointed her wand at him.
Looking at Ron, whose face turned red and frozen, as if he wanted to open the window and jump out of the car to escape on the spot, Hermione had no intention of letting him go.
“In fact, it seems that I have indeed overestimated those of you who come from wizard families, don’t you think… Mr. Wizard?”
The tense scene made John, who was watching the show on the side, unable to stand idly by.
He stood up, put a hand on Hermione’s shoulder, and pushed her out of the box.
“Okay, Miss Granger, I don’t think you want to waste time on this meaningless fight, right? Mr. Longbottom, whom you mentioned, should still be waiting for his toad…”
John said, turning back to wink at Harry.
After the latter nodded to show that he understood, he took Hermione out of the box.
“Harry, you saw it too. That guy just now suddenly barged in and became inexplicably annoying… I’m sure that such an annoying guy must be a Slytherin!”
Ron complained unhappily.
“And that John, why does he seem to like that annoying guy just now? Are they the same kind of people?”
“That’s enough Ron!”
Harry originally planned to deal with it casually and let the other party calm down.
When he heard Ron actually said something bad about John, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.
“You don’t know John. He is not a simple man. Besides, he is my friend! The best friend!”
I was originally going to say that John is a powerful exorcist.
Possesses the ability to cast magic without the use of a wand.
But thinking that John didn’t seem to want people around him to know this, he reluctantly stopped the excuse that was on the tip of his tongue.
Let’s not talk about what happened between Harry and Ron.
At first, Hermione was full of grievance and anger, complaining about how annoying people like Ron were, while watching Jerry quickly searching for toads in front of the two of them.
But after a while, he felt John’s hand, which he had never removed from his shoulder.
Hermione’s voice became quieter.
“Mr. Constantine, don’t you think your behavior is a little inappropriate?”
John blinked innocently.
“Hermione, I don’t understand what you mean. Also, why do you look so wary of me? I thought we should be friends, and I just don’t want you to accidentally fall because of the bumpy train.”
Hermione’s face was slightly flushed as she looked up and glared at this seemingly shameless guy.
John, who was dressed more like an adult, was instantly equated with “bad intentions” in her mind.
“Okay, okay, Miss Granger, you win. Don’t look at me with such strange eyes. It will make people think that I have abandoned you. It will be difficult for me to explain it clearly.”
Hermione stared with wide eyes at John, who was truly shameless.
He gritted his teeth and suddenly stepped on John’s instep.
Amid the latter’s cry of pain, he left a word.
“John Constantine! I should have thought of it earlier. Since a guy like you is sitting in the same box with that red-haired guy, you must be the same kind of person!”
John black question mark face.
Is Miss Know-It-All so ignorant of humor?
Searching side by side, it became one in front and one behind.
John did not go forward to cause trouble, but Hermione, who felt the footsteps behind her, clenched her hands.
My heart was filled with regret.
Jerry, who seemed to have found some clues, sped up, while John, who followed behind her, had no obligation to help her complete the “good guy mission”.
Although this guy seems a little too familiar, but…I think I was a little too excited about him.
A lazy voice came into my ears from behind.
“Ms. Granger, don’t expect a simple apology to calm me down. I’m not a broad-minded person.”
Hermione blushed.
Hermione clenched her fists.
Hermione turned her head.
“Go to hell! You disgusting bastard!”
Chapter 18: Mag: Mr. Constantine, children are forbidden to fall in love (old version)
Amid the rumbling sound of the train.
The box where Harry Potter and his companions were at the moment was unusually quiet.
John was sitting by the window with a smile on his face, and one of his hands was on the shoulder of Miss Know-It-All, Hermione Granger.
The latter’s face was so red that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.
He buried his head and unconsciously flipped through the book “Introduction to Herbal Medicine” in front of him, pretending that nothing was wrong.
And in front of her.
Harry, who was sitting with Ron, looked at John with admiration, his profile illuminated by the twilight outside the window, looking quite mysterious.
The admiration for John in my heart is as endless as the Thames.
“Harry, why do I feel like… John seems to like this guy?”
Ron whispered in Harry’s ear.
However, he did not notice that just as he finished speaking, the know-it-all lady in front of him, who was holding a page of the book, froze noticeably.
Covered by the fluffy chipmunk-like hair, the ears began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Especially when she felt John’s hand on her shoulder suddenly exert force.
Hermione’s body froze as if she had been petrified.
It was precisely this lovely action of the other party that made John, who seemed to be looking out the window at the moment, very happy.
Life at Hogwarts seems to be getting more and more interesting~
….
“All freshmen, come here… Your gifts will be delivered to your dormitories by special elves. I hope that all of you have put on your wizard robes neatly now…”
Hagrid’s tall figure stood on the platform holding a lamp to welcome the new students.
“John, are you a Catholic? And don’t tell me that your cross is made of pure gold…”
After getting off the train, Hermione looked at the little wizards around her, and finally couldn’t suppress her strong curiosity.
Hearing this, John smiled and took out a golden cross from his collar.
“I guess so, but… this is not pure gold. As you can see, there is also an ordinary stone on it.”
Hermione looked at the diamond-shaped stone with a dog-like mark on it in the middle of the cross John was holding up, with a puzzled look on her face.
“Why is there such a strange thing? Even if there is something inlaid on the cross, shouldn’t it be a statue of Jesus?”
John put the things away and blinked mysteriously.
Once again, a hand quickly grabbed the opponent’s shoulder without giving the opponent a chance to dodge.
“Miss Hermione, you have to know that even if God exists, he may not necessarily bless me with a long life, but I think a stone like me can.”
He didn’t explain too much.
The smile in his eyes couldn’t be concealed.
“【Zodiac Talisman·Dog】: A treasure from the mysterious East. Anyone who wears the 【Dog Talisman】 will be completely immune to poison, disease, and other negative effects, and will have unlimited lifespan and energy.”
The reward of the S-level [Exorcist Treasure Box], combined with [Tuth’s Cursed Magic Mirror], made John feel like he was cheating.
Without any concerns about lifespan.
In just one month, John completely mastered all the magical theory knowledge from the books he bought in Diagon Alley.
Master them all.
John’s open embrace of a little witch, coupled with his own unique temperament, quickly made the two of them the focus of the crowd.
When they got on the ferry, Harry and the other man who were traveling with them immediately sat obediently in the seats farthest away from them.
We crossed the Black Lake, which seemed unprecedentedly cold in the dark night, and passed through the bridge arch.
The towering and majestic building of Hogwarts, full of medieval mystery, came into everyone’s sight.
Even John couldn’t help but sigh inwardly as he looked at this magnificent building.
If Constantine Castle were as big as Hogwarts…even Wesker would probably be paralyzed from exhaustion.
Led by Hagrid, everyone entered the Hogwarts Castle.
In front of the branch auditorium.
Professor McGonagall was standing here early in the morning. When she saw the little wizards walking up the stairs one by one, a gentle smile suddenly appeared in her eyes.
These little wizards will be in the next few years.
After being taught at Hogwarts, they became outstanding wizards.
As a senior professor at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall enjoys this process the most.
However, just as she was about to explain to everyone the situation of the four major branches of Hogwarts and some common sense about admission as usual.
Two figures that stood out in the crowd instantly froze the smile on her face.
“Mr. Constantine! Although I know you should be very good at making friends, I still think I need to remind you…”
“Children, no romance allowed!”
In an instant, all eyes focused on John and Hermione who were sitting at the back of the crowd.
The latter’s already red face reached its peak in an instant.
Like a frightened rabbit, he quickly struggled to break free from John’s arms.
“No, Professor, you misunderstood. We, I…”
Hermione was so anxious that she was about to cry, but John shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened.
“Professor, we are just very close. After all, I think even you can’t refuse an excellent little witch who can preview all the first-grade books a month before school starts, right?”
“I can’t refuse anyway.”
Professor McGonagall was slightly stunned, then looked at Hermione in surprise, who did have the spirit of a top student, and nodded slowly, thus letting the two of them go.
“Oh, it’s really strange, now Muggles can actually master spells by self-study?”
A low laugh of disdain was heard among the crowd.
John glanced calmly at the kid with striking blond hair, and was able to guess his identity at a glance from the two fat guys who stood behind him like door gods.
“Draco Malfoy, a rich second-generation wizard who always likes to get into trouble.”
He smiled slightly.
“You look like you’re bound to be the top student in the class. If you can get rid of the two fat guys behind you who look exactly like the troll illustrations, maybe I will applaud your confidence. But now…”
“There is a saying in our Muggle world that birds of a feather flock together. Two idiots and a person like you who is not that stupid, rounding off…”
John raised a few fingers and said something regretful, but his eyes were full of undisguised disdain.
“The wizard robes you are wearing are emitting the smell of stupidity.”
“Walter! You bastard! What did you say?!”
Hermione opened her mouth wide: “This shameless guy has such a poisonous mouth”
Chapter 19 Ahhh! Does this count as a public confession? (Old version)
“You bastard! How dare you scold me?!”
Draco had never thought that he, the eldest son of the Malfoy family, would one day be called a fool by a dirty Mudblood.
He was so angry that he was about to rush towards John.
Professor McGonagall, who had seen everything, just snorted in doubt, and his movements froze instantly.
A face that one had to admit was very handsome, but now it was livid with anger.
John shrugged and shook his head.
“Oh~sobad~”
Draco Malfoy: “…”
At this moment, he wished that his eyes could be like Medusa’s in the myth, so that with just one glare he could turn the damn bastard in front of him into a stone.
Then he went up and smashed the other person into pieces.
It would be best if these dirty stones were sunk into the Black Lake at Hogwarts…
“Ahem! Okay, everyone, be quiet. Next, you will need to be formally sorted. All little wizards, line up in two rows and follow me…”
Professor McGonagall coughed softly.
Everyone hurriedly stood up obediently.
Hermione, who was standing in front of John, suddenly nodded her head backwards and muttered in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
“The symbol of Slytherin House is a poisonous snake. I think you will definitely be sorted into Slytherin.”
There was a faint smile on her lips.
At the same time, I couldn’t help thinking in my heart.
“The annoying guy just now took the initiative to stand up and spit venom at the blond. It seems that he is not so annoying.”
John had a smirk on his face.
“If that’s the case, then Miss Granger will be in big trouble during the sorting today. None of the four major branches have a cute big white rabbit as their logo.”
Hermione immediately understood John’s meaning, and her face, which had just cooled down, turned red again.
With a “bang”, the head hit John’s chest again.
Just as the two of them were flirting with each other under the strange gazes of the people around them.
As the door of the auditorium in front of them opened, several rows of tables and wizards belonging to different colleges applauded happily and looked at these new wizards who were enrolled this year.
John’s gaze immediately fixed on Dumbledore, who was sitting in the headmaster’s seat.
It was just like in the plot.
He has a tall body like a warrior, but with a long silver beard and a loose and well-fitting robe, he looks like a wise man with a very rich inner world.
But…this guy really didn’t pay any attention to me at all.
Whether it was Dumbledore or Severus Snape, the black-robed, greasy-haired prince sitting in the professor’s seat, their eyes were always fixed on Harry Potter in the crowd.
Oh, yes, and the same goes for our Professor Quirrell.
At this moment, in addition to these, in front of everyone, on a high stool, a hat that seemed to have a faint smell of dust was placed on it.
Seeing this scene, John had the foresight to reach out and cover the ears of the little witch in front of him.
“what you do?”
The little witch turned around with dissatisfied eyes and took John’s hand away from her ear.
However, the next moment.
“Welcome, welcome~ Warm welcome~”
“The fun is about to begin~”
“I am the Hogwarts Sorting Hat, and it is my turn to perform my duties…”
Little witch horror!
The little witch feels guilty!
The little witch ashamedly put John’s hands back over her ears.
She blushed and gritted her teeth as she looked at the strange-looking hat in front of her. She couldn’t believe that there could be such an unpleasant and harsh song in the world…
The Sorting Hat song ended, causing the older students around to cover their ears in advance.
Professor McGonagall, who looked unhappy, picked up the list and glared at it with dissatisfaction. Dumbledore, who was still enjoying the Sorting Hat Song, then took a deep breath.
“The new students whose names I’m going to call out will come up and sit in this seat. I’ll put the Sorting Hat on you, and then assign you your future house.”
Without waiting for the new wizards present to react, John had already heard the deafening name of the Hogwarts Iron-Hat King.
“Hannah Abbott!”
“Yes! What a wizard’s name?”
Everyone’s strange gazes stayed on John, who suddenly let out a strange cry, and Hannah Abbott, who was called by name, was shocked to hear John praise her name so boldly in front of so many people.
The little girl couldn’t help but blush on her face.
John coughed twice. He didn’t expect that his reaction to seeing the Iron Hat King would be so big.
Professor McGonagall glared at him, then placed the Sorting Hat on Hannah’s head.
“Hufflepuff!”
There was a round of applause from Hufflepuff House.
As their names were called one by one, Harry Potter, Ron, and Draco completed the sorting.
Seeing that Harry Potter was assigned to Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall showed a relieved smile on her face.
“Hermione Granger!”
The little witch took John’s hand off her shoulder and sat on the chair nervously.
The Sorting Hat was placed on Hermione Granger’s head by Professor McGonagall.
“Walter? Who is John Constantine? This girl wants to be assigned to the same house as you!”
Hermione: “???”
Hermione: “!!!”
John was also stunned. The two of them looked at each other, and all the gossipy eyes around them instantly focused on the two of them.
Especially the gazes from the Ravenclaw seniors were filled with excitement.
“Aaaaaah! Does this count as a public confession!!!”
Chapter 20 John’s Branch, the Vatican is coming again!!! (Old version)
The Gryffindors, who were originally very excited about getting Harry Potter, soon began to howl with excitement because of Hermione’s “bold confession”.
“Oh my god, what did I hear?!”
“Oh my God, the new wizards already have lovers?”
“Shut up you damn idiot, look at the two of them, how well matched they are…”
Compared to the sincere blessings from Hufflepuff, the booing and howling from Gryffindor, and the auntie smiles from the Ravenclaw seniors throughout the whole process.
At this moment, Draco, who was sitting in the Slytherin seat, snorted coldly.
“Birds of a feather flock together, mudbloods should be paired with mudbloods!”
Being a proud and arrogant person, he naturally felt bad about losing face in front of John today.
However, John naturally couldn’t hear any of this at the moment.
He touched his nose awkwardly, and looked at the people around him, as well as Hermione, who was almost treating the Sorting Hat as a hood, holding on to the brim of the hat tightly, as if she was too embarrassed to face anyone.
It all caught him off guard.
In the professor’s seat, Dumbledore burst into hearty laughter.
“It’s great to be young, haha. Every year when I see new little wizards enrolling, I feel like I’m ten years younger…”
Snape looked at the scene coldly, his eyes icy and no one knew what he was thinking.
Fortunately, Professor McGonagall coughed dryly in time.
“Okay, Sorting Hat, get to work.”
Hermione was holding the brim of the Sorting Hat, and it was obvious that she found it quite fun to tease such a cute little witch.
He pondered for a while.
The name of a college was read out on the spot.
“Gryffindor!”
Just as the Sorting Hat’s voice fell, the Weasley twins’ voices came excitedly from the Gryffindor seats.
“John Constantine! We got your little witch!”
“Hahaha! You must come to our Gryffindor.”
Amidst the laughter, Professor McGonagall, with a stern face, sent the little witch, who was covering her face, to the Gryffindor table, and glared at the twin brothers who were always restless.
“Okay! Next, John Constantine!”
Everyone’s eyes were focused on John. This little brother who had brought such a big news to his seniors right after the start of the school year was immediately recognized by everyone present.
“Wow~ What a magical boy, you really have a good-looking appearance, hurry up, put me on quickly, I can’t wait to break up you two little lovers…”
The Sorting Hat struggled excitedly in Professor McGonagall’s hands.
Its unpleasant voice, like that of a drake, had long made it give up on being loved by the little wizards.
As soon as these words were spoken, Hermione, who was lying on the Gryffindor table with a blushing face, suddenly raised her head anxiously.
John smiled and comforted the other person.
Slowly put on the Sorting Hat.
However, just when he was thinking about whether he should make some unspeakable “py deal” with the Sorting Hat to allow himself to successfully enter Gryffindor.
A loud cry like a night owl, filled with fear and anxiety, suddenly came from the Sorting Hat.
“The Holy See! He is a spy sent by the Holy See!”
“The damn Vatican’s Heretic Punishment Institute is here to massacre wizards again!”
“Run! Run!!!”
Everyone at the scene: “…”
The expectant expressions on everyone’s faces froze at this moment. They looked at each other, completely confused as to what the Sorting Hat was talking about.
“What? The Holy See? What does that mean?”
“The Heretic Punishment House… My God, I seem to have seen it in some wizard novels. The guys there are not human, they are demons. They… they will burn all wizards to death! No matter if they are old or children…”
“What? John Constantine is from the Vatican?!”
Some understood the situation, some didn’t, after someone on the spot revealed the information about the so-called Heretic Punishment Center.
Everyone looked at John with horror in an instant.
After hearing about the Vatican’s punishments for heretics, some little witches were so scared that they burst into tears.
“Wuwuwu…”
Looking at the messy scene, John turned his head blankly to look at Professor McGonagall beside him, with his hands spread out innocently.
express.
“Professor McGonagall, you can see that I didn’t do anything!”
However, at this moment, the Sorting Hat on his head was still hysterically shouting at the little wizards around him, asking them to escape quickly, otherwise they would be burned to death by the Vatican.
“That’s enough!”
Professor McGonagall was so angry that her face turned blue. She grabbed the Sorting Hat and threw it on the ground in front of everyone.
She took a deep breath, and with the help of the amplification spell, a warning sounded so loud that the candles in the auditorium flickered.
“Quiet!!!”
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, McGonagall quickly walked to Dumbledore and explained in a low voice.
I heard that John might actually come from a Vatican family and have a noble heritage.
Dumbledore couldn’t help but look at the other person in surprise.
Then Dumbledore himself stood up.
“Everyone, be quiet! Don’t be misled by those novels and travelogues in the wizard bookstore. The Church no longer hunts down wizards. That was thousands of years ago. There is nothing wrong with Mr. John Constantine!”
Everyone was skeptical.
However, John’s label as the “descendant of a wizard killer” was determined precisely in this way.
“Mr. Constantine, the Sorting Hat is a little confused right now, so I allow you to choose the house you want to go to.”
Dumbledore spoke.
John bowed and walked towards Miss Know-It-All from Gryffindor without hesitation.
But at this moment.
A slightly anxious voice came from the small door behind the professor’s seat.
“Wait, Mr. Constantine!”
John turned his head and saw Ollivander, who was wearing a long robe, looking exhausted, and holding a box solemnly in his arms.
His expression suddenly became excited.
“Mr. Ollivander, is my wand ready?!”
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Chapter 21 I, a freshman at Hogwarts, start with [Expecto Patronus] (old version)
Ollivander!
He had arrived here early, and had agreed with Professor McGonagall to call John to her office alone after the sorting ceremony.
Then hand the wand to the other person.
However, Ollivander, who was eager to let John use the wand he made as soon as possible, was ultimately unable to control his inner urgency.
After John had chosen the sorting, he ignored his agreement with Professor McGonagall and appeared in person at the sorting ceremony.
“Mr. Ollivander, is my wand ready?”
John stepped forward excitedly.
When the little wizards heard that John still hadn’t got his wand, they couldn’t help but look over here in surprise.
“Walter, why did John take his wand now? I heard that Ollivander’s wand shop has thousands of wands. Any wizard can always buy a wand that suits him.”
Ron whispered doubtfully into Harry’s ear.
“Could it be… No, that shouldn’t be the case. Muggles can exchange gold Galleons from Gringotts.”
Harry shook his head. As one of the people present on the day when John customized his wand, he was also full of expectations and curiosity about John’s wand.
At that time, the feather of a creature that even Mr. Ollivander and Professor McGonagall did not recognize made him feel very comfortable.
Dumbledore also walked over slowly at this moment.
His eyes first looked at John gently, and then looked at the long wooden box in Ollivander’s hand.
“I can see, old friend, that you have made a real masterpiece.”
Dumbledore had not yet finished speaking.
Ollivander shook his head excitedly.
“No, no, no, Professor Dumbledore, I must state that I treat all my creations equally, because I regard each of them as my own children. However, this time, Mr. Constantine’s wand is different!”
Ollivander’s voice was quite loud, and many young wizards simply stood on the dining table and looked over here curiously.
“I am sure that it will be difficult for not only me but also my descendants to reach this level of the magic wand I made this time…”
Ollivander said this solemnly, and when he carefully opened the wooden box in front of John.
Dumbledore and John, who were standing in front of them, immediately felt a warm feeling coming towards them.
This warmth does not come from fire, but a gentle warmth from the scorching sun.
A wand with an ivory surface and about thirteen inches long, with golden threads coiled around it like vines.
“The core of the wand is the feather you gave me, Mr. Constantine. As for the wand body…”
“I originally planned to use holly wood. After all, you can also feel the comfortable magic at the moment. Unfortunately, this power does not seem to like to follow the rules, and it is not as non-aggressive as I imagined.”
Dumbledore looked at the yew tree that looked like white ivory and nodded slowly.
“So you chose the yew tree, which has more meanings of death and immortality.”
Ollivander nodded, carefully took the wand out of the wooden box, and handed it to John in front of him expectantly.
“The facts are exactly as I expected. The degree of fit between that magical feather and the yew tree is unprecedented in my life.”
John took the wand from the other’s hand.
A series of sounds like wind chimes, along with the appearance of an air current, suddenly rang out in the auditorium.
The sudden change caused the little wizards around to exclaim in surprise.
Ollivander, who was more professional and felt the fluctuations emanating from the wand in front of him, had his face flushed with excitement.
“Quick, Mr. Constantine, give it a gentle wave!”
John glanced at Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall and saw them nod.
Only then did he take a deep breath.
He waved the wand gently in his hand.
“Buzz!”
A blinding white light appeared, accompanied by the increasingly intense sound of wind chimes all around. In a trance, there were waves of ethereal Buddhist chants like those of a Vatican choir.
Suddenly it began to echo in the auditorium.
No one could hear clearly what was being sung, but the moment that ethereal and melodious voice spread out, it made everyone present feel refreshed and uplifted.
Unlike the little wizard who was focusing on the sounds around him, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, who were standing next to John, were looking at the tip of the wand in John’s hand with shocked expressions.
The ball of white light began to expand rapidly.
The pupils contract violently.
As the ball of light twisted, it exploded and flew out in an instant, and began to deform as it hovered above the auditorium.
Professor McGonagall couldn’t help but cover her mouth.
“This, this is Expecto Patronus?!”
Not only Professor McGonagall, but also the professors from other colleges who had originally just come to watch the fun, all looked up at the dome of the auditorium as if they had seen a ghost.
In the blur of everyone’s eyes, it transformed into a human form, and then…a pair of white wings appeared.
“Oh my god, I saw an angel!”
“Ahhh! So beautiful, she really is an angel!”
“What kind of spell is this, Constantine? I want to learn it too!”
The short Professor Flitwick sat down on the ground in a daze.
“How is this possible? Merlin, is he really an angel? But why…”
As a famous wizard in Hogwarts and even in Europe, Professor Flitwick had some views and understandings on spells, and sometimes even Dumbledore had to express his admiration.
However, at this moment, he couldn’t figure it out at all.
Why can Expecto Patronus summon angels? And… a young wizard who just completed the Sorting Ceremony, just holding the wand, can unconsciously release a high-level spell like [Expecto Patronus]? !
He is not Sister Li!
The holy and noble angels circled above the dome of the auditorium, and then the light from the magic wand in John’s hand dissipated.
The spot turned into white spots of light and disappeared.
However, the fantasy about angels that had always been in everyone’s mind took shape at this moment.
“Merlin’s beard! No wonder the Sorting Hat said Constantine is from the Church… He can actually summon angels!”
the Weasley twins exclaimed.
Dumbledore, who had originally had some concerns about John, suddenly smiled amiably when he saw that John’s Patronus was actually an angel.
“Mr. Constantine, a man with an angel in his heart, I look forward to your future achievements!”
Chapter 22 “Hogwarts” Demon World Copy (Old Version)
“Oh my god, Dumbledore, you should believe me, that kid, he will burn us all…”
“I’m warning you for the last time. If you don’t shut up, I’ll have Mr. Filch take you to experience his family’s leather craftsmanship!”
Professor McGonagall looked at the Sorting Hat angrily, which was still chattering and looked like it had suffered a great mental blow.
John sat in the Gryffindor seat.
If we say that the Sorting Hat’s words “descendant of the Vatican” just now made him be labeled as the “descendant of a wizard executioner” and made everyone feel more or less uncomfortable looking at him.
After John got the new wand, he instantly revealed the angel form of Expecto Patronus.
And Dumbledore’s comment that “there is an angel in his heart”.
But it instantly turned the previous misunderstanding into John’s personal shining point.
No one is willing to easily approach an existential threat, even if the threat is only a possible threat.
However, no one will refuse to be with someone who is truly kind and whose kindness is backed by “ironclad evidence”.
For example, now.
Hermione tried her best to ignore the witches around her who were flirting with John.
But these guys seem to totally assume that Hermione Granger is dead?!
“Excuse me, Mr. Constantine, if you want to flirt with someone, could you please not sit next to me?”
Hermione spoke calmly with an expressionless face, and the sourness in her words made the Weasley twins beside her smile at each other.
The two guys who were looking for trouble didn’t wait for John to explain.
“Mr. Granger, don’t worry. Although there are many witches in Ravenclaw, they pay more attention to those with outstanding looks and rich knowledge. Of course, those of the opposite sex with very exciting stories are more worthy of their attention.”
“Constantine, emm, ops!”
Fred had a smirk on his face. “Oh no! I just got the wand and it can trigger the Patronus… and it’s the most irresistible angel for witches.”
Seeing the little witch’s eyes looking at him becoming more and more dangerous, John coughed hurriedly.
“That’s enough Weasley, your little tricks are too childish in front of Hermione.”
They both laughed.
It’s a bit childish, but there’s nothing wrong with causing trouble.
“Ding ding ding!”
Amid the sound of wine glasses tapping, Dumbledore sat back in the headmaster’s seat and glanced around.
This time his gaze not only lingered on Harry for a moment, but when he saw John, he smiled and nodded.
“Everyone be quiet!”
“I am very happy to meet so many lovely and new faces in Hogwarts in the new year. Of course… I also want to thank our Mr. Constantine. The charm of the angel is really intoxicating.”
John smiled and nodded.
Dumbledore coughed lightly.
“Okay, now let’s get back to the topic.”
“First-year students, please take note. Old students too, of course. No young wizard is allowed to enter the forbidden forest next to the school. The dangers there are far beyond what you can handle.”
“Secondly, Mr. Filch asked me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the corridors.”
“Third, young wizards who want to join the Quidditch team can take the test in the second week of this semester. For details, please consult Ms. Hooch, who is in charge of your flying class.”
“at last……”
Dumbledore paused slightly here, his expression unprecedentedly serious.
“If you don’t want to encounter an accident or die in extreme pain, don’t go near the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.”
Hearing this, John, whose hand once again silently rested on the little witch’s shoulder, couldn’t help but curl his lips.
But then, his expression suddenly changed.
If he remembered correctly.
The entrance to the level where the magic stone is hidden is in the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.
The dungeon is guarded by the magical creature Cerberus, which was trained by Hagrid himself.
Perhaps it confirmed what he was thinking.
Just as Dumbledore finished speaking.
A voice then sounded in John’s mind.
[The host has been detected entering the “Evil Land”. Due to the special nature of the host’s profession, supernatural events will frequently occur in this area.]【Please be prepared for exorcism at any time】
I originally thought that I could be a heartless genius wizard at Hogwarts while I was in school.
Tease the little witch, and then learn some wizard skills.
Wait until the holidays, then go out to exorcise demons and earn [Exorcist Treasure Chest].
The system’s prompt made John’s face darken.
“What’s wrong?”
The observant Hermione immediately noticed that something was wrong with John.
Shaking his head gently, John took a deep look at Miss Know-It-All, who still knew nothing about this “bad guy” of his, and suddenly felt a little guilty.
“Maybe I really shouldn’t come here.”
He withdrew his hand from the little witch’s shoulder. This small action made Hermione, who already felt that something was wrong with him, even more worried.
Dumbledore said, “Dinner is served.”
The originally empty dining table was suddenly filled with a wide variety of dishes, desserts and fruit snacks.
Just when everyone couldn’t wait to join the war with food.
A slightly cold little hand suddenly and gently placed on John’s hand.
John turned around in surprise and looked at Miss Know-It-All, whose expression was unprecedentedly serious.
“John, no matter what happened, I hope you won’t hide it. I can help you!”
What kind of silly girl is this?
He didn’t even feel that he had done anything, but he made the other party trust him so much.
but…
“Ms. Granger, I think if you were asked to reject so many girls, it would have a bad influence on you. Besides… I don’t think they would necessarily listen to you.”
“So, I think it’s better for me to handle it myself.”
Hermione was puzzled. Hermione turned her head and met the eyes of dozens of witches…
The cold little hand pinched John’s hand hard, and a voice that was obviously angry and embarrassed reached John’s ears.
“John Constantine! Go to hell!”
Chapter 23 Fat Friar: You are a descendant of the Pope’s Templar Knights! (Old version)
John ate the tasteless food.
The narrow and scarce cooking methods made him feel that if he asked Wesker to open a wizard restaurant in Hogsmeade Village or Diagon Alley.
You can definitely make a lot of money.
John didn’t think that Wesker, who was opened from the treasure chest, would be able to meet his match in this regard.
He was thinking quietly, and gave some haphazard responses to the curious questions from the twins beside him.
With just a few words, he successfully dampened their interest in him.
“The system just said that supernatural events will frequently occur in Hogwarts in the future. To what extent will they occur?”
John sighed inwardly.
To be honest, he has never been a person who likes to trouble others. Moreover, when it comes to exorcism, he has been engaged in this field for two and a half years and has never caused any serious harm to the possessed person during any of the exorcism rituals.
Before he knew there was Hogwarts in this world, he enjoyed his life very much.
Just like a superhero hiding in the dark, silently bringing stability to the world, every exorcism is like killing monsters and leveling up in an online game.
Aim for the highest and enjoy life.
That had been his only thought until then.
When the system said that because of him, the entire Hogwarts would become a “land of evil spirits”, with frequent incidents of demonic possession or evil spirits.
John’s first reaction was to drop out of school.
However, the little witch’s words instantly made him give up the idea.
“Nn, isn’t it just that there are more monsters? At worst, I won’t pretend anymore. With the S-level [Rat Demon Pete] as my guardian spirit, who the hell am I afraid of?!”
“If it doesn’t work, I’ll just exorcise the demon and capture and tame it at the same time.”
John, whose thoughts suddenly became clear, suddenly and unconsciously uttered the national curse from his previous life.
He was chewing a grilled sausage in his mouth, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.
“Yeah! Why didn’t I think of that? Why should I fight alone?”
“I can tame demons and make them my puppets or pawns. If I want to play a bigger game…”
He suddenly grabbed the little hand that had just picked up a piece of strawberry cake, and the little witch looked at him blankly.
“You, do you want to eat?”
John: “Hermione! Do you believe in the Light?!”
“I believe it!”
John was stunned. Hermione in front of him didn’t say anything, and the voice that answered was not female.
He turned his head and looked behind him in confusion.
I saw a fat man who was covered in white, like a ball of mist, but had a naive smile and was wearing a Vatican-style robe.
Seeing John’s puzzled look, the fat monk smiled and waved his hand.
“Hi~?o(*￣▽￣*)ブ~”
“Mr. Constantine, I just felt the exorcism power of the Church, and I also learned about you from Professor McGonagall.”
John turned his head, and at this moment, Professor McGonagall, who was sitting in the professor’s seat, happened to be looking at him.
Professor McGonagall raised her glass gently and gave him an encouraging smile in return.
She always remembered John’s confusion about his own life experience.
The little wizards at the Gryffindor table were all looking at the fat ghost monk from Hufflepuff curiously, not understanding what he wanted to do with John.
Before John could ask any questions, the fat monk in front of him moved closer to him excitedly.
“Is your last name really Constantine? Uh, I’ve been dead for so many years that I’ve almost forgotten the aura of those guys in your Constantine family.”
“If possible, could you give me a drop of your blood?”
Such a request made Miss Know-it-all instinctively want to refuse.
However, before she could pull John, John had already bitten his index finger without hesitation.
“ah!”
John’s decisiveness not only shocked Hermione, but also frightened the chattering Weasley twins, who almost choked on the food in their mouths.
When bright red blood oozed out from his index finger, John calmly handed his hand to the fat monk.
“Is that enough?”
Obviously, John’s action also scared the fat monk. He originally wanted to use a silver needle or something to pierce the skin and squeeze out a drop.
Who would have thought that John would be so reckless.
Professor Dumbledore, sitting in the professor’s seat, looked a little solemn.
“Minerva, can you tell me what happened during the day you led Mr. Constantine?”
“I have a feeling that this child may have a big secret.”
Professor Quirrell, who was sitting not far away, heard this.
While the knife and fork in his hands were unconsciously cutting the steak in front of him, his eyes were secretly looking in the direction of John.
The three Death Eaters he sent out that night disappeared the next day.
But John, who was their target, was able to appear here safely.
After confirming that there was no professor in Hogwarts secretly protecting the other party, Quirrell already understood what his master Voldemort meant.
What does the sentence “This kid has something very important to me” mean?
John handed the blood to the fat monk.
However, just when everyone thought that the fat monk was going to do something tedious, the latter simply touched John’s blood with his ghost body.
“Ah! You, you are a descendant of the Pope’s Templar Knights! Constantine! You are indeed a descendant of the Holy Constantine family!”
The fat monk waved his hands in pain as if he was burned.
On the other hand, he shouted out the truth about John’s life experience in an even more shocked voice.
The clinking of plates and cutlery, as well as the voices of the little wizards chatting, disappeared in an instant.
John’s mouth twitched.
Well, on the first day of school at Hogwarts, I successfully suppressed Harry Potter, who should have been the focus of Hogwarts.
Became a real freshman star at Hogwarts.
Hermione wondered, “What are the Knights Templar? And why do you add the word holy in front of the Constantine family?”
In the professor’s seat, Professor McGonagall, who was whispering to Dumbledore about what happened that day, paused slightly.
Professors from other colleges, as well as the little wizards around, all cast inquiring glances.
Chapter 24 The Holy Eight Descendants! The Truth Is Exposed (Old Version)
“It’s the Pope’s Templar!”
The fat monk struggled for a while and finally got rid of the burning pain in his fingers. Upon hearing Hermione’s words, he immediately corrected them seriously.
“The Knights Templar and the Papal Knights Templar are not on the same level. The Knights Templar can be awarded by the Vatican to those who have made great military achievements or contributions to the Vatican, but the Papal Knights Templar…”
The fat monk took a deep breath (John didn’t even know why he did that).
“The Papal Templar Knights were created entirely through numerous exorcisms and enemy-killing exploits. Each of them has extremely terrifying strength, and most of the missions they perform are the most dangerous missions that involve direct battles with the demons of Hell.”
“Even… one of the requirements to become a Papal Templar is to enter Hell, fight a battle, and then safely retreat back to the human world.”
The group of young wizards around had almost no idea about the Church and the Knights.
However, when they heard that John’s family ancestors actually possessed such terrifying strength, they couldn’t help but look at John with admiration.
Even Professor McGonagall, who was sitting in the professor’s seat at the moment, and Dumbledore and others showed surprised expressions.
As for Quirrell, he was so excited that even the hands holding the knife and fork were shaking violently.
Constantine’s ancestor was actually a powerful being who could enter hell and come back alive.
Doesn’t that mean there must be some way to restore the master?
Snape, who was sitting next to him, frowned slightly. With a serious expression, he did not react at all when he heard such surprising old news.
However, the fact that he had stopped using his knife and fork in a trance showed that he had already developed a strong interest in John.
It seemed like it had been a long time since the fat monk had been the focus of so many eyes.
The last time there was a card like this.
Or when his identity as a wizard was discovered by the priests of the Vatican and he was executed in public.
“Being able to become a Papal Templar is an unimaginable honor.”
“However, above the Pope and the Knights Templar, there are still a very small number of terrifying beings. They are like the twenty-eight pure-blood families in the wizarding world. No!”
The fat monk suddenly shook his head.
The smiles of some young Slytherin wizards, who had just shown a hint of pride on their faces, suddenly froze.
“The so-called pure-blooded twenty-eight families are not even worthy of carrying shoes in front of these beings.”
“And these are the Eight Holy Descendants!”
The fat monk paused as he spoke, and while everyone was scratching their heads anxiously waiting for the next words, he bowed slightly to the dazed John.
“The reason why they are called the Holy Eight is that among the ancestors of these eight families, there have been at least five Papal Templar Knights within three generations.”
“The long-term exorcism and contact with the divine power, as well as the experience of brutal fighting in hell, have caused great changes in their blood. These changes have been passed down to their descendants.”
“Legend has it that…the members of the Holy Eight are all angels who have reincarnated from heaven into the human world. They came to this world to drive away evil spirits and demons.”
“And Constantine is one of the Eight Holy Descendants, that is, Holy Constantine!”
The fat monk’s voice was high and excited when he finished speaking.
The look he gave John was like seeing God.
He noticed that everyone around him was looking up at him, and he couldn’t help but wave his hands awkwardly.
“Well, I’ve never heard of these…”
“But you did summon an angel just now!” Ron’s admiring finishing move made John even more at a loss as to how to defend himself.
Harry, who knew more about John, looked at him almost fanatically.
Back from Diagon Alley, a month before school starts.
He had already learned the whole process of John’s exorcism from Mr. Lawrence next door.
We also know John’s hidden identity, an exorcist!
Now, when he heard that John’s family ancestors had such glorious and great achievements, he instantly gave John a golden body in his mind.
Seeing this, Professor McGonagall, who realized that John was a little different from ordinary people, frowned.
He walked from the professor’s seat to John’s front.
“Mr. Constantine, we will not expel you or target you because of your family’s origin in the Church, so if you have something to hide, I hope you can tell me now.”
Professor McGonagall’s intellectual eyes were full of sincerity.
Looking across to the other side, Dumbledore, who was sitting in the headmaster’s seat, also smiled encouragingly.
“Mr. Constantine, don’t worry. Since you have completed the sorting, from this moment on you are a student of our Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Gryffindor house.”
“No one can hurt you!”
“I promise!”
Dumbledore said this with great solemnity, as if he was making a promise to John.
However, John couldn’t help but smile bitterly in his heart at this moment.
“Hurt me? Why don’t you first ask the S-class [Rat Demon] behind me and the C-class and D-class evil spirits in my suitcase if they agree?”
He looked at Mag’s encouraging eyes, and it was clear in his mind that the other party might have imagined something extraordinary.
Although he was born into one of the eight holy descendants of the Vatican, he lived alone in an old castle that was abandoned and overgrown with weeds.
Although he is still a child, he needs to work hard to make a living.
When I see the things in the magic broom shop, I can’t help but yearn for them like a child…
Noticing the pain deep in Professor McGonagall’s eyes, John’s mouth twitched twice.
I already understand that if I don’t release something today, these people will probably not let me go.
He just sighed.
It was as if he had made a sudden decision.
Suddenly, under everyone’s gaze, he raised one hand.
“Holy Fire Curse!”
When the familiar golden flame rose from John’s hand again, the dazzling light that illuminated the surroundings caused the surrounding little wizards to open their mouths in astonishment.
Only Harry was pointing excitedly at the flame in John’s hand.
John looked helplessly at Professor McGonagall, who was also in shock, and sighed.
“Well, Professor McGonagall, you can see that I am really like what the fat monk said, a little different from ordinary people.”
Chapter 25 Do you want to come and see my Devil Ranch? (Old version)
“John, what language did you just chant? It didn’t sound like German, nor did it sound like English.”
“John, are you really a reincarnated angel?”
“John, why have you never heard about your family’s past? Has no one ever told you about it?”
“John, does the Church really not persecute wizards?”
All kinds of strange questions kept ringing in John’s ears as he finally finished dinner and followed his prefect Percy to the Gryffindor common room.
Even Harry, who seemed to have understood all along that John was hiding his identity as an exorcist.
At this moment, they all gathered around him, asking some questions indirectly.
Questions like “Can you see things that others can’t see?” and “Can you see evil spirits?”…
The excited little lions surrounded John.
Even Percy, the class leader, couldn’t suppress the enthusiasm of these guys at this moment.
“That’s enough! This is already a rest area, everyone please keep quiet… If you have any questions, ask them tomorrow!”
Percy brought out his authority as a prefect.
At this moment, John actually felt that Percy, this guy, could actually be a bit annoying at times.
Everyone looked at each other, and when they saw that Percy, the prefect’s face was getting increasingly ugly, they gradually dispersed.
Wait until the other senior Gryffindors leave.
Percy breathed a sigh of relief.
“This is a public lounge area. I must solemnly repeat once again. Even if you want to discuss some issues, please control your voice as much as possible. Understand?”
Seeing everyone nod, he pointed to the stairs on both sides with satisfaction.
“The boys’ dormitory is on the left side of the building, and the girls’ dormitory is on the right side… If there is anything you need to contact each other, you can either come to the common rest area or go somewhere else.”
“Of course, night tours are not allowed.”
John and Hermione immediately felt the teasing gazes from the people around them.
The little witch, who had just come to her senses from John’s powerful life and background, suddenly blushed again.
He snorted and casually said “good night”.
He headed towards the girls’ dormitory first.
Perhaps it was my appearance that affected the plot.
Originally, Harry, Ron, Neville, and the explosive genius Seamus were supposed to be in the same dormitory.
Now Simo has been transferred to another dormitory.
John is a man of distinguished birth, handsome appearance, seemingly hidden strength, and rumored to be the “reincarnation of an angel”, although nothing has been said.
However, no matter whether it was Harry, Ron who had no opinion of his own, or Neville whose memory was damaged, the three of them instinctively regarded each other as the boss of their dormitory.
Even things like hygiene, John just set a process.
Several people agreed without hesitation.
The bed at John’s feet belonged to Neville, and directly opposite him was Harry.
Just as Ron took off his wizard robe, revealing the lining which was filled with bottles and jars as thick as fingers, as well as some small silver ornaments.
Ron, who had been paying attention to the situation on his side, suddenly widened his eyes.
“Oh my god, John, what are these? Wait…”
Ron seemed to have thought of something. He first looked nervously towards the door and the window. After making sure that there was no problem, he lowered his voice and excitedly asked his guess.
“John, are you an exorcist?”
John: “???”
He couldn’t help but look at Harry, who was also shocked, and saw the latter immediately shook his head.
John couldn’t help but look at Ron in surprise.
“How did you know that?”
Ron snorted.
“In the wizarding world, even some young wizards in wizarding families can try to use the spare wands at home at an early age, but magic is still prohibited.”
“The Ministry of Magic can easily find this out, but the fire trick you just used in the restaurant will definitely not be monitored by the Ministry of Magic.”
“If I were you, I wouldn’t use it just for lighting!”
Hearing this analysis, John couldn’t help but chuckle.
He nodded casually, acknowledging his identity.
“It’s fine for you to just know about this, but you absolutely cannot let it out. After all, even though I’ve only been in the industry for two and a half years, I’m not completely unknown.”
John’s half-true and half-false words not only failed to scare away the few people, but instead made Harry and the others seem to grasp the key point in an instant.
“etc!”
Ron came forward excitedly, hugging the pillow.
“John, can you tell us what a demon looks like? Is it like a troll or a vampire…”
I didn’t want to talk so much to them, but looking at their expressions, if I didn’t tell them something, I was afraid they would bother me all night.
John pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke.
“According to the time, it is indeed time to harvest my demon ranch… Do you want to come with me?”
“Of course, if you’re scared, just pretend I never said anything.”
Harry, who was originally sitting on the bed, stood up excitedly in an instant.
“I, I’ll go!”
However, they soon realized that something was wrong and took a deep breath.
Ron was so frightened that his face turned pale.
“John, don’t tell me that you brought the devil to Hogwarts… If it was an exorcist, he would definitely kill the devil, right?”
John chuckled and put on the clothes he had just taken off.
“Some who cannot be controlled must be killed, of course. But why should we kill some who can be imprisoned and regularly provide some valuable materials?”
As he spoke, under the surprised gazes of several people, John suddenly took out his suitcase from under the bed.
With a “click”.
He opened the suitcase, revealing a space passage with a traceless extension spell.
John smiled, turned over, stepped on the ladder and moved downwards.
“If you really want to see the evil spirit, then come down together. Of course, even if you don’t come down, if anyone dares to report to the professor…”
John didn’t say anything, but the sneer on his face instantly made the three people present shudder.
Chapter 26 [C-rank · Tomb Evil Spirit] [C-rank · Green Goat Demon] (Old Version)
Looking at John who disappeared directly into the suitcase.
Harry and the other two could not help but look at each other.
“I, I’ll help you keep an eye on the professor. If anyone comes, I’ll notify you immediately!”
Perhaps John’s warning just now worked, or perhaps Neville didn’t want to do anything that would spoil the fun at the moment.
When he saw Harry and Ron looking at him, he immediately expressed his attitude.
Ron shrugged regretfully, but then he couldn’t help but look at Harry beside him excitedly.
Harry nodded.
Regardless of the fact that he was still wearing pajamas, he was the second one to follow the ladder inside the suitcase and enter.
“Neville, you really don’t want to go? This is an evil spirit, something that even Professor Dumbledore has probably never seen before.”
Neville continued to shake his head like a rattle.
Seeing the other party’s firm attitude, Ron said no more.
at the same time.
In the [Demon Sealed Treasure Chest], John had just entered this space, and suddenly the originally dark space, like a medieval stone dungeon, came into view.
In a series of “whoosh whoosh whoosh” sounds.
The lamps hanging on the wall suddenly lit up.
The bright golden holy fire instantly made the originally gloomy dungeon bright and peaceful.
Just as John was adding holy water to the lamps one by one.
A roar like that of a wild beast, accompanied by a heavy crash, and Harry Potter’s familiar scream was heard instantly.
When John turned around, he saw Harry, in pajamas, sitting on the ground in a mess.
His little face turned pale as he looked at the cage right under the ladder.
“Don’t be nervous. Even though these cage bars seem to be rusty, even if you give these guys another hundred years, they won’t be able to break through the cages that hold them.”
John’s calm voice came from behind, and Harry, whose body was shaking, finally felt a little relieved.
However, at this moment, his eyes were still looking at the cage in front of him in shock, like a humanoid monster with its skin peeled off and its eyes completely white.
My body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
Just as Harry was about to ask what the monster in front of him was.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from above.
“Ah! Monster!”
With a cry of pain, Ron fell directly off the ladder.
Looking at the other person’s bared teeth, John could feel the pain.
He shook his head slightly.
He turned his gaze back to the monster in front of him.
“This is a [C-level tomb evil spirit]. It is an evil spirit I captured during an exorcism in Ireland. It should be an evil spirit in a sealed tomb handed down from ancient times.”
“Because the developer developed the area, it broke the seal…”
Looking at this guy Ron, who actually dared to take two steps towards the cage after getting up, John’s mouth curled up slightly.
“In one night, 38 people, including the boss of the construction team, the workers on site, and the priest and three clergy from a nearby church, were killed by him.”
Looking at Ron who stepped back instantly in fear, John shrugged.
“Don’t doubt it. I won’t deceive you on this matter, and there is absolutely no need to do so.”
As he spoke, he reached out from a workbench nearby and picked up something that looked like pliers. He then pressed his hand on a rune carved on the cage.
Amidst the sharp sounds of breaking through the air, the [Tomb Evil Spirit] that was originally in the cage and kept hitting the fence was instantly trapped tightly by the special chains around it.
The pliers in John’s hand stretched out like lightning and instantly entered the other person’s mouth that was full of black blood and stains.
Followed by a shrill howl.
The iron pliers stained with black blood were taken out.
A pitch-black, petal-shaped ball of flesh that looked like a squid’s tentacles was forcibly torn out of the other’s mouth by John.
Looking at the [Evil Spirit of the Tomb] who was tied up with chains and still twitching in pain.
Both Harry and Ron couldn’t help but take a few steps back nervously.
“Don’t be nervous. The [Tomb Evil Spirit] will use this mouthpart in its mouth to swallow the soul of its prey together, thereby strengthening itself. Moreover, this mouthpart is also the source of its power.”
“To imprison the [Evil Tomb Spirit], we need to regularly cut off the mouthparts it generates, and this mouthpart is also a very good magical material… Of course, I still don’t know what this thing can be used for.”
As John spoke, he put an [Evil Spirit Mouthpart] he had just collected into a jar full of corpse oil.
Harry and the other person standing by could clearly see that there were at least a dozen such mouthparts in the jar.
Afterwards, John took two more people and began to harvest the “daily output” of these evil spirits in one cage after another, just like the idle farm he played in his previous life.
A monster with the body of a goat but a head like a crocodile.
It was being entangled like a dumpling by chains that were shining with silver light. Its fangs, which were as sharp as daggers, kept rubbing and colliding with the chains as its upper and lower jaws struggled.
John was holding a pair of scissors with a gold cross logo on the handle, cutting the “wool” of the monster.
“This is a C-class monster that has been corrupted by the breath of hell. Oh, by the way, the term “monster” is something I invented myself. In fact, in the exorcist world, whether it is D-class or C-class, they are all uniformly called evil spirits…”
“I caught this guy in Scotland a year ago. Not only did it eat hundreds of cattle and sheep, but in the end, it even ate the rancher’s entire family… including a baby who was less than two months old.”
John paused slightly when he said this.
These plain words naturally made Harry and the other man, who had already witnessed several ferocious evil spirits in succession, imagine the cruel and terrifying scene.
“Ugh… Ugh!”
Ron was the first one who couldn’t hold it in. He squatted aside and vomited violently, which made John shake his head repeatedly.
“I named this guy, Green Goat Demon. The chains that bind it are all special chains that I made by adding holy water and gold and using exorcism spells. But even so… every once in a while, I need to cut off all the wool from this guy.”
Harry: “…”
Chapter 27 When the two little lions stood up Professor McGonagall (old version)
“Harry, it’s time to get up. If you don’t leave now, you will miss breakfast.”
At the dormitory entrance.
John looked at Harry and Ron helplessly, lying on the bed like dead pigs, and responded unconsciously.
There was no other reaction.
“The first class today is Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration class… Professor McGonagall will probably be very angry if I’m late, right?”
Neville Longbottom looked at his two roommates with a worried look on his face.
Ever since John brought the two of them into the suitcase last night, and they probably saw the evil spirit, when they came back, the two of them were so excited that they couldn’t sleep all night.
By the time daybreak came, the two of them had unsurprisingly become what they are now.
“Forget it, I’ll let Jerry call them later, let’s go to the restaurant first…”
As John and Neville were on their way to the restaurant, all the little wizards who saw John greeted them warmly without exception.
Some daring little witches even forced a pink love letter that they had prepared long ago into his hands.
In the restaurant.
Hermione was pretending to read a book and eat breakfast, but her eyes kept looking towards the entrance of the restaurant.
The moment he saw John appear, a happy smile appeared on his face.
This smile only lasted for a second because the other person had countless love letters in his arms, which froze him on the spot.
“Let me guess, classmate Constantine probably wants to work and study at Hogwarts, so he becomes the school’s postman, right?”
The smell of vinegar early in the morning was so sour that it almost made one’s bones and hair soften.
John angrily threw everything in his hand in front of the other person, and asked the house-elf for a glass of milk and a jam sandwich.
He snorted lightly, not smiling.
“Miss Granger, has anyone ever told you that you look like my girlfriend who is having a temper tantrum? Look at the looks in the eyes of those two Weasley guys.”
Hermione was stunned and turned to look to the side.
Sure enough, I immediately saw the Weasley twins’ eyes full of curiosity and excitement as they watched the show.
The smell of gossip is similar to that of the witches in Ravenclaw College.
In an instant, the resentment that had been accumulating disappeared in an instant under the strange gazes of the people around, and was replaced by…
“hiss!”
“Why do you girls always like to use this trick?!” John took a breath of cold air in confusion, covering his arm that had been pinched by the other party.
Breakfast is over.
Although it was a little confusing at first, after confirming that she didn’t feel disgusted with John, Hermione just accepted the fact that he always sat next to her.
only.
“John, why don’t you sit somewhere else during Transfiguration? I…I feel like Professor McGonagall is looking at me very angry right now.”
In the Transfiguration classroom, although it was not yet time for class, perhaps because this was Professor McGonagall’s class, most of the young wizards came very early.
John, who was also dragged by the little witch to the classroom very early, could clearly feel the obviously dissatisfied gaze of the older cat girl at this moment.
He chuckled twice and silently took his hand away from the little witch’s shoulder.
“Miss Granger, if you look up carefully, you will find that the person Professor McGonagall warned was not you, but Mr. Constantine, who has become a big bad wolf in her eyes…”
Hearing this, Hermione looked up carefully.
Suddenly, a smile broke out on the originally nervous little face.
“Puff”
Looking at the little witch who was covering her mouth and laughing, John rolled his eyes speechlessly.
“It looks like Mr. Constantine will be in trouble when the class starts.”
Hermione said gloatingly.
For some reason, it seemed like the two of them first met on the Hogwarts train, even though they had only known each other for a few days.
They both really enjoyed this kind of tug of war between them.
John curled his lips when he heard this.
He glanced at the two empty seats next to the Gryffindor little wizard, and then turned to look towards the podium.
“Poor Harry…”
In the Gryffindor dormitory.
Jerry, whose head was as fat as Harry and Ron’s, was spinning anxiously as he stared at the alarm clock on the table.
It kept jumping vigorously on Harry’s body.
However, perhaps it was because Jerry’s round, meaty body was full of elasticity, or perhaps Harry was really too tired at the moment.
Despite such a big movement, there was no sign of waking up.
I turned over unconsciously and fell back asleep.
Ron: “Scabbers, get out of here!”
Peter Pettigrew, huddled on the beam of the dormitory: “……”
When the bell for the Transfiguration class rang, John looked at the two still empty seats and made a cross with one hand over his chest.
John was almost certain that Harry and his friend were so excited last night that they didn’t fall asleep until dawn.
It’s probably not just that the two of them were late.
“Mr. Constantine, Mr. Longbottom, can you tell me where Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley went?”
Professor McGonagall’s face turned pale.
Malfoy, a young Slytherin wizard, lowered his head and laughed silently with his two followers.
Neville hesitated and looked at John who was sitting in the back seat.
“I’m sorry, Professor. I’m afraid they are…still sleeping in the dormitory. Harry and Ron were very excited last night on their first day at Hogwarts.”
“What?! You mean to say that the two of them are going to skip class?!”
Chapter 28: First Transfiguration! What’s on your mind?! (Old version)
“You mean, the two of them are going to skip class?!”
No professor could tolerate such insolent and disrespectful behavior of a young wizard, let alone Professor McGonagall, the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts and the head of Gryffindor House.
Everyone present could hear the anger in her voice at this moment.
“Mr. Constantine, I’d like to know, didn’t you call them?”
Professor McGonagall looked at John, who quickly raised his hands.
“Professor, please don’t look at me like that. How could I not call them? And if I’m not mistaken, my pet Jerry is now trying his best to call out to two humans who are sleeping like dead pigs.”
As he spoke, John pointed at Neville in front of him.
“Professor, if you don’t believe me, you can ask Neville. He knows all this.”
Neville’s body tensed, and when he saw Professor McGonagall looking at him, he swallowed nervously.
But he still nodded obediently.
“Yes, that’s right, Professor. Jerry is very smart. He must be waking Harry and the others up now.”
Professor McGonagall glanced at John, who looked innocent, and took a deep breath.
“Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, absent, 10 points from Gryffindor”
Bursts of sighs came from the mouths of the little lions around.
Even Hermione didn’t expect that she was so eager to help the academy win the house cup that she started previewing today’s course content early, hoping to win extra points for the academy through excellent performance.
Who would have thought that Gryffindor would have such a start before she even had a chance to perform.
“What on earth did they do last night? Don’t say that he couldn’t sleep because he was too excited. Ron Weasley comes from a wizard family. He wouldn’t get excited about such things!”
Miss Know-It-All was very angry. After Professor McGonagall moved a little further away, she immediately lowered her voice and pulled John to ask.
Noticing the dangerous light in the other person’s eyes, John’s heart bulged slightly.
At present, I haven’t fully understood the temper of this know-it-all lady in front of me.
If the other party knew that I was carrying a box of evil spirits, he might report it directly to Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall.
Regardless of whether he will be fired or not, at least, nothing good will happen to him.
“Ahem, judging by the noises they make, they must be reading some horror novel.”
Hermione’s eyes widened. If it weren’t for the look from Professor McGonagall on the podium, she would have cursed on the spot.
“What two idiots…”
John nodded awkwardly at this comment.
…
“Transfiguration is the most dangerous and complicated course among all the subjects you will take in your first year at Hogwarts. Please do not use the Potions class that you think is complicated to question my words.”
“After all, in Potions class, even if you accidentally mix some poisons or blow up the cauldron, there will always be Professor Snape and Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary to treat you.”
“But in the Transfiguration class… your mistakes may turn yourself, or the people around you, into a cup, a piece of paper, or something else forever…”
Perhaps it was because two little lions skipped classes at the beginning of the school year that made Professor McGonagall feel angry.
As soon as the class started, everyone could feel Professor McGonagall’s stern gaze.
All the little snakes and lions present were trembling with fear.
Don’t dare to be distracted at all.
“Of course, if you learn Transfiguration, it will also make things much more convenient for you in the future.”
“For example, our Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley can turn their pillows into large alarm clocks.”
The little witch, who was full of a sense of collective honor, lowered her head in shame.
Professor McGonagall waved her wand gently.
A complex formula of magic principles filled with various magic symbols appeared on the blackboard.
It was clearly just a simple wave of the hand.
John couldn’t help but imagine an angry teacher slamming chalk on the blackboard, making a sound like a Maxim heavy machine gun.
The little witch listened attentively to the rustling sound of pen tips rubbing against each other beside her.
In just a short while, he had already filled a page of notes.
John found the theoretical explanation boring.
It is exactly the same as what he learned from [Thoth’s Cursed Mirror].
At this point, John already understood the theoretical knowledge about the Transfiguration Spell, and all he lacked was practical experience.
After Professor McGonagall finished explaining the theory, she personally demonstrated the use of the Transfiguration spell amid exclamations.
He turned a desk in front of him directly into a live pig, then into a mule, a goat, and finally back into a desk.
“I must say that the real difficulty of the Transfiguration Spell lies in the simultaneous control of faith and magic power. In addition, you need to pay attention to the tone of the spell and the strength of waving the wand!”
“What you need to do next is to master the basic Transfiguration spell to turn one object into another.”
As soon as Professor McGonagall finished speaking, everyone immediately had an extra match in their hands.
“Okay, what you have to do next is to turn the match in your hand into a needle.”
Hermione took a deep breath and silently recalled the key points that Professor McGonagall had just explained.
“Transfiguration Spell!”
“Swish!”
As the light twisted, the matches on the table in front of him also began to twist and change color…
“Very good, Miss Granger! Even though you have only completed half of the matchstick transformation, it is very good to be able to change the target on the first use.”
“One point for Gryffindor!”
Hearing Professor McGonagall’s praise, Miss Know-It-All, who was originally a little disappointed, suddenly felt encouraged.
He began to chant a spell to the match in front of him again and again.
At this moment, Professor McGonagall also looked towards John.
“Mr. Constantine, come and show me how you perform.”
John nodded, picturing the silver needle in his mind.
There was a crisp sound of something heavy falling on the table, and John felt as if something suddenly splashed on his face.
There was a smear of dirty black blood on his body, which made his face look dull.
Professor McGonagall in front of him was also finding it unbelievable at this moment.
“What is this?”
Professor McGonagall poked the long metal needle stained with black blood with her wand, and then.
“Mr. Constantine! What on earth are you thinking about?”
“I’ll make you a needle! Not a coffin nail!”
Chapter 29 [Forgiveness Needle] (Old Version)
When I heard Professor McGonagall say that what John conjured up was actually a coffin nail.
Miss Know-It-All, who originally wanted to reach out and take a look at it, immediately retracted her hand and hurriedly moved to the side.
“Miss Granger, are you serious about taking that half step back?”
John looked at the other person helplessly, and pointed at the nail on the table in front of him with a serious expression.
“Professor McGonagall, I must correct one thing, this is not a coffin nail, but a needle!”
Professor McGonagall frowned.
Then, in front of all the little wizards who had gathered around, John wiped the things he had transformed with the Transfiguration spell.
When the black stain was wiped clean by John.
A thing that looks like a nail, but if you insist, it can barely be called a needle, came into everyone’s sight.
Professor McGonagall looked down and found that this “silver needle” was not only very straight, but there was no trace of the match on its surface.
There are even some patterns on it that are hard to make out clearly, like some carved runes, or some special words.
Professor McGonagall’s expression looked slightly better.
“Mr. Constantine, please control your thoughts next time when you cast the Transfiguration Spell, otherwise it will easily lead to misunderstandings!”
John smiled awkwardly and nodded, and at this moment, Draco, who had come over from nowhere, picked up the “silver needle” on the table.
After taking a closer look, he sneered with disdain.
“Professor, this silver needle of Constantine is totally unqualified. It doesn’t look like a silver needle at all. It’s thick at one end and thin at the other. It’s clearly a nail!”
Professor McGonagall didn’t say anything, but it was clear that she felt the same way.
However, John just glanced at the guy who was trying to get closer to him and curled his lips.
“Before you question others, Malfoy, shouldn’t you take a look at your broken matches? God, are you really from a wizard family?”
“I didn’t notice the way you waved your wand just now. In the whole classroom, even your two stupid followers couldn’t do it as exaggerated as you, right?”
“Wow!”
John spoke quickly, and before Malfoy could retaliate with a flushed face, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and looked the other up and down in surprise.
“Could it be that the Malfoy family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families, has a secret tradition of waving wands through nostrils?!”
“God, I’ve learned so much!”
“You bastard! What did you say?!” There has never been anyone like John who dared to not only humiliate him in front of him, but also kick his entire family into the cesspool.
At this moment, John only said a few words, but they instantly made Draco furious.
If it weren’t for a few Slytherin wizards around who hurriedly stopped him, the other party would have rushed to John and waved his fists.
“Mr. Constantine! This is a classroom!” Professor McGonagall warned coldly.
John nodded, but picked up the silver needle in his hand that looked exactly like a nail.
“I’m sorry, Professor. I didn’t mean to disrupt your class, and I didn’t mean to say anything. But it seems that Mr. Malfoy urgently needs me to give him a science lesson.”
As he spoke, John raised the “silver needle” in his hand.
“I told you, this is indeed a needle, but I’m sorry, it’s not the needle you know as used to mend clothes, but a silver needle used to seal evil spirits!”
“What on earth is he talking about? Sealing evil spirits? Does he think that just because he summoned an angel yesterday, he can say that evil spirits exist in this world?”
“Um, I think Constantine is referring to the ghouls…”
Discussions full of confusion and doubt came from the mouths of the little wizards around.
Even Hermione couldn’t help but anxiously tug at John’s robe, signaling him not to force it. Being able to turn a match into a metal nail for the first time was already much better than anyone else.
“John Constantine, how dare you lie in front of the professor?!”
Draco shouted, but a smile of success flashed in his eyes.
John ignored the other party and gently pinched the big end of the silver needle with two fingers.
The other hand suddenly reached into the mouth and bit the fingertips.
Then, under the astonished gaze of the little wizards on the side, he drew a cross on the table with his bloody fingers.
“For your safety, please stay away from me…”
John’s strange behavior made the little wizards around him, who had originally doubted his behavior, stand back honestly.
Even Hermione, following John’s eye signal, stood a little further away.
“Mr. Constantine, what are you going to do?”
John smiled slightly, looked at Professor McGonagall, who had never encountered such a situation in class, and shrugged.
“Professor, I am only answering your and Malfoy’s doubts. What I transformed with the Transfiguration spell is indeed a needle.”
Speaking of.
He ignored the gazes of the people around him and slowly closed his eyes.
The hand holding the silver needle drew a cross several times between the eyebrows and chest, and then muttered a few words.
Suddenly he raised the silver needle in his hand and pointed it at the ceiling of the classroom.
“May God have mercy on you and forgive all your sins”
“No matter what sins you have committed, I will forgive you and let you go to heaven”
As the Bible was read out in Latin, it began to rise in pitch from John’s mouth.
Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, bursts of slight golden electric currents suddenly spread over the silver needle in John’s hand.
“Let your people find the gateway to heaven…”
“In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit!”
“Amen!!!”
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, it instantly turned into a two-meter-long golden spear.
Like an arrow from God that came down from the sky.
It instantly hit the bloody cross that John had just drawn on the table.
The solid wood table was shattered into pieces, and the smell of burning, accompanied by thick smoke, spread from the pile of wreckage.
John sneered at Draco, who was already petrified.
“Dear Malfoy, let me introduce you to the instrument for the exorcism of evil spirits, the forgiveness needle.”
“If one day you or your family needs it, I can help you to be liberated for free…”
Chapter 30 John: Professor McGonagall, You Are Deceiving My Feelings (Old Version)
The Transfiguration class unsurprisingly became a one-man show by John.
The [Exorcism Spell], which John had rarely used in the two and a half years of exorcism, instantly made all the other young wizards focus their attention on him.
Until the end of the class, Miss Know-It-All was the only one in the entire classroom who could barely make a match look like a needle.
“Mr. Constantine, come to my office…”
Professor McGonagall had just walked out of the classroom holding her books. When she saw Ron and Harry rushing towards her, her ugly face became even uglier.
“And you two!”
Hermione, who came out with John, snorted in dissatisfaction at Harry and Ron, whose hair was still messy.
“Hmm? I thought you two would just sleep the whole day so that Professor Flitwick could justifiably deduct points from Gryffindor. I didn’t expect to see you again. It’s not bad.”
The mocking tone made the two people’s already uneasy hearts even more tormented.
Even Ron, who was used to talking back to Hermione, couldn’t help but look at John pitifully.
“John, it’s over. I’m skipping classes on the first day of school… Will I be expelled?”
John shook his head with an amused look on his face as this guy was so anxious that he started to cry. He reached out and patted the two men’s trembling shoulders.
“I’m sorry, I want to help you, but… I can’t protect myself either.”
Harry was surprised: “What happened? Did you fall asleep in class too?”
Hermione curled her lips and glanced at John with an expression of both anger and anxiety, as if he was not worried at all about his next situation.
“Sleeping in class? I hope he is like that.”
“So what happened?”
John spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.
“Nothing. I just demonstrated the Exorcism Charm, and then… threatened Malfoy to kill his entire family, and then he fainted out of fright.”
“Walter?!!!”
Professor McGonagall’s office.
“Bang!”
“How dare you? Mr. Constantine! How dare you?!”
Professor McGonagall almost exploded.
The elegance and composure they displayed in the classroom were instantly lost the moment John and the other two walked into the office and closed the door.
“John Constantine, I always thought you were a very mature and stable kid, and I had high hopes for you! How could you……”
John blinked and raised a hand cautiously and innocently.
“Professor, I’m sorry I have to interrupt, what on earth did I do wrong?”
Professor McGonagall seemed to think she had heard it wrongly: “Walter?”
John slowly stretched out his hand and bent his fingers one by one.
“First of all, Professor, I arrived in the classroom on time and on time for class today, right?”
Ron and Harry standing behind John: “???”
Professor McGonagall looked at the two of them coldly and said nothing.
John spoke again.
“Secondly, I must have been very serious in teaching you what you taught in class. After all, if I didn’t listen carefully to your Transfiguration Spell theory and watch you demonstrate the process of releasing magic.”
“I can’t possibly make that match change, can I?”
Professor McGonagall frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but nodded.
“Finally, I used my method to verify the effectiveness of the items I transformed using the Transfiguration spell without causing any harm to anyone around me, and also proved all that I gained from this Transfiguration class.”
“In fact, Professor McGonagall, I still don’t quite understand why you scold me like that…”
“I still remember what you said to me when we parted a month ago. As long as I don’t break the school rules at Hogwarts, I can be myself without any worries.”
John took a deep breath, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes that made Professor McGonagall feel a little helpless.
“So, professor, can you tell me where I have done wrong, or where I have violated the school rules?”
Mag: “……”
Harry and Ron, who were standing behind John, kept their heads down. The admiration they had for John in their hearts was like the surging Thames, unstoppable.
After being silent for a long while, Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth.
“But you shouldn’t threaten Mr. Malfoy, he’s your classmate!”
John frowned. “Threat? In your eyes, the skills and methods that I rely on to survive are so unworthy of being on the stage?”
Mag was stunned for a moment.
“Where do I have…”
“That’s what you think!”
The disappointment and sadness in John’s eyes intensified.
“Professor McGonagall, I can tell you very clearly that I make a living by helping the dead souls to rest in peace and doing some of the things that priests of the Church do. I simply told Malfoy that I could accept their family’s employment in this regard.”
“Why is it that in your eyes, such an act of trying to make some money in the wizarding world is a threat to them?”
“Just because Malfoy was able to faint in public, am I destined to be the guilty one today?”
Professor McGonagall: “…….”
She looked stupidly at John who looked extremely aggrieved in front of her, and her mind couldn’t help but replay everything that happened in class today.
Then she was surprised to find that she seemed to have really wronged John.
He is simply a good kid who has truly shown his best side and has an amazing talent for Transfiguration.
Just when she was at a loss.
I didn’t know how to explain my big reaction just now.
Harry and Ron were both with their heads down, but their shoulders were shaking constantly, which instantly made her feel like she had found the best and most reasonable explanation.
“Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter, could you please explain why you chose to skip my class, your first class after school?”
“Mr. Longbottom and John, who shared your dorm, were able to attend classes normally, so…what were you doing last night?”
The villain in John’s heart instantly made a “yeah” gesture.
Just as John received Professor McGonagall’s order to leave and obtained a notebook on advanced transfiguration spells from her, he had just opened the door when a figure staggered and fell into his arms.
“Ms. Granger, Professor Flitwick’s Charms class is about to begin, so are you going to skip class as well?”
Chapter 31: Here Comes Miss Granger! Get Out of the Way! (Old Version)
Looking up at John’s playful expression.
He turned around and looked at Professor McGonagall, who was in the office, lecturing Harry and his friend with a cold face.
Without waiting for the latter’s gaze to sweep over, Hermione quickly retreated and left John’s arms.
I watched the other person come out of the office as if nothing had happened and close the door.
Hermione couldn’t help but blink in confusion.
“You, how is Professor McGonagall going to punish you?”
Looking at the nervous little witch, John pursed his lips and sighed.
She reached out and touched the other’s smooth little face with regret. Such a rash action made Hermione’s heart rise in an instant.
“After all, the Malfoy family is one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families in the wizarding world. It is said that Draco’s father is a member of the Hogwarts Board of Directors, so…”
Hermione’s eyes instantly began to redden.
Looking at John with disbelief, whose face was full of regret, she opened her mouth, but had no idea how to comfort him.
“You, you want to be fired?”
John was silent, but the regret in his eyes became more intense and affectionate.
“I’m sorry, I won’t be able to sit next to you anymore, Miss Granger. You smell so good. I think I’m going to miss sitting next to you in Transfiguration class.”
“Wow, wow, you…how could Professor McGonagall do this? You, you did nothing wrong!”
John reached out and pulled the other person into his arms.
In the past, this obviously excessive action would inevitably cause fierce resistance from the little witch.
On the contrary, at this moment, the pair of hands tightly grasped the collar of his wizard robe on his chest, with such force that his knuckles turned white.
It was as if he was afraid that John would leave in the next second.
The little witch’s sobbing made John feel ashamed, but he had no intention of stopping.
He suddenly reached out and picked up the other princess, and smiled slightly under the surprised gaze of the other’s beautiful eyes with tears in them.
“Ms. Granger, I don’t think Professor Flitwick would like a little wizard who’s late, would he?”
“Hold on, I want everyone to know today that Miss Hermione Granger has long admired me, John Constantine…”
The arrogant and even somewhat disgusting words, when heard by Hermione, gave her the illusion that “this was John’s last wish before he was expelled”, even though her heart was full of shyness and sadness.
At this moment, she bit her red lips lightly and buried her head slightly in John’s chest.
“Set off!”
“Miss Granger has arrived! Get out of the way!”
John’s arms were like the safest harbor in the storm, even though he was running on the stairs and corridors, with gusts of wind passing by the two of them.
Hermione didn’t feel any bumps or swaying at all.
Along the way, the young wizards from Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff schools saw this scene, all with stunned expressions and exclaimed in surprise.
“Oh my god, that’s John Constantine, is he, is that the Muggle witch Hermione Granger in his arms?”
“Wow, this is how Constantine-san and his friend Manpower look like.”
“It happened so fast. It’s only been a short time. Why do I feel like they have known each other since they were young? Are they childhood sweethearts?”
“Ahhh! Look, look! Here’s a young couple going to class!”
Loud cheers, accompanied by whistles, could be heard in the corridors of Hogwarts. Wherever John and his companions passed, almost all the wizards saw him running with Hermione in his arms.
Hermione’s expression as she stared at John’s face infatuatedly was caught on the spot by some gossipy Ravenclaw seniors.
When John rushed into Professor Flitwick’s classroom like a gust of wind.
The bell for class rang behind me.
Hermione was still in John’s arms, looking at him with infatuated eyes.
“Ahem, Mr. Constantine, and Miss Granger, if you want to sit together, you can sit over there…”
Professor Flitwick never thought that one day he would be able to eat the freshest dog food from two first-year wizards.
He cleared his throat and kindly reminded the two of them to be aware of the occasion.
This time.
Hermione, who finally came to her senses, screamed and jumped off John.
John smiled as he watched the little witch covering her blushing face in embarrassment and running to a seat and burying her head.
They exchanged a glance with the short Professor Flitwick, and both gave each other an expression of approval that all men understood.
Professor Flitwick’s first lesson was about the basics of spells and the pronunciation of some simple spells. John had already memorized all of this and didn’t have to worry at all.
However, even so, he had no intention of disturbing the little witch.
While sitting quietly next to the other person and pretending to listen to the class carefully, he would also promptly point out any omissions in the other person’s notes in a low voice.
The harmonious scene between the two made Professor Flitwick, who was originally worried that the two would be distracted from the class, reveal a satisfied smile on his face.
Halfway through the Charms class, Harry and his friend came to report, looking depressed and as if they had suffered a huge blow.
After learning about the situation, Professor Flitwick did not blame him too much. He just told him that he should learn to study on his own after class and that he could ask him if he had any questions.
Then he continued to teach his courses.
“John, you really hurt us…”
Ron looked as if he had lost all hope in life, which made John smile slightly.
He wasn’t at all worried about whether the two would reveal to Professor McGonagall that he brought his demon to school.
However, judging from their appearances, they both seemed to have received a heavy punishment.
Harry noticed John’s questioning look and sighed quietly.
“Professor McGonagall asked us to start cleaning several Gryffindor warehouses tonight, after dinner, for a month…”
“So~bad~”
A Charms class taught by Professor Flitwick ends.
Gryffindor had no classes in the afternoon, so Hermione quietly packed her things. In the end, she still didn’t know what to do.
When I thought about the fact that John was about to leave Hogwarts, and then I thought about my contact with him in the past few days.
Even though this guy was always annoying sometimes, when he was around, being alone in Hogwarts away from my family didn’t seem that scary.
“John, why don’t we go ask Professor Dumbledore? I heard that he is the most powerful white wizard of this century. He will definitely not expel you just because of Malfoy’s father.”
“Walter? Fire? Who said John was going to be fired?” Ron turned his head in confusion.
John also looked innocent, but his eyes were full of smiles as he looked at the other person.
“Miss Granger, are you very eager for me to leave?”
Chapter 32 [Ding! Demonic aura detected…] (Old version)
The sad expression on Hermione’s face gradually turned cold.
She turned to look at John, who still dared to put on an innocent expression in front of her. Her eyes were like two knives, which made John, who originally thought the game was interesting, feel cold in his heart.
Damn it! It’s going to happen!
Sure enough, the little witch seemed to have realized something in an instant, and slowly put away her magic books and notebooks in front of her.
He looked at John calmly.
“So, from the beginning, Professor McGonagall didn’t intend to expel you?”
John coughed twice: “I, I didn’t say I was going to be fired, this is all just your imagination…”
“Hey, hey, hey, Hermione, you’re going to kill someone if you hit them like that, ouch!”
For some reason, Hermione at this moment seemed to be emitting the same terrifying demonic aura as [Rat Demon Pete], and she was holding a book as thick as a dictionary in her hand.
It hit John’s head.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ron instantly realized that he had said too much, but he had already fled.
“John Constantine! I’ll kill you!”
Such words coming from the mouth of a little witch like Hermione showed how angry the other party was at the moment.
The book in the other party’s hand, which should have been very heavy for him, seemed to have lost its weight at this moment. The other party held the book and ran wildly behind John.
“I, I didn’t lie to you!”
“Shut up! You liar, you, youaaaaaah!”
Looking at the two figures in front of me, one in front and one behind, they were obviously two young lovers who were doing well and seemed to be together more than an hour ago, but after a spell class, they suddenly became so violent.
And it was a girl who called John Constantine a liar behind his back.
In an instant, several Ravenclaw seniors who were about to walk towards the restaurant suddenly changed direction uncontrollably.
“Asshole, I was so worried about you, but you lied to me!”
Hermione kept chasing after him, and everyone in the group of senior schoolmates who were watching the show behind him had shining eyes.
“Oh? Could it be that John Constantine is having an affair with another girl behind Granger’s back?”
John complained, “How did I lie to you? Did I give you a direct answer about my expulsion? I clearly said that Professor McGonagall didn’t allow me to sit with you in Transfiguration class.”
“Wow! Professor McGonagall? It seems that even Professor McGonagall knows that John Constantine is not a good person, so she separated Granger from him.”
“No, no, no. I think it’s Professor McGonagall who doesn’t want a Muggle-born wizard like Granger to be with Mr. Constantine.”
“Hiss, what you said makes sense…”
Just like that, at the door of the Gryffindor common room, John apologized to Miss Know-It-All sincerely and promised not to make boring jokes with her about such important matters in the future.
The latter finally let him go reluctantly.
Dining room.
“Look, look, Granger is so brave. Even though Professor McGonagall personally opposed it, she still wanted to be with Constantine.”
“Humph! This little bitch really knows how to seize the opportunity. Constantine will definitely achieve great success in the future. I won’t give up…”
“What? Why are the two of them here together? Didn’t Constantine cheat on her with another girl?”
John, Hermione: “…”
Sitting at the Gryffindor table, eating lunch.
Hermione and John were terribly quiet towards each other at this moment. Hermione’s accusatory eyes made John bury his head lower and lower.
He had expected that the scary witches hanging around in Hogwarts would be gossipy, but he never imagined that they could gossip to this extent.
John had reason to believe that if Professor McGonagall did not have a strong enough deterrent power at Hogwarts.
I’m afraid that it is not impossible that the love between John Constantine and Hermione Granger will be snatched away by Minerva McGonagall.
“What a stupid trick!”
The little witch snorted in dissatisfaction, but when she saw John, who had finally become inexplicably obedient after being taught a lesson by her, she felt a sense of accomplishment inexplicably arisen.
After confirming that the other party was not going to be expelled, although she didn’t want to admit it, Hermione’s first reaction was to feel relieved.
“I’m going to the library this afternoon…”
A plain hint came from the little witch’s mouth, causing John’s mouth to curl up instantly.
One hand quickly and skillfully rested on the other’s shoulder.
“What a coincidence, Miss Granger, I had the same thought.”
Harry opened his mouth and was about to ask John for help to go with them to clean up the warehouse, but he closed his mouth silently.
He exchanged a glance with Ron, his fellow sufferer.
They all saw a sad emotion called abandonment.
At dinner that day, John and Hermione were showing off their love at the Gryffindor table.
Perhaps it was because during the day, John carried her in his arms like a princess and declared his sovereignty over all the young wizards in Hogwarts, or perhaps it was because Miss Know-It-All’s pursuit of John with a book in hand today made her realize the shamelessness of the man in front of her.
Birds of a feather flock together, and he completely ignored the strange looks from people around him.
During the day in class and the library, she enjoyed John’s help with her studies. At the dinner table, Hermione would also very carefully hand John some of his favorite food.
The Gryffindor common lounge area.
“Good night”
Although there was still a slight blush on her face, Hermione still gave John a hug in front of her two roommates.
Looking at Hermione who was laughing and chattering as she entered the girls’ dormitory area.
John returned to the dormitory and had just finished washing and changing his clothes. Coincidentally at this moment, Ron and Harry, both covered in dust, came back.
“Ah~ John, I feel like I see Merlin waving at me, I’m going to die…”
Ron let out a weak cry with a hoarse voice as if the oil had run out.
Just as John was about to express his sympathy and humanitarian concern.
Chapter 33: The First Exorcism at Hogwarts (Old Edition)
John’s expression suddenly changed.
In front of him, Ron and Harry, both covered in dust and looking listless, were lying on the table beside them.
Seeing John already changed into pajamas, he suddenly began to quickly change into his daytime clothes.
He also took out bottles of holy water and various exorcism props from the suitcases, and both of them were stunned.
“What happened, John, what are you going to do?”
John quickly put the holy water bottles, which were as thick as fingers, into the buckles of the lining of his clothes, and solemnly took out a palm-sized spherical glass bottle with a golden flying angel statue as the bottle cap.
Put it in your pocket.
“I feel the breath of the devil!”
With just one sentence, the two people, who seemed to have been drained of energy, instantly perked up.
“Walter? You mean, right now? In Hogwarts?!”
Harry exclaimed, and Neville, who was half lying on the bed, holding a book “Basic Herb Identification” and looking at him in surprise.
“I can feel its presence, right in the direction of the library!”
At this moment, in John’s exclusive sight, a deep red target outline that penetrated the wall appeared before his eyes.
And the direction they are in is exactly the direction of the Hogwarts library.
And it’s still moving fast at the moment.
“So, then you’re going to…exorcise the devil?!”
For some reason, Harry suddenly got excited and moved closer to John, and saw the latter nod.
“Can you take me with you? I, I can help!”
Ron at the side also hurriedly said: “Me too!”
John’s eyes swept over the two of them strangely.
“What can you do? You even missed the only Transfiguration class today that teaches practical magic.”
John shook his head. At this moment, he was not sure about the level of the demons, so he naturally would not take Harry and the others with him. However, just as he was about to leave.
Ron on the side suddenly spoke.
“Wait, John, I, we can help you keep watch! You know, Filch might be over there. If that doesn’t work… we can help you lead him away!”
Even conditions like “luring Filch away” could be put forward.
It can be seen how much Ron wants to participate in John’s exorcism at this moment, and Harry beside him also has a determined look on his face.
After thinking about it, John finally nodded reluctantly.
“But I have to make it clear in advance that you must obey all my orders! If I tell you to retreat, you must retreat immediately without hesitation!”
Immediately, Harry and the other person nodded excitedly.
Afterwards, the three of them looked at Neville, who was currently sitting on the bed, staring blankly at the three of them “loudly plotting” their night outing.
“Neville, you’ll keep this a secret for us, right?”
John smiled, a smile that was full of warmth and affection.
Suddenly, Neville, who was about to say something, lay down on the bed obediently and closed his eyes.
“So, how are we going to deal with the demon later?”
Harry was a little nervous and excited as he held his wand. Although he didn’t know any spells yet, this was the only way for him to feel a little safe at the moment.
John took out two bottles of holy water and handed them to the two men.
“When you see an evil spirit, pour this bottle of holy water on its head immediately!”
The two were so nervous that their hands were shaking, but no one of them said they wanted to quit at this time.
“Merlin, Harry, we will be the only two wizards in the British wizarding world to participate in the exorcism. If Professor Dumbledore finds out, will we be featured in the Daily Prophet?”
Harry shook his head.
“I think it’s better for us not to let Professor Dumbledore know. After all… you should remember how angry Professor McGonagall was today. We are little wizards from Gryffindor…”
Ron’s face suddenly tightened and he quickly gave up his fantasy of becoming famous.
“John, what are you doing?”
When they were ready, they saw John lying on the ground with half of his body stretched under the bed. He didn’t crawl out for a long time and they were both puzzled.
However, when John got up, the two saw the big thing in John’s hand.
As a Muggle-born Harry could hardly hold back a scream.
Fortunately, John was quick to cover the other person’s mouth.
“Walter… Is this a gun? Why did you bring a gun with you, John?!”
Ron looked at the [Demon-Exorcist Holy Flame M1887] with gorgeous golden patterns in John’s hand with horror and excitement. He exclaimed, but his eyes were fixed on it with a fiery passion.
It can’t be moved at all.
John let go of Harry, who had calmed down. Seeing the two men looking at him with exaggerated expressions, he smiled faintly.
“Don’t worry, this is just my exorcism weapon. When necessary, this thing may be more effective than a magic wand.”
Ron looked dumbfounded.
“John, if Professor Dumbledore and the others knew that you brought this kind of thing to Hogwarts… you will be expelled!”
John was noncommittal: “So we must not be discovered! At least we must not be discovered to have such a thing!”
Under the leadership of John.
The three little lions sneaked out of their own dormitory, and then returned without disturbing the fat lady who was sleeping soundly.
Look at the thrown Gryffindor dormitory.
“Merlin, oh my god, are we on a night cruise now?”
If the little lion of Gryffindor is born restless, then Ron, as a child of the Weasley family, who has always been seen as timid and cowardly by outsiders, also has an adventurous spirit that does not belong to his two twin brothers.
As soon as I left the dormitory at this moment, I couldn’t help but mutter excitedly in a suppressed voice.
John didn’t bother with all this. He quickly ran along the walls and corners, following the “target outline” that appeared in his eyes.
Soon they arrived at a huge window on the side of the library.
“John…”
“Shh!”
John looked serious, and the system voice sounded in his mind.
[B-rank: Hell Cannibal Book]【produce……】
Chapter 34: Meet B-level again! Is there a cannibal house in the book? (Old version)
[Generation: Cursed and infected by an unknown demonic aura, a highly mutated magic book was created, which would devour all the living creatures, flesh, bones, and blood that approached it.][Exorcism advice: Nothing ventured, nothing gained]“Guys, I’m afraid we’re in some serious trouble…”
John murmured.
He had been exorcising demons outside for two and a half years, and only one month ago in Diagon Alley did he encounter a B-rank [Demon Rat of Sorrow]. At that time, he had no choice but to use the [Holy Flame M1887] in his hand to barely defeat it.
But now.
He never expected that this would be the first target of the exorcism at Hogwarts.
There is actually a B grade!
“Walter? What happened?”
John’s expression successfully frightened Harry and the other man, who were already extremely nervous, and made their faces turn pale.
John briefly and quickly described the current problem.
“B-level is no longer an evil spirit, but can be called a demon… If I were to deal with this kind of guy alone, I could still deal with it, but I can’t guarantee your safety!”
Ron swallowed immediately.
“So, we’d better leave now?”
There was hesitation and fear in his voice, and as he spoke tremblingly, his eyes couldn’t help but look at Harry standing beside him.
John nodded and looked at the two men.
“I think this is the best option…”
“No! John, I won’t leave!” Harry’s firm voice made Ron a little at a loss for a moment.
The excitement I felt when I just left the dormitory was finally forced to cool down when I was really facing danger.
Life’s instinctive resistance and avoidance of danger made his legs want to leave on the spot.
But…looking at Harry’s reaction, his stubbornness in saving face made him stand firmly in place without moving an inch.
“We are friends. I know I may not be able to help much right now, but… I have seen my uncle use a gun, and I touched it secretly!”
Ron’s eyes widened: “Walter?”
Even John looked at Harry in surprise. He was wearing big glasses and looked gentle and even a little weak. The determination in his eyes made John look sideways.
Do you really want me to say that he is worthy of being the protagonist?
Seeing that neither of them had any intention of leaving, John took a deep breath and took out two leather Bibles from his arms, which seemed to have been prepared long ago.
“Go in a moment, and when you hear my command, you will immediately start reading the Bible in the most resolute voice! Do you understand?”
Ron and Harry looked at the English Bible and nodded hurriedly.
Accompanied by the sound of the window being pushed open with a “creak”, John was the first to roll over and crawl in.
Behind him, Ron and Harry followed in.
“Open the holy water and pour it on your head!”
The two hurriedly did as they were told.
“Lumos!”
Ron chanted a spell softly, causing John to turn around suddenly. When he saw the faint white light on the other party’s wand, he could not help but look at him in surprise.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Come on, John, we are all wizards in the family.”
It seemed that John’s reaction made Ron feel a little happy about being recognized. His hand, which was originally trembling while holding the wand, became a little steadier at this moment.
But Harry, looking at Ron casting the illumination spell with ease, had a gleam of sadness in his eyes.
But then he clenched the Bible in his hand.
As long as I study hard, I will be able to cast spells soon…
John didn’t know at this moment that in the original plot, Harry’s attitude towards learning was gradually corrected when he was in the second or third grade.
At this moment, because of Ron’s reaction just now, the desire to learn suddenly ignited in his heart.
At this moment, John was quickly leading the two of them through layers of bookshelves and came to an area of ​​bookshelves that displayed wizard history and travel notes.
“Is the devil here? Normally, no one comes to this area except for a few Ravenclaws…”
John didn’t say anything, but his pace suddenly began to slow down.
At the same time, a hand quietly took out a bottle of holy water from his pocket.
A small silver cross bracelet on his wrist was also held in front of him.
In the field of vision, a red outline was now extremely clear, and the rumbling sounds like those of a hungry creature made Harry and the other person behind him suddenly tense up.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
Just as the three of them turned around the bookshelf.
In an instant, something like black vines emerged from the darkness. There were hundreds of densely packed tough vines, with a strong pulling force.
Even John didn’t have time to react before he and Harry, the other person behind him, were suddenly dragged into the darkness.
“Who’s there?!”
Filch was holding an oil lamp, and his hunched figure disappeared in just a few breaths after John and the others shouted.
He suddenly appeared in the library area, and seeing that there was no one there, he left in disappointment.
And at the same time.
John, Harry and Ron felt as if they were being dragged by these vines into a place that looked like a tree hole. The moist soil around them had an obvious strange smell, which made the three of them look extremely ugly.
As the three bodies fell heavily to the ground, everything that came into view made the pupils of the three people, including John, shrink.
It was like a bloody slaughterhouse. At this moment, there were things like the black vines that were tied to them, hanging in the air in a complex manner, and above these vines.
Bloody human arms, thighs, internal organs and all kinds of things were hanging everywhere.
“vomit!”
Ron and Harry had never experienced such a huge visual impact, and they were frightened by this disgusting scene and vomited on the spot.
At the moment the three people appeared, humanoid monsters that looked like the goblins from Gringotts but were shorter than them suddenly emerged from all directions holding things like bone-cutting knives and saws.
John looked grim.
“Fuck! Is this the cannibal house in the book?”
Chapter 35: Full fire! It’s different with auxiliary buffs (old version)
“Hehehe…”
The sinister low chuckle came towards John like a swarm of buzzing bees.
Ron looked at the people in front of him, who obviously had bad intentions, with red eyes like those of evil spirits, and his face was as pale as paper.
“Hmm! Hmm! John, hurry up, think of a solution!”
John’s expression turned cold, and when he came to his senses, a loud and clear cry came out of his mouth.
Almost at the moment when these guys with weapons were about to rush up.
Suddenly, a fierce golden flame burst out from the bodies of John, Harry and Ron.
The holy water on Harry and the other man’s bodies was like gasoline, carrying the holy fire, which instantly spread to their bodies, burning the black vines that bound them into ashes in the blink of an eye.
“Get behind me! Start reading the Bible!”
John roared, and at the same time, he began to wave the silver cross bracelet in his hand.
Under the action of inertia, the bracelet is stretched into a straight line.
“Heaven is noble and holy, and the Holy Feather is sad”
“The believer is on the left side of the scale, and the Holy Father gives the gold of the soul”
“In the name of holy war!”
The silver bracelet suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light and turned into a gorgeous sword burning with flames.
“God! This is so cool!”
Ron’s eyes widened, and the Bible in his hand that he had just opened froze.
“Boom!” A sharp holy fire slash, as John swung the [Sword of Holy Father] in his hand, instantly killed a dozen or so dwarfs who rushed towards him and screamed.
Chop it into powder.
“Read the Bible!”
John’s face looked a little ugly, and he sprinkled the holy water in bottle after bottle on his body and the [Sword of the Holy Father] in his hand.
The golden holy fire spread, burning all the black vines around that tried to regain control of them.
The holy water in John’s hand was being consumed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, the dwarfs he had killed showed no sign of decreasing in number, and kept popping up again from every nook and cranny around them.
The two men came to their senses after hearing John’s order.
“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth”
“The earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.”
“God said: Let there be light! And there was light…”
Although there were some bumps, and perhaps because they had no experience in coordinating, it was a bit uneven.
However, John could still feel the holy fire burning more and more fiercely on his body when Harry and Ron were reciting the Bible behind him, and in contrast, the holy water was splashed out.
However, the consumption rate was obviously nearly half as slow.
“Well done! Hold on!”
With a word of encouragement from John, he began to swing the sword in his hand wildly, like a harvester burning with golden flames. In the blink of an eye, dozens of dwarf goblins appeared.
It turned into ashes on the spot.
While he was killing the seemingly endless monsters around him, his eyes were quickly scanning the environment they were in.
suddenly.
Amid the screams of the monsters, a slightly unusual and out-of-place sound reached John’s ears.
“Is this…the sound of turning pages of a book?!”
He perked up his spirits, and condensed another slashing force in his hand. After clearing a vacuum within a dozen meters in front of him, his eyes instantly locked onto the source of the sound.
I saw that above everyone’s head, there was a platform woven with black vines.
A strange magic book emitting bursts of gray-black smoke, its pages moving without wind under the influence of an invisible force.
With the sound of flipping pages, the monsters that had been cleared out around John and the others once again emerged from various corners.
There is no need to hesitate at all.
“The magic book is flying!”
He pulled out the magic wand with his empty left hand, and in a flash of light, the next moment, the strange magic book on the black vines instantly flew towards John.
The rustling sound of the pages flipping was like the magic book’s panicked scream.
There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the dense vines seemed to be frightened and instantly stabbed towards John’s head.
“In the name of God! Drive the demons away!”
The [Sword of the Holy Father] in his hand suddenly began to burn fiercely. In the terrifying light, the flames exploded like an explosion, and instantly broke out with John as the center.
In the fierce light, the silver cross bracelet, the carrier of the [Sword of the Holy Father] in John’s hand, shattered and turned into powder and floated in the air.
The vines and dwarf goblins that were originally rushing over were also like stains that were wiped away.
Amidst the screams, they all disappeared in an instant.
The rustling sound of pages turning became more intense, the holy light dissipated, and amid the rustling sounds all around, another group of monsters were about to emerge.
However, John still had a cold smile of victory on his face.
One hand pressed the [B-Rank Hell Cannibal Book] in front of him to the ground, and the other hand took out a spherical glass container.
He opened the golden angel bottle cap, and the light golden holy water poured all over the [B-Rank Hell Cannibal Book] in front of him.
In an instant, a deafening scream of terror came from all directions in this strange space.
John and his companions only felt a powerful push suddenly acting on their bodies.
“Plop!” Several people still appeared in the Hogwarts Library in the dark.
Chapter 36 Snape: Potter, perhaps you should learn how to build yourself a comfortable coffin (old version)
[Successfully exorcised “B-rank evil spirit*1”][You obtained 2 B-level exorcist treasure chests]John’s appearance was relatively stable. After rolling on the ground, he immediately half-crouched down alertly and observed the situation around him.
“Oh! Ron! You stepped on my hand!”
Harry, who was rolling in a ball with Ron, cried out in pain, causing John’s face to suddenly change.
He didn’t even have time to pay attention to the reward voice coming from the system in his mind.
When neither Harry nor the other noticed, he suddenly took out Jerry, the [Magic Mouse] from his arms as if it appeared out of thin air.
“Quick, get Filch and his cat away!”
The chubby Jerry instantly stood up on his two front legs cutely and saluted John in a serious manner.
“Damn it! It’s a stinky rat, Mrs. Loris, don’t let it run away!”
“It seems like I really should ask Professor Dumbledore to clean up the rats in the library. If things continue like this, I’m afraid a lot of magic books will be damaged…”
Hearing Filch’s angry voice, Harry, who was originally screaming in pain, immediately covered his mouth.
Ron also hurriedly and carefully moved his body away.
Wait until Filch’s voice becomes farther and farther away, until it finally disappears.
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Ron sat down on the ground, breathing slightly with some shock.
But when he noticed the pitch-black magic book tucked between John’s arms, he was startled for a moment.
“Don’t worry, it’s harmless now. At least in the short term, there’s no need to worry about it going berserk again.”
Hearing this, the two of them nodded in relief.
After recovering a little, the three of them immediately left the library carefully and quietly, walking through the corridors.
Until he carefully passed the sleeping Fat Lady and returned to his own bedroom.
Only then did everyone completely relax.
“John, you, you are finally back?”
With the help of moonlight, Neville climbed out of bed in surprise. God knows how he had just gotten through the night.
He was so nervous that he couldn’t sleep at all when he thought about what would happen if Professor McGonagall found out that John and his two friends were out for a night out the next day, but that as his roommate he didn’t stop them or report it to the professor.
Fortunately, all three of them seemed to have returned safely.
“Oh, Neville, you’re still awake?”
Ron looked at the timid Neville with some surprise, but John knew what the other party was thinking.
He smiled and walked up to the other person, patted him on the shoulder, and showed him the magic book in his hand, which clearly exuded an ominous aura.
“Neville, relax. We are not the kind of people who are so idle that we can’t sleep and spend our time wandering around the castle at night. Look… If it weren’t for us, maybe some poor Ravenclaw or wizard from another academy would be eaten by this magic book tomorrow.”
Neville looked at the magic book in John’s hand with doubt.
Some people don’t understand what it means to be “eaten by this magic book”.
Ron and Harry stood on each side, excitedly telling each other about their exciting experiences.
The full sense of accomplishment made the two of them unable to sleep at the moment.
While the two were chattering with Neville about the exorcism process, John entered his own [Demon Sealing Treasure Chest] with the [B-Class Hell Cannibal Book] in his hand.
With the sound of a heavy door being closed, in an empty solitary cell, silver chains completely imprisoned the other party.
Looking at the [B-Rank Hell Cannibal Book] that was still struggling, John let out a long breath.
“Tnnd, it’s actually a monster with the ability to create a different space and explode troops. I was almost forced to use my last trump card by you.”
A teasing German voice came from my mind.
“If the ancestors of your Holy Constantine family knew that you needed two wizards to help you deal with a mere B-level monster, they would probably be so angry that they would come back to life.”
[S-Class Rat-Serving Demon] Pete was hiding in John’s body, so he knew everything about the battle that had just taken place outside.
John curled his lips.
“Why do you think that the final trump card I mentioned would be you?”
He shook his head and went back to the dormitory.
Harry and the other man were still talking non-stop, describing in vivid detail what had just happened.
John tidied himself up and lay down on his bed.
“System, open two B-level [Exorcist Treasure Boxes] for me.”
[You have obtained: Blessing Mantra “New Feather Blessing Spirit Hymn”][You have obtained: Healing spell “Daniel’s Disaster-Removing Spell”]“Bang, bang, bang!”
The sudden violent knocking sound, accompanied by the vibration in his arm, woke Harry up instantly.
When his mind was still a little blank, he was frightened by a gloomy and creepy black figure in front of him.
“Teach, teach…”
Looking at Harry, who stood up from his seat in panic, his body still shaking and unable to stand steadily.
The little witch sitting next to John covered her forehead in despair.
“God, if I am guilty, please send down thunder to kill me. Why did I have to deal with these two guys…”
He exchanged a look with Neville Longbottom, who was sitting on the other side of him, and both of them looked helpless.
There is no doubt that Harry and Ron were too excited and suffered from insomnia again.
Then in the morning, in order to prevent the two guys from skipping classes again, John and Neville dragged them directly to Snape’s Potions class.
Snape had a gloomy old face, like a corpse that had been dead for many years.
Harry’s eyes, which used to be quite beautiful, like Lily’s, were now bloodshot due to insomnia.
“Potter, maybe instead of learning potions, you should learn how to build yourself a comfortable coffin!”
Chapter 37 When Harry’s eyes were bloodshot (old version)
Snape’s sinister voice sounded like a ghost crawling out of hell.
At the moment when Harry actually “destroyed” the pair of eyes that belonged to Lily, Ron, who was standing next to him and dared to fall asleep in Snape’s Potions class like him, did not feel any anger at all.
He felt that Snape in front of him really wanted to eat him alive.
Harry was still feeling a little sleepy, but it was instantly swept away.
“Sorry, Professor, I didn’t get enough rest last night…”
“So should I personally prepare a bottle of high-concentration water of life and death for you, Mr. Potter? And then find a good place in the Forbidden Forest with mountains and water, and lock you in a coffin so that you can solve the problem of lack of rest forever?”
This simple excuse did not bring any sympathy or forgiveness, but instead made Snape’s face even gloomier and more severe.
The ups and downs of his speech, but his dissatisfied speed was like a string of cannonballs, and also like a whip waving left and right at Harry.
The latter swallowed his saliva and finally wisely chose to give up his meaningless excuses.
Snape stared at Harry with cold eyes for a while.
“Mr. Potter, since you can fall asleep in my class, then I guess you must have a reason that is convincing enough to convince yourself, right?”
Snape clasped his hands across his chest, and his black robe made him look like a giant bat with its wings folded.
“Mr. Potter, answer me, do you think my Potions class is boring and meaningless, and you can choose not to listen to it?”
Potter shook his head. “No, Professor, that’s not what I meant.”
Snape nodded: “So that means, Mr. Potter, you already know everything I’m going to talk about in this class.”
Without waiting for Harry to answer, Snape’s even colder voice suddenly sounded again.
“Answer me, what do you get if you add powdered narcissus root to an infusion of wormwood?”
Hermione, who was sitting next to John, suddenly brightened up her eyes and was about to raise her hand, but was quickly grabbed by John at this moment.
“Can’t you see that Snape is deliberately making things difficult for Harry and teaching him a lesson? Don’t show off at this time!”
The voice that only two people could hear made Hermione, who originally wanted to save as many points as possible for the school, suddenly look down.
He was sullen and said nothing.
The sunlight that shone through the small windows in the basement shone on the little witch’s chestnut hair.
But nothing could get rid of the little witch’s disappointment about the fact that she was about to be deducted points from the academy.
Harry looked embarrassed and ashamed: “I don’t know.”
“Oh? It seems that after you suffered from insomnia and missed Transfiguration class yesterday, you did not think of going to the school infirmary to ask for a solution. Otherwise, our Hogwarts new student celebrity would definitely know what the water of life and death is.”
Harry: “….”
“Next question, if you want to find a bezoar, where should you start?”
Harry: “I don’t know”
Hermione gritted her teeth and complained in John’s ear in a low voice full of disbelief.
“You don’t know this? If he had seen the title of today’s lesson once, he would have known this! What on earth is Harry Potter doing?!”
Snape glanced at the little witch who lowered her head. It was obvious that he had heard the little witch’s complaint after all.
However, it seemed that this criticism of Harry Potter made Snape feel very comfortable.
The latter did not criticize Hermione’s muttering at this time.
The look he gave Harry became even more dissatisfied.
Not only did he not cherish the eyes that Lily left for him, but he was also completely lacking in the diligence and eagerness to learn that Lily had when she was at Hogwarts.
He is just a guy who has a huge name but no real strength at all, and who acts recklessly and shamelessly… just like his father, that damn James Potter!
Snape’s voice was so cold at this moment that Ron was so nervous that he held his breath.
He was afraid that his breathing would be a little louder and would attract Snape’s fire.
“I don’t know either. Okay, I’ll try a simpler one.”
“What is the difference between Aconitum naviculatum and Aconitum chamaejasme?”
Harry Potter pursed his lips, holding a feather pen in one hand somewhat helplessly. On the desk in front of him, there was another mark on the white paper that he had unconsciously made while he was asleep.
It is very dazzling at this moment.
“Sorry Professor, I don’t know…”
Hermione had buried her head on the table in despair.
At this moment, she hoped that she was just experiencing a nightmare, and as long as she woke up, everything that happened just now would be a lie.
“How sad…”
Snape shook his head grimly.
Suddenly his eyes turned and locked onto John, who was not far away and whispering comfort to the little witch.
“Mr. Constantine.”
The ghostly voice startled John and also frightened Miss Know-It-All, who was lying on the table, to sit up straight instantly.
“Please answer the question I asked just now.”
John nodded, not even having to think about it.
“The mixture of narcissus root powder and wormwood extract, after 30 minutes of heating and sufficient stirring, can produce initially usable life and death water after natural cooling.”
“Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a ram. It can be used to make an antidote. However, if it is a ram in estrus, the bezoar produced will not only have no detoxifying effect, but will also be highly toxic.”
“Aconitum naviculatum and Aconitum wolfsbane are the same plant. They are just two names for this medicinal material in the field of alchemy with different research focuses. Since it is one of the main ingredients for preparing werewolf dispelling potions, it is called Aconitum wolfsbane by potion masters who are good at this kind of potion…”
John’s answers were clear and concise, and even half of the information he provided was not in the Potions textbooks in the hands of the young wizards.
The little witch, who was originally worried that John would not be able to give a good answer, now looked up blankly, staring at the shameless guy who seemed to be glowing in front of her.
Not only the little wizards around, but even Snape himself couldn’t help but take a deep look at John, who looked so confident.
Then he glanced with disgust at Potter in front of him who had defiled Lily’s eyes.
“It seems that even though you are being praised, not everyone is like you, Potter… What a shame.”
Snape was like an old bat that suddenly spread its wings and walked quickly towards the podium.
“Because Harry Potter and Ron Weasley slept in class and had an extremely lazy attitude towards learning… Gryffindor will deduct 30 points!”
Snape paused and glanced at John who had already sat down.
“John Constantine has a positive attitude towards learning. He not only previewed the content of the class in advance, but also learned more about the extended content… Gryffindor gets 10 points.”
Chapter 38 Professor Snape, don’t you want to resurrect your loved ones? (Old version)
Following Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration class yesterday.
Harry and Ron once again received a report of house point deductions with a dejected look.
“Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, what are you going to do? It’s only the second day… Why did the Sorting Hat put you into Gryffindor?!”
When the explosive genius Seamus Finnigan finished the class, he angrily questioned Harry and the others.
Suddenly, the little lions, who had been unhappy for a long time, cast dissatisfied glances one after another.
The undisguised ridicule and gloating of the surrounding Slytherin snakes made the little lions’ dissatisfaction with Harry and the others reach its peak.
“Haha, Harry Potter, I’ve wanted to tell you for a long time that you shouldn’t be friends with a guy like Ron Weasley. At least, you should understand what kind of person can truly be your friend.”
If Harry Potter also had a system, a voice might be ringing in his mind at this moment.
[Ding! “Draco Malfoy” taunts you and asks you to join a team]But it’s a pity.
At this moment, Harry not only felt a strong sense of ridicule from Draco.
I didn’t get any signal that the other party was trying to be friends with me.
Harry looked grim.
“Malfoy, I don’t need you to tell me who to be friends with. Compared to all this, you should just take care of yourself.”
Draco’s face turned cold.
“Humph, you’re going to regret this!”
After saying this, Draco immediately left the Potions classroom with his two followers.
When most of the little wizards had left, Ron, his brother in distress, began to grab his hair in distress.
“God, I’m afraid Professor McGonagall will soon find out what happened today… I have a feeling that my mother will send me a Howler soon.”
“But why… John, like us, barely gets much sleep, so why doesn’t he look tired at all?”
The first thing they need to consider now is to restore the points for the college as soon as possible, and also…this kind of thing must never happen again.
Snape was heading towards his basement potion room with a gloomy face when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him.
Along with it was Constantine’s familiar voice.
“Professor Snape, wait, Professor Snape…”
Snape frowned as he looked at John who had obviously caught up with him.
“Mr. Constantine, if you feel that your performance in class is enough to make up for the points deducted by Mr. Potter and others, I advise you to leave before I get angry.”
John shook his head hastily.
“Professor, you misunderstood. This is not my fault. Harry and the others slept in class, and there is nothing wrong with your punishment.”
“So what’s the matter with you?”
John looked around and said something shocking.
“Professor Snape, I would like you to be my teacher. I want to learn Potions!”
Snape looked John up and down, raised an ambiguous arc at the corner of his mouth, and shook his head lightly.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Constantine, but I refuse!”
Having said that, Snape continued to walk forward without looking back, but John smiled faintly, with no intention of giving up.
He followed the other person all the way to the door of the pharmacy.
Snape looked back coldly.
“Mr. Constantine, has anyone ever told you that such meaningless entanglement is very impolite and extremely likely to cause dissatisfaction among others?”
The meaning of threat and rejection is more obvious.
John suddenly reached out, as if he had been prepared, and took out a small jar from his arms.
“I’m sorry, Professor Snape, but I think after reading this, you’ll still be willing to let me call you teacher.”
Snape looked at John who looked confident.
He reached out to take the jar, and when he saw the things squirming inside, he couldn’t help but let out a surprised snort.
He quickly opened the door of the pharmacy and walked in, but had no intention of closing the door.
John smiled slightly and followed in naturally.
The smell in the pharmacy was not pleasant, and even the displays were a bit messy, with all kinds of bottles and jars everywhere.
It’s rare to hear such a question from the mouth of Severus Snape, the Half-Blood Prince and Master of Potions.
John had a big smile on his face.
He didn’t say anything, but the meaning in his eyes was very clear.
He wants to become a disciple!
“Hehe… Constantine, you don’t think that you can easily make me agree to your request by using a magical biological material that I have never seen before, right?”
Snape pushed the jar aside with pride and disdain.
“Professor Snape, you know me. I am an exorcist. Although I am not that powerful, I can always find things that wizards can’t find.”
“And I guarantee that…”
John rested his hands on Snape’s desk.
“Besides me, I guarantee that it will be difficult for you to find another exorcist to help you get these materials.”
“You said in class that you could teach us to brew a potion of immortality, but do you believe such exaggerated words, even you?”
John had a big smile on his face, and he seemed to be completely oblivious to the old Bat Professor in front of him, whose eyes were filled with a stab wound.
Gently push the jar that was pushed away by the other party back in front of the other party.
“If you want to study immortality, then you must at least understand what death is. And the closest thing to death is undoubtedly hell… Professor Snape, this thing you just pushed away comes from [C-level Tomb Evil Spirit]”
“And what’s in this bottle is the mouthparts it uses to extract the soul of life…”
Snape: “…”
However, John had no intention of stopping his output.
As an exorcist, he used a devilishly seductive voice to slowly arouse Snape’s hidden desires.
“Professor Snape, with your ability, as long as you study more demons, I think, let alone brewing an immortality potion, even if someone close to you dies in the future, you can bring his soul back from hell and resurrect him…”
Hear about the resurrection and those who are close to you.
At this moment, Snape’s breathing finally became heavy: “…”
Chapter 39: Respected Teacher, Pure Love Warrior! Severus Snape! (Old Version)
“How many of these do you have?”
When John heard Snape ask this question, a victorious smile immediately appeared on his face.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Snape, I promise there will be more than you think…”
Hearing John calling him teacher directly, Snape was silent for a while, but finally did not refuse.
However, he stood up and pulled out something that looked like a parchment letter from a row of bookshelves behind him, and suddenly threw it gently to John.
“This is a set of notes from the first five years of my career researching potions… I’ll give you a week to successfully prepare the five potions listed above. You can come to my pharmacist to get the materials.”
After saying this, he glanced calmly in the direction of the door.
The meaning of expelling guests is self-evident.
John was not angry at all about this. Instead, he was very excited.
He bowed slightly and respectfully to the absolute pure love warrior among the Harry Potters before quickly walking out of the door of the potion room.
In the pharmacy after John left.
Snape frowned and picked up the mouthpart tissue of [Class C Tomb Evil Spirit] that was still squirming in the jar on the table.
“[C-level Tomb Evil Spirit], in other words, is there a higher level of monster above this? Can these things really allow me to see Lily again?”
“What, you mean, you asked Snape to be your teacher?! He, he agreed?!”
At dinner at the end of the day, Hermione almost choked on the tea in her mouth when she heard what John suddenly told her.
The coughing and screaming were a bit loud, instantly attracting the little lions around, who looked at him as if he were a monster.
“Are you crazy? John, you must be kidding me? How did Snape target Harry in Potions class today? Are you…are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?”
“No one likes Snape. I’m sure that Snape is disliked by many people even among Slytherin.”
“Hahaha, John, your prank is meaningless and too exaggerated. No one will believe it. If I were you, I would definitely say that I asked Professor McGonagall to be my teacher. At least this way it sounds somewhat credible.”
Listening to the disbelieving laughter of Ron, Harry, and even the Weasley twins, there was no trace of a joke on John’s face.
The laughter gradually died down as John stared.
Everyone realized an extremely absurd possibility.
“Oh my god… Snape really became your teacher? He agreed?!”
Fred Weasley looked at John as if he were a monster, and when he nodded calmly, everyone couldn’t help but gasp.
However, John not only did not show any reluctance, but his eyes were full of anticipation for the future.
“Professor Snape is a famous top potion master in the British wizarding world, and even in the European wizarding world. Although I have just entered Hogwarts not long ago, I think there must be countless people who want to become his disciple.”
“Fred, George, and Harry, I know you don’t like him, but… please at least show the most basic respect to my teacher in front of me from now on.”
Everyone looked at each other: “……”
When dinner was over, John took the little witch to the library again.
The whole restaurant suddenly became like a chicken and duck coop that had been suddenly opened.
Without exception, all the young wizards from various branches were discussing heatedly the matter of John becoming Snape’s apprentice.
In Dumbledore’s office.
Looking at the multi-tentacle tissue in the glass container in front of him, it was still wriggling like a squid.
If Snape had not told him, Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in the world, would have been completely unable to imagine that this thing was actually a monster’s tongue.
“Severus, so you are really prepared to accept our Constantine as your student?”
Snape looked calm.
“All this can only be decided after he passes my assessment. If he doesn’t have the talent to become a potion master, I won’t agree even if he gives me more research materials.”
“This is not only a waste of his other talents, but also a blasphemy of my time!”
Dumbledore opened his mouth. If there was anyone in the entire Hogwarts who understood the person in front of him best and what he was going through every day, it was undoubtedly him, Dumbledore.
He pondered and shook his head.
“It is your right to choose who will be your student, Severus, but…what do you think of our Mr. Constantine, what kind of person is he?”
“Although the prototype of his Patronus Charm is actually a holy angel, I still really want to know what you think of him?”
Snape thought in silence for a while, and finally seemed to have made a decision.
“He is a man who is brave enough to be radical, but also brave enough to give up. And I have a hunch… With him in Hogwarts, even if that person really shows up in the future, everything will be safe.”
……
Night, Gryffindor dormitory.
John entered his [Demon Sealing Treasure Box].
After solemnly taking out the carefully hidden [Cursed Mirror of Tut] and confirming that the dog charm was properly worn, John took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the Potions Notebook that Snape had given him.
“Mind-disturbing potion, Tangus antidote, eye-brightening potion, De’anka tranquilizer, Press wound medicine…”
There were five potions in total, all of which were mid-level potions that he had never even seen in the “Introduction to Alchemy”. John secretly clicked his tongue.
“Should I say, you are worthy of being a master of potions? Your introduction to potions seems to be a little different from others.”
Although he said this, the curve of John’s mouth gradually became a little abnormal.
He pressed the notebook in his hand onto the [Cursed Mirror of Tut] in front of him.
As a dim yellow light emanated from the bronze magic mirror, it penetrated the notes in his hand and shone on John’s brow. A huge and complex stream of information poured into John’s mind out of thin air.
In his mind, it was as if there was a “Snape” who was repeatedly experimenting with the proportions of these magic potions in front of him.
“The mind-disturbing potion, the bitter chrysanthemum root was not completely dried out, so it failed…”
“Tangus’s antidote, the neutralization of the drug is unbalanced, failed…”
“The highest temperature of the crucible of the eye-brightening potion was maintained for too long, and the main ingredients were damaged. Failure…”
“Failure, failure, failure…”
Failures over and over again seem to confirm the saying that “Failure is the mother of success”.
When the light of [Thoth’s Cursed Mirror] faded, John, whose face turned slightly pale, quickly recovered his vitality with the power of the [Zodiac Dog Talisman] on his chest.
“Professor Snape, maybe you need a good student like me right now to give you some strength…”
Chapter 40: Testing the efficacy of the medicine? Ton Ton Ton~ (Old version)
In order not to make his behavior appear too scary.
John did not go to Snape for the “entrance test” immediately.
The next day, after finishing Professor Binns’ boring History of Magic class early, John rushed to Snape’s potion room without stopping.
After getting the other party’s eye confirmation, John did not hesitate and took three portions of all the materials he needed to prepare the potion on the spot.
Afterwards, he swaggered back to his dormitory and entered the [Demon Sealing Treasure Chest].
If there is any place in Hogwarts that is still very secretive for John.
[Demon Sealing Treasure Chest] is ranked first, and even [Room of Requests] has to be ranked second.
“Dried bitter melon root, crushed into ash, five grams of Brazilian green propolis, fourteen uniformly sized petals of calendula, and Redania herbs with roots…”
John kept muttering to himself, while his hands quickly arranged all the herbs into categories.
She also took out the herbal utensils she had bought from Diagon Alley before school started.
With the blessing of the [Dog Talisman], John was like a tireless and emotionless herb processing machine. He completed all the preparations in just a short while.
As the “Amaranthus Root Powder” as the herbal base is poured in batches, and then as the temperature continues to rise, other materials are added one after another according to the standard steps in mind.
A strange and complex smell began to spread in the space of the [Demon Sealing Treasure Chest].
I don’t know how long it took.
When a pot of sticky liquid with a mixture of light purple and red appeared in front of him and gradually cooled down as John quickly put out the fire in the crucible.
John couldn’t help but re-simulate the steps in his mind.
“That should be okay, right?”
“Mind-disturbing potion, used to treat memory disorder symptoms caused by a spell. The qualified finished product is purple-red with a faint pungent cactus smell, and tastes bitter…bitter?”
John looked at the “purely hand-brewed” mind-disturbing potion in front of him that he had made himself.
He looked back at the “livestock” in his own prisons, which would surely expand in the future if he couldn’t even overcome the small difficulties before him.
Then how can I learn from the “evil” and defeat the “evil” in the future?
“Damn it! I have the [Dog Talisman], even the most poisonous poison can’t kill me, so why should I be afraid of a chicken feather! A real man, kill it in one gulp!”
“Done!”
In a split second, John completed the psychological preparation and did not dare to give himself the opportunity to hesitate or be entangled.
He suddenly took out the “mind-disturbing potion” that had just been put into the bottle in front of him and blew it into his mouth.
“Tons, tons, tons…”
There was a violent swallowing sound as John’s brows furrowed deeper and deeper. In just three or four seconds, the entire 500ml bottle of “Mind-Confusing Potion” went into his stomach.
“yue~”
John felt a strong sense of nausea and retching, and his tongue, throat, and even all the mucous membranes inside his mouth were releasing a strong sense of bitterness. He almost rolled his eyes and vomited on the spot.
He resisted the urge to retch.
He quickly picked up the feather pen beside him and started writing on the blank notebook.
“Mind-disturbing potion, take 500ml”
“Within a minute, the bitter taste and tingling sensation in the head began to gradually intensify (temporarily inferred to be a side effect of taking the drug in a state of amnesia and confusion)”
“After three minutes, I started to feel slight cramps in my abdomen, my heartbeat quickened, and my thoughts became more jumpy.”
“Five minutes later, symptoms of temporary physical weakness appeared (it is speculated that the drug’s effect is activated and the wizard’s energy needs to be consumed)”
“After ten minutes, all symptoms began to gradually dissipate and brain activity increased”
“In thirty minutes, all abnormal conditions such as abdominal pain disappeared, and the drug worked quickly.”
The quill pen in John’s hand paused for a moment, and then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he abruptly picked up another blank notebook and began to write furiously.
“Testing on the taste and efficacy of the improved version of the mind-disturbing potion”
“Mr. Constantine, do you know what you are doing now? Or have you forgotten the strict rules of potions because you can’t mix qualified potions?”
“I don’t remember any mention of cherry peels and sage in my notes, let alone the saliva fungus of the Garros lizard!”
“What on earth are you doing?!”
On this day, when John walked in excitedly, he seemed to have completely ignored him, the owner of the pharmacy.
John began to rummage through the cabinets with marked materials one by one, looting like a robber.
Even Snape, who had a certain tolerance for him, finally exploded completely at this moment.
Having just experienced another ineffective exploitation of [Thoth’s Cursed Mirror], John’s mind was full of ideas for improving several potions.
Suddenly hearing Snape’s angry roar, John turned around in a daze.
“Teacher, are you calling me?”
He had never taught any disciples in the true sense, but as someone who had taught Potions to many young wizards, he thought he would be able to deal calmly with some of the young wizards’ foolish actions.
Looking at John who had not yet realized his mistake, Snape was rarely really angry.
“John Constantine, unless I formally acknowledge you as my disciple, please call me Professor Snape, or Dean Snape!”
“Today is the fifth day since I asked you to make the potion. You come to me every day to get the ingredients, but… Constantine, not everyone has a talent for potions.”
John came back to his senses and instantly understood why Snape was angry at the moment.
Suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“Mr. Snape, I’m sorry, if you mean simply preparing the five potions in your notes, I think I have succeeded.”
As he spoke, he fumbled around his body for a few times and took out five small bottles of different sizes.
“This is the medicine you asked me to prepare. Please check it, teacher.”
A look of surprise flashed across Snape’s face. He looked at John deeply, then picked up the bottles in his hand one by one and began to check them one by one.
But in just a moment, he, as a master of potions, had obtained all the qualified answers with a very standard configuration process.
“So what do you do with these materials?”
John laughed dryly: “The taste of the potion is a bit bad…”
Snape: “???”
Bad taste?
What does this mean?
His expression suddenly became strange.
Chapter 41: Slytherin’s Little Viper (Old Version)
“You mean, the taste?”
Although what John just said was very clear.
At this moment, Snape still had a frown on his face, with a strange look as if he was looking at a monster, and he asked again.
John nodded sheepishly.
“You tried it yourself?!” Snape’s voice rose several decibels.
John touched his nose and nodded embarrassedly.
He couldn’t help but open his mouth at this moment for Snape, who was indifferent to the life and death of everyone except Lily and half of Harry.
I had the urge to ask John, “Is there something wrong with your brain?”
“Do you need to go to the school infirmary?” In the end, this question turned into an inquiry with a sigh.
John shook his head. With the [Dog Talisman], his physical condition could not be any better.
If he wanted, he could even find a vampire, hold each other’s necks and gnaw on each other to see who could suck the other to death first.
As if offering a treasure, John suddenly took out a booklet filled with densely packed notes from his arms and handed it to Snape expectantly.
Let’s put aside the fact that the other party is a pure love warrior.
Just talking about Snape’s attainments in potions, John felt that if there was someone in this world who could help him develop the materials produced by evil spirits and make them into potions or something like that.
Apart from the other party, the only person John could think of was Nicolas Flamel, who created the Philosopher’s Stone but was now so old that his bones would break at the slightest touch.
Snape flipped through the pamphlet John had given him.
When you see words like “spicy taste, severe abdominal pain and gastric bleeding occur ten minutes after taking it” and “the efficacy of the drug is doubled after adding Scottish straw mushroom spores, but it is accompanied by strong hallucinations”.
The way Snape looked at John couldn’t help but become even more horrified.
It seems that he can understand the meaning of the other person’s eyes.
John chuckled, looked around, picked up a small knife from the table beside him, and cut a small cut on his palm before Snape could react.
He then took out a Bible bound entirely in gold foil from his bosom.
He began to chant in melodious Latin, mixed with the faint golden light emanating from the Bible in his hand.
When John showed his palm to Snape again, the knife wound had disappeared completely.
Not even the slightest scar was left.
“Mr. Snape, please believe me, I am not a brainless fool.”
John still had the immature appearance of a first-year wizard, but everything he had done since the beginning of the school year had already surpassed Snape, McGonagall and others’ understanding of a first-year wizard.
Snape did not continue to look at the booklet at the back. Even with his strong heart, he had to find some time to slow down.
John Constantine, testing drugs on yourself… How could you do that!
However, it was precisely because of this young wizard who was willing to take risks for the sake of potion research and also had great talent that Snape could not refuse the other party calling him “teacher”.
“The healing method you just used was the exorcist’s healing technique?”
“It’s called Daniel’s Curse, and it’s one of the few exorcism spells I know.”
Snape nodded, put the booklet that John had been studying in his hand on his desk, and looked down at the little wizard in front of him who was many times more outstanding than when he first entered Hogwarts.
Finally, I made a decision in my heart.
“Starting tomorrow, I will have the house elves set up a special potion room for you next to my potion room. In addition, I will explain to Professor Dumbledore what I will study with you next, so…”
Snape didn’t say anything else after that.
But John understood it instantly.
From now on, he will no longer have to hide in secret spaces like a “freedom fighter” and conduct all kinds of horrific research.
certainly.
John still would not share the confidential research with Snape.
When John shared this surprise with the little witch who was currently competing for the title of “top student”.
Miss Know-It-All’s eyes were filled with disbelief and amazement.
“You mean, you’ll have your own potion room in Hogwarts from now on?!”
Even though she had only been in school for less than a week, Hermione still had a certain basic understanding of how difficult this matter was. That was why when she saw the annoying guy in front of her, he grinned with a smug look on his face.
The words of blessing came to my lips, but I couldn’t say them.
Let out a light snort.
Holding the Potions book he had just borrowed from the library, he walked towards the restaurant.
Today is the weekend and Gryffindor happens to have no classes.
However, with John as a huge mountain waiting for her to conquer, Miss Know-It-All has no intention of resting at all, and spends her time on learning and strengthening herself.
That’s what she’s been doing these days.
John did not feel neglected by the other party’s diligent attitude. On the contrary, he did not have anything to do at the moment.
John immediately stood by the other person patiently and acted as a caring assistant.
Or he would ask the house-elf for some snacks, or when he saw that Hermione didn’t understand something, he would immediately answer her questions.
With this combination, Hermione originally thought it would take at least a week or two to figure out.
But in just less than half a day, she basically understood it.
“Humph! Mudblood and Mudblood, what a perfect match…”
In the distance, at the Slytherin table, Draco glared at John with jealousy and dissatisfaction, who was paying no attention to him at the moment.
When I think about how that bastard scared me to the point of fainting on the spot during the Transfiguration class that day.
Draco felt his face flush.
A voice with a hint of contempt and disdain sounded beside my ears.
Turning around, a girl with short hair that reached her ears, who, although young in appearance, showed that she would grow up to be a beautiful lady, slowly sat down beside him.
“Malfoy, are you only going to kill him with your eyes here? If so, I am really disappointed in you.”
The short-haired little snake glanced at the angry Draco calmly.
“He’s just one person, and you have the entire Malfoy family behind you!”
Chapter 42 Pansy Parkinson, a qualified tool man (old version)
Pansy Parkinson.
The eldest daughter of the Parkinson family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families, and the only heir of this generation.
Even in her young age, she now possessed an exquisite face that combined Chinese and Western styles, short black hair, and a pair of dark pupils that always flashed with malice and disdain.
One would always feel at first glance that she and the Slytherin flag flying above her head are extremely compatible.
Draco frowned. “Even if I ask my father to take action, there should be at least a decent reason, right? Do you think I should use such a lame and embarrassing reason as being frightened to death by the other party to let my father put pressure on Dumbledore?”
“Haha, if there is no reason, can’t you create one?”
Pansy Parkinson looked at John, who was chatting happily with Miss Know-It-All, with a smiling face, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
What are the Eight Holy Descendants of the Church? How dare they say they are more noble than our Twenty-Eight Pure-Blooded Families?
As if sensing something, John, who had one arm on the little witch’s shoulder and his fingers gently stirring a strand of her hair, suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the gaze.
What caught my eye was Draco’s panicked and angry look, and…
“Who is that?” Hermione also noticed Pansy Parkinson’s look that made her extremely uncomfortable.
Slytherin is the house where the theory of pure-blood wizards is most prevalent. It gathers most of the young wizards from the twenty-eight pure-blood families, and it is precisely the descendants of these pure-blood families.
Except for a very few young wizards who looked okay, the rest were not even as good-looking as Draco’s two followers, Goyle and Crabbe.
As for the rare exquisite girl in Slytherin, John immediately realized her identity in his mind.
“Pansy Parkinson…”
He naturally sensed the hostility in the other person’s eyes, but he was not interested in why the other person looked at him like that.
Some pure-blood little wizards in Slytherin always have thoughts very similar to those of their crazy parents.
But John has no interest in caring about mental illness.
He raised a glass of lemonade from the house-elf and raised it to the other person from a distance.
Pansy was stunned for a moment, but then she showed the elegant demeanor of a “wizard noble” and slowly raised the water glass in front of her.
“What are you doing?”
The little witch’s discomfort became more and more obvious. However, when John saw Pansy raising her glass to drink water, a sly smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Suddenly he stuffed the cup of water in front of Miss Know-It-All into the other person’s hands.
“Oh my god! John Constantine! What on earth did I see?!”
George Weasley, who was distractedly dealing with the Charms homework in front of him, looked up unconsciously, and his eyes widened instantly.
I saw John and Hermione, the young couple who were already well-known throughout Hogwarts.
They were actually each holding a cup with their arms crossed.
He acted as if no one was around, like an adult wizard, pretending to be drinking from a cup.
A cry of surprise instantly woke up Hermione, whose mind was blank and stiff, not knowing why she had to cooperate with such actions.
She quickly withdrew her arm.
As she blushed and buried her head deeply in the magic book in front of her, she couldn’t help but lick the water stains at the corners of her lips with her little tongue.
It’s just ordinary water, but it tastes as sweet as if honey was added to it.
Even though he was discovered and booed by the people around him, John didn’t look embarrassed at all. He put his arm back on the little witch’s shoulder, in the place that belonged to him.
Once again, he raised his glass to Pansy at the Slytherin table.
“No, I won’t do this with you!”
Draco noticed Pansy’s gloomy face and the look in her eyes, and immediately shook his head like a rattle.
The latter’s already ugly expression became even colder after noticing John’s provocative look.
“Hmph! Draco Malfoy, sometimes you really need to look in the mirror!”
Looking at Pansy who threw the cup and left, Draco couldn’t help but look at John in the direction of Gryffindor again, and his eyes began to flicker.
I was already thinking about what Pansy Parkinson had just said.
That night.
In the [Demon Sealing Treasure Box].
Harry and Ron have been performing very well these days.
What’s good here is not only that they perform well in each professor’s class, but also that they have become diligent tools behind John, just like Goyle and Crabbe to Draco.
“Oh~ John, I feel like I’m suffocating! This guy stinks so much…”
Ron said this, but he still held a net with a long pole in his hand, facing the monster in front of him whose human limbs were bound by chains and whose head was like a cauliflower.
It kept shaking above the dense “grass” above the opponent’s head.
Amidst waves of extremely uncomfortable buzzing sounds and under the illumination of the golden light of the sacred fire, a group of strange little bugs entered the net one after another.
Not far away from him, Harry gritted his teeth and cut off the mouthparts of the [C-Class·Grave Evil Spirit] in front of him with a pair of pliers.
At this moment, John was standing with his arms folded in front of the sealed cage that held the [B-Rank Hell Cannibal Book].
Frowning in thought.
As an exorcist who aspires to uphold justice in the world, John feels that there should be no conflict in being a ruthless demon slaver on the road to justice.
It is precisely for this reason that all the evil spirits he captured and imprisoned alive.
All of them have to pay enough “rent” in their cage.
“Tsk tsk tsk, what a shameless fellow! God must be blind to lend you his power.”
In his mind, the angry German voice of [S-rank·Rat-serving Demon] Pete rang out.
“Peter, my friend, I think you are the least qualified to say such things, right? You enjoy the supreme presidential suite and can experience the wizarding world with me, but you haven’t even paid the rent yet.”
Pete snorted disdainfully, but watched as John was about to take out holy water from his arms to strengthen the [B-Rank Hell Cannibal Book] in front of him.
In the end, he couldn’t stand it anymore.
“That’s enough. Instead of asking the disobedient demon to drink holy water, why don’t you try throwing some books to this guy?”
“I think this guy can give you a surprise.”
Chapter 43 Training [B-level Hell Cannibal Book], I hold the writing AI (old version)
He never thought that the “guardian spirit” [S-level·Rat Demon] Pete, who had been living in his body but never used, could actually give him advice in this regard.
Following the other party’s advice, John immediately put away some books that he no longer needed, such as “Introduction to Herb Identification”, “A History of Magic: The Rise and Fall of the Goblins”, and “Hogwarts: A History of the School”.
They were all moved from the dormitory into the [Demon Sealing Treasure Box].
Ron and Harry, both with dirty faces, came over.
As for the [B-Rank Hell Cannibal Book] in front of them, in which they were personally involved, the two of them would always follow John in when he entered this space and take a look whenever they wanted.
It seemed that what was before their eyes gave them a greater sense of accomplishment than any Quidditch trophy.
John didn’t say anything, but suddenly threw all the books in his hands into the cage.
“Hualala”
Black vines that the three of them were very familiar with stretched out from the [B-Rank Hell Cannibal Book] in front of them, but their speed was obviously much slower than before they sealed the other party.
Like a tentacle, it slowly picked up all the books John threw in and put them into its body.
Several people looked at the pages of the book which began to turn by themselves, and waited quietly.
“Give it some more white paper.”
Peter’s voice rang out and John immediately did as he was told.
But after just three or four minutes, there were bursts of rustling sounds.
The white papers that were originally dragged into the book by the vines flew out from the pages one after another.
However, at this moment, it is already covered with densely packed words.
“Walter? Oh my god! This, this is amazing!”
“John, look, this is the paper assigned by Professor Binns on the history of the goblins… John, could it be written by it?”
Harry and the other man picked up the paper on the ground and just took a look at it.
Both of them couldn’t help but gasp.
Even John couldn’t help but quickly pick up the pages full of words and start reading them after hearing this.
Since he was always in the library with Miss Know-It-All during this period, enjoying the pleasure of teasing each other, Miss Know-It-All had borrowed many books as a result.
John also watched them.
The more John read, the more excited he became. Suddenly, the world before the time travel appeared in his mind, and a digital tool that emerged in that era.
“AI writing!”
At this moment, the contents on the pages of the book in his hand were not only reorganized and analyzed according to the “basic materials” he gave.
It also adds some obviously fresh content.
For example, an in-depth analysis of the decline of the goblins and the conflicts between wizards.
The three of them looked at each other, and a bold idea came to their minds at the same time.
Ron was excited: “John, do we no longer have to do those boring and long homeworks like History of Magic in the future?”
Harry was a little doubtful: “John, is everything written here really correct?”
John was looking at the [B-Class Hell Cannibal Book] in front of him, whose pages were still rustling. If this thing was really powerful enough.
Wouldn’t it be easy for me to start out as a media tycoon in the wizarding world?
John couldn’t help but reveal a weird smile on his face.
“Very good, Mr. Pete, you are a good citizen!”
[S-rank Rat Demon] Pete in John’s body: “……”
Why does this kind of weird compliment make people feel something is wrong?
John, who instantly had a goal, and Harry, who could only focus on the lengthy homework of various courses, immediately took action.
In Snape’s potion room.
He stared blankly at what was in front of him. The color and smell were slightly different from the original “Mind-Confusing Potion”, but the efficacy was obviously much improved, and the smell and taste were much better than the potion.
I don’t quite understand what John is thinking.
“You mean to ask me to help you negotiate with St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries about the long-term supply of this potion? Constantine, are you short of money?”
John’s eyes widened.
“Mr. Snape, I think I need to correct something. I am not really short of money. It is just that before I entered the wizarding world, I never thought that I would have anything to do with poverty!”
He had heard Professor McGonagall talk about the situation when she met John, about the Constantine Castle, which looked like it had a long history but was full of the atmosphere of being dilapidated and abandoned.
John Constantine was alone and helpless.
Obviously, sometimes women, even powerful wizards like Professor McGonagall, will always use their emotional side to subjectively fantasize about the person in front of them.
The corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn’t refuse.
“With your strength, long-term supply is not realistic, and… I am your potion teacher, not your potion material warehouse!”
When he said the last sentence, Snape’s face couldn’t help but darken a little.
It has been some time since John was officially accepted and acknowledged as a disciple.
And John indeed showed a talent in Potions that could not be simply described as brilliant, but this was something that even Snape, the master of Potions, felt a bit troubled by.
This guy really likes to tinker with some weird formulas and potions.
And…he always likes to try out drugs on himself.
After agreeing with Snape, John then handed over the other two products, the “Eye-Brightening Potion” and the “Nerve-Calming Potion”, which he had also completed the final improved formulas and samples.
To Snape.
In the following days, John lived a very relaxed and happy life.
Every day, he would accompany the little witch in the library or wander around the ancient castle of Hogwarts, leaving behind their footprints.
The two were not together except when they went back to their respective dormitories at night or when John went to study potions.
At no other time had almost all the young wizards at Hogwarts seen the two of them separated.
Except for Transfiguration, of course.
“Mr. Constantine, please don’t turn the desk into a coffin! And… let Mr. Malfoy out quickly!”
Chapter 44: Letters from St. Mungo (Old Edition)
“Woo woo woo!”
When John opened the lid of the coffin in front of him, Draco, who was struggling in fear and crying, felt like a person who was about to suffocate and suddenly got some fresh air.
He gasped heavily.
John sat aside with an innocent look on his face.
“Malfoy, why did you walk into the coffin for no reason? Aren’t you worried about being hit by the lid of the coffin?”
Draco was dragged out of the coffin by Goyle and Crabbe.
Her long golden hair, which had always been combed meticulously, now became messy.
Seeing John was like seeing a demon.
“You were the one who pushed me just now! Otherwise I wouldn’t have walked into the coffin by myself!”
John spread his hands innocently.
“Malfoy, please at least provide enough evidence when you speak. You know, everyone saw it. I was even standing in front of you, and the coffin was between you and me. I pushed you?”
“Haha, Malfoy, do you think I’m easy to bully?”
When he saw John’s face suddenly turned cold, he directly drew out his wand.
Draco, who originally wanted to argue, turned pale in an instant and backed away hurriedly.
And it was at this time.
Professor McGonagall’s angry voice was heard.
“Mr. Constantine, put away your wand immediately, right now!”
“From now on, you will never take out your wand in my Transfiguration class without my permission!”
Professor McGonagall looked at John with a headache as he obediently put the coffin in front of him and returned to his desk. She also watched him obediently put away his wand.
But there is absolutely nothing else I can do at this moment.
The topic of today’s Transfiguration class is “Transform the desk into other objects of similar size, the more exquisite the better.”
In circumstances that no one expected.
Professor McGonagall ordered him not to sit with Miss Know-It-All in the Transfiguration class, but he turned around and sat directly among the Slytherin snakes, and luckily chose John who was next to Draco.
The table in front of them was directly transformed into a coffin with exquisite patterns and linings, and even the Malfoy family crest…
Looking at Draco, who was so frightened that he was about to cry, Professor McGonagall looked around the classroom with a headache.
At this moment, this not-so-big Transfiguration classroom is already full of little wizards. The only seat is next to the little lion, and look at the empty seat, one on the left and one on the right.
Harry and Ron are like door gods.
Given their relationship with John, if Draco were to sit in that position, there would be no need for today’s Transfiguration class to continue.
But looking at Draco again, it was obvious that he was unwilling to return to his original seat and sit at the same table with John.
Professor McGonagall finally sighed.
“John Constantine, return to your place!”
So far.
After Draco Malfoy enjoyed John turning “his wizard robe into a funeral suit”, “his quill into a white mourning flower”, “the white paper into a black and white portrait of himself” and “the desk into the Malfoy family coffin”.
Amid the fearful and angry gazes of all the little snakes, John returned to his Miss Know-It-All.
“John, you are so amazing! I think that guy is about to pee his pants!”
“Hahaha, I hate Malfoy too, he’s always so self-righteous…”
Different from the excitement and excitement of the two younger brothers Harry and Ron.
Miss Know-It-All, whose shoulder was once again occupied by John’s hand, was worried.
“John, didn’t you say that Malfoy’s father is the governor of Hogwarts? He wouldn’t…”
“Of course he does!”
John nodded without hesitation, but there was no sign of worry or fear on his face.
What are the twenty-eight pure-blood clans? They are a group of people who, apart from a little money and ancestral assets in the wizarding world, don’t even have any truly exclusive inherited wizard spells or special abilities.
He even dared to call himself a “wizard noble”.
John turned around and glanced at Malfoy who had just sat down. The latter’s body tensed up instantly.
Now, he has been deeply imprinted with a fear of John Constantine because of the Transfiguration classes these days.
Professor McGonagall had just called the end of class.
Malfoy and his two younger brothers rushed out of the classroom door first, as if escaping from a cage filled with wild beasts.
It’s dinner time at Hogwarts.
Professor McGonagall had a distressed look on her face, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, she was telling Dumbledore what had happened while Dumbledore was away from school.
Especially when it comes to John.
“Albus, I have to admit that I was definitely deceived by Constantine. He…he alone is enough to rival the two Weasley twins!”
Dumbledore smiled faintly and glanced across the Gryffindor table.
His gaze first lingered on John, and then after seeing Harry, who was obviously much more confident than before, he nodded secretly in his heart.
John was indeed hiding something, and he was naturally aware of that.
But John has Snape as his Potions teacher, who supervises and teaches him, and he also has the Patronus Charm.
Dumbledore was not worried about John causing any damage to Hogwarts.
Just as Dumbledore was comforting Professor McGonagall, the sound of flapping wings suddenly came from outside.
Then an owl with a letter in its mouth flew directly to the Gryffindor table.
When the letter fell into John’s hands, the little wizards around couldn’t help but look over curiously.
“John, didn’t you say you were the only one in your family? Who sent you this letter?”
John looked in the direction of the Pure Love Warrior, but the latter had quietly left the restaurant at some point in time.
However, when he opened the waterproof wrapping on the surface of the envelope, he saw the logo of “St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries” printed on the envelope.
A gleam of anticipation appeared in his eyes.
“St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries
Dean: Jonathan Bohan (British director of the International Magical Federation, second-class magician of the Merlin Order)
Dear Mr. John Constantine, we have received your letter and the potion that came with it. In view of the recommendation of your teacher, Professor Severus Snape, we have carefully identified the potion…”
The little witch came over curiously. Since she had received the letter from her parents without telling John, she had no scruples. But the next moment.
“Wart?! 50,000 gold galleons?!”
“John, you sold your potion formula for 50,000 gold galleons?!”
Chapter 45: The team’s initial concept, the devil reappears! (Old version)
The moment the little witch couldn’t help but shout out these words, she instantly realized how rash her behavior was, and she covered her mouth in panic.
It seems as if the words just said can be taken back.
Fortunately, John has never been one to hide himself in this regard.
Burying money in a cellar is not called being rich.
Being rich is when the whole world knows that you are rich.
John smiled faintly and stroked the hair of the little witch who looked a little guilty.
“Don’t worry, it’s nothing. If you know, you’ll know. In fact, I don’t intend to hide anything.”
At this moment, his words were like a spark that instantly ignited all the excitement of the little lions around him who were originally a little hesitant.
Ron was so shocked that he threw the chicken leg in his hand away. Even Seamus, the demolition genius who was almost hit by the opponent’s chicken leg, didn’t care about these things at the moment.
“John, did you really earn 50,000 Galleons?!”
“Fifty thousand? My God, my father can’t even make that much money in a year…”
“Wouldn’t that mean John could buy a lot of Nimbus 2000s?!”
“Hiss, I heard that John has just been accepted as a student by Professor Snape for a short time, but he can already research new potion formulas?”
In the professor’s seat, looking at John surrounded by the little lions, Dumbledore let out a gentle and generous laugh.
“Haha, Minerva, you see, it’s clear that our Mr. Constantine is not as you imagined, a person who insists on making himself out of place…Minerva, you can spend more time getting to know him.”
Dumbledore had a pair of wise eyes, and his expression was serious through his glasses.
“Minerva, don’t look at him from a wizard’s perspective. Try to understand him from his perspective. Even though he is indeed studying at Hogwarts and learning magic from us wizards, it is undeniable that the world needs our Mr. Constantine more than the wizarding world.”
Professor McGonagall could not help but remain silent, looking at John, who was laughing loudly in the crowd, and could even be said to be a bit unruly and rebellious at such a young age.
I couldn’t help but ponder in my heart.
Is it true that I have always been too harsh and narrow-minded towards John?
“Humph! Who would believe such a trick? This guy must have stolen Professor Snape’s research results. He is a Muggle, how long has he been exposed to potions…”
In Slytherin House, Draco looked at John, who was surrounded by praises and admiration like the moon surrounded by stars.
Gnashing teeth in hatred.
He seemed to suddenly think of something, stood up abruptly and walked out of the restaurant.
Behind him, Crabbe and Goyle, the loyal troll brothers, hurriedly picked up two sandwiches and followed.
Pansy Parkinson watched this scene, her ink-black eyes staring at John.
There was no doubt that Draco was not the only one who questioned John’s talent in Potions.
She is one of them.
“Hmph! Once I expose you, I’ll have Professor Dumbledore expel you, you bastard!”
Dinner is over.
John was surrounded by people and returned to the Gryffindor lounge area.
“This is unbelievable! John, you have only been studying Potions with Professor Snape for less than a month. How…how did you do it?!”
Ron didn’t even realize that he had always addressed Snape as a honorific without a suffix, but today he couldn’t help but become much more polite.
Harry stood by his bed, holding enviously the letter addressed to John from St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
He had read the letter no less than ten times on his way back to the dormitory from the restaurant.
“I’ve already told you guys a long time ago. I won’t discuss whether Mr. Snape is easy to get along with or not, but as for his achievements in potions…he must be one of the best in the whole of Europe!”
Neville, who was standing aside, said nothing, but he couldn’t conceal the envy and yearning in his eyes.
“John, what are you going to do with such a large sum of money? The latest Nimbus 2000 only costs 1,700 gold galleons… Harry, how many Nimbus 2000s can you buy with such a large sum of money?”
Harry stood aside without saying a word, just looking at John shyly and admiringly.
He looks just like a loyal little fan.
John raised his hand, motioning for Ron to calm down.
“Haha, there will be one in Nimbus 2000, but not now!”
John looked at his “two generals, Enha” meaningfully.
“Are you interested in doing a big business with me? Have you forgotten the book we exorcised and conquered together?”
Suddenly, the eyes of the two people who were originally confused about what John was going to do suddenly lit up.
At night, other little wizards had basically gone to bed, but in John’s dormitory, four people including Neville were busy.
At John’s initiative invitation, I had already been eager to join their small group.
Neville was persuaded by John and assisted by Generals Enha.
Finally, I nodded and chose to “go along with them.”
[Demon Sealing Treasure Chest] in the space.
“John, the best-selling book on the market right now is definitely Gilderoy Lockhart’s book. My mother is also a big fan of his.”
“I, I heard from my grandmother that books on Herbology, Divination, and Magical Creatures are all very expensive…”
“John, do you think we can sell those books from the Muggle world to the wizarding world as well?”
As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang.
After John took the initiative to invite several groups of homeowners, even Neville, whose brain was a little slow due to memory damage, did his best to help John think about the future development direction.
John wrote them down one by one with satisfaction.
He looked at the project plan in his hand that was almost completed in a short while, his eyes full of excitement.
Whether I can continue to be successful in the wizarding world depends on whether this project can be successful.
Just when John was planning to become the top media and publishing tycoon in the wizarding world in the future with his “exclusive secret recipe”.
The system’s voice suddenly rang out when he had never expected it.
Chapter 46: Slytherin’s Horror! Goyle is Possessed (Old Version)
The sudden alarm from the system made John’s face, which was full of smiles just a moment ago, instantly become gloomy and serious.
“Harry, Ron, grab your wands! Bring holy water!”
John’s words stunned Ron and the other man at first, and then, realizing what had happened, they both stood up abruptly.
Ron’s eyes widened with excitement.
“Another demon?!”
John nodded, and in his sight, a red outline appeared, and the direction it appeared in…
“This time the demon appeared in the Slytherin dormitory area!”
Back to dinner time.
Seeing John being sought after by so many people, Draco, feeling unwilling and angry, left the restaurant early with his two younger brothers.
And he took the initiative to go to Snape’s potion room to complain.
When he said, “Professor, John Constantine stole the potion you developed and swindled a large sum of gold Galleons from St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.”
Inevitably, he was severely scolded by Snape.
He was scolded by Snape and was directly labeled as “Jealous John Constantine”. He was also happy to get Draco to clean the potion room the next day.
All the way back to the Slytherin dormitory, I was furious.
“Why does everyone seem to think that bastard is a good guy?! Damn it! Crabbe, you say, that bastard John Constantine, he must be a devil, right?”
“Surely even Professor Dumbledore has been deceived by that devil!”
Draco grabbed his younger brother Crabbe, who still had traces of bread crumbs at the corners of his mouth from eating a sandwich.
At this moment, he was suddenly grabbed by Draco and was startled.
He first glanced at Goyle, who was as big and stupid as himself.
Then he nodded hurriedly.
“Yes, I also think that John Constantine is suspicious. The Sorting Hat said that he is a spy of the Church!”
Gore on the side also nodded repeatedly.
Draco let go of the other person with satisfaction, and walked towards his dormitory, muttering to himself.
“The Holy See, that’s right. The Holy See almost wiped out all wizards in ancient times. No one knows how to deal with us wizards better than them… John Constantine, that bastard, must be a spy sent by the Holy See to infiltrate the wizarding world!”
Draco seemed to have suddenly understood something, as if he had figured it out all of a sudden.
I couldn’t help but return to the dormitory a little faster.
Back in the dormitory, Draco was still chattering about some of his imaginary plans of the “Vatican” to destroy the wizarding world, and completely described John as someone who was trying to gain the recognition of the entire wizarding world.
Then he led the entire wizarding world into the trap of the Vatican as a shameless liar…
“Crabbe, do you think I’m right?”
Draco was talking excitedly, but when he turned around, he found that his younger brother Crabbe had fallen asleep without him knowing when.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and even Draco had to admire this idiot who never suffered from insomnia or constipation.
Suddenly, there was a sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom.
“Hey, Goyle, did you hear what I just said? John Constantine must be…Ah!!!”
Draco had just walked into the bathroom and hadn’t finished his smug words when he saw Goyle’s reflection in the mirror in front of him, and his face turned pale with fear.
A scream of terror was accompanied by a complete collapse of the facial muscles.
With a click, Goyle, who was originally facing the mirror with his back to Draco, suddenly had his head and arms twisted 180 degrees backwards.
The hands, stiff but as immovable as iron clamps, instantly grasped Draco’s neck.
The height difference between the two made it easy for Goyle to lift Draco up.
“Damn Malfoy! Damn Parkinson! Who do you think is the idiot?!”
The roar was totally different from Gore’s own voice. It was an angry roar that came from his mouth stained with black blood.
Draco’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets in fear because of a pair of eyeballs made entirely of whites and horrible bloodshot.
“Hey Rexette! Goyle, you…”
The fat little Crabbe, awakened by the noise, sat up in bed. Just as he saw the scene clearly, the next moment, Goyle’s terrifying head was facing him again, turning 90 degrees.
Followed by a terrifying roar.
A sonic wave that instantly shattered all the furniture and objects around suddenly hit Xiaopang.
The latter is like a doll in a hurricane.
There was no chance to resist at all and he was flown out of the dormitory in an instant.
“Ho ho ho…”
The pain of suffocation and having his neck strangled caused Draco’s eyes to quickly become bloodshot.
His legs struggled weakly in the air, trying to escape from the terrifying Goyle in front of him.
The brain gradually becomes dizzy and the breath of death spreads throughout the body.
Finally, he gradually began to despair.
“I’m Goyle Gregory! My Gregory family is also a pure-blood family! Malfoy, who are you to order me around? “
The terrifying and deafening roar woke up all the young wizards in the Slytherin dormitory area.
And when some confused little wizards walked out of the dormitory.
Draco’s body flew out like a torn sack.
Then, Goerna expanded to more than twice its size, and the terrifying figure of a horrible giant monster appeared in everyone’s eyes.
A shrill scream came from the direction of the Slytherin girls’ dormitory.
“Goyle”, who was just about to walk over to deal with Draco, paused for a moment. Then, the terrifying figure immediately roared like a mad beast and rushed towards the Slytherin girls’ dormitory area.
The other side.
John and his companions, who were originally hiding and dodging, worried about being discovered by Filch or the characters in the paintings hanging around them, all had their expressions changed instantly when they heard that horrifying roar.
John no longer cared about anything else and suddenly started running quickly in the Hogwarts corridor in the dark.
“I can’t care about that anymore! I’m afraid we’re going to have a tough battle this time!”
He looked extremely ugly.
As the distance to the “red outline” of the target in the eyes gets closer and closer, a strong and pungent smell of sulfur has already filled the air…
Chapter 47 [S-Class Jealous Black Mirror Demon], Wizards are ineffective! (Old version)
The Slytherin College dormitory area was already in a mess at this moment.
There were messy bookshelves and displays, broken glass everywhere, and some Slytherin snakes that had no time to dodge and were affected by the crazy charge of “Goyle”.
The senior wizards reacted quite quickly.
“Everyone stay calm! Sixth and seventh graders follow me and fight, everyone else evacuate immediately!”
At this moment, the Slytherin prefect, who had not had time to change into a wizard robe and was only wearing pajamas and holding a wand, was facing “Gyr” who looked like a troll but was even more ferocious than the troll.
My calves have already started to tremble.
But his dignity as a class leader did not allow him to escape at this time.
“Fainted!”
“call out!”
A spell accurately hit “Goyle” in the narrow corridor of the Slytherin girls’ dormitory.
However, the latter did not even feel the slightest ripple or hindrance at this moment, and the effect of the spell was instantly dispersed.
“Hahahaha, I am the most powerful! Power!”
“I am the strongest pure-blood!”
“Goyle” roared fiercely. On one side of the corridor, a little Slytherin witch just ran out of the dormitory, and the next moment she was like a rag doll hit by a train.
He was knocked away instantly.
“Damn it! Hold on!”
“Shattered into pieces!”
“Hanging bell!”
“The floor is slippery!”
All kinds of spells that were cast in an attempt to hinder and restrict the monster from rushing towards them were cast on the opponent without having the slightest effect.
And looking at the “Gol” who was almost in front of him.
Everyone’s face turned completely pale.
An arm that was as thick as two people could hug together suddenly swept across, instantly knocking seven or eight people in front of it, including the Slytherin prefect, away on the spot.
It crashed heavily at the end of the far corridor and became silent.
A sharp scream was heard, and “Gore” turned his head with a pair of pale eyes to look into a girls’ dormitory nearby.
A harsh sound came.
“Gore” seemed to have suddenly found his target.
“Pansy Parkinson! You bitch, you always look at me like I’m an idiot!”
“I’m going to teach you a lesson today!”
Pansy’s mind was completely blank at this moment. She had always prided herself on being shrewd and smart, and always regarded people like Goyle and Crabbe as a shame to Slytherin.
At this moment, his true nature as just a first-year wizard was finally exposed.
Except that his image and verbal communication skills are slightly better than Crabbe and others.
There isn’t even a big substantive difference.
At this moment, in front of this “Gol”, Pansy had no chance or hope of resistance at all.
There was a wall behind them. Two of the three roommates ran away, and the other one fainted on the spot out of fright.
“Gall, please, don’t, don’t kill me, I… wuwuwu”
Pansy cried and begged for mercy.
However, this pitiful appearance made the evil smile on “Gore”‘s face even more intense.
Clasp your hands together and raise them high above your head.
The horrifying murderous intent made Pansy cover her head in despair.
“Die, you son of a bitch!”
A loud roar frightened Pansy Parkinson so much that her body trembled instinctively, as if a layer of boiling liquid was instantly covered on her body.
She looked up blankly. “Gol”, which was about to crush her to death, was about to touch the ceiling of the dormitory like a giant monster.
A terrifying hollow hole appeared on his chest.
Black blood splattered out from the hole.
It splashed all over her.
A familiar voice came into my ears, but my blank brain had no idea who the owner was.
The brilliant holy fire seemed to have the magical power to instantly dispel fear and despair.
With the familiar figure of John Constantine, he turned and slid smoothly, passing under Gower.
Pansy only had time to see the other party suddenly raise a gorgeous weapon that looked like a musket.
Instantly aimed at the ferocious face of “Gore”.
A roar with a strong recoil burst out from the muzzle of the [Exorcist Holy Flame M1887].
At the same time, golden flames instantly hit “Gol”‘s face.
John’s body suddenly leaned back and collided with Pansy behind him.
There was no time to even care about the other party’s situation. John’s young face was filled with the solemnity and coldness of an iron-blooded veteran.
“hold me!”
Pansy never thought that one day she would hug a dirty Muggle, and a Gryffindor Muggle at that.
Looking at “Gore”, who was bending over in front of him and howling in pain behind him, like a devil, and John Constantine, who was like a savior.
The little girl, with her arms covered with several scratches, wrapped her arms around the man’s neck.
The body is in the air.
It’s like being surrounded by a warm breeze with warmth. Pansy claims to be smart and powerful, of noble birth, and believes that the person she will like in the future will definitely have noble status and wizard bloodline.
At this moment, I was held in John’s arms and rushed out of the dormitory that was like hell in an instant.
“Mr. Snape, be careful! Goyle is possessed by a demon! It’s very dangerous!”
Looking at teacher Snape who appeared in an instant, John shouted anxiously.
In his mind, the system had already told him how powerful the demon that possessed Goel was.
[S-rank: Jealous Black Mirror Devil]【produce:……】
[Exorcism advice: Don’t take life or death lightly, just fight if you don’t agree]Chapter 48: Demons Don’t Eat Melons, Knights!!! (Old Version)
[Generation: Represents one of the seven deadly sins, the seven demon kings of hell, the jealous demon king Leviathan’s followers and demons, can enter the human world without obstacles through the connection between the mirror and human jealous emotions, and forcibly possess humans]When John saw the “exorcism suggestions” given by the system, he almost cursed in anger.
Why don’t you just tell me to force myself on you? !
Snape was still dressed in a wizard robe that looked like a big black bat. John didn’t know whether he was sleeping in his clothes or he was still awake at this time.
He got here so quickly.
However, Snape was completely frightened by the appearance of “Goyle” at this moment.
But when he saw the little Slytherin wizards lying around, their lives or deaths unknown, he waved his wand without hesitation.
“Sectumsempra [God’s Strike Without Shadow]!”
There was a clear sound of flesh being cut, followed by a scream of “Gore”.
It instantly split open at the opponent’s thigh.
Black blood splattered instantly.
However, the wound, which was at least deep enough to see the bone, began to heal and disappear rapidly after appearing for only a moment.
The sudden change made Snape, even a Half-Blood Prince who was proficient in Defense Against the Dark Arts,…
Everyone was caught off guard at this moment.
Goyle, who was attacked by the other party, was already furious. He leaped over and was about to smash Snape on the head like a gorilla wreaking havoc in the Slytherin dormitory area.
At the critical moment, three glass bottles suddenly flew towards each other with three whooshing sounds.
As the holy water in the glass bottle splashed everywhere and splashed on “Gore”, a pungent smell was emitted, accompanied by a sizzling sound like barbecue and “Gore”‘s screams.
John, who didn’t even have time to send Pansy away from his arms, hurriedly chanted a spell loudly.
Golden flames instantly erupted from the holy water and quickly spread throughout Gaul’s body like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
The latter also staggered and fell directly from mid-air.
“Yes!” General Enha, who was still holding a few bottles of holy water in his hands, waved his arms excitedly.
The holy water just now was actually thrown out by the two of them.
Neville, who was standing behind them, his body trembling with nervousness, was also one of the participants in this operation.
At the moment when “Gole” landed.
Neville immediately followed John’s order and began to read aloud from the Bible in his hand quickly and nervously.
The sounds of chanting the Bible began to become a little more uniform with the addition of Generals Enha and the other general.
But at this moment, “Gol”, with holy fire rising all over his body, became more and more violent.
Several figures appeared here one after another.
It was Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, and Professor Sprout who had arrived late, and of course, Quirrell, who was now the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.
I arrived here at the last minute.
When I saw the one in front of me, even his face seemed unfamiliar, and I couldn’t recognize that he was a giant monster that looked like Goyle.
Quirrell’s calves began to tremble involuntarily.
The things that his master said “may bring huge advantages to him in the state of residual soul” did not seem to allow Qi Luo to gain any advantages at all.
This time, Quirrell’s trembling and stuttering were truly real and true.
With an unpleasant expression, Dumbledore immediately looked at John, who was still holding Pansy Parkinson, who was obviously still in shock.
“Mr. Constantine, since you are here, it seems that you should know the most!”
John gritted his teeth.
“Gall is possessed by a demon… and it’s a high-level demon!”
Upon hearing such an answer, even someone like Dumbledore couldn’t help but have a hint of worry and hesitation in his eyes.
The terrifying roar set off a terrible sound wave.
Thick black demonic energy began to spread from “Gol”‘s body, and wherever the demonic energy passed, even the holy fire blessed by the Bible would be destroyed.
It also began to become shaky and its light faded.
Seeing this scene, Snape waved the wand in his hand again.
“Stupefy!”
The spell light hit “Gol” and then disappeared.
It has no real effect at all.
All the professors, including Dumbledore, who saw this scene, were shocked and had an ominous premonition in their hearts.
Snape waved his wand again, and the ominous dark green light made Quirrell’s pupils shrink behind him.
“Avada Kedavra!”
As one of the three unforgivable curses, it was obviously inappropriate for Snape, a professor at Hogwarts, to release the Killing Curse.
However, given the current situation, no one said much.
However…
Seeing that the Killing Curse still had no effect after being hit, even Dumbledore’s expression became solemn.
John gently put Pansy down and took off the arms that were around his neck.
“Get out of here…”
After giving a brief explanation, John turned and walked towards “Gol”, whose holy fire had been completely extinguished.
But he had no idea that at this moment, a holy light was gradually rising from his body, and his back was in Pansy’s eyes.
Like a knight…
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Chapter 49 When Dumbledore was my assistant (old version)
John held the [Demon-Exorcist Holy Flame M1887] in his hand and quickly loaded ammunition into it.
There were only 30 special exorcist silver bullets at the beginning, but today, there are only about 20 left.
Looking at the “Gol” in front of him, the demonic energy was rolling, making the air around him become cold, just like the Dementors of the wizarding world descending.
Even John couldn’t help but feel nervous at this moment.
Unlike the [S-Class Rat Demon] Pete whom he met in Diagon Alley, the guy in front of him is a real S-Class demon in his prime.
“Professor Dumbledore, if I survive today, I will accept the punishment of the academy, even if it means expulsion.”
John spoke lightly as he passed by Dumbledore.
The determination and calmness in his tone made Professor McGonagall, who was originally horrified by the shotgun in John’s hand, swallow the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
Snape, John’s teacher and the dean of the academy where “Goyle” belongs, has an ugly look on his face.
“John, what’s going on with this guy?”
John paused, but he was only a first-year student.
At this moment, he was standing in front of Dumbledore and the others. In front of his small figure was “Goyle”, who had a hideous smile on his face and looked like a giant.
John took a deep breath.
“This guy is an S-rank demon, one of the seven demon lords of hell, and a subordinate of the jealous demon lord Leviathan.”
Just one sentence, but the mythological existence involved made all the Hogwarts professors, including Dumbledore, feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Quirrell, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was so excited that his hand holding the magic wand was shaking violently when he heard that the demon in front of him had a direct connection with the devil of hell.
“Master, Master, there is hope. Even without using that damn Philosopher’s Stone, we still have hope of resurrecting you…”
He thought about it in his mind, but at this moment he didn’t dare to communicate with Voldemort behind his head in front of Dumbledore.
“Exorcist!”
“Gore” looked at the little John in front of him, his pair of pale eyes turning unconsciously in different directions, and a roar that was not like a human voice came out of his mouth.
John took out his last bottle of Vatican wine from his arms.
In front of everyone, he drank it in one gulp.
He sprinkled a bottle of holy water all over his body from the top of his head, but the demon who saw him doing this had no intention of stopping him.
From behind came the voice of Dumbledore, who realised what John was about to do.
“Mr. Constantine, what can we do for you?”
John’s expression changed.
“Professor, the wizard’s spell may have some effect on guys at the level of evil spirits, but it is useless for this bastard who has reached the level of a demon…”
“Gore” opened his mouth wide, revealing his black gums that looked like barbs.
The smile was full of pride and ferocity.
“But… I think if I use the Transfiguration Charm to create as much silver, gold and wine as possible, it should be able to have a certain effect.”
“besides!”
John seemed to have thought of something. He glanced around and saw the scene was filled with broken glass and mirrors everywhere.
“Professor Dumbledore, this guy is the Black Mirror Demon among demons. He can travel back and forth through the mirror very quickly!”
Dumbledore understood instantly and nodded.
His white beard moved without wind as he raised the Elder Wand in his hand.
He looked at John, who was emitting a strong fighting spirit and looked more like a knight protecting the world than a first-year wizard. For some reason, he felt as if he was fighting side by side with Grindelwald.
“Mr. Constantine, do what you should do, and leave everything else to us!”
John smiled.
This is Dumbledore. If he were the principal of another magic school, even if he did not have the ability to solve the problem, he would certainly not be able to place all his hopes on a first-year student in front of everyone.
“Transfiguration!”
When all the professors including Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore and Flitwick joined together to cast the same spell.
The scene, which seemed like the Creator distorting everything, shocked John.
All the places that were swept by their wands, whether it was the floor or the furniture, quickly turned into silver and gold with a gleaming metallic luster.
Dumbledore moved his wand, and a wall on one side of the Slytherin dormitory broke instantly.
“Crash!!!”
The surging water of the Black Lake instantly poured into the snake sanctuary rest area built on the bottom of the lake.
However, as Dumbledore waved his wand, the water turned into a violent vortex in the blink of an eye, and the turbid lake water began to gradually change color.
When the refreshing aroma of wine spreads.
“Gore” instantly became furious and let out a violent roar, then he smashed his fierce fist towards John who was in the way in front of him.
“Damn Exorcist!”
John raised his gun, his face cold: “My name is, John Constantine, idiot!”
[Demon-Repelling Holy Flame M1887] burst into flames and hit “Gol”‘s fist hard.
The surroundings were under Dumbledore’s control, and the surging wine vortex surrounding the two of them, although it had not been blessed by any church ceremony, was even created by Dumbledore using the water from the Black Lake.
However, in such an environment, it also provided John with a buff invisibly.
The recoil of [Holy Flame M1887] seemed to disappear in John’s hands.
Just as “Gol” screamed and retracted his right hand, which had been shattered to the point of only his wrist, John had already turned his gun precisely to the other party’s.”
“Boom boom boom…”
John had long forgotten the idea of ​​saving special silver bullets.
When more than 20 special silver bullets were fired by him, the “Gol” in front of him had all his limbs broken by him, and the whole person was half lying on the ground in a decadent and miserable state.
John hurriedly threw the [Holy Flame of Demon-Repelling M1887] in his hand aside.
With one quick step, he instantly stepped on the opponent’s chest.
He pressed a golden cross like a branding iron on the other person’s forehead, which was full of blue veins.
“The Holy Cross commands you”
“The six-pointed star commands you here”
“The gods command you here”
“Stay away”
“Disappeared!!!”
Chapter 50 It’s just a choice between hell and heaven, Pete shows up! (Old version)
“Sizzle, sizzle…”
It was like pressing a hot iron on a piece of pig skin.
A terrible burning sensation was accompanied by an almost smoky smell of sulfur that filled the air.
John stepped on “Gore” who had fallen to the ground and chanted the exorcism spell loudly. However, the light flickered, as if there was a hideous demon hidden under Gore’s skin.
But he struggled and twisted a few times.
Gore seemed to be on the verge of regaining some consciousness, with his pupils seemingly returning to normal, but the next moment, he suddenly let out a hysterical roar.
“The devil is here! Humans, kneel down and worship him!”
A sound with a terrifying whistling sound shook John’s face and began to tremble. The terrifying aura that erupted from the demon in front of him was like a hurricane, which instantly knocked him off from under the opponent.
“John!!!”
I watched the small figure being pushed directly to the ceiling, and then being pulled by a force and slammed against the wall beside it.
Everyone was startled, and Dumbledore, who had thought that it might be over, waved his wand hastily.
The surging wine turned into a red tornado and suddenly smashed towards “Gol” who was struggling to recover.
Dumbledore was already using all his strength at this moment.
The movement of waving the magic wand in his hand downwards was like swinging a huge hammer violently.
“Boom boom boom!”
The violent torrent of wine bombarded Gore’s body again and again.
However, the latter seemed to be completely unhindered by this and laughed wildly, like a muffled thunder erupting in the Slytherin dormitory area.
“What a pathetic fellow! You, a wizard, are trying to use the power bestowed upon you by Hell to deal with your master?!”
Goyle’s words left Dumbledore and other wizards present dumbfounded.
The wine under Dumbledore’s control seemed to be able to simply slow down the recovery of Goyle’s injuries.
It actually does not cause any substantial harm to the other party.
Snape released [Invisible Strike] over and over again, and now it seemed that this spell of his could still cause some damage.
As for the others.
Professor McGonagall clenched her teeth, and the hem of her dark green wizard robe was covered with stains.
The silver floor began to twist and suddenly turned into silver chains that penetrated the water transformed from wine and instantly bound up “Gol”‘s body.
One after another.
Harry and the others who were standing behind Dumbledore and the others, were reciting the Bible non-stop, and their voices were becoming louder and louder.
Everyone used all their strength to try to suppress “Gol” who was clearly in the upper hand at this time.
Even Quirrell was using the black magic in his hand to attack the opponent in different ways.
“Ha ha ha ha!”
“Goyle” laughed and looked at the wizards of all kinds, with undisguised contempt and ridicule in his eyes.
It was like staring at a group of ants trying to shake a dragon.
“John Constantine…….a familiar last name, ha! I remember it!”
The demon possessed by “Gol” looked at John with his pale eyes, watching him get up from the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth.
“I can no longer sense the presence of you, the Eight Holy Clan, in the human world. Just by relying on a tiny person like you, you cannot stop us from occupying the human world and turning it into our dinner plate!”
“Hahahaha! All human souls, including yours…will go to hell with me!”
Looking at Goyle, whose legs had recovered and who, with just a slight step, broke all the silver chains that bound him, Professor McGonagall’s anxious face began to turn pale.
“Come out John! Quick!”
However, John seemed not to have heard it at this moment, and his slightly hunched body gradually straightened up.
A pair of eyes that seemed relieved, yet with a bit of heartbreaking sadness, looked at each other.
With a wry smile.
“From the moment I saw you filthy fellows officially embarking on the path of exorcism, I knew that choosing between heaven and hell would be my fate.”
John was breathing slightly, and the effect of the “blood of God” in the Vatican wine in his body had begun to fade.
“Especially when I learned that the old guys in the Vatican were a bunch of beasts raised by a whore, I became more convinced of this…”
John’s words made “Gore” feel unprecedented joy.
As if thinking that this was John’s surrender, the last chain on his body broke.
“Gol” tore into pieces the wine water curtain that was blocking him in an instant.
Under the explosion of rolling demonic energy, the water curtain instantly shattered into water droplets that flew everywhere, suddenly pushing away a group of wizards including Dumbledore.
Seeing this scene, the Slytherin snakes, who had no chance of escaping, became even more desperate.
Pansy’s body seemed to have not moved from the beginning, and she maintained the same posture as when John put her on the ground. Her dark eyes stared at the embarrassed John without blinking.
If it were before today, she would have happily stepped forward and ridiculed John if she had seen him like this.
But at this moment…
A strong feeling of shame and heartache made her heart seem to be suffocated.
In the field.
John raised his head, looking at the huge hand that was grabbing him with foul demonic energy. He glanced at the mess around him and the hundreds of young Slytherin wizards who were in urgent need of medical treatment.
The resolute and crazy look made “Gore” feel shocked.
“My name is John Constantine, and I’m an exorcist. Do you know what an exorcist is? Asshole!”
Suddenly, a sharp claw pierced through Gore’s chest.
The black dirty blood was splattered all over the ground.
However, a tall and thin [S-Class Rat Demon] Pete, who was dressed like a classical opera actor, suddenly appeared behind “Gol”.
Everyone was shocked, and the [S-Class Black Mirror Demon], a demon of the same level, became instantly furious.
“Damn bastard! How could you degenerate to the point of acting as a hyena for the Church!?”
On the other side, John suddenly pulled out the cross from his chest, pulled open the bottom, and a cold blade appeared…
Chapter 51 [Exorcism Spell: Martyr’s Oration], Professor McGonagall cried! (Old version)
Pete smiled bitterly.
Obviously, there is discrimination among the demons in hell.
In addition to high-level demons using various contemptuous names such as “ants” and “cannon fodder” to refer to low-level demons and evil spirits.
For example, the [S-rank Black Mirror Demon], which has the Jealous Leviathan of the upper demon king as its master, is a being like Pete who was contaminated with demonic energy in the human world, or was given power by a passing demon king.
They are given names such as “bastard” and “foreigner”.
“John, I have to make it clear to you that my current strength has not even recovered 30%. Although this guy and I are at the same level, but…”
John interrupted directly.
There was a madness in his tone that made everyone present feel cold in their hearts.
“Give me three minutes!”
Everyone was startled by Pete’s appearance, but they didn’t have time to breathe a sigh of relief until they confirmed that the other party should be a friendly force.
Dumbledore and the others saw John pointing the cross-shaped blade at his chest.
I was instantly horrified.
“What are you doing?! Stop it now!”
Mag was so shocked that he wanted to rush forward to stop them, but Goyle, who had already started a crazy fight with Pete, did not give anyone a chance to move forward.
In comparison, John, the man of the contract, is right here, fighting similarly to the original body, Pete.
[Black Mirror Demon] possessed the body of “Gol” and was unable to display his full strength at the moment, but even so, the two sides just started fighting.
The fierce collision and tearing roar madly shattered everything around.
Push Dumbledore and the others away.
Wine and chains were splattered everywhere, and the transformation spell on his body was broken, making the already terrible scene even more messy like a ruin.
And it is precisely in these ruins where demons are rampant.
When even a great white wizard like Dumbledore was at a loss.
John Constantine’s singing, immature but full of determination to die, was like a ray of sunshine from heaven that broke through the haze.
“May God hear my prayers, may God have mercy on my suffering, may God forgive my cowardice”
“May the gates of heaven welcome the souls of the martyrs!”
“I, John Constantine, now offer my flesh and blood to the scales of death!”
“The mud shall return to the pit, and the free bird shall return to heaven…”
As the words sung by John reached everyone’s ears, the ferocious face of the [S-Class Black Mirror Demon] who was fighting fiercely with Pete suddenly changed.
“Madman! How much divine power do you think you can summon with your little life?”
“John Constantine, follow me to hell!”
John stared at the other person with cold eyes and kept chanting curses.
As his tone became louder and louder, the golden cross dagger that was suspended in front of his chest suddenly began to emit a buzzing sound.
A teeth-grinding sound, as if flesh was being cut, came from his hand holding the cross.
The bright red blood gathered into a thin stream, which flowed down his arm and dripped onto the ground under the shocked and anxious gazes of everyone.
The blood seemed to have life and spread rapidly on the ground, forming a religious-style magic circle pattern centered on where John was standing.
Pete, whose strength had not yet fully recovered, was knocked away by a heavy punch from “Gore”, and then the other party was killed without waiting for him to get up.
After the Transfiguration Spell was broken, a broken mirror suddenly appeared in front of Pete.
Next moment
When the mirror fell to the ground, Pete’s figure had disappeared, leaving only the sounds of fierce collisions and curses coming from the mirror on the ground.
“Gore” walked towards John.
Gore said with a grim look: “The souls of people who commit suicide cannot enter heaven!”
John continued to sing.
“After suffering, until his blood ran out and his breath was exhausted”
“Released safely back to heaven”
“If I could do this”
“When the world is passing away according to the will of the Lord”
“Before the Judgment Seat of My God and My Savior”
“I can be fearless”
“Waiting in peace for him to call my name…”
John’s bloodstained mouth curled into a sneer of rejection, just as “Gol” roared and punched him again.
Finally, a long and frank sigh, accompanied by the anxious cries of Professor McGonagall and others outside the battle, instantly seemed to be the only remaining sound in the world.
“Amen~”
“NO!!!”
Gore’s horrific attack was accompanied by the splashing of brick and stone floor, which hit John’s tiny body hard in front of everyone’s gaze.
The latter had already been stabbed in the chest by the golden cross dagger.
Blood gushed out from the knife wound.
“John!” Professor McGonagall was horrified and was about to rush forward to rescue John.
However, he was suddenly pressed to the ground by a terrifying feeling of oppression, and could only look at the deep pit with difficulty.
The older cat lady was now looking at John, the person she had personally brought into the wizarding world.
Being destroyed in such an almost tragic way in front of himself, under the double torture of self-blame and pain, tears could no longer be restrained at this moment.
Pansy opened her mouth stupidly, looking at John who had been punched into the ruins by Goyle’s fist, her mind went blank.
John’s words “Get out of here” and the other person’s handsome and resolute face.
Like a virus, it completely spread throughout Pansy Parkinson’s mind at this moment.
“John!” Harry, Ron and others were also shocked.
At this moment, a familiar sound like wind chimes, accompanied by the sound of church chanting, came faintly.
Chapter 52 I am destined to go to hell, but who says you can’t go to heaven? (Old version)
I, Constantine, the Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts: Chapter 52 I am destined to go to hell, but who says you can’t go to heaven?
Waves of ethereal and melodious voices, like the gentle singing of angels, suddenly rang out in the ruins of the Slytherin dormitory.
The last moment, “Gore” had a smug and ferocious look on his face.
The next moment, from under the fist that slammed into the ground, waves of resistance that frightened him began to come.
The floating golden rays of light are like fine silk threads.
They appeared out of nowhere from all around, and then in the blink of an eye, gathered towards the direction of the deep pit.
In just a few breaths, it gathered into a brilliant ocean of holy light.
“May the gates of heaven welcome the souls of the martyrs…”
John repeated what sounded like a whispered prayer, causing Professor McGonagall and the others, who were almost in despair, to excitedly get up from the ground.
Even Dumbledore couldn’t help but look towards the direction where the golden holy light was gathering with anticipation.
As the golden light gradually expanded, a figure dressed in silver with golden religious patterns, looking gorgeous and full of sacred solemnity, slowly stood up.
The holy light wrapped around the other person’s body was like an invisible protective spell.
He was easily lifted up by that man.
“That, that’s John? Why did he suddenly become so big?!”
The figure that stood up again at the place where John was originally was about 1.8 meters tall.
It is completely within the height range of an adult male.
John’s voice, emanating from the masked knight’s helmet, was a soft prayer, but to “Gol” in front of him, it sounded like a devil’s voice.
Amidst the painful roars, a black shadow was struggling frantically inside Gore’s body at a level visible to the naked eye.
The golden cross dagger in his hand had somehow transformed into a golden dagger.
John’s figure rushed forward instantly.
It stabbed into “Gore’s” body.
Unlike before, when he was able to recover quickly from the injuries attacked by Dumbledore and others, the golden holy light began to spread madly on the wound on Goyle’s leg like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
And it was precisely with the appearance of this wound.
Everyone clearly discovered that the demon in “Gol”‘s body was struggling in an even more frantic manner.
John kept swinging the dagger in his hand.
The strong holy light, along with John’s repetitive spells, instantly suppressed the previously unreasonably strong “Gol”.
But after a while, the physical body of “Gol” finally couldn’t bear it anymore.
Finally, there was a loud bang and he fell on his back to the ground.
John stepped on the other man’s chest with one of his silver-booted feet.
“John Constantine, do you think you won? Do you think you can really defeat me?”
“I am immortal! But you, you will die very soon!”
The devil’s voice with its own reverberation effect reached everyone’s ears.
Upon hearing this, female professors like McGonagall and Sprout, who particularly admired John, couldn’t help but burst into tears, covered their mouths in pain, and whimpered.
Even Dumbledore, looking at the messy Slytherin dormitory area around him, felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
This feeling of powerlessness and hopelessness was something he had never experienced before, even when he was facing his best friend, the first Dark Lord Grindelwald, and Voldemort.
John was silent.
However, it was precisely this silence that made the demon in “Gol” seem to have found a target to attack instantly.
“John Constantine! You have not tarnished the name of your ancestors, but… you sacrificed your life and became a martyr to deal with me. You are destined to be unable to enter the kingdom of heaven!”
“No matter how many people you save, no matter how many lives you have saved, no matter how many lives you have saved, no matter how many lives you have saved, no matter how many lives you have saved.”
“You’re going to die soon! Hahahaha!”
Looking at “Gol” who was laughing with his mouth wide open, his mouth full of black blood, and even his gums and gums emitting a foul odor.
John still said nothing.
However, under the latter’s gaze, he suddenly took off the glove woven with fine silver chains on one of his hands.
The moment the gloves left John’s body, they instantly disintegrated into golden light and disappeared in the air.
And the next moment, John suddenly cut his fingers with the dagger in his hand.
He smeared his own blood and suddenly drew a scarlet cross on the chest of “Gol”.
A sarcastic voice came from behind the masked helmet.
“As a suicide martyr, I can’t enter heaven, but… who told you that you will also return to hell?”
“Gore” was shocked instantly.
An ominous premonition arose in his heart as John moved.
“what are you up to?!”
John smiled coldly, and suddenly waved to Harry and the others who were already stunned not far away.
“Harry, come here, everyone. This guy can’t resist for the time being… We have to save him now!”
Harry and the others who were suddenly called came back to their senses instantly.
Even the timid little lions like Ron and Neville rushed to John without hesitation after hearing his call.
“I don’t have the extra time to explain anything. Start now and recite the Bible with your most pious voice!”
As John spoke, he began to make the sign of the cross between his eyebrows, chest, and sides.
Hearing the spell from John’s mouth, the demon who was completely pinned down by him finally began to become visibly anxious.
The people around him couldn’t understand, but the devil’s language full of anxiety and anger came out of “Gol”‘s mouth.
“I am a citizen of hell, a believer of the devil! A mere human, kneel down and worship me! [Devil’s language]”
The devil’s cowardly roar, John’s solemn incantation, and the sound of Harry and the others reciting the Bible surrounding them in a triangle.
The scene at this moment seemed like an invisible battlefield of faith.
As John raised the dagger in his hand above his head, golden electric current began to burst out with a “sizzling” sound.
The demon’s voice became more panicked.
John thrust the dagger down
Chapter 53: Angels Blooming in Holy Light (Old Version)
The dagger instantly pierced the bloody cross on Gower’s chest.
As the high-pitched salvation spell ended, in the sight of “Gol” at this moment, behind John, who was pressing him to the ground, a bright golden holy light spread.
The ceiling that was supposed to exist also became strangely transparent at this moment.
There appeared a golden light from the outside world that pierced through the dark starry sky of Hogwarts.
A series of golden steps stretched from the kingdom of God at the end of the horizon all the way to his front.
The intense burning sensation caused him to howl in excruciating pain.
If for others, the process of the soul being guided by heaven and being taken to heaven will be the deepest salvation and transformation of the soul.
This kind of thing that others would love to have has become the most horrific torture in history for the [S-Class Black Mirror Demon].
He is not a believer in God, let alone a creature that exists in heaven.
“I am a citizen of hell, a believer of the devil!”
He howled in pain and tried to struggle, but his body was covered with holy sword marks, and he couldn’t even move a finger of “Gol” at this moment.
As the holy light spread from behind John to in front of him.
Suddenly, streams of black smoke with ferocious evil faces were gradually drawn out of “Gol”‘s body by the holy light amidst his raging struggles and pleas for mercy.
And along with this black smoke representing the devil he was taken away by heaven.
The knight armor on John’s body began to shatter one after another, turning into bursts of golden light.
Helmet, breastplate, gauntlets…
A handsome young man with black hair, but also a somewhat unruly and rebellious face, appeared in front of everyone.
However, it only takes a breath.
At this moment, the young version of John Constantine began to shrink rapidly.
In the end, in just a blink of an eye, it returned to its original appearance.
“John!”
Harry was quick-witted and quick-handed. The moment the demon was taken away by the golden light above his head, he hurriedly reached out to support John.
The latter looked pale.
There was a relaxed smile in his eyes that made everyone almost burst into tears.
Ron, who was standing by, suddenly exclaimed.
“John, you, your hair!”
At this moment, Dumbledore and others who also rushed over were moved.
The weak John’s hair, which originally revealed a noble temperament in the dark, began to turn a little gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, it gradually turned pale…
Snape stepped forward and grabbed one of John’s arms. After a moment’s perception, he realized that he had never cried since Lily Potter was killed by Voldemort.
At this moment, he was looking at his disciple, and his tears gradually turned red.
[Reward: S-level exorcist treasure box *1]The system’s voice sounded in my mind.
Amid the puzzled gazes of the crowd, John suddenly gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.
“When an S-level demon appears, a large amount of residual demonic energy will be generated in the surrounding area. If the people who are harmed by the demon are not dealt with, they will become the main targets of evil spirits in the future…”
John scanned the crowd and suddenly saw Pansy Parkinson, who was standing among a group of embarrassed Slytherin snakes but looked out of place because of her appearance.
“Ms. Parkinson, please come here for a moment…”
Pansy was suddenly called and was startled. Looking at John, whose hair had turned completely white, she gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to cry.
Walked in front of the other person.
“I’m sorry for getting you involved in something so horrible.”
John gently placed one hand on the other’s short black hair, and spoke sincerely and with a bit of self-blame, which made the latter’s tears, which had been held back, finally burst out at this moment.
Under the gaze of everyone, John hugged the other person in his arms.
Pansy, the little Slytherin snake who always looked like a “bad seed” and had malicious intentions towards everyone she looked at, finally threw herself into John’s arms.
Burst into tears.
John gently stroked the other’s short black hair with one hand and held the golden cross with the other hand.
The blessing spell “New Feather Blessing Hymn” and the healing spell “Daniel’s Disaster-Removing Spell” obtained from opening the [Exorcist Treasure Box] some time ago.
Singing softly from his mouth.
As the light from heaven above was about to fade away, waves of golden light gathered together, and amid John’s chanting, a holy figure that everyone had seen before emerged.
The guardian angel that John inexplicably summoned when he used his wand for the first time on the day he enrolled in Hogwarts.
At this moment, he appeared in front of everyone again.
But in a way that no one present wanted, it flew over the Slytherin rest area that had become a ruin, carrying waves of blessing and healing Buddhist chanting.
The faint golden light emanating from it enveloped the injured or unconscious Slytherin wizards.
Draco Malfoy, Crabbe Vincent, Pansy Parkinson, and those senior Slytherin wizards who were previously affected.
And…at this moment, the body has returned to its original size, the unfortunate guy is covered in wounds and in a deep coma.
Gower Gregory.
Under the healing light, the little snakes that were originally seriously injured and breathing weakly now have a little more rosy complexion. However, the price of all this is.
John’s body gradually became weak, and finally slipped from Pansy’s arms and fell to the ground.
The two women present, Professor Sprout and Professor McGonagall, screamed in shock.
“Quick! Take him to the school infirmary!”
However, without anyone’s warning, Snape, who had been anxiously trying to interrupt John’s behavior just now, had already picked him up.
Then the shape-shifting…