I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John shook his head and went to the Forbidden Forest.

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, John saw Professor Snape.

He was like a big bat, walking with a strong wind, and his robes were blown up.

Walking quickly to John, he said calmly: "I hope I can find it before dark."

John thought to himself that this thing was beyond his control, so he swallowed his words when he saw that face.

Nodding, the two of them walked into the Forbidden Forest in tacit agreement without speaking.

Not long after they entered the Forbidden Forest, Harry and Ron were invited to Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid was in the hut, clumsily trying to imitate John and be a peacemaker.

Hermione was helping him sort out Buckbeak's affairs these days, and he also realized that the three of them were having a conflict.

However, Hagrid still underestimated Ron's stubbornness. He was very angry and insisted that Hermione send Crookshanks away before there was any room for change.

As both pet lovers, Hagrid could empathize with Hermione, and he knew that there was something innate about animals that was engraved in their bones.

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This is not the first time I have been to the Forbidden Forest, but it is the first time I have been here with the dean.

The two of them were like unfamiliar strangers, not saying a word on the road.

But John could feel Snape's vague gaze.

John knelt down and looked at the pool of blood. He knew that Sirius Black had been here.

"He's injured," Snape moved his eyes away from the blood and fell on John's unclear figure, "Did you hurt him?"

A young wizard who had not yet graduated actually wounded a Death Eater who escaped from Azkaban.

As an old rival, Snape clearly knew Sirius' strength. Although he was annoying, he was a rare genius just like James Potter.

After graduation, he gained Auror-level strength and was recruited into the Order of the Phoenix.

After spending more than ten years in Azkaban, although it has weakened somewhat, it is definitely still at the Auror level.

For a moment, Snape's mind was racing with thoughts, and he wanted to see what was going on in John's mind.

If he becomes the third Dark Lord, then...

The dangerous emotion passed in his mind, and John suddenly turned his head and met those eyes.

The two of them were shocked at the same time. John returned to normal and said calmly: "He kept his hand and did not use the Unforgivable Curse or the harmful curse."

Snape nodded calmly.

It was as if the turbulent emotions inside me just now had never existed.

John got up and continued searching, following the blood trail, and disappeared after reaching a tree hole.

"He ran away."

John picked up a dried chicken breast that had fallen into a tree hole. He probably ran all night and ate a meal of dog food.

But John was sure that he didn't run out of the Forbidden Forest, so it would be easy to handle.

In the following time, John and Snape tacitly understood each other and searched in the Forbidden Forest.

Several times I found signs of life in kennels, but the people ran away early.

With this investigative ability, it's no wonder the Auror couldn't catch him.

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Chapter 154 Silver Wick Sword Upgrade and Strawberry Dumplings

Today was the day to go to Hogsmeade, and Snape put aside his search for the time being.

Seeing him walking hurriedly in the school, John knew he was going to arrest someone.

Folding the Marauder's Map, John headed to the secret room of the Society of Stars.

Speaking of which, I haven't been inside this week. The Firebolt originally placed in the Star Club was borrowed by Malfoy.

He said he wanted to keep it as a secret weapon, so he didn't publicize it.

However, several times John saw Malfoy return to the dormitory with injuries, probably from a fall.

Standing in front of the round table of the Star Club, the thirty-six purple stars on the dome shone brightly, projecting a star map onto the table.

With a snap of his fingers, the table parted in the middle, revealing a hidden entrance.

This is a weapons warehouse, where a pair of half-made shoes are placed.

John had no time to continue making it for the time being, so props such as the Ring of Conjuration were placed on the counter, and the Sword of Silver Wick was hung in the middle of the wall.

Raising his hand, the Silver Wick sword trembled a few times and flew into John's hand.

Picking up a bottle of prepared soul potion and drinking it, John was going to do a bold experiment.

He called it spirit possession.

Wait for the soul potion to take effect.

He took out the stripped pure soul from the cabinet, John raised his right hand, and the silver ring quickly attached to the entire arm like water.

The shining silver hand moved, temporarily suppressing the injury on his right hand.

Opening the bottle containing the soul and placing it on the table, John opened and closed his mouth, and ancient and obscure characters sounded.

The soul was driven along with the sound of the syllables, it was stripped of its cocoon, and bit by bit it was entangled in the sword of Silver Wake.

In an instant, light bloomed in the secret room.

The magic power was consumed rapidly at this moment, and John stared at the Silver Wake Sword motionlessly.

The next second, the soul was completely stuffed into the sword body.

The sword made of mithril trembled violently, and John felt that his soul was being torn apart.

"The soul is back."

The curse was uttered, and John forcibly suppressed the soul that was about to be separated. The soul in the Silver Wick Sword was restless.

In the dark, there seems to be pressure coming down.

John gritted his teeth and insisted, the soul inside the Silver Wake Sword was extremely uncooperative.

Even if John wanted to tear his soul into strips and drink it, he would never encounter such a situation.

"Resistance to touch taboo."

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the Silver Wick sword in John's hand came out and floated in the air.

I did not use the magic of capturing objects, this was the sword of Silver Wake acting independently.

With his free left hand, he drew out the magic wand, and the thirty-six magic crystals in the sky above burst into light and shot into the lower part.

The pulled laser turned into huge pressure and hit the wand directly.

The arm was suppressed by this force and dropped a little bit. After it was all absorbed by the wand, the wand turned into a glowing stick with purple light.

The wand was filled to the point of overflowing, and the left hand was also eroded by this power, and lines like thunder appeared on the arm.

After moving the wand, projections of his own magic suddenly appeared around him. John forcibly straightened the wand and pointed it at Silver Wake's Sword.

The dazzling white laser shot out from the tip of the wand, fell on the sword body, and continuously carved patterns on it.

The huge power is forcibly instilled into the sword of Silver Wick, using the body as a connector.

This process lasted for more than ten minutes. Several times, Silver Wake's sword almost escaped control, but the limited gloves controlled it.

As the wand released all its power, a plume of black smoke rose from the wand.

John's left sleeve was also destroyed, with half of it hanging there, but he didn't pay attention.

His eyes were fixed on the Silver Wake sword, and the silver light filled the sword with flames and arcs.

The mysterious ancient patterns on the sword body are messy and have a unique beauty.

The most important thing is that the magic crystal cracked at the hilt of the sword, but it still held on without breaking.

Successful and unsuccessful.

John stepped forward, stretched out his right hand and tentatively grasped the hilt of the sword.

A huge force burst out from inside, and the six magic crystals on the limited gloves came into play.

No matter how hard the sword resisted, it was still unable to break free in the end.

Finally the Sword of Silverwick compromised.

Yes, compromised.

John could feel that the meaning conveyed by the sword was very confusing, like a babbling child who had been robbed of candy and could not get it back.

He swung his sword at a human-shaped target in the secret room. Although he didn't get close, the human-shaped target moved away.

The incision is clean and charred.

"Okay, but I don't know how long this super magic crystal can last."

Putting the Silver Wick Sword back to its original position, John raised his hand and made a move.

No magic was used this time, and the Sword of Silver Wick automatically flew into his hand.

After being injected into the soul, the sword of Silver Wick was forcibly created to create a consciousness. This consciousness resisted at the beginning and later obeyed.

No, it's the soul.

The super magic crystal made by injecting the power of thirty-six magic crystals uses super magic power to shape the soul into a shape as a conscious body.

In a sense, John's behavior has touched the unforgivable territory.

But if no one knows, it means nothing.

Magic is about idealism, and John is content with his idealism.

Returning to the upper level of the secret room, the thirty-six magic crystals on the dome were much dimmed.

John does not need to replenish it. The secret room of the Star Society is a large alchemical furnace. As long as a little magic power is used as a medium, new magic power will be continuously injected into the magic crystal.

If the magic crystal is full, the extra magic power will be used to create the magic crystal.

As the foundation of the Star Society, when John built the Chamber of Secrets, his target was the Room of Requirement.

He held the Galleons in his hand. As the Galleons continued to decrease, the destroyed things were rapidly recovering.

John looked at his left hand. The ferocious lines on it looked like tattoos. In the flashback, he also saw a thunderbird.

I think it was because of the huge magic impact that the damage was transferred to the left hand and left a mark.

After dealing with the damage caused by the magic shock, John walked out of the secret room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Harry, who was sweating profusely, being caught by Professor Snape at the statue of the one-eyed hunchback witch.

Although he tried desperately to explain that he was not going to Hogsmeade, it was in vain and Snape took him to his office.

After watching for a while, John didn't continue to look, and left.

When she met Hermione who was looking anxious, her hair stuck to her forehead because she was so anxious.

"John."

Hermione's footsteps stopped abruptly when she saw John.

She hesitated again and again, then asked: "John, I have something to ask you."

John saw that she seemed anxious, so he stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"

Hermione's bright white eyes swept over the troll security guard in the corridor, bit her lip, and said, "Let's move to a place where no one is around."

Scratching his head, John nodded in agreement.

At the corner, Daphne, who was about to say hello when she saw John, stopped.

The expression on her face was complicated, her original joy disappeared, and the pineapple pizza she had worked so hard to make fell to the ground.

Hermione led the way, John following behind.