Chapter 152 Michelle should be very sad now
end of August.
In a rented house in West London.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"boom--"
As John waved a green light, the last goblin here also fell to the ground.
John pulled him up by his ankles and placed him and his parents' bodies together.
A family must be neat and tidy.
At this time, Michael also walked out of another room.
He dumped the entire bag of gold coins on the table.
"This guy took a lot of money in Gringotts, more than 700 galleons in total."
While Michael was speaking, John was already sitting at the table and began to divide the coins.
It wasn't until all the coins were counted that John stuffed his more than 300 galleons into the magic suitcase.
He and Michael have done this kind of business no less than a dozen times in the past month or so.
This netted him close to three thousand galleons.
In addition, under Michael's careful teaching, John's overall magic casting proficiency and practical experience have increased a lot, and he has mastered the casting skills of [Killing Curse] and [Cruciatus Curse].
In this process, [Occlumency] also gave John a lot of help.
You must know that whether it is the [Death Curse] or the [Cruciatus Curse], casting them requires extreme negative emotions.
If used for a long time, this negative emotion will overwhelm the caster's mind, distort his personality, and turn him into a pure thug or madman.
The powerful control ability of [Occlumency] effectively curbed this, allowing John to master and use black magic faster and more calmly.
The most important thing is that this also makes John's mind more determined, and his overall spell casting power also increases a lot.
"pat-"
Michael lit another cigarette and said to John:
"Your talent is indeed outstanding. During this time, I have seen what a true genius looks like. You know, my practice of [Unforgivable Curse] was not as smooth as yours."
John showed a warm smile and said:
"This is all your credit. If it weren't for your guidance, I wouldn't be able to reach my current heights."
Hearing this, Michael also laughed. He flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said:
"I dare say that the professors at Hogwarts must like you very much. You are really good at talking."
"You guessed it wrong," John laughed. "They do like me, but it's not because I can speak."
"Being able to speak is a skill, and being able to speak nicely is a great skill. I don't have this skill, so I just speak out." Michael said, "Although the summer vacation is not over yet, I want to We must separate in advance."
"Oh? Did something happen?"
"You don't even read newspapers?"
Michael took out a newspaper and pointed at a middle-aged man with unkempt hair who was shouting at the camera and said, "Sirius Black, this is a Death Eater. He betrayed the Potters and led the Dark Lord to us. before the Savior.
Then, the Dark Lord fell, and this guy went crazy!He exchanged spells with Peter Pettigrew, another friend of the Potters, on the street, killing Peter and twelve other Muggles, and was also arrested. "
John straightened the newspaper, looked at Sirius on it and said:
"He is our next target?"
"Yes, as a die-hard loyalist of the Dark Lord, he will most likely leave for Hogwarts immediately after he is released from prison to seek revenge against Harry Potter." Michael nodded, "So you have to go find him in advance. Leigh Porter. And I will look for traces of him elsewhere."
John nodded.
He knew very well that Sirius Black would definitely go to Hogwarts next term.
As long as you find the right opportunity, it's not difficult to catch him.
To be honest, he is short of money right now.
Due to the ability to 'chew', money is basically equal to magic potion in John's eyes, equal to a necessity to improve his strength.
Improving his strength as soon as possible is John's current top priority.
Only with enough strength can he ensure his own safety under the covetousness of the goblins, and even seek revenge from the goblins.
So, Sirius Black is really good prey.
You must know that the Black family is an ancient pure-blood family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and has always been very wealthy.
And Sirius Black is the only remaining bloodline of the Black family.
As long as you catch him, you will definitely be able to squeeze a lot of money out of him!
Thinking of this, John smiled happily.
Michael, who was opposite him, also laughed when he saw this.
The two looked at each other and sneered for a while before leaving the rental house.
Michael's figure immediately twisted and disappeared.
John also summoned Dobby and asked him to take him away.
However, he did not go directly to find Harry as Michael ordered, but went to another Muggle community.
The Grangers live here.
And Michelle also went to Granger's house to spend the summer vacation, just like last year.
During the time he was working with Michael, John missed Michelle very much.
He wanted to tell Michelle all the truth and give her the silk scarf left by the nun.
But after much consideration, John gave up the idea.
After all, Michelle was not in great danger in this whole thing, and she couldn't do much to help.
Rather than letting Michelle worry in vain, it would be better for her to continue to live a carefree life.
But after making this decision, John missed Michelle even more.
Counting last year, he had not taken Michelle with him for two consecutive summer vacations, but let her stay at Granger's house.
John didn't think this would be a good experience.
Even if Mr. and Mrs. Granger are good people, they are very warm and would not abuse Michelle.
But no matter what, the feeling of living under someone else's roof shouldn't be too good.
"So, Michelle should be very sad right now? Maybe she will blame me for not accompanying her."
John murmured softly and walked towards Granger's house.
With every step he took, his mood became heavier and heavier.
However, when he turned a corner and was about to arrive at Granger's house, he saw Michelle running past him like a gust of wind.
"Don't run!"
Michelle shouted, taking three steps and two steps at a time, and almost instantly dragged down a boy running in front of her.
Then without any hesitation, she pressed her knee down on the boy and started punching him one after another.
As she hammered, Michelle was still laughing.
John's expression management was a bit out of control.
How could Michelle look so unhappy?
This is obviously so happy that it explodes!
At this time, Hermione also chased after him, panting.
She was still yelling "Don't hit me" and the like, her voice was anxious and aggrieved.
The boy was also crying and begging for mercy.
But Michelle had no intention of stopping at all, and continued to laugh and hammer.
Suddenly, Hermione saw John at the corner of the street with a dull face, as if he was under a petrification spell.
Her eyes lit up and she shouted hurriedly:
"Michelle! Your brother is here!"