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Whisper of the Devil.
John O'Hara was silent for a while, then he said in a low voice: "Mr. Potter, you are joking. I am just a nobody, just living a life of idleness."
He was no longer a young man who had just graduated and was full of fighting spirit. These few words really touched his heart.
But that's all. He's not that stupid to really take action.
Hu Xiuwu said: "A soldier can also be promoted to queen, as long as you dare to cross the enemy line."
How could it be possible that the smugglers who dare to take the risk of smuggling Dianthus medicine abroad have no motivation at all?
It's just that he has more experience and is more cautious, and you can't attract him just by making promises.
But Hu Xiuwu didn't really want to recapture him, so there was no need to ask for any sincere submission.
Using force to quickly make people surrender is more in line with his requirements.
Hu Xiuwu pulled out the Elder Wand, and John O'Hara pulled out his wand reflexively, and released Expelling Weapon.
Red light flew out from the wand in John O'Hara's hand. Hu Xiuwu waved his left hand and broke the spell. He did not stop the movement of his right hand, still pretending to use magic, and the tip of the wand trembled slightly.
But secretly, Hu Xiuwu actually used Qi as ink to draw a talisman.
Tongtian Lu·Shangqing·Five Ghosts Talisman.
The Yin Qi floating between heaven and earth moved with the talisman and condensed into five faceless ghosts with gloomy aura. Under John O'Hara's horrified gaze, they drilled into his body like eels and disappeared.
John O'Hara touched his body in panic, but he was worried that he might touch a cavity or a tumor. He had witnessed the horror and disgust of black magic with his own eyes.
Before Voldemort fell, he had seen with his own eyes a wizard who was cursed and had boils all over his body, his eyes and nose melted off, and he wailed for three days before dying.
Roughly tearing open the collar of his shirt to check what was on his chest, John O'Hara saw a black ghost face tattoo moving like a snake on his body.
His gaze seemed to disturb the ghost face tattoo. A ghost face tattoo emerged from his chest, tearing open his shirt, like a black python with a human face, coiled around his waist.
John O'Hara turned his head and crossed his hands to protect his eyes, but the ghost-faced spirit did not attack him. Instead, it swayed its body like John O'Hara's tail.
Finding that he was not being attacked, John O'Hara tentatively turned his head around, and finally realized that he seemed to be able to control it, so he tried to order it to attack.
The evil spirit attacked like a python, biting the cupboards against the wall and tearing the solid wood cupboards into pieces. The bottles and jars on them fell to the ground with a bang.
Seeing John O'Hara summon all five ghosts, he was surrounded by a heavy negative energy for a moment, as if he had fallen into hell.
Like a narrator in a play, Hu Xiuwu said slowly, "I created a new black magic, [Evil Spirit Possession], which can seal five evil spirits in the body and command them like an arm. You can feed them with magic power on weekdays, and when they are well-trained, you can release them like releasing the Patronus."
"Unlike the guardian spirit, being hit by a dark spirit will make people feel boundless panic."
John O'Hara, who was familiar with the Yin spirits, said in surprise, "Isn't that the Patronus in the dark magic?"
Hu Xiuwu nodded in approval.
The inspiration for this usage of the Shangqing Five Ghosts Talisman came from Zhao Guizhen, who had already been executed by Hu Xiuwu.
The five ghosts are formed from the Yin energy condensed by runes to replace the seven evil spirits. Although they are not as vicious and cruel as the seven evil spirits, they are not affected by cause and effect and do not harm the body. The five ghosts can be controlled at will.
This Five Ghosts Talisman reversed into the Five Ghosts Curse is already a pure Taoist magic.
Seeing John O'Hara's happy face and having a great time, Hu Xiuwu poured a basin of cold water on him, raised his magic wand, and secretly drove the Yin spirit back into John's body in the name of Yin Jun:
"Have you had enough fun? As long as you are as loyal to me as the Yin spirit, I will give you more power."
John O'Hara knew what he meant. The ghost loyal to Harry Potter was attached to his body. If he didn't know what was good for him, the ghost on the surface of his body would probably drill into his body and devour him.
John O'Hara bowed to Harry Potter and said respectfully and humbly: "John O'Hara will be your most loyal servant."
Hu Xiuwu pretended to be very proud and said, "The Ministry of Magic is conservative and old-fashioned and doesn't want to change. The Order of the Phoenix is not making progress. More and more children are awakening their wizarding talents, but they still stick to the old Wizarding Secrecy Act."
"I want to usher in a new era. Wizards should stand above Muggles. No wizard should have to hide in this dirty and filthy Knockturn Alley."
"I will make wizards sacred again, all for the greater good."
"And you, my friend, will share my glory and become the first person to board the New Era ship."
It's getting fierce, the savior Harry Potter is going to rebel!
"What shall we do, sir?" asked John O'Hara.
Hu Xiuwu looked at Knockturn Alley outside the window and said: "First, unify Knockturn Alley, and then overthrow the Ministry of Magic. Without Dumbledore and Voldemort, no one in England is qualified to be my opponent."
Although Hu Xiuwu came to find John O'Hara according to Harry's plan, he could not continue to escape like Harry. If he really hid, it would be difficult for those people from the Church of Scientology to find him.
He still had to make a big noise to attract the Scientologists.
Chapter 472 Entering the drama
Having eaten the carrot but still having a big stick hanging over his head, John O'Hara's initiative was greatly enhanced. He quickly found several wizards in Knockturn Alley who were similar to him in conditions and had some abilities and bottom line according to Hu Xiuwu's requirements.
Hu Xiuwu "persuaded" them one by one, and each of them "willingly surrendered" to Harry Potter, expressing their willingness to work with Lord Harry to overthrow the tyranny of the Ministry of Magic.
With these people, Hu Xiuwu completed the initial accumulation for his start.
Knockturn Alley, the slum of the wizarding world, still has about five or six hundred people. Not only are there many unwelcome werewolves and vampires hiding here in groups, but there are also many half-blood wizards that Voldemort doesn't want.
Among the Death Eaters, Lord Voldemort is enough.
Although there are many people in Knockturn Alley, it is impossible for him to convince them one by one. It will take too much energy. It is enough to have a few backbone members to support him. He does not really want to make a career here, so there is no need to set up a tightly organized association.
After gathering a few people, Hu Xiuwu ordered them to spread the news in Knockturn Alley:
After the third moon is in the sky, he will give a speech at the werewolf community in Knockturn Alley, led by Fenrir Greyback, the former werewolf. All interested wizards, including werewolves and vampires, are welcome.
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Three days later, at dusk, in the werewolf community of Knockturn Alley.
There are only a few low-rise, uninhabited apartments here. Garbage is piled up at the doorsteps, and the walls are engraved with curses against wizards and the Ministry of Magic. It is almost no different from some unfinished buildings and black communities.
The outside was so messy, and the inside was even more unsightly. Bunk beds were piled up in the house, and the aisles were full of miscellaneous items, just like a chaotic homeless shelter.
Fenrir Greyback is just a werewolf thug who likes to attack wizard children and transform them into discriminated werewolves to take revenge on wizards.
He is bad and evil, but lacks a bit of intelligence. He has no idea how to run a tribe. He turned a werewolf community that huddled together for warmth into a vicious gang that specializes in attacking wizard children. It is understandable that he turned the community apartment into a garbage dump.
After Fenrir Greyback was captured by the Ministry of Magic, the werewolves who managed to escape fled in panic, and this place became abandoned and even more dilapidated.
After lifting the hood of his invisibility cloak, Hu Xiuwu suddenly appeared at the entrance of the werewolf community.
John O'Hara led six dark wizards, both men and women, waiting at the door. When they saw Hu Xiuwu, they bowed and saluted:
"Master Harry."
Hu Xiuwu nodded slightly, saying meaningfully: "It's really lively."
Although he set the time for this evening in the early hours of the morning, many people, including some Aurors, had already gathered in the empty houses in the nearby alleys to inquire about the situation.
But this was exactly what Hu Xiuwu had expected. He set aside three days to give Behemoth and the Ministry of Magic time to react.
John O'Hara made way, Hu Xiuwu stepped onto the stairs, stood in front of the porch of the Werewolf Community Apartment, and waved his magic wand:
"How can such a small space accommodate so many enthusiastic wizard brothers and sisters?"
With a wave of the magic wand, the door melted and the wall deformed, welcoming the Lord of Yin.
Hu Xiuwu walked straight into the apartment. The walls and doors gave way one after another. He did not stop until he reached the center of the apartment.
Just like an orchestra conductor, waving his magic wand, everything obeys his orders.
The entire apartment became as soft as plasticine, and was molded into a brand new look according to Hu Xiuwu's wishes.
The outer wall of the apartment continues to expand outward, changing from a square to a smooth curved echo wall. The walls and floors inside the apartment, as well as the sundries and furniture inside the house are all mixed together, settling layer by layer into stands and stairs.
The ground beneath Hu Xiuwu's feet lifted him up, forming a three-tier circular altar one meter high.
An auditorium the size of a modern stadium that can accommodate a thousand people was thus created. The new building resembles the Roman Colosseum, with gorgeous decorations, an eagle carved on the ceiling, and eight griffin statues beside the round altar. But it also looks like an ancient Greek theater, with no special stands and no distinction between high and low.
With just a few words and a wave of his hand, Hu Xiuwu transformed the dilapidated apartment into a spectacular sight. Professor McGonagall was far superior to him in terms of power and attainment in Transfiguration spells. Even if Dumbledore were still alive, he would probably not be able to match her.
An outsider, his attainments in Transfiguration spells far surpassed all wizards in Britain!
Compared to the stunned Aurors, Hermione, who knew more about the inside story, was more shocked than them.
The old magic wand in Hu Xiuwu's hand was just a decoration. It did not obey his orders at all and would not bring him any enhancement.
He accomplished this incredible scene entirely by relying on his own cultivation and attainments in the Transfiguration Spell.
It is not surprising that modern people use convenient civil engineering machinery to build tall buildings. What is moving is that ancient people built the Great Wall, which can be seen even from space, with just their own hands.
"Come on! My wizard brothers and sisters, what are you waiting for? Please enter!"
The curved echo wall allows Hu Xiuwu's voice to be heard long and clear, echoing throughout the auditorium.
Two or three wizards wearing cloaks to conceal their identities walked out from the corner, quietly entered the hall, and found a position. With a leader, the wizards who were just watching also walked in. Hermione also took this opportunity to bring the Aurors into the crowd.
I don’t have to do anything, but I have to make a splash, otherwise no one will know that I have done anything.
Looking up slightly at the large black spot on the circular stands, Hu Xiuwu could not help but sneer as he could not even get a single face of the wizards in the hall together.
"Look at you all. Not even one of you dares to show your face. You're all rats hiding in Knockturn Alley and afraid to see anyone!"
Damn! You're calling them brothers and sisters outside, but when someone comes in, you call them rats!
There was some commotion in the stands.
Hu Xiuwu raised his voice: "But I dare not do this! Who are you? You are the minority with magical light blooming in your soul. Why do you hide in the dark corners like rats crossing the street, afraid to see people?"
"Why? Because of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy! Because the Ministry of Magic doesn't allow you to communicate with Muggles, and because the wizarding world is so small, there is no place for you."
"The Ministry of Magic only recruits a few new employees every year. How many shops recruit employees? How many people have the capital to open their own shops? Without a source of income, we can only take risks if we want to survive!"
"Magic is returning, and the number of new students at Hogwarts will increase. By then, there will be no place for you."
Everyone in the stands felt sympathetic. Aside from a few talented people who delved too deeply into the dark arts and became mentally distorted, most people simply fell into Knockturn Alley because they were addicted to magic and had no source of income.
Even the Aurors who had infiltrated the wizarding world felt a sense of sympathy. The wizarding world was too stratified, with many middle-level managers retiring in their eighties or nineties. Dumbledore was still the headmaster when he was over a hundred years old, and Professor McGonagall was deputy headmaster for seventy years before she was promoted to the position.
If it weren't for Voldemort's actions, the employment rate at Hogwarts would not have exceeded 60% in the past two years.
But they didn't realize that Hu Xiuwu was changing the concept. As the number of wizards increased, the demand would also increase, which might actually ease the pressure.
Seeing that most people fell into empathy and recalled the past, Hu Xiuwu continued:
"But magic has returned, and our power has grown. We can easily change the weather, build castles, and destroy armies. We should have a higher status and enjoy endless glory."
Hu Xiuwu said: "My good friend Ron envied my glory as a savior when he was young. He liked to tell my story in front of others so that he could enjoy the glory of being the center of attention."
There was laughter from the stands.