Chapter 127 Forbidden Magic and Stripped Soul

Chapter 127 Forbidden Magic and Stripped Soul

Hogsmeade Village, the only all-wizard village in the country.

John walks into the Honeydukes Candy Shop, which is very popular with little wizards.

Even grown-up wizards would appear here. The pile of cockroaches crawling around made John wonder if the person who made this kind of candy had some twisted psychology.

Picking up a cockroach-shaped candy, he could still feel the sensation of crawling in his mouth when he put it in his mouth.

Sweet, very sweet.

It's like pouring a mouthful of syrup directly into the throat, so sweet that it chokes the throat.

"Boss, give me some of this."

Without changing his expression, he chewed up the pile of cockroaches and swallowed them. John consumed ten Galleons, and stuffed a lot of candy into his small bag.

Speaking of a village, of course you don't need to expect Hogsmeade to be as big as it is.

John walked around and saw Hagrid running out to drink.

He followed into the Three Broomsticks, and John ordered a Butterbeer.

After taking a sip, he felt pretty good, and it would be even better if it was iced.

It's a pity that the iced butterbeer will clump and taste very greasy.

"John? Why are you here?"

Hagrid often drank at the Three Broomsticks, and when he saw John, he subconsciously yelled out.

John pointed to the seat and invited him to sit down, glanced at the extra beaters outside, and said calmly, "Hogsmeade really has a lot of people from the Ministry of Magic."

Hagrid's glass of beer was worth John's bucket, and he drank most of it in one gulp. He whispered, "You know, little... Sirius is near Hogwarts."

With hesitation on his face, if it wasn't for John in front of him, Hagrid wouldn't have said it easily. He approached John and said in a self-confident voice: "That guy came for Harry, you don't know, he used to ..."

After opening his mouth several times without saying anything, Hagrid struggled.

Seeing his pain, John waved his hands and said, "Don't force yourself to tell me, Hagrid, you want to ask me for help, right?"

After taking a sip of butter beer, seeing Hagrid like this, John knew he was going to ask for help.

This made him habitually put on a high posture, with his right hand subconsciously placed on his left.

It's a pity that the Ring of Conjuration was not brought out, otherwise it would be a proper wizard godfather.

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes scrutinized.

This look gave Hagrid the illusion that he was facing Dumbledore, and subconsciously made himself sit up.

With hesitation on his face, Hagrid hesitated and said: "John, I know you are very powerful, you are the most powerful student I have ever seen, that Sirius will definitely look for Harry, I hope you can..."

"You want me to protect Harry?"

John looked at Hagrid and said indifferently, "Hagrid, you are not the first person to talk to me like this. Someone also said this to me in the second grade."

Hagrid was a little embarrassed. After all, John was also a student, and he was a professor. It always felt a bit strange to ask students to protect students.

"Harry is not a child, Hagrid, he can protect himself."

John didn't agree, and he was still suspected of protecting Harry in the second grade. This year, he has to study soul magic again, so he doesn't have much time.

Hagrid was a little anxious, he amplified his voice, and said, "You don't know how cruel that fellow Sirius is!"

"He betrayed James, he betrayed his best friend, and besides, he still..."

When the words came to his lips, Hagrid lowered his head a little dejectedly, and said, "He's still Harry's godfather. I can't believe what Harry would think if he knew."

how to think?

John felt that if Harry knew, he would probably have the idea of ​​rushing out and killing Sirius.

John suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the Weasleys were worried about Harry's impulsiveness. It turned out to be because of this.

The revenge of killing his father, for Harry, this is the beginning of all misfortunes.

Let alone Harry, if it were him, John didn't think he could bear it much.

Hagrid took a sip of wine sullenly, and a glass of beer that could be said to be a barrel bottomed out.

"John, you promise me that you must stop him."

Hagrid looked silly, but he cared about Harry more than anyone else.

He is like a clumsy father who wants to protect his children as much as possible.

"I will take care of him for you, but please understand that Harry is not a puppy, and it is impossible for me to keep him on a leash."

John nodded, not fully agreeing.

As long as you meet him, you won't stand by.

Hagrid was very happy when he heard that, he felt that John was the most powerful student, and even the professor was no match for John.

"Another glass of butter beer, please."

Seeing that John's glass was empty, Hagrid got John another glass.

After drinking the glass, John got up to leave, Hogsmeade was more boring than he imagined.

But his real purpose is not to come here.

Masking himself and wrapping himself in a cloak, John changed bars.

Pig's Head Bar.

There are really pig heads in the pig head bar, and the pig heads can move, and the saliva sticks to the fangs and drips down.

The atmosphere here is not as warm and harmonious as the three broomsticks. People of all schools and classes are here, and some shady deals are going on.

John found a place to sit down, his whole body covered under the cloak, his face was invisible.

Not long after sitting down, a person wearing a white mask came to sit opposite.

"grown ups."

The man spoke, a voice John was familiar with.

John said calmly, "Where is the thing I want?"

"Here, I found it from an old witch in Knockturn Alley. That old guy used a child as an experimental product, and we have already solved it."

A book, to be precise, a book in a silver carved box.

John took the box, and after confirming that it was correct, he nodded, his voice still hoarse, "Go back, you can write to me about anything about the store, there shouldn't be any action from the Ministry of Magic, right?"

Tang Mi said admiringly: "No, the Ministry of Magic has a very good impression of us now. Cornelius Fudge once wanted to visit you, but I refused because you were going out."

"Visit me? It seems that Dumbledore is gradually losing patience with him, and he is a little anxious."

Shaking his head, John said lightly: "Fudge is not a qualified minister, we just need to wait and see what happens, and intervene when the time is right."

"Yes." Tang Mi nodded, and immediately left the Pig's Head Bar.

He walked away, and John picked up the book and left.

This book can't be stuffed into a small bag, because this is not a simple book.

"Forbidden Magic", this is an ancient book, so old that John needs to hold it carefully.

Powerful magic was also applied to it, and John also happened to see the record in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

The book was supposed to be in the Chamber of Secrets, but now it's in Knockturn Alley.

For a while, Voldemort was in Knockturn Alley.

Presumably because of this relationship, this book ended up in Knockturn Alley.

And in order to maintain the image of Johnny Silver Hand, Johnway wiped out those wizards who harmed children in Knockturn Alley, and it happened to happen.

It records researches on the soul and the like, among which is the method of soul separation.

John didn't stay in Hogsmeade for long, he used Apparation to leave in a place where no one was around.

Daphne was still looking for John, she finally saw John, but after a turn, John disappeared.

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Back at Hogwarts, John hurried to the Chamber of Secrets.

Filch was a little surprised to see John come back.

Harry also saw John and was curious, but unfortunately John was faster than him and disappeared soon.

"Why is John back?" Harry stared at the direction where John disappeared, lost in thought.

And John had already arrived at the secret room, opened the exquisitely carved silver box, and inside lay an unknown book with a red leather cover.

As soon as he touched it, a scream rang in John's ear.

The voice was shrill, like the howling of a dementor.

Suppressing the discomfort, John used Occlumency to expel the sound.

"The curse that hits the soul directly." After the voice disappeared, John's face became much better.

Open the book, there are many records in beautiful cursive.

John watched quietly, with surprise in his eyes from time to time.

Close the book and digest the contents.

John took the box and went to capture the dementors again.

After capturing the dementors, John conducts experiments.

"Curse to curse, soul to soul, take care of yourself."

The dementor was disassembled bit by bit, and three hours passed quickly.

John maintained a posture, and an incredible scene appeared in front of him.

A human body glowing with silvery white light was pulled out by John, and the two colors of black and white were clearly separated.

"Success."

The human body quickly shrank into a ball, and John used the wand to separate the black and white.

The joy on his face was hard to hide, and John couldn't help but clenched his fists as he put the last bit of his soul into the bottle.

He successfully performed an operation in which the Dementor did not die, but was ripped apart.

"Use another soul as a blade."

Staring at the exhaustion of the accumulated soul fragments, John's face gradually calmed down, and he sighed: "It's a cruel operation."

Fortunately, there are dementors, so John can catch a few more spares.

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