Chapter 121：

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Life is precious, love... love is also precious.

For the sake of freedom, can’t there be three together?

As someone who almost died, John was filled with emotions.

Although there were a lot of twists and turns this time, fortunately, the final result was good.

It’s just that Nagini’s soul is incomplete and she can’t walk yet.

John made a wheelchair for her and asked her to take good care of her at Belby Manor.

He didn’t know if the blood curse had a preservation function. When John asked, Nagini was old enough to be a grandmother, and she still looked like she was in her twenties.

If this function didn't turn it into a snake, women in the magical world would be begging to be cursed.

After rubbing his shoulders, John asked Damo and Alex to take care of Nagini, and then prepared to go back to school.

Needless to say, John would also take care of Nagini like his biological mother.

That's a blood curse.

The curse that is recognized as unsolvable in the magic world has been solved by himself, and the second Merlin First Class Medal seems to be waving to Damo Alex.

If you want to touch Nagini, even if you are Voldemort, Damo and Alex will dare to cast the death curse on each other.

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[Ding, complete the task and get any point +1]

[Soul Walker: Wandering in the realm of life and death, holding a death token can enter and exit the trance]

John apparated back to Hogsmeade.

People left in the morning and it was close to sunset when they came back.

There is still time to hang out for a while, but it’s a pity that John is not in the mood.

He went to Honeydukes Candy Store and bought a dozen pieces of chocolate. After eating the chocolates, his pale and bloodless face finally felt better.

His face was so frighteningly white just now that the landlady of Honeydukes Candy Shop almost thought he was a vampire.

"My hands are a bit unresponsive. Is it because of my weak soul?"

Looking at his right hand, he was trembling while holding the chocolate. John was helpless. It seemed like he would be nursing it for a while.

After completing his daily incantation at sunset, John returned to Hogwarts.

The trembling hand problem would not go away for a while. Fortunately, John used his left hand to use the wand.

Returning to Hogwarts Castle, he plunged into the lounge.

He needs to have a good sleep. If he doesn't sleep, he won't be able to do it.

By the time John woke up, it was already past dinner time.

He headed to the kitchen in a leisurely manner, as the house elves were accustomed to.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Meat, preferably steak."

John waited for a while, and the house elf presented the steak like a treasure.

He ate slowly, turning the steak in his stomach into strength.

However, as John savored it carefully, his expression turned from confusion to horror.

After the steak was finished, he ordered another piece of apple pie.

After taking a bite of apple pie, John's face turned pale.

He has no sense of taste.

When I was eating chocolate before, I was too anxious to notice this.

What he puts into his mouth now has nothing but taste.

It tastes like chewing wax.

After finishing the apple pie mechanically, John left with a pale face.

The cost of saving people this time was too high.

He sat in the common room for a long time before he accepted this.

"You are so cruel, God of Death, to make a foodie lose his sense of taste."

John clenched his fists, an undercurrent surging in his eyes.

At this moment, an idea came into his mind. How about collecting the Deathly Hallows himself and catching the God of Death?

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Chapter 139 Murder and Talent

Auditorium.

John held the bread in one hand and put it into his mouth.

It is dry and has no other taste except a slightly stiff texture.

Malfoy went home, and Daphne was called back by Mr. Greengrass.

There are fewer people in Slytherin, and it feels much more deserted.

Heinrich spread the jam on the bread and placed it on John's left side.

"You don't want to ask?" John glanced at Heinrich, not even a little surprised about what happened to his hand.

"In Durmstrang, there are often wizards who unknowingly make their bodies disabled."

Heinrich's golden eyes under his broken black hair were dull, and his pale and handsome face looked sickly.

Seemingly accustomed to this kind of thing, Heinrich sat down and consciously began to serve John.

John frowned and said, "We are friends, Heinrich."

Heinrich moved, his eyes covered by broken hair were dim and unclear, he shook his head and said: "To me, you are the bright light that Edgar has been pursuing all his life."

He said it seriously, and John was silent for a while.

He originally thought that what Heinrich meant by following was just joining the Star Club, but now it seems that it is more than that.

"Then I'll leave my back to you."

John raised his head, with a serious look on his face.

A smile appeared on Heinrich's sickly face. He put his right hand on his chest and said as if he was swearing: "Behind you, there will always be a shadow named Heinrich Edgar."

Named Shadow, pursues light.

John chuckled and said, "Even so, it doesn't stop us from being friends, right?"

Heinrich was slightly startled, and his heart warmed.

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There is a price to pay for touching taboo people.

An eye, an arm, a leg or... life.

In contrast, John's loss of taste does not seem to be that serious.

At least his handsome face and nose are there, right, Voldemort.

Professor Lupine should enjoy this holiday, but John felt a little more relaxed.

Because Lupine's eyes were very keen, his intuition told John what Lupine had discovered.

After a tasteless breakfast, John headed to Snape's office.

Snape was convinced that John had found the werewolf, and it would be unreasonable for him not to give some explanation.

At the same time, John was also curious about why Professor Snape hated Lupine so much.

Even if you don't know their grudges, you can still feel the deep hatred.

It was almost like he had robbed his wife.

Stopping at the door of Professor Snape's office, John knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened violently.

Professor Snape walked out of it with a gloomy face, and sneered after seeing John.

This left John scratching his head.

Smart people don't need to communicate too much. Snape made way for John to enter.

John walked in, and the door behind was slammed shut.

Snape strode past with a straight face and stiffly uttered one word: "Sit."

The dean of his family was in a bad mood. John thought about it and found that he had not been deducted points recently.

Sitting obediently, Professor Snape, like a walking bat, took out a bag from the drawer of the desk and spread it out.

There are various potion tools inside, the most eye-catching one is the bottle of truth serum.

John's body tensed up and he said with a sneer: "Professor, it's not necessary, is it?"

Snape glanced at him and sneered: "You are very strict, otherwise I shouldn't have heard any rumors for so long."

So you want to rinse my mouth with truth serum?

These words made John understand why he was angry. John scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "Because of Professor Lupin?"

In one word, let the dean cool off for me.

John had guessed that his dean and Lu Ping might have had some grudges, but now it seemed that it was not just a little bit, but a huge resentment.

Swallowing hard, John calmly stretched out his hand to roll up the tool bag.

When Snape found out, he slapped the back of his hand and took his hand back. John grimaced in pain.

"Professor, do you have a grudge against Professor Luping?" John asked doubtfully, as if he felt that his question was too straightforward. He added: "Ahem, the students have a pretty good sense of Professor Luping."

"Not bad? That hypocritical and ugly guy!"

When Snape said this, he almost squeezed it out from between his teeth.

He recalled those annoying Gryffindors.

James Potter, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin.

These four people formed a group, and Snape was the most difficult to deal with.

Casting jinxes is common. Once, Snape almost died at the hands of Lupine.

At that time, werewolves did not have wolfsbane potion, so Lu Ping could only hide in a place where no one went, and spend every full moon through the ordeal of transformation.

But once, Sirius Black deliberately introduced Snape into that room.

Although James Potter saved him in the end, Snape didn't think it was a rescue.

He thinks James is afraid of being expelled.

Faced with John's question, Snape's cheek twitched, stared into John's eyes, and said coldly: "What if the good professor you call him was once involved in a murder?"

Murder? !

John was shocked.

Remus Lupin?

In his impression, Lupin, whether in Johnny Silverhand or Hogwarts, seemed to have nothing to do with murder.

Judging from Snape's appearance, he didn't seem to want to talk about this past incident.

"He's a dangerous fellow, John Wick," Snape said.

John was silent for a while, then faced the scrutinizing gaze without fear and said, "If this is the case, I know what I will do, but before that, I will investigate."