Chapter 135：

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. He was so windy when he walked that 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. Seeing that face, he still swallowed his words.

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.

But Hagrid still underestimated Ron's stubbornness. He was very angry and insisted that Hermione send Crookshanks away before he could make a change.

As both pet lovers, Hagrid could empathize with Hermione. He knew that there were some natural things engraved in the bones of animals.

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It’s not the first time I’ve been to the Forbidden Forest, but it’s the first time I’ve 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 injured a Death Eater who escaped from Azkaban.

As an old rival, Snape knew clearly about 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.

Having spent 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 you become the third Dark Lord, then...

The dangerous emotion passed through 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 is sure that he did not run out of the Forbidden Forest, so this will 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.

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

Folding the Marauder's Map casually, 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 use 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, thirty-six purple stars on the dome shone brightly, projecting a star map towards the table.

With a snap of his fingers, the table parted from 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. Props such as the Spell Ring were placed on the counter, and the Silver Wick Sword 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 calls it, spirit possession.

Wait for the soul potion to wear off.

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 in the Silver Wick Sword was extremely uncooperative.

Even if John wanted to tear his soul into strips and drink it, he had never encountered 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 taking objects, this was the sword of Silver Wake acting independently.

With his free left hand, he pulled out the magic wand, and the thirty-six magic crystals in the dome above burst out with 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 so full that it almost overflowed, 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 and landed on the sword body, constantly carving 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 Wick's sword almost escaped control, but the limited gloves controlled it.

As the wand released all its energy, 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 managed to hold on without being broken.

Success or failure.

John stepped forward, stretched out his right hand and tentatively held 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.

In the end, the Sword of Silver Wake 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.

Holding the sword and swinging it at a human-shaped target in the secret room, it was clearly not close, but 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 consciousness. This consciousness resisted at the beginning and then obeyed later.

No, it’s that 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, it will continuously inject new magic power 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 Club, when John built the Chamber of Secrets, his target was the Room of Requirement.

He held 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 were 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 impact, John walked out of the secret room.

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

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

After watching for a while, John did not continue to look, and left.

Meeting Hermione who had a worried face, her hair stuck to her forehead because she was so anxious.

"John."

Seeing John, Hermione's steps suddenly stopped.

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 clear 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.

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

Hermione led the way, and John followed.