Chapter 349：

The God of Death laughed and said, "You are just talking in your sleep."

Voldemort will die and be defeated by other wizards, because Dumbledore is here.

But John’s next words directly shattered Death’s smile.

He stared at the God of Death and said calmly: "I will help him, help him escape death and gain eternal life."

"John, you..." Harry couldn't believe it.

The next second, John stared at the God of Death, adding a bomb to the convincingness of his words.

He said calmly: "I made the magic stone."

Now, the speed of the train reached its extreme speed.

The scenery outside has also changed, from being completely blank to sometimes flashing white mist that resembles human figures.

Death was silent.

Magic stone?

Is it the magic stone from the first grade?

Harry tried hard to read the expression on John's face, but he failed in the end.

After a moment of silence, the God of Death asked: "You can't make it at your current level."

"In the magical world, there is no shortage of miracles." John said disapprovingly.

The God of Death seemed to be convinced, he said: "No one will ever threaten me."

John smiled calmly, "This is a deal, not a threat."

According to John, it is not impossible for Voldemort to live forever.

At the very least, Voldemort could easily live for hundreds of years.

With the Horcrux and the Magic Stone, not even the God of Death can get his soul.

This is something that is not allowed for the God of Death.

For example, he once spent nearly a hundred years searching for the souls of the three brothers. The value of Voldemort in his eyes was extremely important.

"Okay, for your wisdom and courage, I am willing to complete this deal." The **** of death stretched out his skull-like hand.

Just as he once complimented the three brothers, he admired: "As a condition, I need the soul of Tom Marvolo Riddle."

John held the hand and his smile became a little weird.

He joked: "Actually, I just lied to you."

"Huh?" The God of Death was confused.

John smiled meaningfully, "It turns out that even the God of Death can't escape magic."

He was not sure before, after all, the God of Death had only been in contact with him once.

But judging from the performance of the God of Death, he was sure that the God of Death could not kill Voldemort with external force.

The God of Death cannot personally intervene in this world.

That means that the God of Death is still within the scope of magic and abides by the rules.

And as long as it's within the scope of magic...

The hands they held were entangled with a golden thread emerging from the backs of both hands.

"What are you doing?" Death asked.

John smiled, "Have you forgotten, I am an alchemist."

"Of course we need to find a qualified notary."

On top of the entwined golden threads, a tree shape formed by circles and lines appears on the backs of both hands.

"The Gate of Things?!"

The voice of Death has changed its tone.

"Unfortunately, my teacher is the administrator of the Monomon Gate at this time."

John smiled extraordinarily brightly, "For your promise just now, I took it upon myself to treat it as an equivalent exchange."

The two's hands were locked tightly, and even the God of Death was a little panicked at this moment.

The **** of death who once played tricks on the three brothers was played by a wizard today.

He had no intention of fulfilling his promise normally, just like the trap he set for the three brothers.

But now, he was defeated by an army.

As the alchemist’s highest secret, the Gate of Things, even the God of Death cannot break the rules of the transaction.

If you can see the face of the God of Death, it must be very ugly.

John said: "I, John Wick, will use Voldemort's soul as a condition in exchange for the soul of Heinrich Edgar. In exchange of equal value, the Gate of Things will serve as a contract."

Two doors appeared above the two shaking hands, and his words turned into a contract, entwining their hands.

Harry's eyes widened, John actually wanted to exchange for Heinrich's soul.

Could it be!

Are you going to resurrect him? !

He couldn't believe it, magic couldn't bring the dead back to life.

Even first-year Hogwarts students know this.

"You actually know this ancient magic." Death truly sighed from the bottom of his heart this time.

This is a very ancient magic that basically no one knows about.

But John couldn't help but have the most powerful alchemist teacher in history.

He himself has been to the Gate of Things twice.

Under the gazes of John and Harry, Death nodded slowly.

The contract entangled in their hands disappeared, and a roll of parchment appeared in front of them.

Death picked up the contract and stuffed it into his robe.

Just when Harry thought everything was over, Death sneered, "You are indeed a smart man, John Wick, but you forget that playing with death never ends well."

"Don't worry about that." John said calmly.

The train slowed down, and the God of Death stood up and waved his hand.

The train stopped at a station covered with fog, and Death stepped off the train.

Outside the window was a foggy world, and Harry seemed to see a couple waving to him.

When he tried to see clearly, the train started moving again.

John's body, which had been tense, could finally relax at this moment.

His palms were sweaty, and even he could only pretend to be calm when facing the legendary God of Death.

The scenery outside became a familiar place, like the road they took to Hogwarts.

However, there is no railroad track ahead, only a dead end.

When Harry found out, he screamed.

"Oops, there's no way ahead!"

The train was completely unmanned and rushed towards a dead end.

The God of Death will still disgust them after he leaves.

John shrugged and muttered: "A child has a bad temper."

Holding Harry down, he took out a black feather from his pocket and gave it to Harry, asking him to hold it.

The train was less than a kilometer away from the dead end, only a matter of seconds.

John was not nervous at all, which was in stark contrast to Harry.

As the train fell into the cliff, John revealed a locket from his collar.

After opening it, there was a black stone inside.

He smiled and said, "Have a nice trip, Harry."

A piece of white light occupied the pupils.

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Chapter 377 I touched a taboo

The flow of time in the trance is different.

From the outside, time seems to have passed not long ago.

John opened his eyes and almost slipped out of his hand.

Voldemort's face on the opposite side was ashen, and something similar to debris could be seen floating on his body.

The fairy music was singing, and John's right hand was still controlling Harry.

Harry also woke up from the trance, but he was still in a state of confusion.

John took a deep breath, communicated with the stars in the dome of the Ministry of Magic, and increased the magic infusion.

The huge magic power was like a colorful rainbow light, hitting the three of them heavily.

As the main carrier, John’s body is under tremendous pressure.

But Voldemort is not much better.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Voldemort looked at John reluctantly.

He can't let go. If he lets go, he will become the target of this huge magic power.

With Dumbledore outside, he couldn't escape at all.

John grinned and said, "Do what you haven't done."

The golden cup hanging next to him flew to the top of his head, absorbing the huge magic power.

John's eyes flashed with black energy, looking monstrous and astonishing.

"The stars will shine on the way home."

He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed the golden cup. Under the pouring magic power, golden sand flowed out of the golden cup as if it was overflowing.

The sand keeps falling, and the surrounding environment changes.

The Ministry of Magic is continuously retreating from the scenery at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Hufflepuff Gold Cup that can carry everything, I invest my time and soul for you, and use magic as the furnace to start refining it!"

Ravenclaw's crown was placed on John's head, and hundreds of silver-white soul spheres flew out from the crown and fell into the golden cup.

"What on earth did he do? Why are there so many souls?" Lupine exclaimed.

They could all see what was happening inside, and they could even see what John was doing.

He manipulates time and sacrifices souls.

"He's touching the taboo." Dumbledore couldn't wait any longer.

Waving the Elder Wand, he tried to break this magical realm.

But John hasn't stopped yet.

After injecting time and soul, Hufflepuff's golden cup became as bright as a little sun.

"Stop it, John!" Dumbledore yelled.

However, everyone in the Star Club who Dumbledore had knocked down stood up at this moment.

"You..." Dumbledore was startled and said complicatedly, "Do you know what John Wick is doing?"