Chapter 117: Being a slave is not terrible

Chapter 117: Being a slave is not terrible

The magic power stored in the ring's gemstone has granted an unprecedented enhancement to Jon's general counter-spell.

When an individual's general counter-spell reaches a certain level of strength, it can produce a qualitative effect that can cancel more than ninety-nine percent of spells in the magical world, except for the three unforgivable curses, it can even extinguish a fiendfyre!

And at this moment, Jon's general counter-spell has already reached that level.

And such a level of magic overflowed from his body to the outside, and all three spells cast by the professors, without any exception, were cancelled when they approached less than a meter in front of him!

The three professors' faces turned gloomy, while more and more students who had heard the commotion in the great hall during lunch flocked out of the hall, including some other Professors and faculty members.

The Carrow siblings, Quirrell, and Lestrange all saw Jon floating in mid-air, and hundreds of students around them all looked at the scene blankly.

"The bloodline superiority?"

There was a sneer in Jon's voice, as he looked down at these purebloods and half-bloods below, displaying the same type of look and tone he had seen for close to a full year in this castle, in the same posture they had always held themselves in.

"Come on, your theories are truly ridiculous, I'm just a worthless mudblood that you guys were all talking about, but now I'm calling all of you trash, do any of you have the ability to refute me?"

In front of him, the red fire grew bigger and bigger, and gradually, it took the shape of a bird. New novel chapters are published on

These mocking words made almost all the pureblood students' faces red, they never thought that one day the word "trash" would be used against them from the mouth of a mudblood.

And Alecto Carrow, the younger of the Carrow siblings, couldn't stand the humiliation, and with her thick arm, she raised her wand and recited the incantation of Unforgivable Curse in a sharp voice!

"Avada Kedavra!"

A bright green light flashed in front of the entrance hall, and some timid schoolgirls shrieked, but Jon's figure shifted slightly to one side, and the curse went past him, hitting the stone wall behind him.

"Raging, incompetent, stupid swine?" Jon cocked his head and looked at Alecto Carrow.

"Does the bloodline's superiority mean that purebloods all have big appetites than the rest of us and can waste more food to get fat? If so, I suggest you aim the tip of your wand at yourself when using the killing curse, what's the point of living besides being a shame?"

"Kill him!!!"

She felt that this professor is not as serious and dignified as she pictured?

"See?" Jon didn't care what Hermione was thinking, his voice echoed throughout the entire entrance hall, "The so-called purebloods are only noble because they can use evil Unforgivable Curses to determine the life and death of others, and when they're not in a position to do so, they behave as ridiculously as snotty buggers."

"This status is not something they rightfully earned, this is them whitewashing their slavery, disguising their privilege, and adding a crowning justification for their oppression!"

The half-blood students hiding at the far back of the great hall, in the stairway, on one side of the corridor all heard Jon's words, and they stared in stupefaction at the boy who looked down on all the people, and many of them had seen him doing slave-like work in the common lavatory the other day.

A clear bird's cry sounded in the entrance hall.

Fawkes' bright red figure finally emerged, and it swept an emotionless glance at the students and professors below with those golden pupils, then swung its wings and landed on Jon's shoulders.

The thunderous voices of the Carrow siblings exploded as countless spells flew towards him.

But no matter how they roared, there is no way to suppress the last words left by Jon as he and Hermione went along with Fawkes as they turned into a golden red ray of light, breaking through the huge cage and returning to a wider world of freedom.

"Being a slave, although it is unfortunate, is not terrible, because if you know how to struggle, there is still a hope of breaking free after all; but if you feel the pleasure, awe, and intoxication from the life of a slave, then you are doomed to be a slave for all eternity!"

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[Author:]

I remember seeing these words in a school book, I don't know if it's still around, but it was very touching.

Also, I really do not want to break the chapter and create a cliff, but the climax of the plot is about 20,000 words, I simply can't write it all in one day, I really have tried my best to write more, and the early update of the chapter is to prove that I really don't want to break the chapter in a cliff; it's just it takes time to write it, as a result, more people cursing me, don't scold me, I am going to be cursed silly, which author doesn't want to write the climax directly, but it really can't be helped () I'm not sure how to do it.

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