I swung a sword at Hogwarts

With the details added, all that's left is to pour the molten mithril into it.

There are six slots reserved on this hand for placing gems.

Well, it looks like the infinity glove of some purple potato spirit.

While waiting for it to melt, John had already finished the details of the silver hand.

This thing he called the Limited Glove was not simple. It could be said to be the strongest alchemical item John could make at this time.

As the mithril melted, John poured it into the mold.

At the same time, John stretched out a hand and added some magic to it.

The liquid solidified and cooled, the mold was knocked open, and a delicate silver arm appeared in front of him.

Insert the magic crystal and the gem of the spell ring into the six grooves above.

John grabbed the silver hand with his right hand, and it shattered on the spot.

Then the broken pieces followed John's right arm and finally, his right hand turned silver.

The patterns on the arms are delicate and luxurious, and the gems highlight their nobility.

I moved my hands and didn't feel any blockage.

Clenching his fist and unclenching it, staring at the burning stove, John reached in without hesitation.

The scorching flames were hot enough to melt steel, but John didn't even frown.

The flames burned, but not only did it not melt, John even felt it was cool and comfortable.

"The body is weak, but the machine rises."

Raising an eyebrow, John took out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the things around him suddenly floated up.

"Although it's just a basic levitation spell and armor spell, it's still useful."

A white ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand, and John aimed it at a table.

The ball of light instantly shattered the table, and John nodded with satisfaction.

He put his hand down, and the silver above quickly flowed to his fingers, and finally condensed into a silver ring on his middle finger.

One silver and one black, the two rings on the right hand are particularly eye-catching.

John took off his silver ring and put it in his pocket.

He fantasized about creating the Philosopher's Stone someday, and then this thing would really become a magic version of the Infinity Gauntlet.

Walking out of the secret room, John walked through the secret room of the Star Society.

Heinrich looked up at John and asked, "Okay?"

"All right."

John was not wearing a wizard robe, but a vest suit with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

Seeing Heinrich staring at the Firebolt in the secret room, John raised his lips and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Heinrich retracted his gaze, lowered his head and said, "Not necessary."

With Edgar's financial resources, he could still afford a firebolt.

John had a headache, put on his wizard robe, and said, "Follow me."

Heinrich followed behind without asking.

After arriving at the Room of Requirement, John opened the door that appeared out of thin air and took Heinrich in.

Inside was a dueling arena, and Heinrich's golden eyes moved slightly.

John walked up first, followed by Heinrich.

"You don't need the Firebolt, so I will train you to become stronger."

John smiled and saluted like a gentleman.

Heinrich's eyes gradually became fanatical.

It turns out that only fighting can make Edgar happy.

John smiled slightly. This was unfortunate. He had no lack of strength.

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Chapter 144: Burning Money and Fairy Magic

On the last day of Christmas, Heinrich fought like a mad dog.

He was extremely talented in fire magic, and bats of fire spewed out of his wand and flew towards John.

John pursed his lips, raised his hand and turned the stone pillar into two big dogs to block the way, then he seized the opportunity and pointed his wand at Heinrich's feet.

The ground below him collapsed and Heinrich grabbed the edge before falling.

The uneven wooden splinters pierced into Heinrich's palm, and blood flowed down his hand.

As he climbed up, John had already condensed a ball of water and smashed it heavily on Heinrich.

The water prison spell trapped Heinrich, and the air in his mouth and nose was replaced by water. A second before he fainted, John broke the spell.

Heinrich fell to the ground wet, and John walked over and pulled him up.

"Your strength has improved a lot." John praised.

This is no consolation. Compared to his time at Durmstrang, Heinrich's strength has improved a lot.

It is also because of the existence of John as an opponent that his reaction speed and spell level have been enhanced.

The fanaticism in his eyes was like that of a faithful believer. Heinrich smiled at John, which, combined with his pale and sickly face, gave him a sense of yandereness.

End of a day's training.

The two separated and John headed to the Gryffindor common room.

After giving the command, he walked straight in.

The originally deserted lounge was now filled with people, who were sharing their experiences during the holidays.

Seeing John come in, the lounge suddenly became quiet.

Crookshanks was not surprised and was already waiting by the fireplace in the lounge.

When it saw John, it ran over.

John scooped up Crookshanks and stroked the fluffy hair.

He smiled and said, "You guys continue."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Those left in the Gryffindor common room looked at each other in bewilderment.

Taking Crookshanks outside, John let go of his hand and Crookshanks jumped down and left without looking back.

"You really show no mercy at all."

Shaking his head, John thought that all the cat strips he had eaten were wasted.

Basil flew over and brought a package with him.

John opened the package and found a book covered with fire dragon skin inside.

"Tang Mi is still efficient."

Seeing this old book, John praised it.

He had been looking for traces of ancient magic, and finally saw the second one besides the blood curse.

Ancient Fairy Magic Records

This is a book that Tangmi retrieved from Egypt. This book is also thousands of years old.

It records fairy magic.

In John's eyes, there was a fluorescent mark on the cover of the book.

Only he can see the emerald green fluorescence, which is an ancient magic mark.

Fairy magic is mostly primitive elements, and John reached out and touched the mark.

A memory of the goblin drilled into John's mind, and he stood there for three seconds to digest it.

"Coin spell?"

He looked a little strange as he recalled the scene he had just seen.

A goblin held Gallon in his hand, and when Gallon disappeared out of thin air, the broken vase in front of him automatically repaired.

This is not elemental magic, but more like a rule magic.

"The more you pay, the more you get." After thinking about it carefully, John understood the magic.

A big reason why ancient magic is ancient is because of some strange rules.

This kind of money transaction is also very interesting. Coins that cannot be minted by themselves must be currency in circulation.

John opened the book and studied, and after an afternoon of trying, he finally succeeded.

Holding a Galleon, he looked at the shattered cup and cast the coin spell.

Garlon disappeared out of thin air, and the cup in front of him was repairing itself visibly.

"Why do you feel like you've lost out?"

Looking at this cup that he bought for 10 Knuts in Diagon Alley, it seemed like a big loss as he spent 1 Galleon to repair it.

It has to be said that it has to be a goblin, even if it is magic, it has to be a trick with hidden tricks.

Remembering that he had also smashed a Quidditch goal, John picked up a bag of Galleons and went over.

John originally wanted to repair it that day, but unfortunately, under his level 4 crushing spell, the damaged things were basically irreparable.

Before anyone else noticed, John arrived at the Quidditch pitch.

There were originally three goals on each side, standing on the court like a fork.

Now, of the three goals on the right, only one of them has a pole left.

John walked over and grabbed a few Galleons, casting a Coin Charm at the same time.

The Galleons in his hands disappeared one by one, and at the same time, the goal shattered by the Shattering Spell was gradually repaired.

Pieces of broken wood chips flew over, and the five Galleons in John's hand were used up, and the goal was half restored.

John added another ten Galleons and the goal was repaired.

"The repair level is higher than the repair spell."

John was surprised to see the goal that was exactly the same as before it was smashed.

If this is the case, does it mean that even if I encounter a curse that cannot be cured by ordinary means, I can use the coin spell to cure it?

In order to calm down his excitement, John needs to go through a few more experiments.

However, this coin spell is really expensive. It cost 15 Galleons just to build a goal.

If you didn't have a big family, you probably wouldn't be able to afford it.

It's not like he hadn't tried using other things to replace coins, such as gold made from magic crystals, but that thing couldn't be used.

“You must first give value before you can create value.”

After understanding it, John opened the "Record of Ancient Fairy Magic" and read it for a while. In addition to the coin spell, the book also recorded a thunder magic.

John has tested it, the power is considerable, and the most important thing is that it is very cool.

After closing the book, John walked back to the dormitory with a dark face and an empty purse.

He wanted to use the coin spell to repair his right hand, but the money was gone and his right hand was not repaired at all.

"The soul cannot be repaired."

John looked at the empty bag again and couldn't help but curse the elf for being such a jerk.