I swung a sword at Hogwarts

In addition, some of the letters Basil brought back were sent by Tangmi.

Basil must have seen it and brought it here.

It says above that the investigation of Riddle's ancestral home and orphanage has begun.

John had reminded us that as long as we found something, we would just need to inform them and there was no need to investigate.

There is only one last name, and considering the scale of Johnny Silver's power now, it is only a matter of time to find it out.

At the same time, there was another thing. Barty Crouch had not been home for a while due to official business. When he returned this time, he found that his house had been invaded.

"Something happened to old Batty's family?"

John frowned. Old Batty was busy with official duties recently, and his son was not at home, so he basically did not go home.

Moreover, he expelled the house-elves, eliminating the possibility of the house-elves returning.

Is it aimed at old Batty, or is there another plan?

...

Chapter 199: Magic Level 5 and Fiery Level 5

Harry had been corresponding quite frequently lately, and he and Sirius were talking to each other.

Before school started, his wound started to hurt and he saw something in his dream.

He told Sirius about the pain in his scar, and Sirius was worried about him.

He originally wanted to tell Sirius about the dream, but then he remembered what Malfoy said.

"Potter, you should be confronting me instead of your new babysitter."

He hated Malfoy, but his words made Harry waver a little.

He had indeed troubled too many people, and Hermione wanted to persuade him to tell Dumbledore.

Harry felt that he shouldn't trouble Dumbledore too much.

In the end, he just told Sirius that it was just a psychological effect, which made Sirius half-believing and half-doubting.

Hermione dragged Harry to work on the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association. For just two Sickles, one could join, and the money could be used for publicity and promotion.

Unfortunately, even though it is so cheap, still no one is joining.

There are also a large number of people who think that the three of them are crazy, and the most arrogant one among them is Malfoy.

He often laughed at Harry for holding the money jar like a beggar.

This made Harry feel very embarrassed.

As he said this, Malfoy would lean over, stare at the badge with SPEW on it and laugh, and sarcastically show off the exquisite, beautiful star badge.

The stars on the badge will change.

Ron said angrily, "The Stars Club must be pretty bad to let someone like Malfoy in."

Professor McGonagall had given them so much homework that she was almost burying them in it.

Whenever they complained, Professor McGonagall would always look like she was doing this for their own good.

Because they will take the OWL exam next school year.

This exam is very important.

Today is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Actually, the last class was very interesting.

Especially for boys of this age, it is a very cool thing to be able to see the three unforgivable curses.

Apart from being able to see it in class, it can probably only be seen among dark wizards and in Azkaban.

However, Professor Moody surprisingly announced that he would cast the Imperius Curse on each student in turn to demonstrate the power of the spell and see if they could resist its effects.

Using the Unforgivable Curses on students, even the first class at the beginning of the semester was not as crazy as this one.

Hermione thought this was too much and questioned it.

"Dumbledore wants you to feel it," Moody turned his magic eyes to stare at Hermione and said, "If you are willing to learn in a more cruel way, wait for others to read this spell to you, and control you completely in the palm of your hand."

"That's great, I agree, you can go."

Hermione's face turned red and she lowered her head. In fact, she didn't want to miss this class.

After all, this was a practice session on the Imperius Curse, and there was nothing like that in other classes.

John was a little confused. Would Dumbledore agree?

Moody moved all the tables to the sides and looked around, as if he was choosing who would be the best person to come.

"Wick, you've been under this spell before, you should understand it."

He looked at John, as if he wanted John to come first.

Malfoy's face was full of anger, and he wanted to rush up to Moody and question him loudly. This was naked revenge!

John looked calm and indifferent as he stood up and walked in front of Moody.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Moody’s eyes were full of research.

Pointing his wand at John's chest, he said: "Imperio"

Having your soul taken away is a strange feeling, and John experienced this feeling in first grade.

After reciting the spell, Moody's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, and he controlled John to go dance ballet.

When this thought came to his mind, John looked at him calmly, as if he was looking at a fool.

"I think I've passed." With a calm expression, John was not at all controlled.

This shocked Moody. What a strong personality this must have.

"If this is all I have to say for this class, I think I can go get busy with other things."

John glanced at Moody lightly. He could clearly see the mockery in the other's eyes, but he didn't show any expression and walked out of the classroom amid everyone's shocked and admiring gazes.

John had never had a good impression of Moody since the beginning of the school year.

Originally, I had some respect for the legendary Auror.

Unfortunately, he indiscriminately stood up for Harry and lost all his goodwill.

Moody's face twitched and he just watched John leave the classroom.

Malfoy was secretly pleased to see this.

Moody gloomily called the other students over and asked them to take turns using the Imperius Curse.

At first, some students thought they could be like John, but after being cursed, some started singing, some started dancing, and some even thought they were squirrels.

It was Malfoy's turn, and he was full of contempt for those students.

It's so shameful that you don't even have this little self-control!

"I'm a horse fork worm."

Malfoy squatted there, his shoulders shaking as if he was dancing.

You know what, it's quite pretty.

The dancing cricket is a type of insect that can dance. It behaves in a frivolous manner and can't help but stop and show off even when being chased by hunters.

So some wizards would say "horse fork worm" meaningfully when scolding someone.

"Potter."

Harry shuddered when his name was called and saw Malfoy dancing there.

...

John left the classroom not for nothing, but for something big.

He's going to upgrade.

It’s less than ten o’clock. Instead of hanging around in the classroom, I might as well get promoted first.

After going out, he went straight to the Room of Requirement.

After starting the workout, as he finished his last sit-up, he heard the sound of an upgrade.

[Ding, magic power upgraded successfully, current magic power level 5]

Without stopping, John completed the rest of the exercises.

When everything was finished, he wiped the sweat off his face.

Looking at his panel, he found that upgrading his magic to level 5 required 10000 experience points, which gave him a headache.

"How long will it take to master this skill just by exercising?" He looked distressed.

Although there is no hope of becoming invincible immediately, at least you have to be able to protect yourself from Voldemort.

He estimated that only at level 6 would he be able to fight Voldemort head-on.

The odds of winning or losing are now 70-70. He spends three minutes and the food is 70-70 done.

A real man should last at least three minutes.

"I hope Voldemort won't be resurrected so soon." John sighed.

The magic level was upgrading slowly, so John had to rely on his own skills.

There are two random points left, and you still need to be cautious when using skills on them.

"Is there a skill that can kill all beings with one strike?"

Staring at the spell list, John searched.

"Hey, Fiendfyre has upgraded?"

Seeing Li Huo’s current level, he has reached level 5.

He was stunned. If he had to say which spell was the least used, it would definitely be Fiendfyre.

The other spells are easy to deal with, but the Fiendfyre is extremely powerful. It will either kill or injure the target once it appears, and it is difficult to control.

Unexpectedly, as the magic power increased, the fierce fire also increased.

"If we use fierce fire, can it be considered that all beings are equal?"

Considering the power of the Fiendfyre, it could even burn down the Room of Requirement.

This is a summoned flame, and the user's control over it does not affect its power.

Touching his chin, John suddenly felt that this was a good idea.

By releasing the Fiery Flame, he would confirm his identity as a dark wizard.

There will be a lot of troubles later.

Other spells such as the Crushing Spell, although powerful, still have trouble ensuring equality for all living beings.

The Avada Kedavra curse looks good, but it is still not enough to deal with Voldemort.

"Transfiguration can be focused on upgrading."

After looking at it for a while, John closed the panel.

Now that his magic power has been upgraded, the power of his spells has also been greatly enhanced.

He experimented with using Fiendfyre, and it was clearly easier to control this time than in second grade.

"Is it because of elemental magic?"

Turning off the Fiendfyre, John felt his magic power draining away quickly.

When I walked out of the Request Room, it was just time to end the get out of class.

Heading to lunch, John heard Malfoy yelling.

Malfoy pretended to be a horse fork worm and performed a dance in class.

He broke free later, but he couldn't help but suspect that Moody did it on purpose.

Daphne also had a look of disgust on her face. After being cast under the Imperius Curse, she actually dressed up as a bunny in public.