I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The Cruciatus Curse fell and John's body twitched violently.

The heart-wrenching feeling drained the color from his face, and his mental magic was activated.

"not enough."

John pretended to raise his wand, and sure enough, Neville cast the Cruciatus Curse again.

The body twitched in pain and the wand loosened and fell.

John was pale as a flash, but there was still mockery in his eyes.

"It's you, it's all you!"

Neville was close to madness, and the Cruciatus Curse was cast again and again, trying to return all the pain to John.

Even John couldn't help but groan.

The power of the Cruciatus Curse was still increasing. His bones felt like they were being eaten by ants, and his heart was pierced by a sharp knife, gouging out his flesh and blood.

"Is that all, Neville? Is that all you can do?"

The mental magic was constantly modulating, and John used words to stimulate Neville, causing him to lose his mind.

He had completely ignored the fact that he was using the Unforgivable Curse, and cast the Cruciatus Curse over and over again, seemingly wanting to kill John in agony.

John's mind was in a mess and his consciousness became blurred.

He could no longer speak and could only let out meaningless screams.

Fortunately, I had arranged the Heart of Silence in advance, otherwise the sound would have already spread out of the Screaming Shack by now.

Percy was woken up, he was in a daze.

He saw Neville using his wand to cast the Cruciatus Curse on John again and again.

He suddenly came to his senses and tried to stop Neville.

But as soon as the thought came to his mind, he saw John's painful and determined face.

He seemed to be saying, don't let my efforts go to waste.

"Damn it!"

Percy's nails dug into his palms, blood oozed from between his fingers, and his eyes were red.

He couldn't stop Neville, and that would mean John would fail.

Just after Neville used the Cruciatus Curse again, John completely lost consciousness.

A bloody thread appeared on his body and the Longbottoms.

Under the guidance of blood, mental magic opens up empathy.

Countless broken fragments were scattered in the space, like a falling snow.

John saw it, it was countless memories belonging to the Longbottoms.

They are like torn photos, with pieces scattered and unable to be pieced together.

"It's a huge project." John couldn't help rubbing his chest.

The pain continued there, and each time it made him turn paler.

"That is to say, I have to continue to receive the Cruciatus Curse until this place is repaired."

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was really afraid that he would be killed by Neville's Cruciatus Curse by accident.

It's not impossible, after all, he used Neville's parents as a threat.

Picking up a fragment, it was a picture of Mr. Longbottom in his school uniform.

John continued searching, piecing together the scattered fragments.

He closed his eyes, and golden threads appeared at his fingertips.

With a wave of his hand, the fragments pulled by the silk thread flew together.

"Using blood can be faster."

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace.

The Longbottoms' memories were being restored scene by scene.

outside world.

Navish was tired. He looked at John who had fainted, and there was anger in his eyes.

Waving the wand in his hand, he said to himself: "John, all this is because of you. You forced me to do this."

"I'd rather everyone remember John Wick as a protector than let them know your true identity."

A feeling of sadness surged in his heart, and Neville couldn't imagine how sad it would be if the people in the Star Society knew that John was just using them.

In that case, let yourself bear the blame.

Let it all end.

He closed his eyes, as if he had finally made up his mind.

"Expelliarmus"

When he was about to strike, his body was knocked away by a strong force.

Neville opened his eyes in disbelief and saw Percy, who was intact, pointing his wand at him.

At this moment, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Percy, aren't you dead?"

As if he couldn't figure it all out, Neville saw Percy hastily rummaging through his small bag.

He took out two bottles of potion with the word Longbottom written on them, opened them and fed the potions to the Longbottom couple.

After the potion was poured in, a faint halo appeared around the Longbottom couple.

Neville stared at the scene blankly, his brain seemed to be insufficient.

Percy paced back and forth, his voice anxiously saying, "Please, John, you have to wake up!"

After giving John the potion with Wick's name on it, Percy was like an irritable monkey, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.

The fluorescence on the Longbottom couple became brighter and brighter, and a mist of light emanated from their bodies.

In the light fog, scenes flashed by as if at double speed.

That was the life of the Longbottoms.

Neville finally reacted, he staggered to his feet and came over here.

"Percy, what is this?"

Percy looked at John who was unconscious and felt some resentment towards Neville. He said loudly in annoyance: "Didn't you see that John was treating your parents!"

"B-but...he clearly said he wanted to make mom and dad disappear forever."

"That's just to provoke you." Percy shook his head and said, "We never hated you. We just had to do this to make you cruel."

Neville collapsed and looked at his hands, wondering what he had done.

"No matter how much you're targeted, your Star Badge hasn't been taken away, right?" Percy sighed.

Yes, the Star Badge is still there.

With tears streaming down his cheeks, Neville stared blankly at the light mist on his parents' bodies, and then at John who was still unconscious.

He finally understood that all this was to help himself.

Regret flooded his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

He punched the floor again and again, blood oozing out of his fists.

"Don't do this, Neville." Percy couldn't bear to watch it anymore and stopped him from hurting himself.

He stopped Neville and scolded, "Don't let John's efforts go to waste!"

Neville finally stopped and knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

...

Just as John was thinking about how to repair all the fragments, a burst of raindrops emitting white light came to the rescue.

"It's Percy."

Knowing that Percy had given the Longbottoms the drug, the fragments touched by the raindrops flew up, and he reached out to gather the fragments together, and they would be repaired when they touched together.

More and more debris flew up, and John was a little flustered.

He felt a constant pain in his chest and his eyelids felt heavy.

"It's because of the Cruciatus Curse."

He bit his lip to sober himself up.

As he continued to repair it, a surge of strength flowed into his body.

It is a recovery potion I prepared myself.

The power entered the body, making John spiritual.

He quickened his pace, and the fragments came together, gradually converging into a giant family portrait.

It was a family of three, Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom, with a baby in the lady's arms.

Neville Longbottom.

The rain fell again, and the cracks in the fragments were repaired by the rain.

John raised his hand and drew the rain into his palm, forming a small snake-like needle line.

The needle and thread shuttled through each piece, mending and sewing the pieces together.

The repair is two-thirds done.

Debris continued to fall from the sky, and this time, the debris was black.

When John touched the fragments, the crazy woman's wild laughter and questioning rang out.

Mr. Longbottom's unyielding spirit brought him the torture of the Cruciatus Curse.

The couple fell to the ground and the crazy woman continued to torture them.

This is the memory of the Longbottoms being tortured by the Death Eaters.

John was trying to piece it together, but he found himself being ostracized.

"No, I'm going to be kicked out."

He increased the power of his mental magic to stabilize his body.

Immediately he sped up and repaired the falling fragments.

If John couldn't get out before the Longbottoms woke up, his consciousness would most likely be left here forever.

The space was shaking more and more violently, and the feeling of rejection almost squeezed and deformed John's body.

He knew that the Longbottoms would soon wake up.

Gritting his teeth, he repaired the last tenth of the fragments.

The moment it was repaired, the entire space burst into a bright white light and engulfed John.

The Longbottoms woke up.

...

Chapter 218 Awakening and Price

Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom woke up, with confusion in their eyes, as if they didn't know how they ended up here.

"Neville?"

Mr. Longbottom saw Neville, even though Neville was still young in the year of the accident.

But in his mind, he remembered Neville coming to visit him every year, and his confused state disappeared.