I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Daphne blushed and John heard her agree.

A look of delight appeared on his face as he approached Daphne, and as Daphne watched, he took out his wand.

"I need some of your blood, and I need you to let go of your resistance to me."

"That's it?" Daphne asked in confusion.

John was even more confused, "What else?"

"Then why did you meet here?" Daphne asked a soul-searching question.

John said as a matter of course without thinking, "It's quiet here and you won't be disturbed. The Star Club is also OK, but this is related to the Greengrass family's secrets."

He was thinking about Daphne, after all, the curse was a private family matter.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Daphne's eyes, and John began to check as well.

He took a drop of Daphne's blood and looked for the curse on Daphne.

In the palm of his hand, the suspended blood quickly dried up and the vitality was sucked away.

Daphne felt a little uncomfortable, as if the energy was being drained from her.

His eyebrows twitched, and he cursed the blood.

"The soul is back."

Daphne felt her body becoming lightheaded, and when she looked down, she saw her body lying down.

The out-of-body state made her feel wonderful, and at the same time her soul was presented to John without reservation.

But John's face did not look good, the curse was hidden in his soul.

"Soul surgery? No, I can't."

The curse is attached to the soul, and the only way to heal it is to perform soul surgery again.

This is not an easy thing, he needs to be more prepared.

Let the soul return to Daphne's body.

John closed his eyes and thought for a while, trying to come up with the best solution.

"The curse is attached to the soul, but perhaps because the time has not come, it is not active."

This is not good news. The curse seems to have fallen into hibernation, and in this state, it has almost merged with the soul.

The best approach is to wait until the curse becomes active, otherwise soul surgery cannot be performed.

Mr. Greengrass said that this curse is probabilistic and he doesn't know when it will break out.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that after the age of thirty, the activity of this curse will decrease to almost zero.

"During the dormant period, it's best to treat it when the curse starts to become active." John said to Daphne, "This curse is fatal if it appears before the age of thirty."

Hearing that the curse existed made Daphne's heart clench.

But there is still one person among the Greengrass women.

She thought of her sister and asked hurriedly, “What about Astoria?”

"It also needs to be checked, but there is a high probability that she also has a curse." John felt that this was not a probabilistic curse, but that all of it existed but had not been triggered.

He had wanted to confirm Astoria's subsequent treatment procedures by treating Daphne, but now it seemed that he could only drug her.

After a few days, Astoria was also diagnosed with the curse.

And he is slowly waking up.

The soul potion that John had prepared before could not be used. That thing healed the soul, and the curse connected to the soul would only become more powerful.

He began to search through books and research papers, looking for a way to remove the curse before severing his soul.

Because of this, he has been missing for nearly a week.

Umbridge was so angry that she wanted to find fault, but was pushed back by Slytherin.

After all, each of these children has a powerful force behind them, and Umbridge is helpless.

None of the professors took it seriously, and the student was more than qualified to graduate directly.

midnight.

John was looking for books about the soul level in the restricted section.

Curses are extremely difficult to deal with in the wizarding world. Gringotts even has a profession of curse breakers who are specifically used to deal with curses in ancient tombs.

Bloodborne is the most difficult of all curses. John put down a book and frowned.

...

Chapter 326 Mysterious Letter and Sizzling Honey Candy

2 month.

Malfoy provokes Harry on a daily basis.

The Star Society continues to operate as usual.

Dumbledore's Army continues training.

Everything seemed to continue in order.

Umbridge made the discipline at Hogwarts very tight, and later on, even the faculty chose not to talk in the staff room.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout were talking in front of the Charms classroom. The students in the castle had been suffering from Umbridge for a long time.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore still won't show up.

This is a good thing for John.

Oz Hild walked through the corridor impatiently, a pack of cigarettes in his hand, looking for a place to satisfy his craving.

When students greeted her on the road, she responded perfunctorily.

The next trip to Hogsmeade is scheduled for Valentine's Day, which shows the different love values ​​between the West and the East.

If you were this age in China, let alone Valentine's Day, it would be a question whether you could save your legs.

However, Hogwarts encourages this kind of premature love behavior. Once, Lockhart organized a Valentine's Day confession event and no one stopped him.

Neville met Luna on the road, and this weird girl made Neville feel a little helpless.

"What are you holding?" Luna looked dazed, and it seemed as if her attention was nowhere to be found.

"It's a sword," Neville scratched his head, walked with Luna, and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

"Emm..." Luna didn't say where she was going.

She promised to keep it secret.

But this could easily be misunderstood. Neville felt that he was meddling and apologized quickly, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

By the way, Neville was the only one in the dormitory who did not join Dumbledore's Army, and he was not present in the bar when it was first established.

Holding the Sword of Marvolo, Neville came to the eighth floor.

He turned in the other direction, and Luna hopped over to a door and entered.

Neville looked back, but Luna was gone.

Out of curiosity, he walked past a huge tapestry and then turned back to stop.

He couldn't remember when there was a door here.

After staying for a while, he prepared to go over and take a look.

With his hand on the door, he looked down and saw the red gem light up.

"Where is this place?" Neville was shocked and wanted to go in.

The door began to disappear and turned into a wall.

Neville was stunned for a moment, and the red light dimmed.

"Just like at St. Mungo's." Neville looked at the gem on the sword and then at the disappearing door.

He felt that he was about to find it.

Although John didn't tell him what to look for.

But there seems to be guidance from somewhere.

He paused for a moment and then left.

...

John's research came to a standstill. He swept the parchment off the table and sat there rubbing his brow.

"This curse is different from the blood curse. The blood curse devours, while this one destroys."

Picked up a piece of parchment, on which was written and erased many times.

Neither he nor Daphne told Astoria how serious the inspection was. John put the parchment into an envelope, called Basil and said, "Send it to Damo Alex."

Basil ate a small dried fish, picked up the letter and flew away.

"I need a change of mood." John muttered to himself and walked out of the dormitory.

He passed the common room where Malfoy was playing Goyle and Crabbe with the Gobstones.

This thing would spray foul-smelling gas at the loser. Gore was stinking and it looked like he had lost quite a few times.

The Slytherin Quidditch team had a rare break, so a group of people gathered together to relax.

John walked out of the lounge and along the corridor.

He had no purpose, just came out to breathe fresh air and find inspiration.

As he walked, he came to the covered bridge.

Few people come to this place.

He leaned against the covered bridge, his mind completely empty.

There were some benefits to being at Hogwarts.

For example, he is not afraid of being suddenly attacked here.

Although there is the troublesome Umbridge this year, the academic atmosphere is improving.

At least there won’t be so many students daydreaming during class.

Feeling the moist wind blowing on his face from the covered bridge, John looked down at the water below.

He had come to Hogwarts by boat from there in his first year.

"It feels like an eternity has passed." A trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes.

Looking up, a barn owl flew over.

The owl landed on the handrail of the covered bridge and handed a letter to John.

After doing all this, the owl flew up and quickly disappeared.

"No signature?"

John stared at the envelope.

The envelope was black, a color few people would use to deliver letters.

After checking to make sure there was no curse or other magic attached, John opened it.

Inside was a small card with only one sentence on it.

"Live to die."

John's pupils contracted as he stared at the card.

He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the card.

"Appear."

Looking at the card, under the magic, the card did not change at all.