I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He stared at John and said in a trembling voice, "You are an accidental child, Yadani."

Alpha wolf?

An unexpected child?

John frowned, not understanding why he said that.

Alexi came out and explained: "With great power comes a vicious curse. That curse is the severance of bloodline."

"Your mother, my sister, she was once a Jovanovich, and you were born."

"Wait, so you are not grandpa's children?" John looked up at his uncles.

According to this statement, doesn't that mean my grandfather doesn't have any children?

Grandfather nodded and said, "Jovonovich never used blood as a legacy, Yadani."

"You're the only one."

John was stunned. In this case, he could really be considered an unexpected child.

He asked hurriedly: "Then my mother..."

"She used to be the best among us and the leader of the Silver Wolf family," Seryosha said with emotion. "Then she fell in love with a foreigner and gave up everything for him."

"Ahem." John coughed repeatedly when he heard the name.

Foreigner?

It's so miserable that my dad can't even have a name.

"Let's get back to the point," Grandfather looked at John, and the kindness in his voice turned serious, "Yadani Jovanovich, are you willing to accept yourself?"

Not only him, but his uncles also looked over.

Some of them are eager to take action, while others are worried.

[Ding, challenge mission begins, bloodline awakening, reward any point +1, blessing: leader]

John was silent for a moment when he heard the mission prompt, and then asked, "I want to ask, what is the mission of the demon hunter now?"

As a wizard, it's somewhat problematic that you let John hunt wizards.

"I know what you're worried about, kid." Grandfather shook his head. "You have magic in you, right?"

Apparently, the uncles discovered these things from John last time.

Grandfather smiled and said, "We are not stubborn. The birth of witchers is inseparable from wizards."

"In Jovanovich's history, it's more about eradicating monsters that plague the town than wizards who go to school."

After saying this, his grandfather blinked, giving John the illusion that he was facing Dumbledore.

Maybe it’s because old people like to interact with their younger generations, John hesitated for a moment.

The profession of demon hunter is about to be extinct, and my grandfather also explained the pros and cons.

The potion contains the ability to awaken bloodline power, which places a huge burden on the body.

There are pros and cons.

After John thought for a moment, he slowly nodded in response to his grandfather's expectant gaze.

Grandfather smiled, "Under the witness of the Silver Wolf, Jorvonovich's son, Yadani Jorvonovich, will undergo the Green Grass Trial."

As soon as he finished speaking, John found that the spring water in the center seemed to be boiling.

After a while, the spring water calmed down.

John walked over and felt a strange feeling that seemed to make him jump into it.

"Drink the potion, Yadani."

Grandfather whispered, and John pulled out the bottle of potion and held it in his hand.

He looked around at his uncles, and finally pulled the cork and drank the contents in one gulp.

At first there was nothing, but as time passed, John felt a sharp pain and burning sensation in his body.

Grandfather came down and stood in front of John, surrounded by his uncles.

John felt his vision blurry and he swayed twice to steady himself.

"My child Yadani, you are an unexpected child. The bloodline of the family depends on inheritance."

The old man cut the palm of his hand, and the bright red blood flowed down his palm into the spring water.

Several other uncles did the same.

The old man's blood flowed into the spring and turned into a silver wolf.

The blood of Seryosha, Valery and Boris turned into a brown bear.

Alexei and Igor's blood turned into a snake.

Andre's blood turned into a lion.

Anton and Rig's blood turned into a bloody cat.

Valentin's blood turned into a griffin.

"Jovnovich's blood protects Yadani, and the blood of the demon hunter washes away all misfortunes and curses."

As the blood entered, the spring water turned red.

John walked towards the spring in a daze.

All nine uncles knelt beside the spring at the same time, with their hands against their hearts.

Grandfather's voice became ethereal as he watched John step in.

"Let blood and fire be your strength, and step out of it to be your true self, Yadani."

The silver wolf picked up a bottle and came to his grandfather.

My grandfather took it, opened the bottle, and the black liquid inside poured into the water.

He drew out the sword that was placed beside the spring, held the sword in both hands, his face solemn.

Under the gaze of the half-kneeling witchers, his sword slashed fiercely through the stone outside the spring.

Sparks flew in.

When it came into contact with the blood-colored spring water, it turned into a burning fire, setting all the spring water on fire.

The uncles had solemn expressions on their faces, and they did not dodge even when facing the flames.

John stepped into the spring and sank. The flames burned his body, but could not harm him or wake him up.

His consciousness sank with the spring water, becoming vague and blurred.

Everything before him began to change, and changes also occurred in him.

The blood flooded his eyes like a baptism, and his consciousness gradually returned.

Along with the return of consciousness, there were also waves of sounds that went from vague to clear.

It seemed like someone was calling John's name.

"Yadani Jovanovich."

He raised his head slowly, and his vision changed from blurry to clear.

It was an ancient castle, but there was no one around.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying in the spring.

The difference is that the surroundings are dark and gloomy.

He got up and looked outside.

"Grandpa? Uncle Seryosha?" He called tentatively, but received no response.

Next to the spring, the sword was still there, as if no one had been there for a long time and it was covered with dust.

John wanted to see how much time had passed.

Just as he reached into the bag, he stopped.

A voice was getting closer and closer.

He looked up and saw a dark shadow rushing in from the tunnel.

The next second, a bloody mouth opened in front of John.

...

Chapter 386 I Entered the Trial

After a while.

John sat by the fountain, lost in thought.

"Am I wearing this?"

The strange castle made John wonder if he had traveled through time again.

He stared at the wild boar that was killed and was as tall as a man. Its sharp fangs were cut off by a sword.

The sword used was the sword beside the spring.

He raised his hand and pressed the wild boar, and the wild boar's body flew out.

"The magic is still there, which is good news."

[Ding, challenge mission, dream trial, reward any point +1]

The mission was issued, but there was no clear goal.

If John guessed correctly, this should be the work of the so-called trial.

Everything here feels very real. If John hadn't been frightened by the wild boar just now, he wouldn't have picked up the sword next to him and cut it off.

He stood up, patted his butt, and looked down at the spring.

The water inside was crystal clear and it didn't look like there was any hope of returning.

Well, as the name suggests, you have to complete the trial before going back.

Fortunately, he had his small handbag with him. When he opened it and took a look, he found that the things inside were not missing, but there were some problems.

His amulets, rings and the like were all turned into a bunch of decorations.

Picking up a ring of strike, the magic inside has disappeared.

Walking up to the wild boar, John pulled out the sword that was stuck in the wild boar.

He looked at it carefully and found some patterns on the sword, which looked like some kind of runes.

On the wild boar, a blood-red light penetrated into the sword.

The rune becomes brighter.

There are ten such runes in total.

John flicked his fingers and it appeared to be a silver sword.

He raised his hand and the scabbard embedded in the ground flew over, and he inserted the sword into it.

"That thing just now was 'experience points'?"

Feeling as if he was leveling up by beating monsters, John put the sword on his back.

Now it seems that this so-called trial is based on the standard of eradicating some magical creatures.

Walking out along the tunnel, he noticed that the murals on the walls had disappeared.

The smooth walls seemed to have never had any murals on them.

It was night when he arrived, but when he went out, he looked at the white snow outside and fell into deep thought.

A cold wind blew by, and there were signs of animal activity at the entrance of the cave.

It should have been left by the wild boar just now.