I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Then Viscount Black Iron is really a big victim.

He walked up the spiral staircase. The entire tower was made of solid black stone.

John walked up step by step.

...

"Has anyone of you been to Kangsang's wizard tower?" Alexi asked.

The uncles looked at each other in amazement. Their trials were all just ruthless task machines with basically no exploration.

Even Andre had never been there. He had killed the banshee and left.

As for the wizard tower, even if you are curious, you cannot enter it.

Because the closed door cannot be opened.

Who would have thought that you could go in under the statue in the Viscount's house.

Things turned out to be somewhat beyond the uncles' expectations.

Because this is not a kind of trial.

...

John walked all the way up.

He now misses his shooting star shoes.

Unfortunately, after entering this world, the shoes, like other magic props, lost their function.

Today's Meteor Shoes are at best beautifully crafted and durable shoes.

Walk down to the fifth floor of the wizard tower.

This place has a total of ten floors, each with a lot of space.

On the fifth floor of the wizard tower, John saw many books.

This seems to be a library, and the towering bookshelves even require a ladder to climb up.

There are also many tables, which can also be used as classrooms.

In the middle is a dry pool and a crucible on the table.

There are gemstones everywhere on the walls and the ground.

John casually raised his staff and struck the ground.

A magical scene happened, the lines on the ground lit up

Those lines connected the gems, lighting up the gems.

With this, the entire space lit up.

A figure was sitting in front of a table. The figure was wearing a loose wizard robe and even his head was covered by a hood.

John could confirm that it was alive.

Because John saw the man's fingers move.

"You, the demon hunter."

The voice sounded, it was a man.

The man slowly stood up.

"You sent me a suitable body."

The man turned around slowly, revealing a mask under his hood that covered his entire face.

Blood was oozing from the eyes of the mask, and the man's body felt limp, as if he had no bones.

John looked at the other person calmly and raised his hand to perform the magic of capturing objects.

Such an impact could knock the person away in an instant.

But this time, only clothes were flying.

A humanoid figure stood there, covered in blood, which went through the clothes.

The body suddenly exploded and turned into a blood curtain that swallowed John.

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Chapter 393 I Evaporated the Vampire

The lit gem clearly illuminated the outline of the man, who looked more like a ghost than a human.

Blood was oozing from the eyes of the mask, and underneath the robe that was propped up was blood without bones or flesh.

John stood there, facing a vampire in wizard robes.

His eyes turned gray as he foresaw the consequences of his actions.

"Physically ineffective?"

In the foreseen scenario, using object capture magic would only knock off the opponent's clothes.

It's like water, it will flow out from your fingertips and you can't catch it.

So John didn't attack, he held the staff in his left hand and the sword in his right.

"Who are you?" John could tell from the previous conversation that this guy was an intelligent being.

The vampire was surprised by John's patience, which was different from the impatient witchers he knew.

"This is the tower built by my ancestors," the vampire slowly approached John, "and you, demon hunter, broke into my tower."

When they got to the right distance, the vampire bared his fangs and revealed his true intentions.

The body suddenly exploded and turned into a blood curtain that swallowed John.

"As a price, you will pay everything!"

The huge blood curtain has the ability to penetrate every pore and replace the bodies of others. It is an evil thing.

But John had already foreseen this move.

The same move will not work a second time on the Demon Hunter.

John, the wizard, approved.

He struck the ground with his staff, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, and an ancient sound came out of his mouth.

“Incendio”

At the head of the staff, a flame transformed into a huge fireball, hitting the blood curtain.

It was like pouring cold water on a red-hot iron plate; the sizzling sound of the evaporating blood was accompanied by screams.

"Do not--!"

"How do you know magic?!"

The vampire screamed in horror, "You're not a demon hunter, you're a wizard!"

The vampire never dreamed that a demon hunter would cast magic in front of him.

In his opinion, demon hunters rely more on swords and various weapons.

As someone who can ignore physical damage, it is easy for me to deal with the demon hunter.

Unfortunately, he met John, who did not follow the beaten path.

As a wizard, John manipulated the staff and kept the flame burning until the vampire was roasted and evaporated.

This scene left John's uncles completely speechless.

It was also the first time they saw a vampire, but their demon hunter's combat instincts told them.

To deal with such a thing, they need to pay a heavy price.

And there is a high probability that you will be killed.

This doesn’t mean that they are not strong enough, but that they have encountered someone who is their natural nemesis.

Vampires are like water, immune to physical attacks.

All the attacks from the demon hunter were restrained.

But John has no moral principles. He is a demon hunter on the surface, but he actually has magic in his heart.

This is the biggest reason for the vampire's defeat.

Underestimating the enemy leads to defeat.

In order to ensure that the vampire would die completely, John also burned the robe.

A drop of blood was hidden under the table, moving towards the bookshelf.

"Impossible. How could I, the great Blood Duke, die like this?"

The blood let out an unwilling growl. He had waited for a long time and finally found an opportunity to get out.

He lost his body in order to get in here, and his retreat was blocked.

The demon hunter's body gave him hope of returning to his peak, but a fire spell from John destroyed everything.

He was unwilling to give up. He knew that he was immortal and as long as he survived and waited for the next opening of the wizard tower, he would still have a chance.

Thinking of this, Blood Duke was about to reach the bottom of the bookshelf.

With the bookshelf as cover, he would be safe.

Seeing that survival was in sight, a red-hot sharp blade accurately pierced into the drop of blood, blocking his possibility of survival.

The scorching heat evaporates the blood drops quickly.

John pulled out the blade and thought to himself, "What on earth is this thing that can move with only one drop of blood left?"

There was no record of this thing in his knowledge. Perhaps it was a curse, similar to the Bloodborne curse.

After the blood drop evaporated, a red light appeared out of nowhere and fell onto the sword.

The third rune was lit up.

John was stunned. In his opinion, this guy was a little weird, but he could be dealt with by a fire spell. Maybe he was just a "small monster" or something like that.

As a result, the third one was lit up at once, which means that this is at least a trial BOSS.

"Too weak." John felt that Malfoy could be easily defeated.

The fifth level, which was lit up, was not affected during the battle.

The lines seemed to be guiding John, flashing in one direction.

"Is it because of the staff?" He felt that everything was related to the staff in his hand.

Following the direction of the light, the bookshelves spread out to both sides.

As John delved deeper into it, some books caught his attention.

"This is a rune." John raised his hand and summoned a book.

Runes were recorded on it, and after many bookshelves were moved, they formed a formation.

Runes are ancient characters. It is not surprising that they appear here. On the contrary, they aroused John's interest.

A platform connected by crystal and black stone is left in the middle.

On the table, there is an embedded opening that matches this staff.

Arriving here, John naturally would not give up.

He placed the staff in his hand on it, and drew out his own wand, standing alert.

After the staff was embedded in it, the crystal glowed.

The colored lights from numerous gemstones were twisted by a force and headed toward the head of the staff.

The head of the staff is a grayish-white diamond-shaped stone. After being injected with gem energy, the diamond casts a mark on the ground.

The mark quickly shrank and turned into an 8-shaped silver key necklace suspended in the air.