I swung a sword at Hogwarts

As the giant bear raised its head, the silver-shining blade enlarged in front of its eyes, and finally pierced into its eyes and pierced through its brain.

John was thrown out due to the twitching and struggling caused by the severe pain.

He spun in the air and landed on the ground, with the silver sword stuck in the giant bear's eyes, struggling in its death throes.

After half a minute, the giant bear finally fell down.

The surrounding area was in a mess because of the giant bear, and more than a dozen trees were broken.

"This giant bear has quite a lot of vitality." John stepped forward and pulled out the silver sword with force.

The entire sword sank into the giant bear's head. When it was pulled out, John found that the fourth rune on it lit up.

"Another trial boss?" He was surprised.

It felt like my trials were moving forward unintentionally.

Glancing at the giant bear, he thought he might be able to exchange it for some money.

The next town was less than a day's journey away, and John took some time to skin the bear.

...

Castle, next to the fountain.

"The giant bear in the forest, he finally received a normal test." Alexei said with emotion.

There are many people in Jovonovich who have experienced this trial, and Seryosha is one of them.

When facing giant bears, they like to adopt a roundabout killing tactic.

Apart from the reckless Boris, there were few people who would ride their horses and charge forward like John did.

"Smart judgment. You know the giant bear's weakness is its hind legs." Seryosha praised.

"I just don't know how far Yadani can go." said Andre.

In this dream trial, John has actually met the completion requirements.

After three trials, it will be over.

If you don't end it on your own initiative, this trial will continue.

Jovonovich is looking forward to seeing how far John can go, and is even more curious about which bloodline John will awaken.

As they expected, John arrived in the town.

...

The town is called Balvi.

After entering the town, John went to look for a place to live first.

After staying outside for a few days, John also needed to replenish some things.

Putting Polo in the stable, he went into the tavern.

The tavern was always the best place to get information, even in Hogsmeade.

"Tuna Tavern?"

Looking at this tavern which was obviously more prosperous than other buildings, John couldn't help but sigh at the simplicity of the wizards.

He still doesn't understand why the owner of the Hog's Head Tavern doesn't clean up.

Pushing the door open, the creaking sound was summed up by the noise inside.

John was wearing a black robe that he had bought from Consang before he left.

The way he was dressed seemed a bit out of place in the pub, and some people's eyes turned to John.

First the black robe, then a section of the silver sword was revealed.

A woman noticed this and her hand holding the wine glass paused before moving to the face.

John noticed someone was looking at him, but he didn't care.

The swordsman life these days has brought out some wildness in him. He walked into the tavern and came before the hotel owner.

"Hot food, not cold."

John was still holding the bear skin peeled off from the giant bear. He asked, "Do you know where I can sell this?"

When the boss saw the bear skin, he was surprised and said, "My God, did you kill the forest devil?"

"It was a coincidence." John shrugged and put the giant bear skin on the table. The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"You don't have to sell it. If you are short of money, you can exchange it for the bounty."

A voice as intoxicating as that of a drunken red wine sounded. John looked over and saw a woman holding a wine glass and smiling at him.

"If you don't know the way, I can lead the way for you." The woman raised her glass and said, "Frui, you should be the legendary person."

"The black demon hunter, Yadani."

...

Chapter 396 I Talked to the Wizard

As John killed magical creatures during this time, his reputation gradually spread.

Furi stared at the dark hair as if it were John's calling card.

"Black Demon Hunter?" John was stunned.

He was also given a cool name.

"It started out as a village, and you killed a werewolf," Fury said with great interest to John, "and then it was said that you killed fifteen ogre giants by yourself."

Furui said to the boss, "Give our friend a beer."

The boss held his hands on his waist and stared at John, saying coldly, "We don't provide alcohol to monsters here."

"Believe me," Furui turned to face her boss, her voice unchanged, "you'd better listen to me."

The boss looked unhappy, but he still did as he was told.

John wasn't surprised that his boss called him a monster, after all, that's just how people are.

When you have power that transcends the group, you are either worshipped as a god or regarded as a monster.

Apparently Demon Hunters have a bad reputation in this day and age.

After sitting down, the blonde beauty Furi came over.

She ran her fingers over the tough bear hide and exclaimed, "How on earth did you kill it?"

"Use the sword, its eyes are vulnerable."

The boss brought the beer, but John actually wanted to just say he wanted a glass of water.

But thinking that this was a pub, he still picked up the beer and took a sip.

"You are very young. The demon hunters I know are all quite old, and you have hair like that."

Fury propped her cheek up with her hand and tilted her head to stare at John's face.

The main reason is that John is too young, completely different from those experienced demon hunters.

Perhaps due to Furi's pressure, the boss brought up the food John had just ordered.

The venison with red wine was placed on the table.

"If it weren't for that sword, I wouldn't have recognized you as a witcher." Furui's eyes flashed with a strange color as she picked up a piece of venison with her fingers and put it into her mouth.

John asked, "You said I could exchange it for the reward. Where is it?"

He silently pushed the food towards Furui, frowning slightly.

I don't know if I washed my hands.

Furui found John's little action amusing. A witcher who is away from home all year round has mysophobia?

She said, "The mayor has a bounty on the woods devil. If you want to sell it, I can..."

"You killed the demon in the woods?"

A crisp voice sounded behind me.

A little girl, her hair tied into two pigtails, ran over with shining eyes.

She stared at the bear skin that could be used as a rug and said to John, "I can take you to claim your reward."

John paused, looked back at the little girl, then looked at Furi.

He stood up and prepared to leave.

"You should sell the thing to her." Several men stood up and surrounded John.

"What do you mean?" John glanced at Furi.

Fu Rui was a little annoyed and said to those people, "Excuse me."

With a look, she asked those people to retreat.

John shrugged, picked up the bearskin and walked outside.

The little girl was very happy and said to John as they walked: "My name is Marica."

"My name is Yadani, nice to meet you."

After leaving the pub, John went to the stable to pick up Polo.

Put the bear skin on.

Mariga asked curiously, "You are a demon hunter, so what monsters have you killed?"

"Werewolf, banshee? Or something else?"

Children of this age seem to be equally curious.

Because they were in a busy city, John did not ride a horse, but led the horse forward.

Maria led the way and finally arrived under a round tower.

John went to knock on the door and found Marica outside with Polo.

However, John found something wrong with the door.

"magic?"

He stared at the magical fluctuations above and walked straight in.

His body passed right through the closed doors, just as if he were passing through Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

"wizard."

He was sure that this was not the mayor's house.

The other party intentionally led me to meet him, so he must have some plan.

After walking in, he saw scenes that were not suitable for children.

It was a garden, and it didn't look very serious.

But those are illusions.

As a child under sixteen years old.

John's face was expressionless, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.

For a moment, his eyes were fixed on the approaching wizard.

The person who came fits the image of a wizard in the traditional sense.

Tall and thin, wearing a floor-length robe and holding a long staff with a crystal ball on top of his head.

Thinning hair, thick beard, and hooked nose.

The moment the wizard was locked in by the vertical pupil, he waved his hands repeatedly, "Hello, demon hunter, my name is Stregobor."

"You may call me Master Stregobor."

Stregobor assured John that he meant no harm.