I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Several planes were evacuated from the air base.

They detected that the volcano was about to erupt.

as predicted.

Just as the giant seagull carrying Gao Si and Musashi left the range of the magic island, a loud bang exploded.

Red magma erupted into the sky.

The volcanic ash is so widespread and covers such a wide area that it can be described as catastrophic.

A heavy gray snow fell directly around.

The horrific disaster sounded the alarm throughout the country, and people from neighboring cities all fled to air-raid shelters for refuge.

Not only that, the aftermath of the volcanic eruption also spread.

Earthquakes occurred in various places, and the whole country spent that night in fear.

I was afraid that the vibration would wake up another giant.

If that volcano explodes, it will probably cause the country to disappear.

...

"This movement is bigger than I thought."

No one can survive a volcanic eruption.

This does not include fire dragons.

The almost inky scales moved in the magma, and John followed the magma eruption and left the volcano.

He was high in the sky, his scales blending perfectly into the night.

No one knew where he left.

Wait until he stops flying.

John flew straight out of the country.

Landing in an uninhabited mountain forest, the huge dragon's body transformed back into a human.

John had a calm expression on his face, holding a newspaper borrowed from some unfortunate owl.

"The disappearance of a magic school is explosive news, even in this place that has been sealed off for a long time."

A week has passed since John detonated the volcano, and the whole world has learned about the incident at the Magic Institute.

Not only the wizarding world, but the Muggle world also reported on the volcanic eruption.

For John, the louder the better.

Only by making a big enough noise can you completely disappear from everyone's sight.

While walking in the mountains and forests, John picked some fruit to eat when he was hungry.

Biting a jerky apple, John took out a scroll from his small bag and read it.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Parade?"

Looking at the records on the scroll, John frowned.

What was recorded here reminded him of something else.

Yin corpse.

The difference is that the Inferi inject magic into the corpse, making it look alive, but in essence it is just an empty shell without a soul.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is a process of abandoning the physical body and letting the soul imprint on other things like a ghost, so as to gain the ability to command ghosts.

However, although ghosts can make people uncomfortable when they come into contact with the human body, they themselves cannot pose much threat.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons gives ghosts the power of touch.

"A soul magic?" John stroked his chin and pondered, "The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons that Principal Chong wants to create is not just this."

In that country there are legends about hundreds of ghosts and great monsters.

Principal Chong wants an army of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, and uses other modified bodies to give them to the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons to control.

Thereby greatly increasing the strength of this army.

However, such biochemical transformation is obviously evil and illegal.

John recalled the corpse lying dormant in the sticky liquid, and a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes.

"It's a pity that there is no chance to reach the Twilight Zone and find the God of Death. I think his soul is very valuable."

You can't go to the misty fantasy world whenever you want. John entered it three times, each time with the help of his soul.

I have only encountered the Grim Reaper twice.

So in order to avoid waste, John extracted the old guy's soul and cut it into thin strips bit by bit.

That kind of scum shouldn't have the chance to enter the underworld.

In the mountains and forests, John was not afraid of being seen.

After walking for a while, he saw a church.

Speaking of which, wizards and the church.

The relationship between the two is really complex and wonderful.

John walked towards the church.

His hair color changed at this time, from black to blond.

Not only that, the face also undergoes some changes.

It adds some edges and makes him look more mature.

Walk into the church.

John expected to see a nun or a priest.

There were no nuns, but he did see Fr.

That guy seems to be born with charm.

He was wearing priest's clothes, had eyes of different colors, and looked both evil and handsome.

Grindelwald.

John saw Grindelwald, and Grindelwald also saw John.

The encounter between the first Dark Lord and the second Dark Lord.

John raised his hand and grasped the air, and the ignited Silver Wick sword appeared.

The sword blade cut through the void, and the golden flame burned with a terrifying sound.

"What else can I say? Enemies often cross paths." John took out his wand with his left hand and said coldly, "Or is it really such a coincidence?"

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Chapter 486 Strange Greetings

John's appearance had obviously changed, but he still prepared for battle at the first opportunity.

It was nothing, John was facing a man who held the Elder Wand and had once fought against the greatest wizard, Dumbledore.

When facing Voldemort, John can show mercy to him as a superior.

But facing Grindelwald, John felt that there was nothing wrong with his brain.

Grindelwald was the only one here, and this church seemed to be his temporary resting place.

"Long time no see, John."

When he saw John, Grindelwald was not so hostile.

He put his hands behind his back and said, "I always felt that fate would bring us together again."

Seeing John's alert look, he walked casually.

The priest's attire was worn in a bewitching way.

If there were any residents nearby, John would have reason to suspect that they had all been bewitched by this man.

"You remain as vigilant as ever. This is a quiet enough place." Grindelwald could not read John's thoughts, but he was smart and good at observing people's hearts.

If he were a Muggle, he would definitely be a psychology professor.

"Perhaps we are not enemies, John." Grindelwald's boots stepped on the wooden floor, and the sound of each step seemed to carry magic. "We have similar ideals."

"Instead of letting others get in the way, why don't we work together and then fight it out later?"

Grindelwald's voice is like poison. That mouth has made many people become his saints, and many people have been confused and misled by it.

John said calmly, "Do you think it's possible?"

"You seem to have forgotten that if it weren't for you, nothing would happen now." John did not forget that this guy caused him to fail.

If it weren't for Grindelwald, he wouldn't be here now. He gave Voldemort to the god of death as a small gift as early as last June.

Now the culprit of everything comes to me and says, let’s cooperate?

All John could say was that this was something that needed to be dealt with.

"Equivalent exchange, this is the basic principle of alchemists, isn't it?" Grindelwald said calmly without panicking, "This was the condition that Voldemort used to find me."

John got a strange feeling inside when he heard his own catchphrase.

John said in a deep voice: "Then you should also know that not everyone can afford the alchemist's deal."

"Making a deal with the god of death is a bold move." Grindelwald looked at John with his unique eyes. "No one else would do this except you."

"Don't act like you know me well," John sneered, "We've only met twice."

Grindelwald smiled evilly and pulled out the old wand.

At this moment, John was concentrating on Grindelwald.

"Don't even think about taking action," Grindelwald said calmly, "Even though there are few people here, we will still attract some annoying guys."

The nasty fellow was undoubtedly the Auror.

The two people's current situations are surprisingly similar.

No one wants to expose their whereabouts.

The fight between two people will inevitably alarm the people around them.

That's why John has not swung the sword until now.

"We'll meet a third time, Joel."

Seeing that John did not take action, Grindelwald waved his wand and disappeared.

John waited there for a few minutes, and after confirming that Grindelwald had not returned, he put away his sword.

"Jor? What a strange name." John waved his wand.

The super sense spell is activated.

The whole church situation came to mind.

He made sure there was no one else in there.

In the previous confrontation with Grindelwald, John even had to use Apparition with caution.

When masters fight, a flaw often appears in just a moment.

So even though he knew that he was facing a person with level seven magic and the Elder Wand, John did not reveal a single bit.

After resting for a while in the church, John began to think about his encounter with Grindelwald.

"Coincidence?" No one else knew that he had arrived at this place. There was no other explanation for his meeting with Grindelwald except coincidence.

They were all people who were hiding their whereabouts, so it didn't seem so strange to run into them in a place like this.

What puzzled John was where the other party’s saints had gone.