I swung a sword at Hogwarts

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The year 1899 was a transitional period.

The country was in a period of rapid development during this period.

Carriages and ladies, gentleman is the label here.

A hard candy was stuffed into John's mouth while he was in the unsanitary Leaky Cauldron.

For the first time, John saw that this place was even cleaner than the future. The black spots on the table were indeed old dirt.

Unfortunately, the current owner of this bar is also a dirty person.

“Hopefully Hannah Abbott will clean this place up when she becomes the boss.”

This place belongs to the Abbott family, and if nothing unexpected happens, Hannah Abbott will become the boss in the future.

John walked to the back alley and tapped the wall in order with his wand.

In the past he had either Apparated to Knockturn Alley or taken the Floo Network.

This primitive entry through the Leaky Cauldron was a thing of the past.

The wall of the back alley deforms and the entrance to Diagon Alley appears.

John went inside and it was as if nothing had changed.

But could the guy selling dragon liver on the street be the old man in the future?

Does your family make a living by slaying dragons? You have been selling it for a hundred years.

It really is a genuine century-old stall.

Passing the stall selling dragon liver, John headed towards Gringotts.

Knockturn Alley in this period has not been ruled by its king, and chaos and disorder are the normal state of Knockturn Alley.

John casts a Disillusionment Charm on himself.

His body disappeared into the street behind Gringotts.

Everywhere you look, there are dark wizards.

This is a shelter where those shady guys hide.

A witch gnawing her nails, a merchant selling voodoo dolls, a wizard offering curses as a service.

This is a ghostland hidden in the human world.

John came in here to look for materials.

The materials for the soul potion are nothing to his future self, but for John who is penniless now, it is a big problem.

Unicorn horns are rare items and may not be found in Diagon Alley, but there is no shortage of hunters in Knockturn Alley.

Finally in a dim room, John found the unicorn horn.

It was an exquisite bracelet made of unicorn horn.

It might have been stolen from some unlucky witch, or taken from a witch's corpse.

John removed two pieces from the top and was about to leave when he heard footsteps outside.

He stopped what he was doing and hid in the darkness.

The door to this room was pushed open, and a rough voice mixed with a thick Nordic accent was heard.

“It’s really tiring.”

"Don't complain, this vote is worth a lot."

"We lost so many lives to get these things."

"We need to sell it at a good price this time."

Two tall wizards walked into the room and carefully carried in three boxes.

John stared at the three boxes, and heard the man with the brush beard say, "Egypt is really a treasure land. Even forbidden things like time magic can be found there."

Another bald man said: "If it weren't for the strange sand, we wouldn't have lost so many people."

"If we hadn't run fast, we wouldn't have been able to leave."

The bald wizard complained that they were poachers.

They accidentally entered a pyramid, and their greed led them to engage in tomb robbing.

Unfortunately, they were not strong enough and could only find three things in the pyramid and leave.

The Brushbeard Wizard opened a box and inside was an hourglass.

"This thing should be the oldest time converter." Brush Hu said greedily, "Those collectors, give it a good price."

The bald wizard nodded and seconded, "Although it is damaged, those collectors will only value the history on it to make them look good."

As he spoke, the bald wizard slowly reached for his wand.

There was a gleam of greed and malice in his eyes.

Using words to paralyze his companions, he drew out his wand and asked strangely, "Three, how are we going to divide them?"

"Of course I'll take it all!" The wizard with a brush beard said greedily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the wizard with a brush beard turned around suddenly, with a magic wand in his hand.

The two men attacked almost at the same time.

"Avada Kedavra"

"BlastingCurse"

Two lights appeared in the dark room, and finally there was an explosion and a death.

"greedy."

John emerged from the darkness and watched the two greedy men kill each other.

He walked past the wizard's body and went to the two remaining boxes and opened them.

In one box was a small copper snake, and in the other was a gem that resembled a snake's eye.

"Alchemical products?"

John narrowed his eyes. As an alchemist, he recognized at a glance that these two things were extraordinary.

The history above is more than a thousand years. The alchemical product can be preserved for such a long time. The refiner must be a powerful alchemist.

Pick up the damaged Time-Turner.

This is indeed an ancient model, but John deduces that this thing's function does not support time travel.

Rather, it is something that creates a specific time domain within the scene.

"interesting."

John glanced at the bodies on the ground. He had not intervened and the two men died.

This means that these three things and a room full of materials will be destroyed by time along with this darkroom.

"So taking this thing shouldn't change anything."

John walked over to where the materials were stored.

This darkroom has a magical existence, similar to the warehouse of the original Borgin and Burke's shop, and can only be seen with the Hand of Glory.

The dead bald wizard was holding the Hand of Glory.

John was not bound by darkness, so it had no effect on him.

Walking over to a pile of materials, John picked out a few items that looked like stolen goods.

He clapped his hands and an alchemical magic circle appeared.

He fused several materials into a bag.

He pulled out his wand and cast the Retraction Charm, turning the bag into a simple tool bag.

John stuffed everything inside, including the props in the three boxes.

Stepping over their bodies as a reward for their generosity.

John closed the door for them and let them rot and stink inside.

After getting enough materials, John needs to refine the soul potion next.

However, if the soul is missing, the effectiveness of this potion will be greatly reduced.

"It looks like Azkaban is on the agenda."

Going to Azkaban is a difficult thing for others, but for John who knows the location, it is not too difficult.

John found a house in the suburbs of London where the owner was traveling.

Setting up the crucible, he brewed a weakened soul potion.

"Sure enough, the soul is also damaged."

After drinking the soul potion, John's blurriness lessened.

He had an idea in mind. If he continued to use the weakened version of the soul potion, not to mention that the precious material of unicorn horn was hard to find, it would take several months to complete the treatment.

If it is the complete version of the soul potion, based on its current efficacy, drinking it about ten times will restore your vision to normal.

"Dementors."

John has set his sights on the Dementors.

John refined the materials he harvested from the darkroom and made props to capture Dementors.

He took out the bronze snake and studied it carefully.

This bronze snake is a guiding prop.

Although he didn't understand the structure of this thing, but with John's level of alchemy, there was nothing he couldn't solve with a clap of his hands.

After the bronze snake was repaired, it stood up and swung its tail in one direction like a rattlesnake.

If John's guess is correct, that direction is most likely the pyramid.

"An ancient wizard's pyramid?"

John put the bronze snake away and planned to go and take a look at it after he went to Azkaban.

On the second day.

John arrived at the beach.

The sun had not yet risen, and after John observed that there was no one around, wings grew out of his back.

Azkaban has an anti-Apparition spell, but fortunately for John, crossing the ocean is not the first time he has done so.

With a flap of his wings, he quickly became a tiny dot in the sky.

He flew towards Azkaban as fast as an arrow.

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The Dementors, who were absorbing the prisoners' pleasure in Azkaban, had just tortured a wizard to insanity.

Suddenly, a chill came over me.

The Dementor turned to look at the Dementor in the cell next to him and communicated in the Dementor's language.

"Do you feel a sudden chill?"

"Are you stupid? We have the cold attribute naturally."

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Chapter 522 Hello, Dementors

The dark sea hides countless dangers.

The ocean at night is the most terrifying, the endless darkness is like a giant ship that is about to swallow everything.