I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The human-faced snake opened its eyes, and its living eyeballs stared at John.

"It seems that this place is not that simple."

John fired crushing spells continuously, and the white light split into three parts, exploding in various parts of the human-faced snake's body.

But it didn't take long before the human-faced snake was quickly repaired under the effect of the sand of time.

Even John's advanced crushing spell couldn't completely destroy it.

The human-faced snake became active. Its body was no longer stiff, but instead it looked like a flexible living creature. Its long tail swept across, smashing a piece of the decorative lamp stand.

There is no way back for this platform, and the solidified fields cannot be retraced by the same path.

"His-"

A sound came out of the mouth of the human-faced snake.

The basilisk, which had been listless, immediately became energetic.

The basilisk also charged towards John, its deadly fangs like scimitars, cutting the ground with ease.

"Stop, Basilisk."

John spoke in Parseltongue, causing the basilisk to pause.

The human-faced snake hissed, causing the basilisk to move.

"It looks like there's another soul living inside."

John's face darkened. Since he couldn't break it, he had to trap the human-faced snake first.

His wand twirled, and golden treasures flew up on both sides.

"Oppungno"

The gold was buried towards the human-faced snake.

The human-faced snake opened its mouth wide and flames spewed out of its mouth.

The gold that was touched by the flames quickly melted into liquid and dripped onto the ground like a pouring waterfall, rolling towards John.

John was caught in it, and the scorching heat of the gold set his clothes on fire.

The human-faced snake's big mouth kept spewing flames, and John was about to be pushed into the cliff.

at this time.

"Roar--!"

Golden flames exploded.

John's skin was coated in hot gold, but he was not injured.

He stepped out of the molten gold, his body growing larger.

The golden fire dragon walked out of the boiling gold, took a deep breath, and golden flames spurted out of its mouth.

The collision with the red flames caused the high temperature between the two to cause the ground to begin to turn into magma.

The giant dragon walked towards the human-faced snake step by step.

The golden flame burned the red flame, constantly suppressing it.

The human-faced snake kept retreating.

Until the flames ignited the head of the human-faced snake, the eternally burning flames caused the body of the human-faced snake to constantly switch between melting and repairing.

John transformed back into human form and waved his wand.

Golden Prison Curse.

The molten gold was pulled and wrapped around the body of the human-faced snake.

Layer by layer, a big golden ball soon appeared.

"Ice and snow."

The magic wand exhaled cold air, causing the big golden ball to solidify quickly.

The human-faced snake was sealed into a big golden ball.

John stepped forward, now completely naked from the flames.

Beneath the seemingly thin body is a lean, muscular monster.

Raising his hand and pressing it into the big golden ball, John used the supersensory spell to sense the situation inside it.

After the gold solidified, it turned into a huge prison, surrounding every inch of the human-faced snake.

The basilisk tried to attack John again, but John yelled at him, "Stop, basilisk."

The basilisk hesitated when it heard this, it didn't know who to listen to.

The briefcase was damaged in the previous battle, and the items inside were scattered all over the floor.

Including the golden mask, golden scales, and golden scepter, all the restrictions on the black book disappeared and just lay quietly on the ground.

"Leaving time magic on the human-faced snake is more advanced than Voldemort."

Compared with the Horcruxes of Voldemort, Hercules's human-faced serpent is more in line with the identity of an alchemist.

"Want to repair your soul through soul potion?"

John saw the scattered soul potions, plus the one he had just drunk, a total of three bottles.

He snapped his fingers and put the scattered items back in place.

John found some materials, clapped his hands, and a new simple handbag appeared.

I also got myself a robe.

When you are ready to deal with the remaining things.

The big golden ball behind him moved again.

The originally solidified golden ball gradually returned to its molten state.

"Back in time."

John's gaze passed over the big golden ball and fell on the huge hourglass behind it.

It seems to be because of the hourglass.

The big golden ball exploded like a balloon, and a human-faced snake rushed out from it and flew quickly towards the soul potion.

On the occasion of its imminent arrival.

John drew out his wand, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.

Ancient whispers rang out.

"The soul is back."

There was a pulling force from the magic wand, and when the human-faced snake was one step away from the soul potion, thick white smoke emanated from its body.

In the white smoke, a figure was forcibly dragged out.

Unfortunately, John has always been good at dealing with Horcruxes.

The human-faced snake statue lost its vitality and fell heavily to the ground, causing the earth to tremble.

John stared at the soul he had extracted.

"Despicable Haierbo."

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Chapter 528 Hello, Despicable Hailbo

He was an old man, and John had no intention of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

He was facing the leader of the world's top ten dark wizards.

Even Voldemort, who came later, had to rank behind him.

But it must be said that he does have the capital.

Whether it is the Horcruxes that established Voldemort's arduousness to kill, or the Basilisk he bred, they are both at an unprecedented level.

Before the creation of Horcruxes, no wizard would have thought of tearing his own soul apart to achieve immortality.

He accomplished the feat in a pioneering way.

However, the side effects are also obvious.

John looked at the illusory, aging soul and greeted him, "Hello, the famous, despicable Helbo."

"It is the great Herpo."

He was wearing a purple wizard hat, but strangely, he was dressed in pharaoh's clothes.

Herbert has a long beard, just like an elderly Dumbledore.

John was very interested. "I'm really sorry. In the history I learned, your name has always been associated with meanness."

The magic wand pulled Herbo's soul and turned it into nine chains wrapped around his body. John said, "You built this pyramid and studied time magic here."

"Are you looking for other ways to achieve immortality?"

Helpo's soul floats in the air.

Black hair, an unusually large hooked nose, and deep, empty eye sockets. The wizard placed his eyes on the human-faced snake.

The sagging skin is close to death when the soul is split.

Even though the Horcrux was left undisturbed, its soul was close to disappearing as time went by.

If John hadn't taken out the soul potion, he probably wouldn't have taken action against John.

"Your magic is amazing," Hailbo said condescendingly like an elder, "We can make a deal, what do you think?"

As a dark wizard and alchemist, Helbo chooses a favorable path between pros and cons.

"I can pass on my lifelong knowledge of magic to you, on the condition that you do your part in my resurrection."

Hailbo is a well-deserved master. For wizards, his knowledge is a treasure more precious than any amount of treasure.

So Haierbo is very confident that his conditions will make people fall in love with him.

The more outstanding the young wizard is, the more he cannot resist this.

Quirrell, John's first-grade teacher, met Voldemort in his pursuit of magic and became Voldemort's vessel.

John asked back, "Resurrect you?"

"Yes, I am well prepared for this."

Haierbo thought John was moved and said, "I found this place, in a mining area with chaotic time."

"Using what I know, I built this pyramid."

When talking about magic, Herbo's sinister and hateful face was filled with the brilliance of a master.

"Ancient Egyptian magic, the scales of justice, the key to resurrection."

John immediately thought of the other three things he had found in the treasure house.

"You escaped death and were resurrected after a thousand years. What kind of path are you looking for?" John asked.

Herbo was the first person to create a Horcrux. If John had not come, Herbo would have achieved another kind of immortality.

His soul was trapped in the Horcrux, and after a long time, he realized that this was not true immortality.

"I want freedom." Hailbo roared in a tone of collapse, "True eternal life should not be trapped here!"

He is a fragment of the vile Helpo's soul, and has been in this place for more than a thousand years.

His original body had long since perished, but he would be left here to be tortured for eternity.

"You know, even the basilisk is dead. I have stayed here for a thousand years without saying a word." Helpo said bitterly, "He separated me to pursue his own immortality, while I am trapped here forever. Is this fair?"

"He's full of mean, mean Helpo!"

Hailbo has a schizophrenic feeling.