I swung a sword at Hogwarts

In order to truly return to his own point in time, he needs an anchor to rely on.

Relying on your own time flash and jumping is too unstable.

“The Gate of Things during this period is even more uncertain.”

John felt helpless. In the past, he could summon the Gate of Things when he was in trouble, but that didn't work now.

As long as my teacher is still here, it means that the Gate of Things has no gatekeeper.

Such a gate of things is more terrifying than ten Voldemorts.

John was almost dismembered by the Gate of Things once, and he didn't want to experience it a second time.

John stayed in Beauxbatons for nearly a month.

During this time, he had read almost all of Beauxbatons' books on time and soul.

And he gradually attracted the attention of some people.

For example, now, the boy who has been paying attention to John for a long time comes to John.

"Hello, Joel Delacour."

John looked up and saw that the boy was about his age, with deep blue eyes and smooth hair.

He was handsome, the kind of guy that girls would talk about behind their backs.

John said calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Of course." The boy sat down and stared at John, "My name is Dominic Delacour."

"I just want to ask, when did I have a brother like you?"

Dominic looked puzzled. After returning from Christmas vacation, he found that he had a brother out of nowhere.

Isn't Delacour the only one in this class? Where did the second one come from?

His eyes flicked over John's hair and then to John's eyes.

Is this someone from the Delacour family?

John was a little embarrassed and pretended to be someone else's surname, but the real owner came to his door.

John sighed slightly, and an indescribable complexity appeared on his face.

"I think it's normal that you don't know. After all, I..."

It's just random talk.

Perhaps John's hesitant expression was too real, causing Dominic to tremble and say, "You... are you my father's..."

The illegitimate child didn't say it, and Dominic couldn't believe it.

How could my loving parents actually have such an emotional crisis?

He needed to digest this information, so he staggered to his feet and went to write a letter to his father.

John saw him leave on his own and immediately packed up his things and ran away.

"I can't stay in this place anymore."

After picking up the "Book of Dark God", John met Stuart, the girl he had chatted up last time.

"Joel, let's go..."

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

John hurried over and made Stuart swallow his words when he wanted to invite people to Xianlin Garden.

She smiled and said, "Then let's go next time."

After Dominic received a letter from his father with "father's love", he went to find John to confront him, but found that John was gone.

Not only that, Joel Delacour seemed to disappear out of thin air afterwards.

Dominic has a mystery that he cannot solve, and Stuart has an offer that he will never be able to tell you again in his life.

...

Grindelwald was arrested in New York, which caused a sensation throughout Europe.

Pickcore did what she said and used the highest alert force to imprison Grindelwald.

On the day he entered the prison, the entire prison was calling Grindelwald's name.

Those imprisoned wizards shouted enthusiastically, as if they saw hope for the future.

It made the Aurors very nervous.

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Chapter 545 Hello, Azkaban

Pixcore stared at Grindelwald.

She didn't see any fear or nervousness on the man's face, but more like a sense of relief at returning home.

"Keep an eye on him."

Pickcore ordered the Aurors.

Upon learning of Grindelwald's arrest, the Ministers of Magic of various countries negotiated with her, intending to have Grindelwald transferred to their country's prisons.

Pickcore had to negotiate with those people for many days.

The significance of Grindelwald made her want to squeeze out all the value from him.

Newspapers were flying everywhere.

Both Grindelwald's pursuers and those who oppose him are paying attention to this matter.

Including John.

He spent the Niffler's money in a high-end clothing store.

"Sir, according to your request, the clothes will take half a month."

The clerk said beside John.

John nodded. "I'll pick it up in half a month, but I hope there will be some changes."

"Add some decoration to the collar."

In this era, private customization costs a lot of money. After John reached an agreement with the owner, he left the clothing store.

A week had passed since leaving Beauxbatons, and more than a month had passed since Credence worked as a handyman in the circus.

John was in no hurry to get the person back, so he headed for his hiding place in France.

This place is similar to Diagon Alley and is the main trading place for French wizards.

Thanks to the Sniff, John had the capital to squander overnight.

Well, thank you for the gift of sniff.

Sitting in an open-air teahouse on a hidden street, John drank black tea elegantly.

Opening the newspaper, he read the report about Grindelwald.

This is the influence of a generation of Dark Lord. Even though more than a month has passed since his arrest, he still maintains a very high level of popularity and topic.

The Head of the UK's Department of Magical Law Enforcement comments on the dangers posed by Grindelwald and the events in New York.

The matter about Momoran also appeared on the page.

At this time, everyone thought that Obscurus was dead and Credence was safe for the time being.

However, how long this matter can be kept secret is also a question.

After all, the Ministry of Magic in this era was still quite useful, unlike the incompetent Ministry during the later Fudge period.

John used the gold to make a lot of purchases in the hidden place, and his bag gradually became fatter.

Newt, the pet of a hidden rich man, is also a hidden rich man.

There's a lot of gold in that nest.

It’s no wonder that some people think that if they let a Niffler into their home, they will go bankrupt the next day.

This person is a natural master of making money, whether it is legal or not is another matter.

Open your palm, and there is a crystal clear object like a teardrop in your palm.

This is a bit of pure magic with extremely high concentration, which he brewed after absorbing Credence's magic many times.

One drop of this stuff can burst ten wizards, so a large pot of solidified material can do this.

Unlike magic crystal, the magic power of this thing is more refined.

And it requires a special physique to absorb it, otherwise it becomes a powerful poison.

It can be said that the ones who can use this are either super powerful wizards or Silent Ones like John.

After storing the pure magic power, John is not yet ready to dodge.

"It will take some time to make the clothes, so you can leave and go to that place during this time."

John has another place to go.

Azkaban.

His soul is not enough, and he has to go to restock again.

Although there is a thousand-year-old soul, there is no such thing as too many souls, only too few.

As the first person to discover the magical power of Dementors, John used the sins of his predecessors to complete his own magic.

"I'm afraid I can't catch too many this time." He murmured to himself.

If you torture the Dementors too harshly, then there might be problems with the Dementors of your own era.

He found a man holding a shepherd's staff and wearing a plush hat in an alley near the hiding place square.

He needs to sneak back.

...

Azkaban.

After that terrible disappearance, a legend spread among the Dementors.

A legend about something that would drag the Dementors into darkness.

Of course, it is only circulated in a small area, only among the Dementors.

The Aurors simply didn't believe anything could take the Dementors.

You should know that the only known spell that can work against Dementors is the Patronus Charm.

And all the Patronus Charm can do is drive away.

The Dementors were very angry at the Ministry of Magic's indifference, but they had no other choice.

I can only make myself more cautious.

One Dementor was exceptionally bold.

"Come on, that's lame, we are Dementors."

"So, you are very brave?"

"Of course, I, Wei, am very brave!"

After the Dementor finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he was the only Dementor on patrol, so where did the second voice come from?

Suddenly, a tinkling sound was heard.

The Dementor looked back and saw a magical web made of black threads spread out.

Ah Wei...

No more.

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