I swung a sword at Hogwarts

This is a holy realm that can enhance John's magic and prevent curses from approaching.

Especially white magic, such as the Patronus Charm is more effective.

The divine blood freed him from all possibilities of being poisoned, and his blood would eliminate some toxins.

John cut his palm and stared at the red blood mixed with golden threads. He felt as if he could no longer be called a human being.

"This posture is more like the White Devil than the Second King."

John smiled helplessly, and he raised his hand to conjure a mirror.

The self inside exudes incomparable holiness. If I put on a white robe, I can directly become a white-robed wizard.

Taking two deep breaths, he suppressed all the abnormalities.

When I looked up at myself in the mirror again, I had changed back to my original state.

It just makes the skin smoother, maybe this is a natural effect of the unicorn.

Putting away the mirror, John noticed the fourth blessing.

Improve psychic abilities?

John had always been good at using mental magic, and he was curious about how far he could improve.

He uses psychic abilities.

In an instant, countless voices crowded into his mind, clear and noisy.

John stumbled and suppressed his ability.

The voices disappeared and his face looked a little ugly.

"The range just now was Qing Surrey County? No! It's bigger!"

John adjusted himself for a moment and used his ability again.

The coverage of his psychic abilities expanded little by little.

"Watson Wick wore the wrong tie when he went out today. Is this a secret signal?"

"The school is organizing a competition next week, and I want to win the championship this time!"

"Hey, Titti didn't eat much cat food today. Is it time to change the taste?"

These are the neighbors of Privet Drive, John continued to expand, and more voices were heard.

"That bastard boss asked me to deliver documents even though I was on holiday."

"Fivepenny coffee beans for five pounds, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Tsk, where should I go get some fries today."

"Mad, where is that bastard hiding?"

"That was a close call. Luckily I hid in the closet. Wait! Why is there someone else in the closet? Where are you touching?"

"Hey, it's delivered to your door."

John continued to expand his psychic abilities.

Before he could sense what the other person was thinking, but now he could extend that range to the size of London.

John used his psychic abilities and finally took them all back.

The noise was really too loud. If it continued, he might be annoyed to death.

Unless he learns how to filter out the noisy sounds and find out what he wants to know, it is better not to use this ability on a large scale.

And John had a strange feeling that he wanted to test.

Walking out of the basement, John stood at the window and moved his sight to number five, Privet Drive.

There are two agents monitoring Watson.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch, what are you doing!"

The old agent looked at his palm, then looked at his subordinate who felt wronged after being slapped by him, and he was stunned.

"I don't know either. I just suddenly want to hit you."

The young agent was also dumbfounded. He suspected that he was being insulted in disguise, but he had no evidence.

Just when the young agent was doubting his life, the old agent slapped the young agent in the face again.

After this fight, the old agent scratched his head and said, "I suddenly want to fight, and I don't know why."

The young agent was filled with grief and indignation;

After all, he is my superior, and I learned to obey orders in the army.

He suspected that the old agent was deliberately humiliating him in order to temper his character.

Yes, that must be it!

As expected of a senior agent, his method of training people is so unique!

The young agent suddenly understood the old agent's good intentions.

And John was also confused by what the young agent was thinking.

Brother, you can cheat others, but don’t cheat yourself.

John withdrew his gaze and completed his guess.

To a certain extent, John can manipulate others through his telepathic abilities.

This power is even more terrifying than the Imperius Curse.

It’s simply impossible to guard against.

"It's an unexpected gain." John said with a smile on his face.

The unicorn really brought him too many surprises.

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Chapter 655: Prisoner of Azkaban, Father and Son

Silverhand Manor.

A special guest arrives.

The wand twirled between John's fingers, his eyes scrutinizing.

The person he was staring at was silent, but one could see from his clenched fists that he was uneasy.

"Want to see your father?"

John had a slight smile on his face. He looked at the person in front of him and said casually, "Is it a request or an exchange?"

"Theodore."

The wand in his hand stopped, and the gap on it made people guess that the owner of this wand had experienced a lot.

Theodore struggled when he heard John's question.

He clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even notice his palms being pierced by his nails.

Everyone can see that Nott is heading towards decline.

In the Ancient Alliance, the name of Nott was removed.

The once sacred twenty-eight tribes failed to adapt to the arrival of the new king and became a discarded pawn.

Theodore also began to understand the burden he had to bear as Nott, his grandfather, who could no longer hold on.

Of the ancient pureblood, only one remains.

The inner struggle and the glory of Slytherin echoed in his mind.

He slowly knelt down and lowered his once proud head.

"I beg you, great king."

He lowered his head and said, "Please let me see my father. This will be the last time."

He understood that he had to sever that family bond.

"In consideration of you retrieving my things for me," John raised his wand slightly, "I told you that you would lose everything."

Theodore responded solemnly: "I don't regret it."

Putting down his wand, John nodded and said calmly, "Go to Knockturn Alley tomorrow, someone will take you there."

He stood up and looked down at the former Slytherin.

The other party proved his loyalty through actions, but he was not firm.

After wavering between loyalty and his father, he finally made up his mind.

This wand has been in John's hands for some time, and Lippi's wand contains a ring.

That ring is now in old Batty's pocket.

In this election, the ring will become a weapon that kills the hero.

John glanced at Theodore casually, "You can go now."

"Thank you, great king." Theodore stood up and stepped back.

Just as he turned around, John suddenly asked, "You're not a good man, Theodore."

Theodore paused.

John didn't look at him and continued, "You're not a bad person. This will make your life miserable. Don't let Pansy down. That silly girl has been waiting for you."

During this period, Pansy has been looking for news about Theodore.

Ever since Theodore was sent to Poland by John to take the things away as a student, he has never returned.

Pansy Parkinson did not give up. She begged her father, Mr. Parkinson, to use the power of the Ancient Alliance to find it.

Maybe this is a love brain, and it's not very smart.

But her love is not disgusting.

Placing the wand on the desk, John said, "The old Nott has been eliminated. The new Nott is up to you to choose."

As long as Theodore was still alive, the Notts would not be exterminated.

He understood what John meant. The only way to get Nott back to his former status was by himself.

Step out of the study.

Theodore murmured, "It's time to make a decision, father."

Theodore wanted to see his father for the last time and tell him his decision.

Wait until the next day.

Theodore headed to Knockturn Alley, where a Ministry employee was waiting for him, smiling, "Mr. Nott, please follow me."

They got into the Thestrals and the employee swung the reins.

The Thestral carriage took off, and the surrounding scene quickly receded.

Theodore sat in the carriage, silent until he fell down again.

During this process, he said nothing.

The employee led Theodore into the new Azkaban.

"Please don't stay too far away from me." The Ministry of Magic employee is the guard of Azkaban.

Once Theodore leaves two meters around him, he will be targeted and attacked.

The new Azkaban is more magical than the previous one.

The Death Eaters and Dark Wizards who were imprisoned inside, when they saw someone coming in, their empty eyes were fixed on Theodore.

The Sacred Twenty-Eight were also present, but with some differences.