I swung a sword at Hogwarts

This made Sean very angry. He didn't feel sorry for Borgin and Burke, he only felt sorry for his own Galleons.

I wanted to make up for my losses by buying back the shop, but I didn't expect that this guy Mundungus took the lead.

A shady thief turned around and bought the shop for several thousand Galleons. This price made Sean's heart bleed.

What's more, that damn Mundungus handed over all the black magic props belonging to the Shafik family, which made Sean want to kill the short and fat man.

"The werewolf had better tear Mundungus' throat out. I won't let that damn Johnny go even if he kneels down and licks the sole of my shoe."

Sean Shafik's face became distorted, and the house-elves didn't dare to approach him at all, and sneaked out the door to clean up.

"Click."

There was a sound of breaking in the room. Sean flew into a rage and cursed, "Damn clumsy house-elf, I'm going to put your hand in the stove!"

He walked out angrily and the room was dark.

Although Sean is stingy, he is not reluctant to light candles.

When he realized something was wrong, the candles in the room lit up.

Chapter 97: The Unrivaled and Shafiq's Concession

Two figures appeared in the room, one sitting and one standing.

"who are you!"

Sean Shafik screamed in a shrill voice.

He did this not out of stupidity but to awaken the portrait on the wall.

This calculating old vulture knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the two of them.

There is a magic barrier in the Shafik family's territory. They entered the manor quietly, so it is impossible that they came to chat with an old man like him.

His voice did not wake up the portrait hanging on the wall, which showed Shafiq, the previous head of the family, who was now fast asleep.

No matter how much Sean tried to move, the portrait did not move.

The house-elf, who was usually bullied, seemed to be deaf and had no intention of coming.

The Shafik Manor was eerily quiet.

The two people in the room just watched Sean quietly like this. John, who was sitting on the sofa, turned the emerald ring on his left hand.

He looked at Sean calmly, and put his index finger to his mouth as a gesture of silence.

"Sh ...

Sean's palms were sweating. He wanted to take the initiative, so he grasped the eagle head on the cane and pulled it out with force.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. He attacked the man on the sofa.

"Stupefy"

"Expelliarmus"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Sean was hit by a red light, and the wand in his hand flew out of his hand.

When the magic wand was about to fall to the ground, it suddenly changed direction and fell into the hands of the man in the silver mask.

Sean's expression changed drastically and he stared at the man.

The man didn't use a wand; this was exquisite wandless magic.

"Wandless spellcasting? I don't remember having such a powerful enemy."

"That was once, Johnny Silverhand sends you his regards."

John casually stroked the handle of the wand. The wood was painted silver. This Shafik was really stingy.

With a slight force of his fingers, he broke his hand from the wand.

Picking up the elm wand, John casually pointed it at Sean and said calmly, "You shouldn't have attacked my shop, Sean Shafik."

Sean said sternly, "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"It's okay, I don't need your answer."

John tilted his head, his deep gaze falling on Sean through the silver mask.

At that moment, Sean felt a predator-like pressure.

Tang Mi, wearing a white mask, came out and asked respectfully, "Sir, I can do it for you."

"Okay." John responded indifferently.

"I am a pureblood. You cannot attack purebloods. The Ministry of Magic will not let you go."

Pure-bloods are not the dark wizards from Knockturn Alley; the Ministry of Magic will not turn a blind eye.

Just as Sean Shafik was still threatening him with his pure-blood identity, Tang Mi drew out his wand and said sinisterly, "Crucio."

Sean was unable to speak as his chattering mouth was forced shut in pain.

He fell to the ground, twitching all over, like a stranded fish.

"You can pretend you know nothing."

John leisurely fiddled with the elm wand and chuckled, "But you and I are both smart people, right?"

The first period of pain was over, and Sean's already thin cheeks now turned pale.

His lips trembled as he said viciously: "I will destroy your store!"

"It seems like you're a tough guy." John leaned his head on the hard sofa.

Tang Mi waved his wand again with an expressionless face, and the second period of pain lasted for a full half hour.

John stuffed the trace thread he developed into Sean's wand, and raised his hand to signal Tang Mi to stop.

Sean's sweat had formed a puddle under his body. There was fear on his face and his eyes were no longer shrewd.

"What do you want?"

"What do I want?"

John shook his head, his tone filled with a hint of disappointment, and said coldly: "I should be the one saying this to you, Sean. Tell me, what do you want?"

Sean was confused when asked back, he didn't understand what John meant.

"It seems that you are not as smart as the legend says. You didn't even say a word to me, which made me very unhappy.

Your punishment is to surrender all your property in Knockturn Alley."

John sighed, and he raised his wand casually, delivering a merciless verdict.

"Three times is the limit. Your choice is death or submission?"

Sean understood that this man actually wanted him to submit to him.

As the Shafik head of the Twenty-Eight Holy Clans, Sean glared and roared, "Impossible!"

"Pity."

John stretched out his voice and said in a low voice: "Soul, come back."

White smoke came out of his skin and Sean tried to put it out in horror, but he was unable to do so.

His soul was being sucked out bit by bit. This horrifying scene made Sean, who had been tough just now, scream.

John stepped forward and used his wand to carve a spell over the heart of Sean's soul.

"Get out of here, Sean Shafiq, and never come back."

He whispered in Sean's ear, Sean's soul couldn't move, the engraved marks became hot, and his screams became louder.

After finishing everything, John raised his hand, pressed down the soul, and stuffed it back into Sean Shafik's body.

When Sean regained his body, he immediately covered his chest and rolled over and screamed. He tore off his clothes, and although there was no wound on his chest, it was burning as if a red-hot iron was placed on it.

His fingers loosened, and Sean's wand fell casually.

John turned and left, leaving his back to Sean.

Filled with hatred, Sean immediately picked up the wand and wanted to point it at John, but he found that he could not raise his hand and the curse on his lips disappeared.

He cursed at the sofa in disbelief, his body was clearly normal.

It was as if he was in shackles. He wanted to curse in disbelief, but his head suddenly felt a sharp pain.

It felt like a knife was stabbed into his heart, and the intense pain almost suffocated him.

It was a long time before he got up from the cheap carpet.

He walked to the mirror and tore open his clothes, and a line of words appeared on his chest.

"You can't be an enemy."

Looking down, I saw that my chest was flat and empty.

Sean collapsed again. He couldn't even say a vulgar word to Johnny Silverhand.

"Do not!!!"

In great despair, he hysterically smashed everything and finally fainted in the manor.

Inside Shafiq Estate.

All the guards were knocked down.

The loyal elf was tucked under the bed, and Lupin, along with three security guards, looked up at the manor.

There was no movement inside.

After waiting for a while, the sound of smashing and looting was heard from the manor, and Johnny Silvershou came down with Tang Mi.

"It's settled. Sean Shafik was very generous and volunteered to give away all of his properties in Knockturn Alley as a gift."

Johnny Silverhand walked by. Lupin didn't know what he said to the old vulture Sean Shafik, but he could tell that it was definitely not good.

The young clerk Kim Ledislay followed and asked curiously, "Sir, how did you get Shafik to apologize?"

John paused, his voice teasing, "I made him an offer he couldn't refuse."

This answer made Kim Ledislay frown, wondering what kind of tempting conditions could make an ancient pure-blood family give in.

When Tang Mi heard what his boss said, a helpless expression appeared on his face.

If being unable to raise your head in front of Johnny Silverhand for the rest of your life is considered tempting, then it would be really hard to refuse.

He even doubted whether anyone could compare to his boss in the study of the soul.

That miraculous ghost curse can make people lose their souls without any scars, which is even more evil than the killing curse.

At the same time, Tang Mi was also thankful that he was not that rigid Auror, otherwise it would be a terrible thing to be an enemy of the boss.

Walking out of the anti-apparition area, John put his hand on Tang Mi's shoulder.

Tang Mi also wanted to complain about this. His boss even had something as weird as the Ghost Curse, but he couldn't even Apparate.

This made him wonder, is Apparition really that difficult to learn?

Waving his wand, Tang Mi Apparated away with John.

The rest of the wizards followed suit, thinking they were bosses too lazy to Apparate.

After all, you said that with this ability, you can't even Apparate, which makes you feel a little like an actor.

...

the next day.

The Shafik family withdrew from Knockturn Alley, and all their properties were acquired by Johnny Silverhand Store.

Not only that, the Shafik family even gave up London and went abroad to the country where the situation was turbulent.

Some people said that Shafik wanted to make a fortune by taking advantage of the Muggle unrest, while others said that the old vulture wanted to intervene in politics and run for Minister of Magic.

But no matter what, Knockturn Alley has changed.

The former Dark King of Knockturn Alley has gone across the ocean, and Knockturn Alley has a new king to take the throne.

The forces that had originally coveted Johnny Silverhand now retreated one after another.