I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Voldemort discovered that Nagini seemed to have fallen asleep, and he immediately used his remaining magic power to cast a spell.

John looked towards the cabin, and the evil curse that was coming towards him like a laser beam made his scalp tingle.

He descended as fast as he could and came to the side of the sleeping snake.

Grabbing the snake's tail, John decisively used Apparition.

The two figures huddled together and left with a bang before the evil curse arrived.

The land in that forest collapsed, and Voldemort's attack directly changed the terrain there.

But even so, Voldemort still couldn't keep John.

He roared in the cabin, and any animal that heard the sound was killed instantly.

...

Outside Belby Manor.

"Crack-!"

There was a loud bang and a big snake was thrown out.

John's face was pale, his Apparition level was only level 2, and traveling such a long distance with a snake really made him very tired.

As he left, he also heard Voldemort's cry. The sound went straight to his soul, as if it was going to burst his head.

"As expected of the second generation Dark Lord, with this strength, he is extremely dangerous even without a wand."

His expression was filled with fear, and John thought of Tom Riddle, a younger version of Voldemort who was only in fifth grade but also displayed the strength of an Auror.

It was a little hard for him to imagine how powerful Voldemort was at his peak.

Perhaps if it weren't for Dumbledore, Voldemort would have ruled the wizarding world long ago.

After escaping death once, John, who had fought with her several times before, couldn't help but feel his heart beating fast.

Grabbing the snake's tail, he dragged it towards Belby Manor.

Damo Alex was still a little depressed. He just took a nap, but when he woke up, John was gone.

We agreed to make it each other's achievement. You're not going to just take the result and run away, right?

Thinking of this, Damo Alex panicked a little. For him, having his honor taken away was even more painful than killing him.

"It's better to strike first and release it in advance, so he can't snatch it away."

Damo Alex's blood demon potion had not been tested yet, but in order to save his honor, he began to write letters.

After some revisions, when he was about to send the results out, John came back.

"Darmo Alex, is there a dungeon or something like that? It would be best if there was a magic barrier."

John looked strange no matter how he looked at him. There were grass roots and leaves in his hair, and there was dew on his clothes even though it wasn't raining.

The most important thing was what he was holding in his hand. It was a twelve-foot-long snake that was dragged into the manor, its life or death unknown.

"John, what are you doing?"

Damo Alex even forgot about the letter in his hand. He watched John go and come back, and immediately wanted to chase him and ask where John had gone.

But John didn't give him this chance, so he had to hold it back and took John to find the Belby family dungeon.

After throwing the big snake in, John also cast a barrier magic on the dungeon.

Alex Damo was confused by what he saw.

"Huh... It's finally done. Now we have the materials for our experiment."

After everything was done, John touched the non-existent sweat.

He glanced at Damo Alex, who was wearing a cloak and a luxurious cane and preparing to go out, and asked in confusion: "Are you going out?"

"Uh... there's no rush for my business." Damo Alex put away the letter guiltily.

He recalled what John had just said and asked in surprise, "You just said... experimental materials?"

John asked the house elf to prepare him a cup of rich, sweet hot chocolate, nodded and said casually, "This is the blood curse patient."

"what?!"

Alex, who was planning to question, suddenly had his eyes light up. He was not even afraid that the sleeping snake would wake up and ran directly into the dungeon.

He manipulated the snake all over, as if trying to identify this rare patient suffering from the blood curse.

"I guess this blood-cursed orc has been transformed, but it seems that her soul is still somewhat preserved. We can try to start from there."

John took the rich and sweet hot chocolate respectfully handed to him by the house-elf and took a sip.

He might not have liked the cloyingly sweet taste in the past, but now he drank it in big gulps.

After drinking the hot chocolate, John's pale complexion finally looked better.

"Why is this big snake sleeping all the time?" Damo Alex found that something was wrong with the big snake. Even though he made so much noise, it showed no sign of waking up.

John quickly finished the rich and sweet chocolate and said as if nothing had happened: "Oh, I used a method similar to a sleeping spell. I will probably sleep for a few months."

Hearing this, Damo Alex asked suspiciously, "How many months?"

John coughed twice and said awkwardly, "About two or three months."

"You have cast the sleeping spell on it dozens of times." Both Damo Alex were shocked.

If the sleeping spell is cast dozens of times, even a fire dragon will fall into eternal sleep.

This was also John's first time using black unicorn powder, so it was normal that he couldn't control the dosage.

He said confidently: "This is perfect. It allows us to test it properly."

When Damo Alex heard this, he agreed. This big snake would not be a good baby considering its size. It might be easier to test it after it was unconscious.

John was relieved to see that he was convinced.

At this moment, a silver thread floated in front of John's eyes. He was slightly stunned. The thread was connected to the body of the giant snake.

Reaching out and touching it, that sad and gentle voice sounded again.

"Save me and end my suffering."

The sad voice seemed desperate.

John hesitated for a moment and tried to respond: "I'm trying."

His voice was transmitted into the snake's body through the silver threads, and the owner of the voice seemed to have heard it.

There was a tremor of disbelief in her voice, "Can you hear me?"

"Yes, so please don't give up, I am working hard to get you out of the curse."

John's voice softened, and it seemed that the sound could only come out because the big snake was asleep.

Every blood-cursed orc is a tragedy, and the poor person bears the destined fate without even any fault of his own.

John said in a deep voice: "Trust me."

When these three words were spoken, it was clearly a young voice, but it made people trust it involuntarily.

A force emerged from Nagini's soul, which was about to break, and she spoke again.

"who are you?"

"John Wick."

As the words fell, the silver thread in his hand broke and floated towards the big snake, and their conversation ended.

John stared at the silver light floating in his hands, like a shattered soul.

Dreamy and poignant.

...

Chapter 110: The Road to Redemption and Countdown to the Start of School

[Ding, trigger the mission, Road to Redemption, get rewards: Any point +1, bless the Soul Walker]

The system triggered a redemption mission to break the blood curse.

This made John pay more attention to the matter.

8 month 21 day.

"Add some fire ash snake eggs and test the blood demon potion this time."

Although I knew it would not be easy to break an ancient curse, I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

John tossed his coat carelessly to the house-elf, and Damo Alex drank the stimulant, and the smoke coming out of his ears turned black.

Two people took the improved blood demon potion and fed it to the sleeping snake. Under their expectant gaze, the snake showed no change.

"Failed again."

Damo Alex sat down tiredly, all the etiquette and manners he usually paid attention to gone.

Scratching his remaining hair, he took out a quill and scratched out the recipe on the parchment.

John took a big gulp of the sweet chocolate, his face showing visible fatigue. He said, "Compared to the physical changes, the patient's soul has also been eroded."

"Start with the soul, John? The soul is a taboo."

Hearing John's guess, Damo Alex raised his head and looked straight at John, saying seriously and earnestly: "Throughout the ages, those crazy dark wizards have been pursuing the study of the soul. All of them are extremely evil, and they all have bad endings."

"I know, Damo Alex, you should know that this is not an easy thing to do."

John rubbed his brow tiredly. He said calmly: "I have always believed that there is no evil magic, only evil wizards."

"I don't want you to go the wrong way. We are partners and friends."

Damo Alex stood up with difficulty. His already thin body became even thinner, as if there were only bones connected under a layer of skin.

He took the key off the wall, and the barrier in the dungeon reappeared.

John walked out of the dungeon. It was sunset outside. The day had passed like this.

"I think I won't be able to accompany you from now on, my friend."

School was about to start, and John didn't buy any books except the ones sent by Hagrid.

These days, he can see silver threads every few days, and only he can see them.

He asked Damo Alex, who said there was nothing. He also tried to touch it, but the silver light just passed through his palm.

This made Damo Alex wonder if John was deceiving himself.

"It seems that only those who have mastered ancient magic can see it."

John fell into deep thought. He communicated with the soul inside the snake and learned her name.

"What a vicious curse! It changes the body, changes the race, and consumes the soul."

He felt chilled. The person who invented this curse was both genius and evil.

He was like playing a game of chess, with an ancient being on his opponent. It was extremely difficult for him to defeat this unsolvable curse.

"Nagini won't last long. I should give her something to strengthen her soul."

Nagini's soul is becoming increasingly broken, and John is unsure if she can survive the year, so he needs something that can heal her soul.

Involving souls, John thought of the unicorn's horn. Perhaps the unicorn, which can also release powerful curses, can help.

"Try it."

With a deep sigh, John became more and more familiar with Nagini.

He knew Nagini's life story, what a poor person she was.

The blood curse was inherited from her mother, who grew up in a circus.

After leaving Belby Manor, John went back to have a good sleep.

Even though two hours of sleep would be enough, John mentally chose to stay in bed for a while.

When he woke up the next day, he slept until noon, which was a rare occurrence for him.

He habitually picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet, which said that Sirius was still on the run.