I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Vernon's head was buzzing. He just couldn't stand Harry, and he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Today, if Harry had been more irrational, you might not have been able to wait for my arrival. Life is fragile. Why do you want to provoke a wizard with a bad attitude? You could have been a good family member."

Petunia Dursley took Vernon's hand upon hearing that Harry was her sister's child.

When Voldemort killed Harry's parents, she also lost her sister.

Although she was jealous of her sister's magical talent, Petunia never thought of abandoning Harry.

The conflicting emotions made her attitude toward Harry moody. Now when she heard John's words, she realized what she had done.

Vernon was already breaking out in a cold sweat. Yes, when Harry pointed the wand at him today, he felt his heart almost stopped beating.

"That's all, Mr. Dursley, please excuse me."

Seeing that they had understood that they wanted to change their attitude towards Harry, John stood up and left the Dursleys' house.

On the way back, John saw the big black dog again.

He was speechless. He had just fed the dried fish, so you come again, right?

After taking out the last dried fish and placing it on the ground, John fiddled with the jar and said, "It's all gone."

The big black dog stared at John, then came over and ate the dried fish on the ground.

After patting the big black dog on the head, John went home.

Sirius saw clearly just now that this person was Harry's friend.

He chewed the dried fish in his mouth and thought about how he could catch the traitor.

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There is less than a month left in summer vacation.

John pushed the crystal ball gently, and the crystal ball rolled all the way from the table to the floor.

When Tom saw this, he immediately ran up and tried to pick up the crystal ball with his mouth.

"It seems that the enthusiasm of the little wizard is quite high."

John stared at the pile of letters on the table, addressed to the generous Lord Johnny Silverhand.

The Little Wizard Foundation, in addition to contracting the cost of wolfsbane potion for cursed little wizards before they reach adulthood, is still mostly vacant.

Now Johnny Silverhand's store relies on the income from Lockhart's books and its continuous ability to attract money, and its money has reached a very considerable amount.

Keeping the money wouldn't produce any children, so John decided to use it to increase Johnny Silverhand's reputation.

He used the money to create an opportunity for the little wizard to realize his dream. As long as you have a good enough idea, Silver Hand Angel Investment will sponsor your start.

This is undoubtedly a solution for many wizards who want to start a business but have no start-up capital. Letters are constantly being sent to Johnny Silverhand stores across the country.

For this reason, John set up a special window for receiving letters.

Every time Riddle flew to John's house, he brought a large package of letters.

Picking up a letter and seeing the address on it, John was stunned for a moment.

"Fred and George?"

What a coincidence, these two little wizards with dreams are still his classmates.

Knowing that both of them had wild imaginations about invention and creation, John opened it with interest.

Inside was a rare display of seriousness from the twins, who seemed to need the money very much.

"A joke shop, that's a very good idea."

John picked up his quill, dipped it in ink, and wrote a reply to the Weasley twins.

"But even classmates have to inspect the goods."

Just when he was about to fly out Riddle, John remembered that the two brothers were traveling in Egypt.

"Forget it, I'll send it over when I get back."

Putting the letter away, John continued to look at the other letters.

Hermione ran to France and sent a photo of herself in Paris.

John took a look and, well, it seemed a little darker, but it might be a problem with the shooting angle.

"Looks like Damo Alex is finally coming out of the study."

After seeing Damo Alex's reply, John opened it and took a look.

The other party was indeed very interested in the research that John sent him last time. For this reason, he spent all day in experiments. After getting some results, he couldn't wait to invite John to the manor.

Naturally, John would not refuse and used Apparition to arrive at Belby Manor.

He met the Belby house elf and respectfully brought him into the manor.

When Damo Alex came out, John was shocked.

"Don't drink too many pick-me-ups."

Damo Alex's ears were smoking, like a steam train, and there were thick dark circles on his face. He probably hadn't slept well in months.

But this could not dispel Damo Alex's enthusiasm. He took John's hand and went to see his research results.

"You are simply a genius. You actually thought of breaking the Blood Curse, a curse that has plagued me for thousands of years."

Damo Alex opened his eyes wide, as if they were about to fall out.

John saw his result, a bottle of blood-red potion.

"There is no specific experimental subject for the blood curse, so I can only prepare the wolfsbane potion."

If he didn't know the blood curse, Damo Alex would definitely cast a curse on people to test it.

"The blood curse is a curse that can be passed down. It is extremely evil and there is no way to break it."

John approached the bottle of blood magic potion, reached out to pick it up, and saw the scarlet color inside exuding a foul odor.

“I’m more concerned about the legacy nature of it.”

Putting down the blood magic potion, John glanced at Damo Alex and said: "Magic dies from the caster, but blood magic is not in this category."

After Damo Alex calmed down, he became extremely sleepy.

He opened his mouth wide, forced himself to chat with John for a while, and finally lay down directly on the ground and fell asleep.

John looked at him, it looked like Damo Alex was going to sleep for a while.

Just when he was about to find a place to wait, a light appeared in his eyes.

As far as he could see, the area in front of him turned into a primeval forest.

A faint humming sound lingered in my ears, erratic.

"what happened?"

John's body stiffened, and the voice in his ears gradually turned into an understandable language.

"I'm here."

Suddenly a figure flashed before his eyes, and John stared at it with wide eyes.

His body seemed to be pulled by a rope, and he seemed to have entered a phantom passage.

Continuously retreating and rising, before he was about to leave completely, John saw lines of silver light floating in front of him.

He grabbed the line with all his strength, and his whole body fell suddenly.

All the scenes disappeared, replaced by the return to Belby Manor.

John held on to the table and gasped for air. He looked intently at his right hand.

The other end of a silvery line is connected to the void.

"Who was that just now?"

John was surprised and felt something in his hand. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a book.

And that page in the book records the blood curse.

At the same time, his mastery of ancient magic was upgraded.

Staring at Ancient Magic Mastery, John felt that the voice just now seemed familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, it is somewhat similar to fairy magic.

"Ancient magic?"

His fingers brushed over the page of Blood Curse, and the look in John's eyes changed.

That was the call of ancient magic, and the voice was sad and sounded like a female voice.

"At worst, go over and take a look."

John held the line tightly in his hand, but the place seemed to be outside the country.

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Chapter 108 Albania and Calling the Source

The line of silver light left the palm of his hand and then moved in one direction. John held on firmly again. The line remained motionless in his hand, and there was a faint force tugging on it.

"It's guiding me."

John pondered for a moment and left Belby Manor. He used Apparition.

At the moment of disembodiment, John felt the line in his hand become stronger.

He did something extremely dangerous.

He did not use Apparition, but allowed the line to drag him away.

The feeling was amazing, John's body was constantly being squeezed and stretched.

Gradually, he was squeezed into the lines.

The body is shuttling at high speed, and at the same time it is suffering from the pain of acceleration.

The explosion sound fell, and John's body fell to the ground with a silver light.

The lines of silver light in his hand were gradually dissipating, and he looked around.

"I am certain that I have entered a country illegally."

The wild and savage surroundings told John that he was not anywhere in the country.

The virgin forest all around tells the remoteness of this place.

John used apparation for the first time for long-distance teleportation. A huge feeling of nausea surrounded him, and he opened his mouth and retched several times.

"The scene is very similar to the places seen."

After some time, John recovered.

He stared at the tridental tree that had also appeared in his previous view.

The figure was hiding on it and then left.

Approaching the tree cautiously, the blackness in John's pupils spread.

In his eyes, there were chaotic elemental fluctuations on the tree, not more than a few.

"Is this ancient magic?"

After confirming that there was no danger, John reached out and touched those things.

After he touched it, the chaotic colored particles suddenly turned into snakes biting the palm of his hand.

John retracted suddenly, and the dark wound on his palm couldn't be seen if he didn't pay attention.

"Very aggressive."

After trying for a while, a ball of water rose up from John's fingertips, wrapping the chaotic particles.

"Only fairy magic, which is also ancient magic, can be controlled."

Three water droplets wrap three particles and move around the hand.