Wizarding Journey from Hogwarts

Among all the spells and curses that Jean currently possesses, the one with the strongest attack power is the bone spear that is amplified by the word of rune - white, followed by the curse that shatters the bones.

These two magic spells are very effective against creatures with flesh and blood, especially the piercing properties of bone spears, but they are both single-target attack skills.

But for shadow-like creatures like Rag Black Shadow, the damage these two spells can cause is very limited, and may even have no effect.

What can be effective is the Holy Spirit spell such as Holy Spirit Summoning, but the attack speed of Holy Spirit Summoning is too slow compared to other spells, making it difficult to attack the flexible black shadow of rags.

The jet-black cloak stood up straight, like a bat spreading its wings toward his face, trying to cover the invisible Jean.

But what was unexpected was that the cloak was empty!

Standing up, Cloak stood on the spot and turned left and right, as if looking for the figure of his prey.

Obviously in his perception, the prey was right here, but why did he miss it again?

He stretched out a corner of his cloak and scratched his hood, a little confused.

But just as it was thinking hard, a figure appeared behind it, and five balls of light appeared at the same time.

Cloak suddenly felt a strong crisis coming from behind, and then saw five light balls passing through his body, leaving five light holes.

The light hole expanded rapidly, and a sharp and ear-piercing cry came from the cloak, as if it was directly affecting the soul, giving people a splitting headache.

Gene covered his head and stood up. The scream of the cloak's soul before his death had a great impact on him, and his head was buzzing.

Looking at the place where the cloak disappeared, Jean didn't know what it was. His understanding of magical creatures was relatively comprehensive, including the creatures stuck on the spikes. He basically knew them all, but this shadow cloak himself Not impressed at all.

Maybe you can ask Hermione to look for it when you get back!

Well, just do it.

As the shadow cloak disappeared, the surrounding creatures obviously wanted to retreat, seeming to be afraid of Jean's strength.

But how could I let them go so easily!

"Lightstrike array!"

A three-meter-diameter magic circle appeared in an area where dark creatures were most concentrated. Light beams rose into the sky, covering all creatures within the magic circle.

The light beam dispersed, and all the creatures in the circle disappeared without a trace.

[Complete the options and get a gift pack of bonus skills. Open the gift pack now. 】

[Skills acquired: Dark Sphere, Frost Burst, Hex, Translucent Singularity, Arcane Pulse, Dark Matter, Skeleton Resurrection, Frost Nova, Path of Flame, Ice Barrier]

Gene exhaled slowly. He didn't expect that 10 minutes had passed in such a blink of an eye.

I checked my remaining magic power and found that there was very little left, so I stopped milking myself.

"weillweillweill, look who this is!" A cold voice came from the depths of the forest.

Turning around, he saw another man in a black cloak standing in the distance looking at him.

"My old father, how did he become a magical creature!" Gene looked at the black-robed figure that appeared and said mockingly.

Voldemort ignored Jean's taunt and asked, "My good boy, I thought the spell I saw that day was already your strongest side. I didn't expect so many surprises waiting for me!"

Like the black cloak that had just attacked Jean, Voldemort slid close to the ground in front of Jean, "Tell me my child, where did you get the spell! Don't tell me that you created it all by yourself, I am not Those brainless students.”

When Voldemort guessed that these skills were not original to him, Gene did not show any panic, "My soul is very special, you know this; these spells are all innate and have always been engraved in my soul." , maybe it was rewarded by some great being in recognition of creating such an excellent body."

"This is mine!" Voldemort pressed himself in front of Jean and screamed, "I created this perfect body, and these rewards should all be mine!"

Gene sneered, "Do you think your soul can bear it?"

Voldemort quickly calmed down. Indeed, he himself knew that since he started making the first Horcrux, his soul had become more and more fragile, and even the hidden dangers in his bloodline were slowly beginning to be exposed.

The adverse effects of countless generations of incestuous reproduction on the Gunter family have caused their descendants to become irritable and violent.

Originally, with his powerful magic power, Tom did not show these bad emotions, but as he made more and more Horcruxes, his character became more and more irritable.

He understood that his situation was due to the impact of splitting his soul many times.

But in order to live forever, he is willing to try any method and accept any consequences. This is why he created Jean's body.

"Tell me, are any of these spells able to make people immortal?"

Hearing Voldemort's words, Jean felt speechless.

I had just encountered a spell that could 'immortalize', a death contract, a skill that turned me into a spirit body after death.

Unfortunately, I don’t know this skill myself, and even if I know it, I can’t teach it to others.

Because Jean has tried it, the passive skills he has mastered cannot be taught to others, such as the extraordinary evil power skills.

"My poor old father, why don't you think about drinking more unicorn blood?"

Voldemort floated back into the darkness, "My son, when I come back again, we father and son must have a good talk."

"Forget it. With such a big age gap between us, we probably won't be able to talk together."

"Gene!"

Just when he was about to leave here and return to the castle, a man suddenly appeared next to him.

"Mr. Principal, are you still up so late? Didn't you say last time that elderly people should go to bed early?"

"How can I sleep if you make such a big noise here?"

"Okay, isn't it a tradition for Hogwarts students to venture into the Forbidden Forest?"

"Jean, could this curse just now be created by you yourself?" Dumbledore looked at Gene suspiciously.

"If I said yes, would you believe it?"

Dumbledore looked directly at Jean, as if to say, 'Do you think I'm a fool? '

"Okay, I just explained this problem. This is what I was born with. But if you want to learn, I can teach you. For example, I taught Hermione this light attack array."

Dumbledore keenly discovered the key point in Jean's words, "Who did you just explain to? Was it him?"