Wizarding Journey from Hogwarts

Gene stood in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, looking at the figure screaming like a slaughtered pig at the door, with a smile on his lips.

Although he was far from Hermione in terms of talent, and even inferior to Harry Draco, he still had a high opinion of Neville.

Because compared to Harry, Ron, and Draco, Hermione and Neville do not have a clear camp affiliation.

Moreover, one of them is extremely talented and the other is a late bloomer. They are both very good talents.

Jean also hopes to cultivate the two of them as his loyal followers, especially Hermione.

Because the upper limit of his magic power increases very quickly, he had the magic power of a fifth-year student when he first entered school. It is predicted that by the sixth grade, his magic power may not be inferior to that of several professors at Hogwarts.

Coupled with his powerful spells, he can completely confront the two black and white demons Dumbledore and Voldemort.

But what Jean hopes more is that in addition to having this strength, there are also a few people who are not inferior to him to follow closely behind him.

Because the strength of the two demon kings, Black and White, has reached its peak, it can even be said to be on the decline.

Then when he grows up, he is likely to face a situation where he has no opponent. This is the situation he least wants to see.

Is it possible that you should regard hard-core nuclear bombs as fun?

Why did Grindelwald do so many things? Maybe at the beginning, he really wanted to fight for his ideals and the wizarding community, but what happened in the later stages?Are his enemies those who don't agree with his ideas, or Dumbledore?

It's cold at high places, and it's very lonely on the top of the mountain, whether it's the world or one's own heart.

So Gene wants to cultivate a few people who can chase him. When he reaches the top of the mountain, he will look down and see that there are still a few people chasing him closely behind him. This way, his life will not be boring, and this world will be better. More interesting.

A boring life, might as well die!

Neville, who was standing at the door, had already prepared the spell in his hand after shouting.

After hearing the sound, the blood servants outside made "gurgling~" sounds in their mouths and rushed towards the hotel.

The moment the first blood servant rushed into the courtyard outside the hotel, its figure disappeared. The blood servants following closely behind felt as if they had stepped on something, but before they had time to think about it, Also disappeared in place.

"Neville close the door!"

Seeing the blood servant rushing into the small courtyard, Jean immediately shouted loudly. It turned out that the blood servant who rushed in first, the moment he stepped on the softened ground, his calf sank in, and his whole body fell to the ground.

However, the blood servants behind stepped on the bodies of the fallen companions in front and rushed in, but it was also effective in slowing down their impact.

With the help of the moonlight, Neville could see the creepy face and sharp teeth of the blood servants. Coupled with the scene of countless blood servants rushing towards him, Neville suddenly felt that his whole body was stiff and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Gene's shout carried a magic power directly to his mind. Neville suddenly woke up and immediately closed the open door.

bang~ bang~ bang~

Continuous crashing sounds came from outside the door, which were the sounds made by the blood servants hitting the door.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

At this time, a slightly heroic girl's voice came from upstairs, and a large number of various furniture came out of the broken window on the sixth floor. Sofas, cabinets, TVs, beds, like cannonballs falling from the sky.

Neville stood behind the door and saw the most horrific scene in his life.

Various internal organs, stumps, blood and even brains spurted out, many of which even hit the door glass.

Looking at this scene, Neville gasped for air, but the strong smell of blood and stench rushed into his nose, his stomach spasmed, and with a "vomit" sound, he vomited out everything he had eaten today.

After smashing for a while, it finally became quiet outside the door, and the glass was basically dyed red.

Neville felt that all the contents in his stomach had been vomited, and he was getting used to the fishy smell in the air.

He stood up and bravely looked outside through the crack in the window.

However, due to the obstruction of various furniture, the outside situation cannot be clearly seen.

"Neville be careful!"

An anxious voice came from upstairs, followed by a "bang" and "click" sound.

Hearing the sound, Neville immediately ran inside along the safe route.

Just as he ran two meters away, there was the sound of glass breaking behind him, and a large number of blood servants rushed into the house.

"Blazing Flame Impact!"

When Neville heard the voice behind him, he casually released the spell without looking back.

The bright yellow long sword, like a sharp arrow that came off the string, instantly penetrated the bodies of several blood servants.

The long sword seemed to contain some energy that could extremely restrain the blood servants, and the bodies of several blood servants were reduced to ashes in an instant.

The softened floor in the hall, coupled with the obstruction of the door and various furniture, prevented the blood servant from causing a large-scale impact, and also gave Neville time to breathe.

"Neville stop!"

Hearing Gene's loud shout, Neville subconsciously stopped escaping.

"Turn around and pick up your long sword, that's not how Flare Blaze is used!"

Neville looked at Jean confused.

"That's a sword, not an arrow!"

Gene's words were like a bell, striking in Neville's ignorant heart.

Yes, this is a sword. Why do I keep shooting it as an arrow?

It seemed as if countless messages were coming from outside, and seemed to be pouring out from the bottom of his heart. Neville seemed to understand something at this moment.

The scene of his first magical awakening, the scene of his first learning of magic and casting spells, the scene of his first learning of Flame Strike, and the scene of seeing a sword.

At that time, Neville had a glimmer of understanding in his heart, as if this long and thin object was what he needed to pursue throughout his life.

"Flame Impact~"

The bright yellow sword appeared next to Neville again, illuminating a small area around it, but it did not shoot out like before.

Neville stared at the lightsaber, carefully observing every inscription on it.

"The wand is our arm, try to command it with the wand!"

Following Jean's words, Neville began to wave his wand gently, and the sword also began to dance, flashing with cold light in the darkness.

Sure enough!

Seeing the sword dancing with Neville's control, Gene confirmed his guess.

All the skills rewarded by the system actually have certain development potential, including power, attack mode, etc., especially spells whose introduction is not clear.

It seems that as long as he acquires the skills of several other Angels of Justice, Master Sword Master can truly rise!

At this time, Neville had forgotten about the blood servant who was about to rush in front of him, and all his attention was devoted to commanding the sword.

He had never felt this way before. When learning other spells, including other spells taught by Jean, he felt clearly blocked.

But when he was controlling the lightsaber, he felt like his arms were commanding him. Everything was so natural.

shuh~

A bright yellow light flashed, and a blood servant who rushed forward was separated from his body and turned into powder in an instant.

Hermione, who had just ran downstairs, looked at Neville's magical attack, her mouth wide open in surprise and unable to make a sound.

Looking at the blood servant rushing towards him, Neville's eyes were firm and he revealed a feeling of extreme confidence, "Come on!"