John waved his hand lightly, and the arrow shattered and flew back.
After dragging Bain away and giving it a sharp shake, the centaur was knocked away like a bottle hit by a bowling ball, screaming in agony.
With another tug, Bain was dragged to John's feet, and John looked at him condescendingly.
"Weakness is not a dilemma for survival, arrogance is. Don't try to challenge the dragon with your fragile lives."
Raising his hand to flick Bain away, John put away his wand with an indifferent look on his face.
The three people behind him were stunned. None of the arrogant centaurs could stand up.
That pressure kept pressing on the centaurs, making them unable to move.
Margery was not attacked, and he could only watch helplessly as John defeated the centaurs.
Raising his eyes to look at Margaret, John chuckled and said, "You are smarter than them. Go back and tell the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest that you know what to say."
Margery's body was wet with cold sweat, and he seemed to see a black dragon destroying everything they had.
Life seemed so fragile in front of it.
He nodded hard, and John put away his pressure.
John walked forward, and the centaurs were so frightened that they couldn't help but curl up.
Walking in front of Bain, who was the most seriously injured, John's eyes looked like he was looking at a dead thing, causing Bain to slowly lower his head.
"If the students of Hogwarts are attacked in the Forbidden Forest, then I will blame them all on the centaurs indiscriminately. Your knowledge should be able to tell you that I have this ability."
John showed his sharp white teeth and pulled Bain up like a dragon caressing a sheep's head.
The centaur who staggered up stood there silently, and John said without looking back: "Let's go, I bet this year's Quidditch Cup still belongs to Slytherin."
Hagrid, who had been wary of the centaurs' attack, put down his crossbow numbly.
Harry looked at John's back and couldn't help but think.
Firenze is right, this is a very dangerous man.
Upon hearing that Slytherin won the Quidditch Cup, Harry retorted, "Then I bet it's Gryffindor."
Hearing this, John chuckled noncommittally.
Harry's confidence suddenly became low.
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After leaving the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid solved a problem on his mind and became happy.
In the distance the Quidditch match was coming to an end.
Harry and Hermione were going to watch Quidditch, while John was back in the Slytherin common room.
Here, he saw Pansy's ex-boyfriend.
"It's rare that someone isn't interested in Quidditch."
John walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the cup Daphne gave him for Christmas and took a sip.
Seeing this scene, Pansy's ex-boyfriend raised the corners of his mouth behind the book.
There was a noise outside.
John looked and saw Malfoy's arrogant platinum hair appearing in front of his eyes.
Then came Goyle and Crabbe, each holding a silver trophy by the ear.
Montana cried so hard that he finally no longer had to worry about being included in the history of the Slytherin Quidditch team.
He was the most excited to maintain his winning streak.
Malfoy pulled the price of 2,580,000 yuan and said loudly: "That's it, we won't lose."
It was a thrilling win, Gryffindor beat Ravenclaw.
The Weasley family suddenly exploded, and the gods came down to earth.
Ron immediately realized the truth, and he was so happy that he blocked several shots from Ravenclaw with a move of dragon swinging its tail.
Ginny carries Ha's will, can pick up stars with her hands, snatches the Golden Snitch under Cho Chang's nose, and wins the game for Gryffindor.
"We are only twenty points away from losing." Daphne had been holding a sigh of relief since she came out from watching the game, and now she finally relaxed.
Malfoy coughed twice. If he hadn't had a rough time in the last match with Cedric, this score might not have been so dangerous.
Even though the Weasley brothers and sisters were inseparable, they still couldn't shake Slytherin's kingly aura.
With a total score difference of more than 20 points, they won this year's Quidditch Cup.
"When Montague saw Weasley's daughter chasing the Golden Snitch, he almost had to use his wand and cast a jinx." Pansy complained, "If he was overtaken, he would definitely go crazy."
"Isn't it great now? We maintain the record for the longest winning streak at Hogwarts." Malfoy muttered.
John glanced at Malfoy. He felt that if he lost this time, the first person Montague would look for would be Malfoy.
Gryffindor was 20 points behind, but Ron Weasley's outstanding performance made Angelina say that she had found the wrong person. 33
The carnival eventually came to an end, when Ron described to Harry and Hermione how he was a monomaniac.
The last carnival belonging to the students also disappeared quietly as the Quidditch Cup came to an end.
The next time belongs to the library and exam week.
John was probably the only person in Hogwarts who didn't have to spend time in the library.
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Silverhand Manor.
Tang Mi looked at his boss and asked a question, "Sir, when I was your age, I never thought about skipping school every day."
John glanced at Tang Mi, "You know what I'm going to say, right?"
"Well, if my name was Johnny Silverhand at that time, I probably wouldn't want to go to school for a day." Tang Mi said melancholy.
As a qualified subordinate, Tang Mi could only say that his boss could not use common sense to deduce.
There are less than two weeks before the exam, and other students wish they had two more brains and drink the pick-me-up as a drink.
And John not only skipped class, but also ran away from school to Silverhand Manor.
Even Tang Mi couldn't help but worry about his boss's academic problems.
It turned out that his worries were unfounded.
John walked into the secret room behind the garden.
The transparent glass cover tightly locked the golden cup, and the dragon's container had accumulated hundreds of souls.
Release the vessel full of souls.
"The soul is back."
John's wand turned, and his soul was taken away like a cocoon, with every strand of his soul being pulled out.
In the unbreakable room, the Dementor was so sick that he seemed to be petrified.
"There are still quite a few." John glanced at it.
Dementors and the Soul-Eating Curse are in a relationship where one is weak and the other is strong.
Unless all the Dementors are dead, there is no need to worry about the Soul-Eating Curse being broken.
With the soul away, John turned his attention to the golden cup.
"Hufflepuff's Golden Cup."
He opened the cover, but this time there was no movement from the golden cup.
It seems that he has become more honest.
"Gryffindor's sword is extremely sharp, Ravenclaw's diadem increases wisdom, and what about you, Hufflepuff's golden cup?"
John stared at the golden cup and slowly reached out to touch it.
The moment it touched, a powerful wave of magic power was released from the golden cup.
John's eyes flashed, and he was surrounded by more powerful magic.
The silver ring covers the right hand, and the magic crystal creates a magic magnetic field.
Thousands of black threads penetrated into the golden cup, and the shrill screams penetrated the soul.
John held his breath and concentrated, wrapping the gold cup in black silk.
"It's time for you to hand over this thing." John whispered.
Jin Bei screamed, "No, it's impossible, how could you!"
John waved his wand and brought the dementor's soul over.
The black threads were mixed with silver composed of soul fragments.
Each silver thread turned into an extremely sharp scalpel, cutting inside the golden cup.
The fragment of Voldemort in the golden cup resisted crazily. As the Dark Lord, his soul was still very aggressive even though it was divided.
John took a deep breath and his eyes became more focused.
"The soul is back."
His voice is strange and ethereal, and the ancient syllables make the soul tremble.
On top of the golden cup, a small green snake transformed into a handsome young man.
The young man was handsome, his hands and feet were held by black silk stockings, and a silver scalpel cut open his body that was stuck to the gold cup.
John said solemnly: "You, the soul, cannot compete with me."
The wand ignited the soul, and the silver soul turned into golden flames, burning towards the golden cup.
Those eyes turned into vertical pupils, seeing the essence through the golden cup.
More and more souls were ignited, and the screams on the golden cup became weaker and weaker.
John worked hard and dragged him out completely.
The little green snake turned into a wandering spirit and wanted to escape. John stretched out his wand to induce the spirit to turn into silk threads and drag it tightly.
As the screams and unwilling roars gradually became smaller, the soul fragment was dragged into an unknown space.
After doing all this, John couldn't help but fell weak again.
He fell heavily, the blood on his face quickly receded, and a flash of black flashed under his skin.
...
Some people died, but not completely...
