The patron saint is back.
Strictly speaking, this cannot be regarded as a patron saint.
John thought he could give it a more appropriate name.
substitute.
Store your own emotional magic inside and turn it into something similar to a clone.
Looking at the silver-white man in front of him who had the same face as himself, John thought thoughtfully, "It looks like Ravenclaw."
What Ravenclaw stores in the painting is similar to John's.
"Can you use magic?"
"certainly."
Silver John snapped his fingers and things in the room flew up.
"I think you can help me a lot." John stretched out his hand to shake Silver John's hand.
Silver John shrugged, and his body began to dissipate into silver light and merge into John's body.
"It feels amazing."
John moved his hands.
"You are as creative as Salazar."
John looked over and saw that the woman had appeared in the Star Club at some unknown time.
"But it's just a wild imagination, and it's like Godric."
The woman has blond hair and is wearing a dress from centuries ago.
"Helga Hufflepuff?" John saw the woman and then looked at the recipes on the table.
"It seems I guessed wrong. Hufflepuff also has its own little secret." John smiled.
Hufflepuff looked at John with affection in her eyes. She shook her head and said, "I didn't expect that there would be such a pitiful child as you."
"Me?" John pointed at himself and laughed dumbly, "You are wrong, I am not pitiful."
"No, child." Hufflepuff came to John and stroked John's thinning cheek with his hand, "You have been deprived of your sense of taste."
"That was a terrible punishment."
John's smile froze and he unexpectedly said, "You were the first to discover it."
"I think Rowena knows that too, but for her, taste has never been part of the standard of pleasure."
Hufflepuff seemed to see a child who had gone through too many hardships, and she said with pity: "You have almost forgotten the taste of food."
"The price, for me, equal exchange is not a loss-making transaction," John said indifferently, "I lost my sense of taste, but I have friends."
"I'm here because of you," Hufflepuff said, shaking his head. "The existence that takes away your sense of taste is very powerful, but I want you to be able to taste delicious food again."
“Just the best I can,” she said.
"Hufflepuff, do you know what is scarier than losing your sense of taste?" John said, "That is to taste delicious food again."
"That smell will be like a beautiful dream that haunts people, making people try every means to find it and lose their original intention to pursue it."
John rejected her. Instead of losing his sense of taste when he tasted delicious food again, it would be better to lose his sense of taste all the time.
Let that ambiguity continue until you really have a solution.
"You are so sensible that it makes people feel distressed." Hufflepuff was very emotional. She was incarnate like Ravenclaw. "What have you experienced?"
"Some battles, some redemptions, some gains, some losses." John smiled, "These add up to what we call life."
"Although the purpose of Hufflepuff House is to treat everyone equally, you still deserve my words," Hufflepuff nodded happily, "You are the best Hogwarts student I have ever seen."
"Slytherin will like you for your creativity with magic."
"Gryffindor will love you because of your courage to try the unknown."
"Ravenclaw will like you for your wisdom through hardship."
"I will like you because of your dedication and tolerance to your friends."
Hufflepuff's body gradually turned into an illusion, revealing the recipe hidden inside.
The recipe fell down and John walked over and picked it up.
"A gift from Hufflepuff."
Recognition from the Big Four.
John chuckled.
He was probably the first one in a thousand years.
The recipe was placed on the table, and he decided to keep it with the Star Club, which would probably invite him to tea with the Ministry of Magic.
Hufflepuff wanted to give John a taste.
She said one thing, Slytherin might like John, but not for his creativity with magic, but for his ambition.
"I didn't say my sense of taste wouldn't come back." John stared at the recipe and put it in a cabinet.
The Big Four are indeed the Big Four. In the past, Gryffindor reappeared in the Room of Requirement, and later, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff appeared with consciousness.
They are all people who have gone very far in their magical attainments.
"I don't know if Slytherin's consciousness was destroyed or disappeared?"
John touched his chin. Among the Big Four, only Salazar Slytherin, the one with the highest attainments in black magic, did not appear.
Although John had been to his chamber of secrets, it had been visited by Voldemort.
It's possible that Voldemort had already met Salazar Slytherin and that consciousness had dissipated.
But it's also possible that John wasn't seen because he wasn't a pureblood.
It wasn't that important to John anymore.
What he should consider now is what animal's blood he should put into the magic blood.
There are currently six magical animal bloodlines he has fused.
They are: Fire Dragon, Invisible Beast, Boggart, Basilisk, Phoenix, and Spirit of the Black Lagoon.
The fire dragon gave him a powerful body.
The Invisible Beast gave him the power of a prophet.
Boggarts evoke fear as well as perception.
The basilisk made him carry death.
The Phoenix brought him back to life.
The Spirit of the Black Lake made him immortal.
"What should I choose next?"
John also hesitated.
After all, his current abilities also have shortcomings in some aspects.
For example, his Apparition is actually not very clever.
"Gotta think about it."
...
December.
It's snowing in the sky.
The weather seems to be colder this year, with heavy snow covering most of Europe.
in Polish cities.
On the snow-covered roof, an old man with a white beard and white hair shovels snow while wearing sunglasses.
The neighbor's house exploded without warning.
The old man stared blankly at a figure flying out of it.
The opponent flew into the sky on a broomstick.
The dozen or so people who had appeared around the house disappeared with a loud crack that made snow fall on the roof.
The old man took off his sunglasses and wiped them carefully.
He stared at the broom in his hand, wondering if he could fly too.
At this time, a wizard appeared and waved his wand at him.
His mind suddenly flashed, and he realized he was already in the room.
The news is reported on the television.
"Gas leaks have occurred in many houses. We remind the public once again that they must remember to conduct regular inspections of gas pipelines..."
Continuous explosions sounded everywhere.
"For Grindelwald!"
A saint was cornered, screamed, his body was covered by a spell and died.
This is a vigorous arrest operation, and the opponent of the Ministry of Magic is Grindelwald, who once dominated Europe.
But they were well prepared, and a Saint made a sneak attack, but was blocked by the amulet on the Auror.
"Nearly a hundred Muggles have been affected."
The Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement came to report on the progress of the work. He said: "Grindelwald is still stubbornly resisting."
The Polish Minister of Magic said sternly: "If we give up now, we will miss the mark!"
"But Muggles..."
"Arrange personnel to forget the witnesses and involve the Muggles involved. I will communicate with the Muggle government."
The Polish Minister of Magic had a far-reaching vision and said: "We are not only doing this for ourselves, but also for the entire world."
"Grindelwald will plunge the Muggle world into war as well, and they will understand me."
The Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement was speechless.
This earth-shattering arrest also alarmed the International Federation of Wizards.
Representatives from various countries soon came to Poland. They wanted to stop this crazy and radical behavior.
But when Old Barty arrived, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement ran in.
"Caught!"
This accountability suddenly became silent.
They saw the white-haired man floating in with his hands and feet bound.
No one will forget the name that once took Europe by storm.
Grindelwald.
The Polish Minister of Magic took everything in his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face turned expressionless in an instant.
This big drama has begun.
...
