I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

Magic stone!?

When John said this thing, not only did he know what it was, but even Hermione and Pansy, who happened to have met it, couldn't help but stop what they were doing.

At that time, Dumbledore wanted to use it to treat John after the [S-Class Black Mirror Demon] attack.

The curious two happened to check this information.

Looking at the confused Harry and others, Miss Know-It-All couldn't help but sigh and shook her head.

"The Philosopher's Stone is a very precious and legendary object. It is said that it can not only turn the stone into gold, but it is also a material for making the elixir of immortality... Professor Dumbledore had planned to use this object to save you, John."

Pansy on the side saw Draco's eyes light up, as if he saw hope in an instant.

To be merciless is to pour a basin of cold water on the other party.

"Professor Dumbledore is willing to use such a precious thing to save John. John deserves it. But, Malfoy, do you think Professor Dumbledore would give such a precious thing to your father?"

Suddenly.

Thinking of his father and son's attitude towards Dumbledore and John.

And during this time, his father had spared no effort to put pressure on Dumbledore at the Ministry of Magic.

In fact, several newspapers published by the Daily Prophet in those days had the shadow of the Malfoy family's secret intentions.

John looked at Hermione and Hermione in surprise.

Dumbledore used the Philosopher's Stone on himself?!

To be honest, he really hadn't thought about this. He couldn't help but look at Harry who was not far away. This feeling seemed to have stolen the "grandpa" who should belong to the protagonist.

Seriously, it's still very weird.

However, it was precisely this incident that made John increasingly feel that Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in history, truly deserved his title.

But at this moment, Draco, who had just heard hope and then had his hope shattered in an instant, his legs weakened and he fell to his knees directly on the ground.

His eyes were blank, and he murmured something with a hint of crying.

"I, what should I do? I must save my father...

Looking at the lost Draco, John couldn't help but think about it.

This incident with [Fallen Charming Angel Cecia] also sounded a wake-up call for him.

The demons he had dealt with before were all, without exception, doing evil in the world through possession.

Or they are simply beings that are active in the human world.

It is bound to happen in the future that a powerful and terrifying hell boss like Chessia directly descends on a certain unlucky person in the human world with a force.

After all, he is a member of his family and knows his own affairs.

Satan's collection-obsessed obsessive-compulsive disorder is just waiting for the last piece of the puzzle to arrive.

When there is no guarantee, just like Cecia, a calendar area belonging to the opponent comes down.

Dumbledore's office.

When John made his request straight to the point, Dumbledore, who was drinking afternoon tea, also didn't take Lucius's matter to heart at all.

Fortunately, I didn't choke on the black tea in my mouth.

"Walter? You want to hire Nick Mellor to come to Hogwarts and serve as the chief alchemist of your society?!"

"Mr. Constantine, are you serious?!"

Such an exaggerated tone is hard to imagine, let alone seeing, coming from the mouth of Dumbledore, a kind professor.

This shows how incredible he is at John's outrageous request at this moment.

He saw that John nodded seriously.

He couldn't help but touched his forehead with a headache.

He shook his head in confusion: "Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

John: "I need the Philosopher's Stone...a lot of Philosopher's Stone!"

Seeing that the other party mentioned the Philosopher's Stone to him, and his expression changed for a moment, John pointed it out directly and told the reason why he needed the Philosopher's Stone.

"Professor Dumbledore, existences like the fallen angel Cecia that you have experienced personally do not just come to the human world if they want. However, even though there are many restrictions."

"But they can easily use their own power to corrupt more people, just like they did with Lucius Malfoy."

"And it is precisely for existences like theirs at the level of hell devils that their power cannot be dissipated naturally."

"In addition to sealing, and then using a large amount of holy water to assist the purification circle for long-term purification, we can completely eliminate [the magic stone is the most secure method I can think of now>!"

John's young face frowned because he was too serious.

This serious look was quite cute, but it also put Professor Dumbledore in front of him, who could be said to be completely obedient to him, into a real dilemma.

He pondered with a wry smile.

"Is there no other way besides the Philosopher's Stone?"

John shook his head.

"You have really caused a headache for me, an old man. Nico Flamel is now living in seclusion in the wizarding world in France and is not even willing to leave. Moreover, his body is 14..."

Dumbledore sighed again, but saw that John was so serious.

Considering what the other party said in the future, it is indeed possible.

After some hesitation, Dumbledore agreed to help John with his inquiry and invitation.

Just leaving Dumbledore's office, there was a familiar and strong smell of garlic.

This made John's mouth twitch involuntarily.

"Professor Quirrell, next time you want to hide yourself, you'd better cast a deodorizing spell on yourself, at least that way your hiding in the corner will not look like that

…”

The merciless ridicule like a poisonous snake made Quirrell, who was hiding in the corner, come out nervously.

He first glanced in the direction of Dumbledore's office.

Then he hurriedly winked at John and spoke in a low voice.

"Mr. Constantine, my master wants to see you!"

John took a step back, a polite smile on his face.

However, his eyes did not conceal his disgust for the smell of Quirrell's body.

"Very well, I understand. It's all the master's task. So, Professor Quirrell, please don't get so close to me in the future."

"I'd rather be Miss Granger or Miss Parkinson, because I smell something special, and there's something special about me and other girls.

"I also don't want them to think that I have the possibility of having a biological evolutionary relationship with a pig in a pig pen."

"..."

It seems that if the Sorting Hat hadn't gone crazy during the sorting process, this annoying guy in front of me would have definitely been classified as Slytherin!

All the way to Quirrell's office.

After watching the other person bending over and groping in the hidden compartments of the cabinet.

Suddenly he took out a large bag.

Listening to the pleasant sound of metal collision coming from inside, John looked like a fool as he looked at Quirrell, whose face reflected excitement and pride in front of him.

"Mr. Dark Lord, are you serious? Please don't tell me that this is your proposal."

"Are you Death Eaters already in this state of embarrassment? Or do you not know that there is something called a Gringotts bearer savings account?"

"Bring all these galleons to Hogwarts and give them to me? What am I going to do with them? To reward house elves?"

The original smile on Quirrell's face suddenly froze.

But then, with some embarrassment, he took out another document in a rawhide paper bag.

"Mr. Constantine, I think you have misunderstood. We have transferred most of the income to this account. These... are taken from a fraction and handed over to you personally. This is also the intention of our master. Show your sincerity in our cooperation.”

"There are a total of 110,000 gold galleons on the account."

"This bag contains a total of 6,800 gold galleons."

John took the document from the other party's hand in a daze, and Quirrell also took off the turban on his head at this time.

Looking at Voldemort's face that appeared again.

John looked at the savings document in his hand again, which showed that there was indeed nothing wrong with it.

"So... Mr. Dark Lord, it seems that the Death Eaters under your command really need mental comfort."

Voldemort could only feel his blue-grey face, which was now a little red.

It’s so embarrassing!

Since he was deflected by Lily Potter's protective spell, when he tried to kill Harry, he was caught in it instead.

The Death Eaters, who were still in a favorable situation, suffered heavy losses in an instant.

However, the vast majority of the Death Eater forces are hidden in the master realms of other countries.

Either operating in a place similar to the wizard black market, or simply hiding and starting to seek development locally.

"Constantine, compared to this, I think you should now understand how powerful these people under me are, right? You can put forward any conditions you have to cooperate with me and help me resurrect.

John smiled lightly.

Voldemort's urgency at this moment made John instantly realize that the situation of the Dark Lord in front of him might have worsened again.

"Very well, Mr. Dark Lord, you have proved your worth, so... tell me what you want."

"Magic stone!"

Listening to the other party's almost blurted request, John was not surprised at all.

only………

"Mr. Dark Lord, Philosopher's Stone? Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I also know that there is still a Philosopher's Stone in this world. It is now in Hogwarts. I even know that it is in the hands of Professor Dumbledore."

John sneered: "Professor Dumbledore, you are my respected teacher, and my friend who has helped and trusted me many times... You think you can make me happy just by doing this little thing for me?" Help you get the magic stone?"

Voldemort looked at John in front of him and gritted his teeth.

"What else do you want from me?"

John smiled slightly.

"Mr. Dark Lord, since you can be called the Devil, you must have mastered a lot of black magic and other spells. Haha, I am a very studious person.

night.

In the [Demon Sealing Treasure Box].

After Harry and others went to bed, John quietly walked in alone.

Then he took out the basic black magic books that he had prostituted from Voldemort during the day.

It's not just things like the Unforgivable Curse.

It also includes the production and principles of Horcruxes.

It was as if the other party had deliberately made some small plans. After all, everyone knew it, whether it was learning and using the Unforgivable Curse or making a Horcrux.

These are the things that are most likely to corrupt people’s souls.

However, these so-called negative impacts were faced by John, who had no intention of learning on his own.

The basic magic book was placed on [Tut's Cursed Mirror].

All of a sudden.

along with

The light bloomed, and the dog charm on John's chest began to provide unlimited life span.

"[Avada Kedavra]...the killing essence, instantly cuts off the connection between the target's soul and body, thereby achieving the purpose of killing the opponent...

".||[The Cruciatus Curse] amplifies and tortures the target's sensory nerves. The main purpose of the curse is not to torture the body, but directly to the brain...

"[The Soul-Absorbing Curse], a powerful hypnosis and control spell for the soul..."

"[Horcrux]...."

Under the influence of [Tut's Cursed Mirror], John sat in the treasure chest space, but there was a Dark Lord in his mind, personally demonstrating and explaining to John over and over again.

The principles and essence of these things.

And just as it happened, when John came out of the treasure chest space the next day.

In my mind, plans that were not yet ready for the conditions began to have directions and plans.

And these days, John is either busy with the two little witches about the exorcism society, or following Snape to study the monsters he captured.

when.

It only takes two or three days.

When he was called to the office by Dumbledore, he was instantly shocked by the old man with short white hair and an elegant temperament that looked like a scholar.

call.

"Master Nicoléme?!"

That’s right!

John looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, whom Dumbledore even took seriously.

Isn't it the alchemy master Nicoléme that he is always thinking about, thinking that he would be perfect if he could pull him over?

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Constantine. In fact, I have seen the stories of your ancestors in some ancient books..."

John looked at Dumbledore and nodded slightly, suddenly understanding.

It seems that his background once again allowed him to take advantage of many things.

Seeing John, he stretched out his hand to shake his hand, but Nicoléme hurriedly smiled and waved his hand to refuse.

"Oh oh oh, forget about shaking hands, my bones are already extremely fragile."

John paused and looked up, only to find that when the old man in front of him said these words, there was no trace of loss or fear in his clear eyes.

Maybe he saw the meaning in his eyes.

Nicolas Flamel smiled faintly: "Mr. Constantine, life is like a blank book. I have written a lot of content. If it hadn't been for the fresh appearance of you,

Story, I think, Deng (Li Zhao's) Bullido may not be able to contact me soon.

Dumbledore on the side shook his head with a complicated expression.

To some extent.

This can be considered indirect for John, giving Nicoléme a reason to continue his life.

Dumbledore looked at John, his expression full of solemnity and seriousness.

"Mr. Constantine, Master Nicolas Flamel does not have any position in the school, so... you need to be responsible for all his future affairs, including food, daily life, flowers, etc."

Of course, as a member of your exorcist association in the future, you will also need to be responsible for other things that Nicoléme needs. "

John nodded repeatedly.

When Hermione and the others heard that John had actually invited the greatest and outstanding alchemist in the wizarding world, Nicolas Flamel, to the Exorcist Society.

Don't tell Hermione they don't believe it.

Even Professor McGonagall and others who heard the news from Dumbledore rushed over immediately.

"Hi, Minerva, you still look so good even after all these years.

When Professor McGonagall heard the greeting from the person in front of him, he seemed to be out of breath.

The whole person couldn't help but be stunned.

And standing behind him, people like Professor Flitwick and Snape had already quickly walked into the fully displayed [Constantine Exorcist Society].

middle.

"Welcome, Master. I have long wanted to meet you in person, but I have never had the chance. It seems that Professor Dumbledore has indeed lied to me. I have asked you where you live more than once...

Faced with this situation, even existences like Flitwick and Snape can only treat the situation as cautiously as students.

John's expression was very natural.

However, Miss Know-It-All, who were the first members of the "Constantine Exorcism Society", felt extremely stressed at this moment.

With a smile on her lips, Miss Viper Parkinson reached the little girl's ear.

"Miss Granger, congratulations. From now on, even masters like Nicolas Flamel will be under your management..."

Miss Know-It-All looked sideways.

Do you want this kind of blessing?