I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

In the end it was Dumbledore who came forward.

Just before Nicoléme, an even more powerful boss, was about to join the competition for "gryphon golden egg incubator", he personally stepped down and finalized the decision for everyone to help John hatch this golden egg.

Dumbledore had a mischievous smile on his face like a child.

It seemed that seeing John at such a loss gave him an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Snape snorted.

Obviously, there is some dissatisfaction with this final decision.

But with the addition of a big boss like Nicoléme, he could only give in as long as he could join in the hatching of the golden griffon egg.

Then if I fight with this stupid big guy like Hagrid here today regardless of my face, it will not be considered a failure.

"Mr. Constantine, don't forget your mission today. Christmas is not far away. Whether Mr. Longbottom can still receive your surprise depends on your efforts."

After watching the matter being finalized, the name of Snape changed from calling him directly as "John" to the shady "Mr. Constantine" [John's mouth twitched.

He could only nod silently to express his understanding.

As for Snape, who had just walked out of Dumbledore's office, he met a figure that happened to arrive, which made him frown instantly.

"Professor Quirrell...you are also here for the gryphon egg?"

Quirrell was confused: "Walter? What griffon egg?"

Snape didn't speak. He looked up and down the other person's body with a pair of falcon-like eyes, and then he snorted and walked away.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Quirrell, John, who happened to have not left yet, couldn't help but glance at the other person's headscarf strangely.

Mr. Dark Lord, you are quite confident in your hiding methods.

How dare you ask Quirrell to come to Dumbledore's office directly...

Quirrell hadn't yet understood what Snape's words meant. As soon as he walked into the office and saw the golden griffon egg still on the table, he was instantly shocked.

"Egg, from a griffon? This..."

His face was dull, and what he originally planned to say was stuck in his mouth at the moment.

My mind goes blank.

"Professor Quirrell, is something wrong with you? I heard from Madam Pomfrey that you were injured by a brick. How are you doing now?"

Dumbledore didn't seem to know anything.

With a friendly smile on his face, John was a little confused whether the other party knew about the situation of the person in front of him, or whether he really didn't know anything at all.

Dumbledore's voice brought Quirrell back to his senses instantly.

“Well, this…………is like this.”

Quirrell glanced at the golden egg on the table, 967, which was carefully picked up by Hagrid. He moved his eyes away with difficulty and then revealed his secret.

"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I have some... things that require me to take a leave of absence for about a week. I wonder if you can agree to it...

Doubt flashed in John's eyes.

Quirrell is leaving?

John was even more convinced that Voldemort had to go out for something, but given his current situation.

Both Nicoléme and the Sorcerer's Stone are in Hogwarts.

If he wasn't here to watch, what else could he do after leaving Hogwarts?

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then after pondering for a moment, he nodded reluctantly.

"One week, Professor Quirrell, please be safe, and please come back before the deadline. You know, Defense Against the Dark Arts is a very important course for young wizards.

John pouted.

As for Quirrell's stuttering teaching style, if the little wizards can really listen attentively, then there is a real problem.

John could almost see that the year was over.

Except for Miss Know-It-All and a few members of their small group, their grades will not be bad among the young wizards of their generation. The rest of the young wizards will definitely understand what it means to have chicken feathers in the ten places.

Looking at Dumbledore who was starting to handle Quirrell's procedures, John did not stay here any longer.

After bowing slightly, he and Hagrid walked out of Dumbledore's principal's office.

Hagrid followed behind, carelessly holding the [Gryphon Golden Egg] which he regarded as a treasure.

Although he was not responsible for taking care of this thing alone, it greatly satisfied his strong curiosity at the moment. Following John, he was already talking about his plan to hatch this golden egg.

"Gryphons, this magical animal, became extinct more than six hundred years ago, but I still know some of their habits. I must prepare something similar to a bird's nest."

"John, you can rest assured that I am very good at this. When Buckbeak was still young, he also needed to feed Bai Bai as a bird...

John smiled and nodded, but at this moment, his mind was full of thinking about why that guy Quirrell asked for leave and left Hogwarts.

【Constantine Exorcism Society】, on the roof of the tower.

Quirrell had already left Hogwarts this morning, after finishing today's Ravenclaw and Slytherin Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons, in a hurry, without even having lunch.

As a result, John's original plan to intercept the other party and have a good chat with our Dark Lord (bjac) completely failed.

At this moment, he was standing on the highest floor of the tower. There was originally a wall clock that was too old and abandoned to be used.

At this moment, the wall clock was also moved out directly by Hagrid, who had giant blood and terrifying power.

Looking at Hagrid who was carefully bringing hay to weave a birdcage, and then carefully bringing some bird and snake feathers and scattering them on top, John blinked in confusion.

"The bird snake has an aura that can reassure its young. Although I have not tried whether laying magical animals from eggs will be effective, at least, it will definitely not get worse...

Hearing this, several young wizards who were also watching quietly on the side showed expressions of admiration.

Miss Know-It-All looked at the big man Hagrid in front of her, whom she was originally a little afraid of, and showed her unique understanding of magical animals.

I couldn't help but said: "If Hogwarts also offers a special course on magical animals, I think Hagrid will definitely be a good professor."

"Walter? Me? Professor? No, no, no, haha, I can't do this. Hermione, you think too highly of me. I'm just a gamekeeper..."

Looking at Hagrid who showed surprise after being recognized briefly, and then quickly became unconfident, smiling awkwardly and waving his hands.

John shook his head.

"Hagrid, Hermione is right. I do think you would be a very good Professor of Magical Zoology. I want to teach this throughout Hogwarts, even the one who always likes to suddenly teach some in Defense Against the Dark Arts." Quirrell, the strange dark creature, is definitely not as good as you."

Looking at the little wizards around them, they all saw smiles of recognition.

Hagrid's rough face couldn't help but move instantly. He turned his head away hurriedly. While sorting the bird's nest in a slight panic, he couldn't help but hastily wipe the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.

"Haha, thank you for your recognition, but I'm afraid no one will hire a big man to be a professor at a magic school...

Hagrid was a little disappointed. Seeing that Hermione and others were still trying to persuade John, he raised his hand to interrupt them.

He shook his head slightly.

"Hagrid, from now on you will take care of Fernando. Of course, Professor Snape and Master Nicoléme will also come to take care of him from time to time.

"Folgong?" The little witch looked up at John in confusion.

John smiled slightly and walked towards the golden egg that Hagrid had carefully placed in the middle of the nest. It was reflecting the golden light under the surrounding scorching sun.

He reached out and stroked it.

He explained calmly.

"Folgong, its future name, this name is the legendary horse of the sun god pulling the sun chariot, and from now on it will be my fighting partner to wipe out all evil spirits in the world!"

When John said this, Zhou Yin revealed deep confidence and yearning.

Equipped with the most powerful exorcism system, he traveled to this world where Harry Potter and the demons of hell were raging, and wiped out all the demons in the world.

It seemed to be the inherent meaning of his existence here.

...

Wiltshire, UK.

A luxurious country manor, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, is quietly located here.

However, this "Malfoy Manor", which in the past often held gatherings and parties among the pure-blood circles of British wizards, has seemed extremely deserted these days.

The house elves in the manor are all living in trepidation these days.

I was afraid that an oversight would anger the hostess, Narcissa Malfoy, who was in the most irritable and unstable mood at the moment.

At this moment, the minister of the bedroom on the third floor of Malfoy Manor's main manor.

Draco's mother, Narcissa, was sitting alone on the bedside, holding today's latest "Daily Prophet" in her hand.

And on the newspaper, the biggest headline was clear.

It was like a sharp blade piercing her heart, making her completely despair.

"The Ministry of Magic was attacked - Lucius Malfoy, who was corrupted and controlled by demonic power, failed to receive treatment and went into an out-of-control attack, killing 14 Aurors on the spot and 107 Ministry of Magic staff members."

"Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge spoke: We are extremely sorry for what happened to Mr. Malfoy, but under the current circumstances, the Ministry of Magic will have to take forceful measures to arrest and execute Lucius Malfoy, who has lost his human characteristics."

now.

Desperate Narcissa didn't know yet, on a hill not far from Malfoy Manor.

A pair of golden vertical eyes that revealed an evil aura were staring at the manor in front of them, which Muggles could not see at all.

And behind him, in a bush that was even darker in the dark night, seven or eight strange and wandering shadows were standing quietly.

There was a lady wearing a white classical dress from the last century, but her face was pale and she had a strange expression.

There was also a white child holding an empty glass jar that looked like it was used to hold honey, shaking it constantly.

A ghoul with two heads.

There is also a group of things that are constantly surging in the low bushes, like a group of asphalt with independent consciousness...

"Cornelly Fudge..."

With a cold murmur, the evil wolf of Xiusius tore his hand into pieces with the "Daily Prophet" stained with blood.

At this moment, he has been eroded to the limit by the power of [Fallen Charming Angel Cecia]. The only sanity he has is that of a father and husband.

The obsession to protect his wife and children.

The so-called murder and rules, or the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic.

It was no longer what Lucius's mind could think about at this moment.

In the dead darkness, Lucius and a group of evil spirits taken out from the Ministry of Magic behind him stood here quietly, as if

Almost waiting for something.

And these evil spirits were among the hundreds of evil spirits that escaped. They were the few who stayed in the end and hoped to follow Lucius on their own initiative.

After a sudden gust of night wind.

A figure suddenly appeared on a low hillside not far away.

When Lucius and these evil spirits behind him saw each other for the first time.

The latter was also the first to notice the cold atmosphere here.

The cold moonlight shone on Quirrell's face, which was solemn at the moment. The expression that made him shrink from everyone at Hogwarts during the day disappeared from his face at this moment.

He held the wand and walked up to Lucius.

Feel the suffocating and powerful aura that can almost escape from the other party's body.

Quirrell finally understood why his master, when he received a report from someone below that the demonized Lucius wanted to see him [at the tenth time, Ning Kang risked exposure.

You have to come here.

"F16F..."

" Quirrell.

The two had a dull opening exchange, which made Quirrell relax a little. At least the other party had not completely reduced to being without intelligence and completely controlled by the body as John said.

A puppet controlled by medium power.

He didn't say anything more and simply took off the turban on his head.

Then turned around.

In the past, Lucius would have been so frightened that he fell to the ground when he saw Voldemort himself, even in the state of Voldemort's remnant soul.

To any fear of the other party.

"Hey, Malfoy, you don't look good right now..."

As soon as Voldemort finished his sinister words, Lucius in front of him sneered.

"Voldemort, haven't you ever looked in the mirror?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you must have seen the message I sent you. If you want to be resurrected, just help me fulfill my request. After that, I guarantee that you can

Enough to revive you. "

Quirrell's back was turned to Lucius, but surprise flashed across his eyes.

Can the power of the devil have such a great impact on a person's character?

In other words, Lucius at this moment can no longer be called Lucius.

Lucius's unkind words did not arouse Voldemort's anger, and the latter spoke calmly.

"what are you up to?""

"Kill all those guys from the Ministry of Magic! And the exorcist and Dumbledore!"

Voldemort was not surprised: "Then what? How are you going to help me resurrect?"

Lucius waved to the evil lady behind him who looked like an upright corpse. The latter smiled and took a step forward, following her elegant steps with her pair of white lace

The gloved hand suddenly burst into intense blood.

A cold sound that made Quirrell's body tense up immediately came from the other party's mouth.

"I can't resurrect you, but I can help you create a body that will never die..."

Lucius explained.

"She can piece together a complete human body from the organs, flesh, and body of a living person, taking one piece for each person, and then sew them together... You can

Directly possess this body, and no one will be able to tell the difference in you. "

It seems that he knows what the other party is worried about.

Lucius's ferocious lizard-man-like face carried a bit of confidence.

“Even if it’s exposed to the sun during the day, there won’t be any problems.

For the first time, Voldemort's face, which looked like a concrete plug, showed a strong look of shock.

After a long moment of silence.

In the dark night, Voldemort's gloomy voice came from the hill not far from Malfoy Manor.

"make a deal!"

Diagon Alley, Gringotts has long been closed at night.

At this moment, in the deep underground vault, a goblin was carefully checking and registering in front of each vault.

Suddenly, an open vault door made the face of an old goblin in charge change.

"Mine, mine, everything is mine..."

Amidst the bursts of rustling sounds, when he walked in, under the dim light, he saw a monster lying in the vault, frantically stuffing the coins in his mouth.

Jing, instantly caused his expression to change.

He was about to scold him, but when he saw the goblin's ferocious face and mouth full of blood when he turned around, he was so frightened that he let out a cry.

Scream.

"You...ah!!!".