I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts

This made Sean very angry. He didn't feel sorry for Bojinbok, but only felt sorry for his Galleons.

I originally wanted to buy back the store to replenish my blood, but I never thought that this guy Mundungus would secretly take the first step.

A shady thief turned around and bought the shop for several thousand galleons. The price made Sean's heart bleed.

What's more, that **** Mundungs ​​also handed over all the black magic props belonging to the Shafiq family, which made Sean want to kill the short fat man.

"The werewolf had better tear Mundungus's throat out. That **** Johnny, even if he kneels down and licks the soles of his shoes, I won't let him go."

Sean Shafik's face became distorted, and the house elf did not dare to approach him at all, so he secretly walked out to clean.

"Click."

There was a shattering sound in the room, and Sean became furious. He cursed: "Damn you clumsy house elf, I'm going to stuff your hand into the stove!"

He walked out angrily, and the room was dark.

Although Sean is stingy, he is not reluctant to light candles.

When he realized something was wrong, the candles in the room lit up.

Chapter 97 The Unenemable Man and Shafiq’s Retreat

Two figures appeared in the room, one sitting and one standing.

"who are you!"

Sean Shafiq shouted in a high-pitched voice.

He was not doing this out of stupidity, but because he wanted to wake up the portrait on the wall.

This calculating old vulture knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the two of them.

There is a magic barrier in the territory of the Shafiq family. They entered the manor quietly. It was impossible to chat with an old guy like themselves.

His voice did not wake up the portrait. Shafiq, the new head of the family, was sleeping soundly on the wall.

No matter how much noise Sean made, the portrait remained motionless.

The house elf who was usually bullied seemed to be deaf and had no intention of coming.

Shafiq Manor is eerily quiet.

The two people in the room just looked at Sean quietly. John, who was sitting on the sofa, turned the emerald ring on his left hand.

He looked at Sean calmly and put his index finger to his mouth to make a silent gesture.

"Shh-please be quiet."

Sean's palms were sweating, and he wanted to take a preemptive strike, holding the eagle head on the cane and pulling it out hard.

To capture the thief, capture the king first. He launched an attack on the man on the sofa.

"Stupefy"

"Expelliarmus"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Sean was hit by a red light, and the wand in his hand came out.

Just as the wand was about to fall to the ground, the wand suddenly changed direction and fell into the hands of the man in the silver mask.

Sean's expression changed drastically, and he stared at the man.

The man didn't use a wand. This was an exquisite wandless spell.

"Casting spells without a wand? I don't remember having such a powerful enemy."

"That was once, Johnny Silverhand said hello to you."

John stroked the handle of the wand casually. The wood was painted silver, and Shafiq was really picky about it.

His fingers exerted slight force and the hand broke off the wand.

Picking up the elm wand, John pointed at Sean casually and said calmly: "You shouldn't attack my shop, Sean Shafiq."

Sean said sternly: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"It doesn't matter, I don't need your answer."

John tilted his head, his deep gaze falling on Sean through the silver mask.

At that moment, Sean felt a predator-like pressure.

Tang Mi, wearing a white mask, came out and respectfully asked for instructions: "Sir, I can do it for you."

"Okay." John responded calmly.

"I am a pure blood. You can't attack a pure blood. The Ministry of Magic will not let you go."

Purebloods are not the dark wizards of Knockturn Alley, and the Ministry of Magic will not turn a blind eye or close one.

Just when Sean Shafik was still threatening his pure-blood identity, Tang Mi pulled out his wand and said pitifully: "Crucio"

The chattering mouth was closed in pain, and Sean could not speak.

He fell to the ground and twitched all over, like a beached fish.

"You can pretend you know nothing."

Having free time to fiddle with the elm wand, John chuckled and said, "But you and I are both smart people, right?"

After the first period of pain passed, Sean's already thin cheeks became bloodless at this moment.

He trembled his lips and said viciously: "I will destroy your shop!"

"It seems you are a tough guy." John leaned his head on the somewhat hard sofa.

Tang Mi waved the wand again expressionlessly, and the second period of pain lasted for a full half hour.

John put the trace silk he developed into Sean's wand, and he raised his hand to signal Tang Mi to stop.

Sean's sweat had formed a pool of water underneath him. There was a look of horror on his face, and his eyes were no longer shrewd.

"What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?"

John shook his head, with a hint of hatred in his tone, and said coldly: "I should be saying this to you, Sean, tell me, what do you want?"

Sean was confused by the rhetorical question. He didn't understand what John meant.

"It seems that you are not as smart as the legend says. You didn't even say a word about you to me, which made me very unhappy.

Handing over all your property in Knockturn Alley is your punishment. "

John sighed, he raised his wand casually, and pronounced his sentence ruthlessly.

"There are only three choices. Your choice is death or surrender?"

Sean understood clearly that this man actually wanted to surrender to him.

As the Shafiq parent of the Twenty-Eight Holy Clan, Sean glared and roared: "Impossible!"

"Pity."

John's voice was long and low: "The soul is back."

White smoke came out of his skin, and Sean tried to put it out in horror, but couldn't.

His soul was pulled out bit by bit, and this terrifying scene made Sean, who had been hard-headed just now, scream.

John stepped forward and carved a spell on the heart of Sean's soul with his wand.

"Get out of here, Sean Shafiq, and never come back."

He whispered in Sean's ear. Sean's soul couldn't move, the marks carved became hot, and his screams became louder.

After finishing everything, John raised his hand to hold down the soul and stuffed it back into Sean Shafiq's body.

When Sean returned to his body, he immediately covered his heart and screamed. He pulled open his clothes. There was no wound on his heart, but it was as hot as a red-hot iron.

With his fingers loosened, Sean's wand fell casually.

John turned and left, leaving his back to Sean.

Filled with hatred, Sean immediately picked up the wand and wanted to point it at John, but he found that he could not lift his hand and the curse on his lips disappeared.

He aimed the curse at the sofa in disbelief. His body was obviously normal.

As if he was being shackled, he wanted to curse in disbelief, but his head stung.

It was as if a knife had been stabbed into his heart, and the intense pain almost suffocated him.

After a long time, he got up from the cheap carpet.

He walked to the mirror and pulled off his clothes, and a line of words appeared on his heart.

"You must not be an enemy."

Looking down, there was nothing on my flat chest.

Sean collapsed again. Now he couldn't even say a vulgar word to Johnny Silverhand.

"No!!"

In great despair, he smashed everything hysterically, and finally fainted and died in the manor.

In Shafiq Manor.

All the guards were knocked down.

The loyal elf was tucked under the bed. Lupine was with three security team members. He looked up at the manor.

There was no movement inside.

After waiting for a while, the sound of smashing was heard from the manor, and Johnny Silverhand led Tang Mi down.

"Solved, Sean Shafiq is very generous. He voluntarily gave away all the properties in Knockturn Alley as a gift."

Johnny Silverhand walked past, and Lupine didn't know what he said to Sean Shafik's old vulture, but he could tell that it was definitely not a good thing.

The young clerk Kim Ledisley who followed over caught up and asked pretending to be curious: "Sir, how did you get Shafiq to apologize?"

John's footsteps paused, with a hint of ridicule in his voice: "I gave him an offer he couldn't refuse."

This answer made Kim Ledisley frown, thinking about what kind of tempting conditions would make an ancient pure-blood family give in.

When Tang Mi heard his boss's words, he had a helpless expression on his face.

If you can’t raise your head in front of Johnny Silverhand for the rest of your life and call it tempting, then you really can’t refuse.

He even doubted that anyone else could match his boss in the study of souls.

That miraculous ghost curse can make people lose their souls without any scars. It is simply more evil than the death curse.

At the same time, Tang Mi was also glad that he was not that rigid Auror, otherwise it would be such a terrible thing to be an enemy of the boss.

After walking out of the anti-Apparition area, John put his hand on Tang Mi's shoulder.

Tang Mi also wanted to complain about this. His boss even had evil things like ghost spells, but he didn't know how to apparate.

This made him wonder whether it was so difficult to learn Apparition?

Waving his magic wand, Tang Mi apparated away with John.

The other wizards followed, thinking that the boss was too lazy to apparate.

After all, you said that you can't apparate with this strength, and it feels a bit like being an actor.

…

the next day.

The Shafiq family withdrew from Knockturn Alley, and all their properties were acquired by Johnny Silverhand Store.

Not only that, the Shafiq family actually gave up London and went abroad to a country where the current situation was turbulent.

Some people say that Shafik wants to take advantage of the Muggle turmoil to make a fortune, while others say that the old vulture wants to get involved in politics and run for the Minister of Magic.

But no matter what, things have changed in Knockturn Alley.

The former dark king of Knockturn Alley went to the ocean, and a new king of Knockturn Alley succeeded to the throne.

The forces that originally coveted Johnny Silverhand were now retreating.