I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

John held the [Devil-Repelling Holy Flame M1887] in his hand and quickly loaded ammunition into it.

At the beginning, there were only 30 rounds of special exorcism silver bullets. Today, there are only about 20 rounds left.

And looking at "Gol", the demonic energy was already billowing in front of him, making the surrounding air become cold, like a dementor from the wizarding world.

Even John couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart at this moment.

Different from the [S-Class Rat Demon] Pete that he met in Diagon Alley, the guy in front of him is a real S-class demon in his prime.

"Professor Dumbledore, if I survive today, I will accept the punishment of the Academy, even if it means expelling me."

As he passed Dumbledore, John spoke calmly.

The determination and calmness in his tone caused Professor McGonagall, who was originally shocked when he saw the shotgun in John's hand, to swallow the words that were on his lips.

Snape, who was John's teacher and the headmaster of the college where "Goyle" belonged, looked ugly.

"John, what's going on with this guy?"

John paused in his steps, but he was still in his first year of school.

At this moment, the position was in front of Dumbledore and the others. In front of the small figure was "Goyle" with a ferocious smile and a body like a giant monster.

John took a deep breath.

"This guy is an S-class demon, one of the seven demon kings of hell, and a subordinate of the jealous demon king Leviathan."

Just one sentence, and the existence of the myth involved made all the Hogwarts professors, including Dumbledore, feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Quirrell, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was so excited that his hand holding the wand was shaking violently when he heard that the demon in front of him was actually directly connected to the Demon King of Hell.

"Master, master, there is hope. Even if we don't use that damn magic stone, we still have hope of resurrecting you..."

He was thinking in his mind, but at this moment he didn't dare to communicate with Voldemort behind his head in front of Dumbledore.

"Exorcist!"

"Gore" looked at the little John in front of him, his big pale eyes turned in different directions unconsciously, and he let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice.

John took out his last bottle of papal wine from his arms.

In front of everyone, he just swallowed it.

A bottle of holy water was sprinkled all over his body from his head, but the demon who saw his actions showed no intention of stopping him.

Behind him, Dumbledore's voice came as he realized what John was about to do.

"Mr. Constantine, what can we do for you?"

John's expression changed.

"Professor, the wizard's spell may have some effect on the evil spirit level guy, but it is of no use to the bastard in front of me who has reached the demon level..."

"Goyle" opened his mouth wide, revealing his black gums that looked like barbs.

The smile was full of pride and ferocity.

"But... I think if I can use the transformation spell to transform as much silver, gold and wine as possible, it should be able to have a certain effect."

"besides!"

John seemed to have thought of something. He glanced around and saw broken glass and mirrors everywhere.

"Professor Dumbledore, this guy is the Black Mirror Demon among demons. He can quickly travel back and forth through the mirror!"

Dumbledore nodded in understanding.

The white beard raised automatically with the Elder Wand in his hand.

He looked at John, who was exuding a strong fighting spirit and looked more like a knight protecting the world than a first-year wizard. For some reason, he felt like he had fought side by side with Grindelwald.

"Mr. Constantine, do what you have to do and leave everything else to us!"

A smile appeared on John's lips.

This is Dumbledore. If he were the principal of another magic school, even if he didn't have the ability to solve the problem, he would definitely not be able to put all the treasures on him, a first-year freshman, in front of everyone.

"Transfiguration!"

When Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore and Flitwick all join forces to release the same spell.

John couldn't help but be shocked by the scene, which was like the Creator twisting all things.

I saw that all the places swept by their wands, whether it was the floor or display furniture, all quickly turned into a metallic silver and gold color.

With a move of Dumbledore's wand, a wall on one side of Slytherin's dormitory instantly cracked.

"Crash!!!"

The turbulent water of the Black Lake instantly poured into the snake courtyard rest area built at the bottom of the lake.

However, with the waving of Dumbledore's wand, these currents turned into a fierce vortex in the blink of an eye, and the turbid lake water began to gradually change color.

When a refreshing sound of wine spreads.

"Gore" instantly became furious and let out a fierce roar, and slammed his ferocious fist towards John who was in the way.

"Fuck the Exorcist!"

John raised his gun with a cold face: "My name is, John Constantine, idiot!"

"Boom!"

[Devil-Repelling Holy Flame M1887] The flames burst out and hit "Gore"'s fist hard.

Under the control of Dumbledore, the surrounding wine vortex surrounded the two men. Although it had not been blessed by any Holy See ceremony, it was even transformed by Dumbledore using the water of the Black Lake.

However, under such an environment, it also provided John with a buff invisibly.

The recoil of [Demon-Repelling Holy Flame M1887] seemed to disappear in John's hands at this moment.

Just when "Goyle" screamed and took back his right hand that had been blasted to pieces with only one wrist left, John's gun barrel had already accurately turned the opponent's."

"Boom boom boom..."

The idea of ​​saving special silver bullets has long been forgotten by John.

When more than 20 rounds of special silver bullets were fired wildly by him, the "Gore" in front of him had already had his limbs broken off by him, and he lay half-lying on the ground in a decadent and miserable state.

But John hurriedly threw aside the [Devil-Repelling Holy Flame M1887] in his hand.

With a quick step, he instantly stepped on the opponent's chest.

A golden cross was pressed firmly against the opponent's forehead covered with veins like a branding iron.

"The Holy Cross commands you"

"The six-pointed star is here to command you."

"The gods command you here"

“Stay away from here”

"Disappear!!!"

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