In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Jon was certain that he was holding Gryffindor's sword.

Because this is the only thing that can be pulled out of the Sorting Hat. As for why he could pull out the sword now when he couldn't pick it up from the desk in the principal's office before, he could only attribute it to the fact that Gryffindor had once The magic cast on the hat was extremely powerful. Even if Voldemort tried so hard, he could not destroy the connection between the sword and the hat.

The moment the sword blade reflecting the cold light came into contact with the black mist, it melted the black mist like fire roasting butter.

Jon didn't know much about swordsmanship, but after he discovered the restraining effect of the Sword of Gryffindor on the black mist, he waved it around him without any hesitation.

In an instant, the half-meter radius around him turned into a vacuum zone, and not a trace of black energy remained!

"There is no way Gryffindor's sword has such ability!"

Voldemort, who formed in the black mist, avoided Jon's sword edge from a distance and said with gritted teeth.

"What did you do to that sword!"

Jon actually asked the Sorting Hat this question in his mind. In his impression, Gryffindor's sword was indeed not so powerful.

"It's not me or you, don't forget what he did to this sword." The Sorting Hat said loudly in Jon's mind, "The sword of Gryffindor has been connected to this castle, and you are now Jon is fighting for the castle, so of course there will be people helping you!”

Just as Voldemort's words fell in Jon's mind, the Gryffindor sword in his hand visibly lit up with a faint light.

This is obviously not a function of the sword itself, but it brings great blessings to Jon!

Against this black fog, Jon, who had been running away, launched his first counterattack!

He took a step forward and slashed with his sword. The black mist no longer pursued Jon as it did before, but began to retreat under Jon's step by step threats.

Under the coercion of his sword, Voldemort, surrounded by black mist, retreated in front of the stained glass, as if Jon had forced him to a point of no return.

"I'm not wrong at all, right, Voldemort." Jon stared at Voldemort's uncertain face composed of black mist, "You are not yourself at all, you are just a useless abandoned child, used to give to his subordinates. Abandoned as tools and weapons.”

"Nonsense! No one can replace me! I couldn't do it originally, and I won't do it later either! I am who I am!"

Voldemort seemed to have stimulated some key nerve by Jon's words, and he suddenly screamed!

The black mist rose up with his emotional fluctuations, and Jon ignored the black mist around him that was leaning towards him again and seemed to be fearless of death. Instead, he aimed his sword straight at the upper body of Voldemort. His heart was stabbed with a sword without hesitation!

"boom!"

It looked like nothing but a black mist, but the tip of Gryffindor's sword seemed to have pierced some hard object, and there was a crisp sound of gold and stone being exchanged!

The next moment, a black ring suddenly fell from mid-air and fell to the floor, making a series of sounds.

Then, the seemingly endless black mist in the corridor began to shrink in an instant, as if it was sucked away by a powerful vacuum cleaner, and poured towards the resurrection stone ring that had fallen to the ground!

Even Voldemort himself was not immune.

He stared at Jon with extremely malicious eyes, as if he thought that staring at him like this would make him suffer from cramps, but before he could say a single harsh word, he was sucked in with the other black mist. into the ring!

Almost in just one second, the corridor that was originally like hell became completely quiet.

Only Jon was left holding the Sword of Gryffindor and breathing heavily.

When he was escaping, he saw through the advantages and limitations of these black fogs. The resurrection stone ring left by Voldemort himself, which was probably a Horcrux, was enchanted with extremely strange black magic.

This gives the remnant soul left in the ring the ability to directly deprive it of life. This kind of magic is almost unsolvable with the help of the power of the Resurrection Stone itself.

But Jon now has the help of the entire Hogwarts Castle, coupled with Voldemort's long-term erosion of the castle for many years, it can be said that no one in the world is more familiar with Voldemort's power than this castle, and the magic of the castle It was attached to the Sword of Gryffindor, giving Jon the ability to fight against these black mists.

And this is the limitation of Black Mist.

Once there is a targeted method, the black mist will completely lose any effect, because the Horcrux itself cannot directly cause any harm to people, and the Voldemort transformed from the black mist will not pose any threat to Jon.

As long as Jon focuses on the location of the Resurrection Stone ring, Voldemort's arrangements will be in vain.

Of course, because the Gryffindor sword in this time and space has no longer tempered the basilisk venom, it does not have the ability to directly destroy the Horcrux. The sword just struck by Jon just completely destroyed the Horcrux exerted by Voldemort. Black Mist Magic, and the Resurrection Stone Ring itself is still a Horcrux.

The fact that Voldemort actually kept a Horcrux was enough to surprise Jon, and he also gave the Horcrux to his men to use as a weapon, which made him even more surprised. Unusual.

Because of this, after getting the ring, Jon had no intention of keeping it in his hand.

To be on the safe side, he hid the ring in a dormitory in the Gryffindor lounge, planning to wait until the Triwizard Tournament was over before he and Dumbledore planned how to deal with the Horcrux.

After placing the Easter ring, Jon walked out of the Gryffindor girls' dormitory with his sword in hand.

Now that the black mist problem is solved, the remaining Lestrange father and son also need him to solve it.

Brandon did not stay in the library with Emil. They obviously discovered that Jon was solving the mystery of the Triwizard Cup hidden in the castle, so Brandon asked Emil to stay and continue to follow the clues Jon found. Go down, and he followed the traces of the black mist and chased him in the direction where Jon escaped.

The task Voldemort left for him was very clear, he must kill Jon with his own hands, and Emile raised the Triwizard Cup.

Brandon may not have any outstanding abilities, otherwise he would not have shown such a famous name when his brother and sister-in-law were still alive, but the most important thing about him is that he carries out any order given by Voldemort to the letter. buckle.

So he rushed up to the eighth floor of the castle and found the stairs leading to the Gryffindor lounge. Just when he arrived at the door where Gryffindor rested and was cautiously preparing to walk in, A hand suddenly stretched out from the wall and grabbed his wand!

A horrified look suddenly appeared on Brandon's face. Just when he was about to use force to take the wand back from the slender hand that didn't look strong, Jon had already used force!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound sounded, and Brandon's wand was abruptly broken by Jon!

The core of the fire dragon's heartstring wand glowed with a faint red light, and Brandon had reacted quickly at this time, decisively giving up the broken wand, and wanted to leave and retreat away from the Gryffindor lounge area.

However, before he could even exit the hole, a sword flashing with cold light suddenly penetrated his chest!

Under Brandon's incredible gaze, Jon walked in from the Gryffindor lounge. He threw away the wand that had been broken in half with one hand and held the hilt of the Gryffindor sword with the other, calmly Looking at Brandon, whose eyes were gradually losing their luster.

"When you go down there, say hello to your brother and sister-in-law for me."

After saying that, Jon pulled the sword out of Brandon's chest.

Scarlet blood fell on the ground drop by drop along the shiny sword body, which was so obvious in front of the empty stairs.

And then the sound of Brandon completely falling to the ground was even more sudden.

Jon shook the sword emotionlessly, and soon, Gryffindor's sword became as smooth and new as it was at the beginning.

This was not the first time Jon had killed someone. Of course he didn't feel anything, and it was a coincidence.

All the people he had killed so far had the last name Lestrange.

A very interesting pattern.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Looking at the wooden door in front of him, Emil angrily used a blasting spell.

But the explosion sounded on the wooden door that looked so weak, but it didn't hurt a single bit.

This couldn't help but make Emil even more irritable.

Since he separated from Brandon, he has been studying this wooden door for a long time, but he has never discovered the key to it.

Of course, he was not as familiar with this castle as Jon or Draco, and he had no clue that it was probably the last level before the Triwizard Cup.

Emil used all the violent methods he could use now, but none of them had any effect on the door, which made him very anxious.

Originally, he shouldn't have been so anxious. Brandon had already chased Jon in the direction of his escape with the things left by Voldemort. No matter what, there was no chance of Jon surviving this time.

In other words, Emil can focus all his attention on finding the Triwizard Cup from now on, without worrying about who will become a threat to him.

As for Draco, who should have entered the castle to participate in the game at this time, Emil has never taken this little kid who is just trying to make up numbers in his eyes, and they already had a consensus among themselves before the game started. , the final championship must be won by Emil.

But even this situation, which should have made Emil completely let go of his worries, still made him feel restless.

And it was in this anxiety that the door of the library, which was already crumbling, was suddenly opened from the outside!

Emil was overjoyed when he heard the news, thinking that his father had solved Jon and came to help him solve the problem of getting the Triwizard Cup. But when he saw the man walking into the library against the backdrop of the dark night, After the figure appeared, a kind of penetrating coldness swept across his body in an instant!

"Why you! Where's my dad!"

After hearing Emil's almost irrational questioning, Jon just held the sword in one hand and the wand in the other, and slowly walked into the library.

"I really have a close relationship with the Lestrange family. First it was your brother-in-law named Rabastan, then the pair of uncles and aunts named Rodolphus and Bella, and now your biological father Bu. Langton. This world is really wonderful. I used to sneer at the so-called fate, but if you think about it carefully, maybe your fate has already been predestined?"

Emil's eyes were bloodshot.

When he saw Jon appearing here safe and sound, he must have thought of the terrible consequences.

But he still didn't dare to believe it, and he didn't want to believe it!

"You ditched him, right? You sneaked back and wanted to catch me to threaten him, right?"

They seemed to be talking about their own things. Emil didn't listen to what Jon was lamenting, and Jon didn't want to answer Emil's self-deceptive question.

"To be honest, I have never looked at anything with a biased eye before, but my experiences over the years have made me wonder whether all people with the surname Lestrange are bad."

When Jon was talking to himself again, he had already reached the restricted book area.

"It's a pity that so far, no one has been able to prove that my impression is wrong. Just like your family is destined to be a group of bad people, isn't it, Emile Lestrange?"

"Avada Kedavra!!!"

Emil could no longer control his anger mixed with fear. With a red face and an almost roaring voice, he recited the death curse at Jon!

But Jon just turned sideways indifferently, and the miserable green light just disappeared, leaving only a small pit with black smoke on the originally smooth ground.

Jon, who already has a deep knowledge of the three unforgivable curses, can naturally see that Emil has not learned the life-killing curse at all. Even if he hits himself with this curse in anger, he will not be able to succeed. , at most it would just make him bleed from his orifices and fall to the ground unconscious.

Emil seemed to have lost his mind. He kept chanting the death curse and wanted to kill Jon with his own hands to avenge his father. But even these failed death curses, none of them could hit the target. Instead, Jon had already come. Arriving in front of him.

Without swinging his sword, Jon just stretched out the hand holding Gryffindor's sword. When he got close to Emil's body, the curse immediately came into effect, instantly erasing the iron armor curse on him, and at the same time, another One hand waved the wand gently.

The next moment, the last surviving member of the Lestrange family fell to the ground with endless hatred and resentment.