The Real Hogwarts Chapter 117 Being a Slave Is Not Scary
The magic attached to the gem on the ring gave John an unprecedented enhancement to his ability to break spells.
When the number of individual spell-breaking spells increases to a certain level, it can achieve a qualitative change. It can eliminate nearly 99% of the magic in the magic world except for the three unforgivable curses, and even extinguish the fierce fire!
By this time, Jon alone had reached the level of being able to break the curse.
And this effect overflowed from his body to outside the body. Without exception, the three spells cast by the professor were all wiped out when they were less than one meter in front of him!
The three professors looked grim. At this time, more and more students who were having lunch in the auditorium heard the noise and poured out, including some other professors and faculty members.
The Carrow siblings, Quirrell, and Lestrange all saw John floating in the air, and there were hundreds of students around them staring at the scene in amazement.
"Superiority of bloodline?"
There was sarcasm in Jon's voice as he looked down at the purebloods and half-bloods below him, reflecting the oppression he had witnessed in this castle for nearly a year through their condescending attitude.
"Come on, your theory is really ridiculous. I am the worthless mudblood you mentioned, but now I say that you are all garbage. Do any of you have the ability to refute me?"
In front of him, the red flame grew bigger and bigger, and gradually, it took the shape of a bird.
These extremely sarcastic words made almost all the pure-blood students blush. They never thought that one day the word "trash" would become an adjective to describe them from the mouth of a Mudblood.
Alecto Carrow, the younger sister of the Carrow siblings, could no longer bear such humiliation. She raised her wand with her strong arm and uttered an unforgivable spell in a sharp voice!
"Avada Kedavra!"
A bright green light flashed in front of the hallway, and some timid female students screamed, but Jon's body just shifted slightly to the side, and the killing curse passed by him and hit the stone wall behind him.
"An angry and incompetent idiot?" Jon tilted his head and looked at Alecto Carrow.
"Does the superiority of blood mean that pure-bloods have big appetites and can waste more food? If that's the case, I suggest that when you use the Killing Curse, point the tip of the wand at yourself. What's the point of living except for shame?"
"kill him!!!"
Amycus Carrow couldn't bear to see his sister being humiliated, so he yelled and gave orders to all the professors present.
When Snape and Barty Jr. were not in the castle, the Carrow siblings were the highest-ranking people except for Professor Greengrass, the half-blood headmaster who had a high status but basically did not care about anything.
The other professors, including the school doctor Lestrange and the librarian Quirrell, all raised their wands at Jon.
"Avada Kedavra!"
These people were completely unscrupulous in releasing the Unforgivable Curses. They were originally dark wizards or even Death Eaters, and had long been extremely indifferent to human life. What's more, Mudbloods were not even human beings in their eyes.
But Jon was as nimble as a hummingbird in mid-air, and he used nearly half of the magic power in the second gem to cast a levitation spell on himself, which made him feel that he had complete control over his body.
The gravity of the ground and the force fields pulling him downward were like his own limbs, allowing him to control his body !
Ordinary spells can be counteracted by the Breaking Spell, and the Killing Curse can be completely avoided. At this time, Jon's defense is maxed out. Even if Hermione is on his back, even if everyone in the castle attacks him together, no spell can touch the corner of his clothes.
His biggest flaw now is that he has no effective means of counterattack. He can't launch an effective attack, but he can easily carry out humiliating torture.
The next second after dodging all the killing curses, John suddenly appeared in front of Amycus Carrow.
The breaking spell emanating from his body easily wiped out the Armor Curse on the notorious wizard. At such a close distance, Jon had no time to raise his wand to cast a spell, but he had no intention of casting a spell from beginning to end.
Instead, he raised his hand high, swung it in a semicircle, and the next moment, he slapped Amycus hard in the face!
"Snapped!"
After all, Jon was only 12 years old. Even if he used all his strength, he couldn't blow Amycus away. Even after doing three and a half free turns in the air, he still made Amycus stagger and almost fall to the ground.
humiliation!
Endless humiliation!
Half of Amycus' face was red and swollen. He was so angry that he wanted to strangle Jon to death, but he couldn't even touch half of his clothes, so he was lifted into the air again.
Hermione obediently lay on Jon's back. She was still immersed in the feeling of being reborn, but Jon's sarcasm and the slap in the face made her image of a mature and steady middle-aged professor under this young appearance somewhat shaky...
It felt like this professor wasn't as serious as she had imagined?
"See?" Jon didn't care what Hermione thought. His voice echoed throughout the hall. "The so-called nobility of pure-bloods is only because they can use the evil killing curse to determine the life and death of others. When they no longer have such ability, they behave as ridiculous as slugs."
"This status is not what they deserve. It is a way for them to whitewash their slavery, disguise their privileges, and justify their oppression!"
The mixed-race students hiding behind the auditorium, at the stairwell, and on the side of the corridor all heard Jon's words. They stared blankly at the boy who was looking down on everyone. Many of them had seen him doing slave-like work in the public bathroom a few days ago.
A clear bird song sounded in the foyer.
Fox's bright red figure finally emerged. It glanced at the students and professors below with its golden pupils without emotion, then spread its wings and landed on Jon's shoulder.
The Carlo brothers and sisters' furious voices exploded, and countless spells flew towards him.
But no matter how they roared, they could not suppress the last words left by Jon, Hermione and Fawkes before they turned into golden red light, broke through the huge cage and returned to a wider and free world.
“Although being a slave is unfortunate, it is not terrible, because if you know how to struggle, there is still hope of breaking free; but if you feel beauty, admiration, and intoxication from the life of a slave, then you will be a slave forever!”
