Volume 5: The Burning Golden Flame Chapter 409: Fate with the Lestranges
Jon was sure that what he was holding in his hand was the sword of Gryffindor.
Because this is the only thing that can be drawn out of the Sorting Hat. As for why he had not been able to take the sword out from the desk in the headmaster's office before, but could draw it out now, he could only attribute it to the extremely powerful magic that Gryffindor had cast on his hat. Even if Voldemort made so many efforts, he could not destroy the connection between the sword and the hat.
The sword blade that reflected the cold light melted the black fog the moment it came into contact with the black fog, just like a raging fire roasting butter.
Jon didn't know any sword skills, but after discovering the Gryffindor sword's ability to counter the black fog, he swung it around him without hesitation.
In an instant, the area within a half-meter radius around him turned into a vacuum zone, and not a trace of black air remained!
"There's no way the sword of Gryffindor could have such power!"
Voldemort, who appeared in the black fog, avoided John's sword from a distance and said with gritted teeth.
"What did you do to that sword!"
Jon actually asked the Sorting Hat the same question in his heart. In his impression, the sword of Gryffindor should not be so powerful.
"It's neither me nor you. Don't forget what he did to the sword." The Sorting Hat said loudly in Jon's mind, "The Sword of Gryffindor is already connected to this castle, and you are now fighting for the castle, Jon, so of course there will be people helping you!"
Just as Voldemort's words fell in Jon's mind, the sword of Gryffindor in his hand clearly lit up with a faint light.
This is obviously not a function of the sword itself, but it brings great blessing to Jon!
For the first time, John, who had been running away, launched a counterattack against the black fog!
He took a step forward and slashed with his sword. The black mist no longer pursued Jon as relentlessly as before. Instead, under Jon's constant intimidation, it began to retreat.
Under the threat of his raised sword, the black fog surrounded Voldemort and he had retreated to the front of the stained glass. It seemed that he had been forced into a point where he had no room to retreat by John.
"I'm not wrong about one thing, am I, Voldemort?" Jon stared at Voldemort's face, which was made of black mist and uncertain. "You are not yourself at all. You are just a useless pawn, a pawn given to your men as a tool and weapon."
"Nonsense! No one can replace me! The original me can't do it, and the later me can't do it either! I am who I am!"
Voldemort seemed to have been stimulated by John's words, and he suddenly screamed!
The black fog rose up along with his emotional fluctuations, but John ignored the black fog around him that seemed to be fearless and approached him again. Instead, he aimed his sword straight at the heart of Voldemort's human upper body and stabbed it without hesitation!
"Bang!"
Clearly, it looked like just a ball of empty black mist, but the tip of Gryffindor's sword seemed to have pierced something hard, and there was a crisp sound of metal colliding with stone!
The next moment, a black ring suddenly fell from mid-air and landed on the ground, making a series of noises.
Then, the seemingly endless black fog in the corridor began to shrink in an instant, as if it was sucked away by a powerful vacuum cleaner, and poured into the resurrection stone ring that had fallen to the ground!
Even Voldemort himself was not immune.
He stared at Jon with extremely resentful eyes, as if he wanted to tear his skin off and pull out his tendons just by staring at him like that. But before he could utter a single harsh word, he was sucked into the ring along with the rest of the black mist!
In just one second, the corridor that was originally like hell became completely quiet.
Only Jon was left, still gasping for breath while leaning on the sword of Gryffindor.
When he was escaping, he saw through the advantages and limitations of the black fog. The resurrection stone ring left by Voldemort himself, which was most likely a Horcrux, was attached with extremely strange black magic.
This gives the residual soul left in the ring the ability to directly deprive people of their lives. This kind of magic, with the help of the power of the Resurrection Stone itself, is almost unsolvable.
But John now has the help of the entire Hogwarts Castle, and with Voldemort's long-term erosion of the castle over the years, it can be said that no one in the world is more familiar with Voldemort's power than this castle. The magic of the castle is attached to the sword of Gryffindor, giving John the ability to fight against the black fog.
And this is the limitation of the black fog.
Once there is a targeted method, the black fog will completely lose any effect, because the Horcrux itself cannot directly cause any harm to people, and Voldemort created by the black fog will no longer pose any threat to John.
As long as John could identify the location of the Resurrection Stone ring, all of Voldemort's arrangements would be in vain.
Of course, because the Gryffindor sword in this time and space has not been tempered with basilisk venom, it does not have the ability to directly destroy the Horcrux. John's sword just now only completely broke the black mist magic cast by Voldemort on this Horcrux, and the Resurrection Stone ring itself is still a Horcrux.
The fact that Voldemort actually kept a Horcrux was already surprising enough to John, and he also gave this Horcrux to his men to use as a weapon, which made him feel even more unusual.
It is precisely because of this that after getting the ring, Jon had no intention of keeping it.
To be on the safe side, he hid the ring in a dormitory in the Gryffindor Common Room, intending to wait until the Triwizard Tournament was over before planning with Dumbledore how to deal with the Horcrux.
After placing the resurrection match ring, Jon walked out of the Gryffindor girls' dormitory holding the sword.
Now that the problem of the black fog has been solved, he also needs to solve the remaining Lestrange father and son.
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Brandon did not stay in the library with Emil. They obviously discovered that Jon was solving the puzzle of the Triwizard Cup hidden in the castle, so Brandon asked Emil to stay and continue searching according to the clues found by Jon, while he followed the traces of the black fog and chased in the direction of Jon's escape.
The task Voldemort left him was very clear: he had to kill John with his own hands, and Emil raised the Triwizard Cup.
Brandon might not have any outstanding abilities, otherwise he would not have become so famous when his brother and sister-in-law were still alive, but the most important thing about him was that he carried out any orders given by Voldemort to the letter.
So he rushed up to the eighth floor of the castle and found the stairs leading to the Gryffindor common room. Just as he arrived at the door of the Gryffindor common room and was about to walk in carefully, a hand suddenly stretched out from the wall and grabbed his wand!
Brandon's face suddenly showed a look of horror. Just when he was about to use force to snatch the wand back from the slender and seemingly not strong hand, Jon suddenly exerted force!
“Crack!”
A crisp sound was heard, and Brandon's wand was broken by John!
The core of the Fire Dragon Heartstring glowed with a faint red light, and at this time Brandon had reacted quickly, decisively giving up the broken wand and wanting to leave and retreat out of the Gryffindor lounge.
However, before he could retreat from the cave, a sword flashing with cold light suddenly pierced into his chest!
Under Brandon's incredulous gaze, Jon walked in from the Gryffindor common room. He threw away the wand that had been broken in half with one hand, held the hilt of the Gryffindor sword with the other hand, and calmly looked at Brandon whose eyes were gradually losing their luster.
"When you get down there, say hello to your brother and sister-in-law for me."
With that, Jon pulled the sword out of Brandon's chest.
The scarlet blood dripped down the shiny sword onto the ground, and was so obvious in front of the empty stairs.
The sound of Brandon falling completely to the ground was even more abrupt.
Jon shook the sword emotionlessly, and soon the sword of Gryffindor became as shiny and clean as it had been at the beginning.
This was not the first time Jon had killed someone, so of course he didn't feel anything, and it was a coincidence.
So far, everyone he had killed had the last name Lestrange.
A very interesting rule.
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"Thunder 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 fragile, but did not cause any damage at all.
This made Emil even more annoyed.
Since he separated from Brandon, he has been studying this wooden door for a long time, but he still hasn't found the key.
Of course, he was not as familiar with this castle as John or Draco, and he had no idea that this might be the last level before the Triwizard Cup.
Emile used all the violent means he could use, but none of them had any effect on the door, which made him very anxious.
Originally, he shouldn't have been so anxious. Brandon was chasing in the direction of John's escape with the things left by Voldemort. No matter what, there was no chance that John would survive this time.
This means that from now on, Emil can focus all his attention on finding the Triple Crown without worrying about who will become a threat to him.
As for Draco, who should have entered the castle to participate in the competition at this time, Emil never took this little brat who was just there to make up the numbers seriously. Moreover, before the game started, they had already reached a consensus among themselves that the final championship must be won by Emil.
But this situation, which should have made Emile completely put his worries aside, still made him feel anxious.
And it was in this kind of anxiety that the library's door, which was already beginning to shake, was suddenly opened from the outside!
Emil was delighted when he heard the noise, thinking that his father had solved the problem of John to help him solve the problem of getting the Triwizard Cup. But when he saw the figure walking into the library in the darkness, a penetrating coldness instantly swept through his body!
"Why you! Where's my dad?"
Hearing Emile's almost mad questioning, Jon just walked slowly into the library with a sword in one hand and a wand in the other.
"I really have a connection with the Lestrange family. First it was your uncle named Rabastan, then the uncle and aunt named Rodolphus and Bella, and now it's your biological father Brandon. This world is really wonderful. I used to sneer at the so-called fate, but if you think about it carefully, maybe your fate may have been predetermined?"
Emil's eyes were bloodshot.
When he saw Jon appearing here safely, he must have thought of the terrible consequences.
But he still didn't dare to believe it, nor did he want to believe it!
"You got rid of him, didn't you? You sneaked back and wanted to catch me to threaten him, didn't you?!"
They seemed to be talking about their own things. Emil didn't listen to what Jon was sighing about, and Jon didn't want to answer Emil 's self-deceiving question.
"To be honest, I have never looked at anything with a prejudiced eye before, but my experiences over the years have forced me to doubt whether all people with the surname Lestrange are bad."
When Jon was talking to himself again, he had already walked into the restricted books area.
"Unfortunately, so far, no one has been able to prove that my impression is wrong. It's like your family is destined to be a group of bad guys, right, Emil Lestrange?"
"Avada Kedavra!!!"
Emile could no longer control his anger mixed with fear. His face flushed, and he chanted the killing curse at Jon in an almost roaring voice!
But Jon just turned his body nonchalantly, and the pale green light disappeared, leaving only a small pit emitting black smoke on the originally smooth ground.
Jon, who had already mastered the three unforgivable curses, could naturally see that Emil had not yet learned the Killing Curse. Even if this spell he cast in rage hit him, it would not succeed . At most, it would only make him bleed from all seven orifices and fall to the ground unconscious.
Emile seemed to have lost his mind. He kept chanting the killing curse, wanting to kill Jon with his own hands to avenge his father. But even these failed killing curses did not hit the target. Instead, Jon had already arrived in front of him.
Instead of swinging the sword, Jon simply stretched out the hand holding the sword of Gryffindor. When it approached Emil's body, the Stop Spell took effect and instantly wiped out the Armor Charm on his body. At the same time, he gently waved the wand with his other hand.
The next moment, the last remaining scion of the Lestrange family fell to the ground with endless hatred and resentment.
