I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John, who had hoped to please, even wanted to please, gradually lost the sparkle in his eyes.

Under Dumbledore's gaze, black magic surged out of John, and a deep voice sounded.

"Professor Dumbledore, I want you to give me the Time Turner. It should be mine, right?"

The voice was extremely cold, completely different from before, even suffocating.

Dumbledore could see that the person in front of him was now in an extremely dangerous state.

But he still shook his head and said seriously: "Time is taboo, child."

"Taboo?"

Laughter sounded low, and the originally lowered head suddenly rose.

In those eyes, there was hatred mixed with anger.

"Dumbledore, you are still as hypocritical as ever."

"You clearly had a chance to save him just now, but you chose Harry."

"It's you, everything is you!"

Sanity fades away.

The black magic is like a quagmire, trying to drag everyone down.

John said with a spiteful tone: "You arrived here first, and you didn't choose Heinrich. Is it because of his family, or because he is not Hogwarts, or because he is not Harry Potter!"

eccentric!

This wasn't the first time John knew about this.

But he didn't expect that when Heinrich was surrounded by fire, Harry and Voldemort would confront each other.

Dumbledore chose Harry without hesitation, and even as long as Dumbledore took action, Heinrich might be able to survive.

He didn't, he cared more about Harry Potter's life and death.

Damn the savior, John just wanted his friends to live.

Just like now, John said word by word: "Give me the thing, Dumbledore."

He knows everything.

As he knew, Mundungus was actually still serving Dumbledore.

He thought it would free up some kindness and let the old man know he was a good person.

He knew that there were two Time-Turners applied for in the third year, one of which was in Dumbledore's drawer.

He knew that Dumbledore had some fears about him and was blatantly partial to Harry.

But.

But he is also a student of Hogwarts.

Is not it?

He just wants fairness.

Even in order to save Heinrich, he could refuse future fairness.

Pointing the sword in his hand at Dumbledore, John took a deep breath and said again expressionlessly: "Give it to me."

As long as you have a time-turner, everything is possible.

"Feel sorry."

Dumbledore put Harry down, looked at John, and gave the same answer.

"I can not."

Harry's heart nearly jumped out of his throat, and he couldn't get a word in.

Facing the greatest wizard of the century, John almost collapsed.

"I can't watch you being irreversible," Dumbledore said with a complicated expression, trying to get John to turn around, "Don't play with taboos, death is irreversible, and the time turner can't do what you said."

John knew he might have been exposed, so what?

He smiled coldly, turned and left.

Playing with taboos?

Who is playing with taboos?

Who is there, under the guise of fairness, to be superior?

"You've consumed the last bit of my affection for you, Dumbledore."

John's steps paused slightly, and his expression under the mask was full of indifference.

"Maybe you feel that you are superior, but don't forget that there are also fatal dangers in the quagmire."

There were continuous explosions all around, and it was the security team coming.

Tang Mi appeared carrying Peter Pettigrew, and he stood silently behind John.

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Chapter 251 Death and Wail

die.

silence.

The fire is burning brightly.

The flames lengthened their shadows.

John faced the mummy in silence.

Silence is the biggest echo, so strong and harsh.

His hands were shaking.

Cedric's face was no longer handsome.

Tears and snot covered every face.

"I didn't. I didn't save him. It was all because of me."

Cedric blamed himself extremely. It was because of him that Heinrich came here.

It was also because of himself that Heinrich chose to die with Altdorf.

If he had not participated in the Triwizard Tournament, perhaps none of this would have happened.

"It's not your fault, Cedric," John closed his eyes and calmed himself.

All the words are gathered into one sentence.

"Let's go back."

Yeah, go back.

Return to the Star Club.

Return to their common star club.

John tried not to lose his mind.

His friend, his deputy.

Heinrich Edgar.

died.

Died in a fire.

Edgar in the darkness finally died in the fire created by the guardian.

Investigating the root cause, John hated himself for not coming earlier.

If I had come earlier, nothing would have happened.

Touching his pocket, there was a gold locket that he almost paid for with his life.

He couldn't rejoice.

If the condition for obtaining the Horcrux was sacrifice, then he would rather not wade into troubled waters this time.

Four years at Hogwarts.

He was arrogant.

Johnny Silverhand's identity as having many resources at his disposal made him a little complacent, thinking he could fight Voldemort.

But the fact slapped him in the face.

He became the King of Knockturn Alley, the King of Slytherin.

Perhaps he should have been extremely beautiful.

Now there is only desolation.

“There is no such thing as free gold.”

Fundamental Laws of Alchemy.

Gaining something means losing something.

He thought he had lost enough, and it was far less painful than this time.

Kim picked up the body without saying a word. He gave John a slight nod.

The only ones who came here from Hogwarts were Dumbledore and Gin Ledisray.

Moody's wooden leg is found in the maze. It is a special door key that can only be used for one-time teleportation.

But Heinrich thought of another way, looking for it from the disappearing cabinet.

So he left a message on the wooden leg and ran over to get here through the disappearing cabinet.

Jin recognized Heinrich's handwriting at a glance and also ran to Moody's office and went through the disappearing cabinet.

He arrived just a little faster than Dumbledore, and watched Heinrich surrounded by fire, but he could not extinguish the fire.

Dumbledore uses the Phoenix to teleport by seeing where the special portkey is for one-way teleportation.

The time of the two people was one after another, and then John arrived.

John picked up the badge and ring, his fingers trembling slightly, and gently put the ring on his hand.

Tang Mi didn't speak, he knew he didn't need to speak.

The security team was equally silent, and the aura emanating from John was breathless.

This was the first time his natural magic power went berserk.

Not caused by taking magic blood.

The feeling of doing whatever he wanted could not make him happy.

He cannot save a life that has been lost.

Just when John was about to take people away first.

He was stopped.

…

"Peter Pettigrew?"

There were explosions one after another, and among the people who apparated over, Harry saw Peter Pettigrew.

This traitor had betrayed his parents and brought injustice to his godfather.

Harry was so filled with hatred for Peter Pettigrew that he even saw Sirius getting angry after reading about Peter Pettigrew's escape from prison.

He didn't know who these people were, but they had captured Peter Pettigrew.

Harry hurriedly alerted Dumbledore and wanted to rush over.