I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

The gloomy voice was not too quiet.

However, at this moment, whether it was Madam Pomfrey who was busy, or the Slytherin wizards on the surrounding beds, or Miss Know-It-All and Pansy, the Little Witch of the Snake Yard, who were staring at each other like cockfighting cocks.

Not only did he not see the burly guy in front of him, but he couldn't even hear his voice at all.

John: “…………”

John, who had been sleeping, was suddenly startled by the cold breath.

This stinging and threatening feeling, like his soul being thrown into an ice cellar, allowed him to get rid of the sequelae of ear enlargement caused by high-load exorcism casting.

His eyes suddenly opened.

"Sharp perception!"

The man looked at John who suddenly opened his eyes on the hospital bed. The smile on his face seemed to be seeing the flower he had carefully cultivated finally blooming on this day.

However, after "waking up", John looked at the guy in front of him with a horrified look and a wry smile.

Even though it was just the first meeting.

But the crisis of soul instinct and the strange situation around him at this moment made him blurt out the identity of the man in the white suit in front of him almost instantly.

"#3......"

"Aha! Constantine, it seems that your whole family and I are very close to each other!"

Satan smiled, but his exposed gums were sharp and terrifying.

A pair of predatory eyes that seemed to have nowhere to hide the secrets deep in the soul were constantly looking at John's body.

He pulled a chair next to John's bed.

Such a change in the behavior of the surrounding people still did not attract the attention of anyone around him.

John slowly sat up and looked at the place where he was lying just now.

A self with eyes closed and pale hair was lying there quietly.

As if noticing the hesitation in his eyes, the smile on Satan's face became more intense.

"In fact, I still don't understand that you, Constantine, would be so devoted to that annoying god. You are like this, and your old guys who don't know whether they are great-grandfathers or grandfathers are also like this... …”

Satan looked regretful and aggrieved.

It's like a child who sees a toy he likes in a shop window while shopping, but can't get it.

He pursed his lips.

"I have even gathered the other seven families of the Eight Holy Descendants, but you, Constantine, are really a tough nut to crack!"

John's pupils shrank slightly.

He felt as if he knew some incredible truth, a truth about his life experience in this world.

It seems that Absolute John is destined to follow him out of the world today and return to hell to complete the last piece of the puzzle of his "Holy Eight Descendants Collection".

Or maybe Satan at this moment is simply bored, and happened to meet John, the descendant of his "old friend".

Out of interest, we chatted a few more words.

"You must not know that I have always been paying attention to you. In fact, when I learned about the last Pope Templar in your family, oh, by the way, this thing in your hand

That’s what he left behind”

"But it seems that besides leaving this thing behind, he destroyed all the Constantine family's accumulation of exorcisms.

Having said this, Satan waved his hands with regret.

"He's just such a killjoy and always will be."

John looked solemn.

"So he cleared away all the things related to exorcism and the Holy See in our Constantine family, just to prevent me from going down this road?"

Satan showed an exaggerated smile with satisfaction.

A grin that almost reached his ears suddenly came in front of John, and a pair of somewhat nervous eyes rolled around John's body.

"So you can know how happy I am when I know that you successfully completed the first exorcism in your life with your own understanding?"

"Hahaha! Wow! My palace still has the image of when you successfully exorcised that poor little evil spirit that was only level 0."

Satan laughed, as if he had finally caught a fisherman who was satisfied with his catch from the vast sea.

He shook his head, as if he was mocking, but also as if he was simply a little self-excited.

"That disgusting Constantine will never imagine until his death that he has completely destroyed the inheritance and you can still successfully embark on this path... this path of becoming God's disgusting plaything. !”

"Poor little John, so young...

Satan glanced at the two little witches who were at John's bedside, glaring at each other.

"It's so pitiful that love hasn't even had time to sprout yet."

Seeing John, whose soul was still very immature, looking obviously at a loss at this moment, the smile on Satan's face slowly faded away.

It seemed like he was thinking of the tug and fight with each other's ancestors over the years.

Suddenly shrugged.

"Forget it, poor little John, considering that you are still so young and as stubborn and simple as your ancestors, do you have any other wishes before following me to hell?

?"

"Only one."

Looking at Satan who looked like "I'm so generous", John slowly came back to his senses.

He pondered for a while, then slowly turned his eyes to Miss Know-It-All, who was glaring at Pansy Parkinson angrily. He opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Suddenly, he raised his two arms, pointing one to the left and one to the right at Miss Know-it-all and Miss Parkinson, the Slytherin viper, who seemed to have something wrong.

"I hope you will bless the two of them to become a being like Merlin in the future, and be free from illness and disaster, and live a long life."

Satan immediately pointed at Satan in front of him with a funny look on his face.

"Little John, haha, you are still a cunning guy, cunning and greedy. I suddenly discovered that you seem to be obviously different from your stupid ancestors.

"Fine! Satan likes to lie, but he never lied to Constantine..."

As Satan in front of him closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, within two or three seconds, the latter opened his eyes instantly.

"It's over! Then, let's go, no date."

As he said that, he didn't give John a chance to struggle and resist.

He grabbed one of the legs of his soul who was lying on the hospital bed at the moment, and pulled hard, causing John to fall off the bed in a panic.

The leisurely whistle, accompanied by the nurse's scream that Satan had heard countless times, and the nurse's scream that could often be heard in the hospital calling for life, sounded from behind.

"Ah! Mr. Constantine! What's wrong with you?!"

Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, looking at John Constantine, whose body suddenly began to tremble on the bed, holding a potion bottle in his hand, even though she was not low in medical skills.

At this moment, facing John who looked like this, he was completely helpless.

I could only keep shouting towards the outside.

Dumbledore's figure instantly appeared at the door. When he saw his body on the hospital bed, he twitched unconsciously.

John was still clutching the golden cross in one hand, and a look of regret flashed across Dumbledore's eyes.

"Professor! Professor Dumbledore! Please help him [oooooo!"

"Professor, you are so powerful, you must have a way to save John, right?"

Looking at the anxious Hermione and Pansy, Dumbledore gritted his teeth in thought and suddenly walked towards John's hospital bed.

However, when passing by the aisle in front of him, Dumbledore couldn't help but look to one side with a slight frown.

There was a strange feeling, as if someone was passing by.

Dumbledore was a little distraught.

However, what he didn't expect at this moment was that Satan roughly dragged one of John's thighs with one hand, whistling a pleasant whistle, and was walking towards the outside of the school doctor step by step, as if going shopping.

Dumbledore took out an unattractive glass stone from his arms.

As if he had made some kind of determination.

Under the watchful eyes of Madam Pomfrey on the side and several Hogwarts professors who had just arrived after hearing the news, they were about to put it between John's eyebrows.

"Merlin, that, that's the Philosopher's Stone?!"

Professor Quirrell's excited exclamation made Snape on the side take a deep look at this Defense Against the Dark Arts guy.

The Philosopher's Stone is the pinnacle work of the master alchemist, Nicoléme.

It is not only the philosopher's stone that can turn stones into gold, but also an important material for making the elixir of life. The rest, only Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel know.

There is another way to use the magic stone, which is to directly cure all diseases and injuries on the user.

Give it a new lease of life instantly.

However.

The moment Dumbledore was about to press the Philosopher's Stone in his hand to the center of John's body.

"Buzz!"

A bright golden light, accompanied by waves of familiar wind chimes, suddenly emanated from around John.

To be precise, it should be coming from the golden cross in John's hand that he was counting on from beginning to end.

"what happened?"

Everyone exclaimed and gathered around in surprise.

And who also realized something was wrong at this moment was Satan, who was about to drag John's soul out of the school doctor's office.

He turned back and looked at everything that happened on the hospital bed. The proud look on his face gradually solidified and faded...

"What the hell?! You should be dead!"

Angrily, he began to pull John's thigh with even more terrifying force. This breath caused the temperature in the entire school doctor's room to turn cold instantly.

Dumbledore suddenly looked towards the door of the school doctor's office.

A pair of old eyes actually glowed as sharply as an eagle at this moment.

"AIR..."

A terrifying force was like a mountain suppressing John's soul. At this moment, the ground in the school doctor's office collapsed.

At this moment, Satan, after pulling for a long time, made no progress at all.

"No, this is impossible! You should indeed die! As a martyr, your soul should belong to me!"

Satan was so excited and happy when he got the last piece of the puzzle called "Constantine".

The face of the opponent who was slapped at this moment was so gloomy and terrifying.

"DA!"

The angry Satan roared ferociously, and the original human head turned into a devil's skull in an instant. The dark pupils filled with the devil's aura reflected strong murderous intent.

On top of the cross, the [Dog Talisman] embedded in it that everyone ignored has begun to operate at full speed.

Waves of life force that even Satan could not sense surged into John's body like a torrent.

But in the blink of an eye, under everyone's gaze, John's pale face was lifeless

The hair gradually began to appear darker, and then gradually turned dark...

Dumbledore and Snape's eyes widened in disbelief.

But at this moment, the little witches standing beside John's hospital bed suddenly cheered in unison.

"Great!*2"

After a brief awkward and angry silence, the two quickly snorted at each other and looked at Constantine again.

It seemed as if Constantine would wake up directly in the next second.

At this moment, John's physical body suddenly began to emit a strong breath of life, which was finally discovered by the angry Satan. He looked at the golden ten in John's hand.

Word frame.

He couldn't help but angrily faced the sky outside the window and roared like a demon king.

"This soul belongs to me!!!"

As the vitality of John's body becomes stronger and stronger, the bursts of holy light emanating from the cross in his hand are like being drawn from heaven, gradually pulling John's soul pulled by Satan.

Pull in the direction of the body.

John slowly turned back, looked at Satan who was almost about to explode with anger, and slowly raised a friendly middle finger with one hand.

At the same time, the lips silently gave the other party a mouth shape that directly hit the target.

"sb!"

Satan instantly understood that he had been tricked, and a raging fire of hell karma rose up all over his body. The devil-like scarlet skull looked at the demon who was about to fly back to his body.

John in.

Suddenly his eyes glanced at Hermione and Pansy beside the hospital bed.

"Even if you survive this time, I will never give you the chance to enter heaven!"

A scarlet ghost hand, carrying a demonic curse full of evil, was stamped on John's body without John's soul being able to stop it.

The moment John's soul was pulled back to his body.

Suddenly, a strong and restless emotion filled his perception.

Satan's vicious, angry laughter echoed in his mind.

"Hahaha! Little John, as long as you occupy one of the seven deadly sins... you are destined to miss heaven."

"You are the last piece of the puzzle that belongs to me. Little John, we will be able to meet again soon."

John: "Fake! You despicable guy! You actually used this trick on me?!"

Time flies, and it is three days.

When John woke up completely, the first thing that caught his eye were the two little witches lying on the left and right next to his hospital bed.

One is familiar. There is a thick magic book under her body. Her thick chestnut hair almost completely buries her upper body, Miss Know-It-All, like a hibernating squirrel.

As for the other side.

John looked speechlessly at Pansy Parkinson who was holding one of his hands and resting her face in his palm.

His expression gradually became weird.

However, what made him feel even more embarrassed than ever was that under the pure white quilt, a small tent began to rise slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

AM:"......"

What a beast!

Satan, Satan, you are such a beast!!!

The body I have today is less than 12 years old!

Two little witches, one on the left and one on the right, attacked each other, especially Pansy Parkinson, a little viper whose face was surprisingly smooth, which inevitably made John feel strange.

idea.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth”

“The earth was still formless and empty, and darkness remained over the abyss, but the Spirit of God moved on the waters.”

"God said: There is light! There was light..."

After a long while of calm in his heart, John gradually became aware of the awkward tent that was gradually calming down.

Just when he was a little confused about what gesture he should take to show that he was awake, there was a sound of footsteps, and the door of the school doctor's office was pushed open.

The figure of Second General Enha suddenly appeared in front of him.

Looking at John who was looking at them quietly with his eyes open, even Harry and Ronald rubbed their eyes in unison.

next moment.

"John! You finally woke up! Oh my god, you can never imagine that Professor Dumbledore almost declared war with the Ministry of Magic because of your affairs these days!"

John: "???"

Why don’t I remember when my last name was changed to Potter?