I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

"DA..."

The terrifying and disgusting wandering spirit, although harmless, was still staggering over after discovering that Dumbledore and others could see them.

The face changes into various terrifying expressions, accompanied by blood and roars.

Frightened in front of everyone.

Even wizards like Dumbledore and Snape, who have stronger psychological qualities, can't help but make evasive movements with their heads when these guys approach them.

Professor Flitwick, the shortest among them, was already facing three or four wandering souls surrounding him, and was cowering at a loss.

However, looking back at John at this moment.

Two disgusting guys almost touched him face to face, but there was no ripple in his eyes.

Until it was obvious to everyone that they no longer had any doubts about the previous so-called problem.

Only then did a faint power of holy light suddenly rise from John's body, instantly driving away the wandering spirits around him.

"These wandering spirits are natural existences in the human world. Once you truly understand the nature of the other person, these things are no longer worth being afraid of."

"What should really cause concern are the demons that have escaped from hell or been summoned."

"If they are not eliminated or driven back to hell, they will go crazy and cause death."

Dumbledore nodded slightly. At this moment, when he looked at John again, who was only slightly taller than Harry and the others, his eyes were already looking at a person at the same height as himself as an equal.

"Very good, Mr. Constantine, now all of us believe in your natural ability in this area. It seems that what the fat monk said about your family background is also true.

"So... can you explain the demon you summoned at that time?"

John's mouth twitched slightly and he sighed.

Then, with a surge of darkness behind him, the figure of [S-Class Rat Demon] Peter instantly appeared behind John in the form of a black shadow.

However, today's Peter is obviously stronger than before, both in terms of the aura he exudes and the sense of oppression he brings to Dumbledore and others.

"This is Peter, the demon I conquered in the underground rat hole in Diagon Alley before school started. The situation... is quite special."

As he spoke, John recounted the story of his exorcism in Diagon Alley.

Of course, he could just omit the part where the Death Eaters came to the door and were killed by him.

Hear the words.

Professor McGonagall on the side could not help but exclaimed.

"Walter John, why didn't you tell me at that time? How could you, a child, do such a dangerous thing...

John shook his head, with a calmness in his eyes that seemed to have seen his future.

"Professor McGonagall, unfortunately, in the world of exorcism, there is no such thing as a child."

si:"......"

More emotional witches like McGonagall and Sprout looked at John in front of them.

In his mind, he thought of everything the other person had experienced since childhood.

Those wandering souls just now were invisible to them on ordinary days, but for John, they were always present and could be seen everywhere.

At this moment, even Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh. He bent down and patted John's shoulder solemnly.

"Sorry, Mr. Constantine, I apologize for my doubts about you just now..."

Hearing this, John couldn't help but look at the old man in front of him with sincerity in his eyes.

Albus Dumbledore, so, is he really worthy of being the white wizard who can defeat Grindelwald, who has such terrifying charisma and strength?

He smiled and shook his head.

Later, after experiencing a big war, John basically lost the need to hide what he had hidden.

After he told the story about his [Demon Sealed Treasure Box] again.

Dumbledore did not hesitate on the spot and agreed to his and Snape's research on these monsters.

Of course, as John's potions teacher, Snape also officially shouldered the task of monitoring John's monsters from this moment on.

When John showed up lively at the Hogwarts dinner that day, everyone who saw him stood up.

The enthusiastic applause of "Wow!" and the adoring and curious eyes of the people around him.

All of them illustrate the efforts made by Professor McGonagall and the others during his coma.

Dumbledore, who was sitting on the principal's seat, also stood up and applauded. When he looked at John with a pair of wise and loving eyes, he was full of encouragement and recognition.

“John Constantine! So handsome!!!”

The excited shouts of the Weasley twins made the already excited young wizards around them shout out loud praises and adoring respects.

Being looked at by pairs of fiery eyes, even John felt a little at a loss at this moment.

Not to mention, Harry, Ronald and Neville were following him right now.

Especially Ronald, whose little face was now as red as his hair.

When John maintained a somewhat stiff smile and waved (bjea) as he sat back in his Gryffindor seat, the little witch tilted her head.

"Lord Knight Constantine, you really should see how crazy those girls are now, but if Ronald wants you to take pictures during this period, I advise you not to

Seeing John's confusion, Hermione couldn't help but purse her lips and let out a low laugh.

"George and Fred are plotting to use some of your photos to sell to little witches and let them hang them above their beds..."

Suddenly, John thought of such a crazy picture.

In particular, some little witches with relatively distinctive looks would see their own handsome and cheerful faces every time they opened their eyes, and John couldn't help but shudder.

His eyes were alert and somewhat warning, and he glanced at Ronald, who was also surrounded by several lion cubs.

It seems that this little brother still needs to go through more difficulties and sharpen himself.

He even dared to have the idea of ​​selling his own boss's film.

"AJAJAJ!"

Amidst the clear sound of tapping, Dumbledore smiled slightly and made a downward movement with his hands.

Suddenly.

The little lions who were still very excited finally calmed down.

However, even so, the proud smile on everyone's face at this moment cannot be suppressed.

"Everyone knows that a few days ago, a very terrible attack occurred in the Slytherin rest area. What attacked us? Even now, many people still don't believe it...

At the Slytherin table, some little snakes who still had consciences and bottom lines cast grateful glances in John's direction.

When Draco Malfoy saw this scene, he felt secretly resentful and full of unwillingness.

"Don't be discouraged, this damn bastard will never be easy, Dumbledore will never be able to save him!"

Marcus Flint, captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, was also one of the people who was almost taken away by Goyle that night and almost lost his life.

At this moment, apart from him, a dozen or so Slytherin wizards, who were basically seniors, were all sitting on either side of Draco.

There are several empty seats between them on the other side.

Pansy Parkinson, Goyle Vincent and other little snakes who once should have surrounded Draco have now drawn clear boundaries with each other. two

Draco heard this and nodded, but he was anxious in his heart as to why this bastard was not only not taken away by the people from the Ministry of Magic and imprisoned in Azkaban, but was actually able to enjoy the adulation of so many people in Hogwarts.

even………

Draco turned his head and looked to the other side angrily.

The one who used to follow him all the time, and he even accidentally heard that his parents and the Parkinson family were trying to reach some kind of marriage.

Pansy Parkinson was supposed to be the person who was always around him, but now, he had a smile on his face when he looked in the direction of the Gryffindor table.

When it fell into Draco's eyes, it was more than just a glare.

In front, Dumbledore's voice could be heard clearly throughout the entire auditorium.

"Thanks to Gryffindor House, Mr. John Constantine was brave and fearless, fighting demons and willing to spend his life casting forbidden spells to save hundreds of injured little wizards.

"I decided to give Gryffindor 200 points!"

200 points?!

When everyone heard this sound, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's little wizards were stunned on the spot.

It's only been about a month since school started.

Gryffindor directly added 200 points. Even if there were points deducted by Harry Potter and the others, this gap was no longer something that other colleges could catch up with.

However.

Even the little lions here at Gryffindor Academy were at a loss for words because of this huge surprise, and they were unable to react at all.

A burst of congratulatory applause came from one side of the auditorium, from the direction of Slytherin's table.

"Papa papa…"

Everyone looked at this with strange eyes. Normally, the little snake should be the most difficult to deal with Gryffindor.

Normally, Gryffindor wizards would lose points, and Slytherin wizards would have extra meals at night.

And once Gryffindor gets extra points, he will be lucky enough to be sprayed with venom by Slytherin snakes when he meets him on a daily basis.

But today.

Even the most Buddhist Hufflepuff little badger had not applauded yet, but these little snakes from Slytherin were the first to applaud Gryffindor.

The corners of John's mouth twitched.

At the waist of his wizard robe, a secret little hand exerted slight force without anyone noticing.

Miss Know-It-All has a cute smile on her face, but her eyes are full of naked threats.

Like the one who locked John in a dungeon and held a whip...ahem.

Damn Satan!!!

"Mr. Constantine, look, Miss Parkinson looks at you as if she wants to eat you!"

The soft words like a cat's coquettishness, along with the hot breath coming out of Miss Know-It-All's little mouth, made the hairs on John's ears stand up immediately.

John's expression was a little stiff, but at this moment, something like a loli skirt or a maid outfit appeared in his mind...

"Miss Granger, you know me. I have always been intolerable to creatures like snakes (except Medusa)."

"If one day a competitor does appear in front of you, then I can assure you with great confidence that she will definitely not be a Slytherin wizard (if there is a Medusa, you are not worthy of being her opponent)"

Farke!

Damn Satan, get out of my head!!!

Dumbledore's voice continued, but at this moment John felt that he only felt

I can't sit still.

I silently recited the Bible in my heart, and dodged the eye attacks of the two little witches.

"In addition, due to the outstanding and brave performance of Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Neville Longbottom, as well as their greatness in not abandoning their companions and daring to face the enemy together,

"Great will"

"Gryffindor Academy, another 150 points!"

Slytherin Academy, young wizards:

Their clapping movements, and the respectful smiles on their faces that were offering John Constantine at this moment, froze at this moment.

Crabbe Vincent looked at the smart Pansy Parkinson beside him with some confusion.

"Parkinson, what should we do now? Should we continue to applaud?"

The smile disappeared from Pansy's face, and the snake-like coldness reappeared. He glanced at Crabbe, who was a little stupid, and thought of Goyle who was possessed by the devil that day.

Those words directed at oneself.

In the end, she swallowed back the words she was going to call the other party a fool.

"Would you like to give that idiot red-haired Weasley a round of applause?"

"No! Of course not! That guy isn't even smarter than me!"

Pansy: "..."

When dinner is over.

I originally planned to find my pure love teacher, Professor Snape, and ask when the purchase price for the potion formula from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies would be given to him.

At this time, Pansy, who had been waiting for him for a long time, came over with dozens of Slytherin snakes.

"Thank you, John Constantine, for saving my life that day!"

Sincere, but not very sincere.

A little wizard from the Snake Yard, who showed respect but still seemed to have a very unsatisfied look in his eyes, extended his hand to John to thank him.

Seeing a smile on the other person's face, John shook hands with the other person because of the principle of not hitting the smiling person.

Later, when each little snake thanked him one after another.

Pansy smiled and took a step forward, ignoring Miss Granger who was staring at her warily.

He took out something like a business card from his pocket.

"My mother asked me to pass this on to you. You will learn potions from Snape. In the future, whether it is potion materials or selling potions, you will definitely need to find a way."

"Our Parkinson family has a store like this in Diagon Alley. As long as you take this, they will give you the most satisfactory conditions."

John stared blankly at the ten crucibles and cards with snakes wrapped around them in front of him as symbols.

Looking at Pansy Parkinson, who looked arrogant at the moment, but obviously expected that he could accept her kindness, he thought of the eldest lady Play inexplicably...

Farke!

John's face became a little gloomy. This strangeness in his body was really disgusting.

Seeing that John's face was not good-looking, Pansy, who was still a little confident at first, was now a little worried and nervous.

She seemed to have thought of something.

He looked at Miss Know-It-All and handed the card to her.

"Constantine's future achievements will definitely be high. If you are really smart, Miss Granger, I think you should understand what exactly you should do.

The arrogant, princess-like aura, matched with the other party's "vicious" style and charming temperament.

At this moment, it was Miss Granger, Alexander, who was only born as a Muggle.

After hearing the other party's words, he thought for a moment that John really needed a way in this area. Even though he was full of reluctance, he finally reached out and took the hand from the other party.

card.

Pansy suddenly laughed with pride in her heart.

Today’s winner is, after all, Pansy Parkinson!

Miss Viper, who was well aware of her mother's true heritage, achieved her goal. She looked deeply into John's eyes with a smile without concealing her purpose, and then gave him a decisive reply.

A crisp back view.

John sighed in his heart that she was indeed a girl from a wizarding family, and she knew a lot.

He noticed Miss Granger who was bowing her head and saying nothing, obviously a little disappointed.

He reached out and touched the other person's hair, but there was no comfort, but he suddenly mentioned another thing.

"Miss Granger, I am planning to apply for the establishment of a society with Professor Dumbledore recently. I have already thought of a name. It will be called the [Constantine Exorcist Society].

Establishment will inevitably require a lot of preparation work, and it will also require management in the future. "

"Besides our ice-smart Miss Granger, I really can't think of anyone else who can help me..."

Hermione: "!!!"

HP+100%.