In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 119

  Chapter 119 117. Being a slave is not terrible

  The magic power attached to the gemstone on the ring brought an unprecedented enhancement to Jon's breaking spell.

When the number of individual cracking curses increases to a certain level, it can achieve a qualitative change. It can dissolve almost 99% of the magic in the magic world except for the three unforgivable curses, even Fiendfyre. put out!

   At this time, Jon alone has reached the level of breaking the curse.

   And this effect overflowed from his body to the outside. The three spells cast by the professor, without exception, were all within a meter of him, and all of them were wiped out!

  The faces of the three professors turned ugly, and at this time, more and more students who were having lunch in the auditorium and heard the movement poured out of it, and there were also some other professors and faculty members among them.

  The Carlos, Quirrell, and Lestrange all saw Jon floating in mid-air, and hundreds of students around them watched this scene dumbfounded.

   "Superiority of blood?"

  Jon's voice was full of sarcasm. He looked down at the pure-bloods and half-bloods below, and expressed the oppression he had seen in this castle for nearly a year, using their postures that have always been high above them.

   "Please, your theories are really ridiculous. I'm the worthless mudblood that you say, but now I say that you are all rubbish. Can any of you have the ability to refute me?"

  In front of him, the red flame grew bigger and bigger, and gradually, a prototype of a bird appeared.

  These extremely mocking words made almost all the pureblood students blush. They never thought that one day the word "garbage" would change from a mudblood to an adjective for them.

  And Alecto Carlo, the younger sister of the Carlo siblings, couldn't bear such humiliation anymore, raised his wand with that thick arm, and uttered the unforgivable spell in a sharp voice!

"Avada Kedavra!"

A bright green light flickered in front of the hall, and some timid female students had already screamed, but Jon's figure was only slightly shifted to one side, and the Death Curse passed by him , hit the stone wall behind him.

   "A furious and incompetent stupid pig?" Jon tilted his head and looked at Alecto Carlo.

"The superiority of bloodlines means that purebloods have a great appetite, so can more food be wasted? If so, I suggest that when you use the killing spell, you point the tip of the stick at yourself. Apart from losing face, you are still alive." What can it mean?"

"kill him!!"

  Amycus Caro couldn't bear to see his sister being humiliated. He yelled and gave orders to all the professors present.

   In the absence of Snape and Barty Jr. in the castle, except for the high-status half-breed dean Professor Greenglass who basically doesn't care, the Carlo brothers and sisters are the people with the highest status.

  The other professors, including the school doctor Lestrange and the librarian Quirrell, all raised their wands at Jon.

"Avada Kedavra!"

  These people are completely unscrupulous about the release of the Unforgivable Curse. They were born as dark wizards or even Death Eaters, and they have already disregarded human life to the extreme. What's more, Mudbloods are not human at all in their eyes.

  But Jon was as dexterous as a hummingbird in mid-air, consuming nearly half of the magic power in the second gemstone and using the floating spell on himself, which made him feel that he had completely controlled his body.

  The gravitational force of the ground and those force fields that pull him down are like his own limbs, allowing him to control his body shape as he pleases!

Ordinary spells are counteracted by the undoing spell, and the killing spell can be completely dodged. At this time, Jon is equivalent to full defense. Even if there is a Hermione on his back, even if everyone in the castle shoots at him together, it will be one. The spell couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

  His biggest flaw now is that he doesn't have any effective countermeasures, but effective attacks are not enough, but humiliating torture is easy.

   The second after avoiding all the killing curses, Jon suddenly flashed to Amycus Carlo.

The breaking spell emanating from his body easily erased the Iron Armor Curse on the notorious wizard. Jon didn't have time to raise his staff to cast spells at such a close distance, but he never wanted to cast it from the beginning to the end. Curse meaning.

   Instead, he raised his palm high and swung it in a semicircle. The next moment, he slapped Amycus heavily on the face!

"Snapped!"

Jon was only 12 years old after all, even with all his strength, he couldn't slap Amycus away. He spun freely in mid-air for three and a half weeks, but he still staggered and nearly fell to the ground. .

  Humiliation!

   Endless humiliation!

  Half of Amycus's face was red and swollen, and he wanted to strangle Jon to death in a hurry, but he couldn't even touch half of his clothes, so he went up into the air again.

Hermione lay obediently on Jon's back. She was still immersed in the feeling of being reborn, but Jon's sarcasm and this slap made her think that this young Under his appearance, the image of a mature and stable middle-aged professor is actually a bit shaky

   It feels like this professor is not as serious and serious as she imagined?

"See?" Jon didn't care what Hermione was thinking, his voice echoed throughout the hall, "The so-called nobility of pure blood is only because they can use the evil death curse to judge the life and death of others, when they are not there When you have that ability, it's as ridiculous as a slug."

   "The status is not what they should have deserved. This is their whitewashing of their slavery, disguising their privileges, and adding high-sounding reasons for their oppression!"

Hiding behind the auditorium, at the entrance of the stairs, all the mixed-race students on one side of the corridor heard Jon's words, and they stared blankly at the boy who looked down on all sentient beings. Many of them had seen it in the public restroom a few days ago He works like a slave.

  A clear bird song sounded in the hall.

  Fox's bright red figure finally emerged. It glanced emotionlessly at the students and professors below with its golden pupils, then flapped its wings and landed on Jon's shoulders.

   The thundering voices of the Carlo brothers and sisters exploded, and countless spells flew towards him.

But no matter how they roared, they couldn't suppress the last sentence left by Jon, leading Hermione, and Fox, before breaking through this huge cage and returning to a wider and free world in the golden-red light. talk.

  “Although it is unfortunate to be a slave, it is not terrible, because you know the struggle, after all, there is still hope to break free; but if you feel beauty, admiration, and intoxication from the life of a slave, then you are a slave who will never recover!”

   The last sentence was said by Mr. Lu Xun. It was not a joke.

Also, I really don't want to break chapters, but the climax of the plot is about 20,000 words in total, and I can't finish it in one day. I have really tried my best to write as much as I can. The chapter I updated earlier is to prove that I am not I want to break the chapter, but it takes time to write it out. As a result, more people scold me. Don't scold me. People will be scolded stupid. Which author doesn't want to write the climax directly, but there's no way (ノへ￣,)

  (end of this chapter)

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