As the pillar of the family, Vernon still stood up, and he said carefully, "It's Maggie, we accidentally talked about some things about Harry's parents. ”

"Accidentally?" John glanced at him.

Vernon hurriedly changed his words: "It may be mixed in with some bad words." ”

Cautiously glancing at John's face, Vernon didn't see the anger.

John sighed, no wonder Harry was so angry.

In Harry's mind, his parents were the best and most perfect.

Today, it is also in this situation that he will be provoked, and unconsciously blow up the magic leak to Maggie.

And it's also a wandless spell, which reinforces John's theory that magic comes with emotions.

He sat on the couch and tapped his fingers on the armrests of the couch.

In the frightened expressions of the Dursleys, everything caused by the chaos seemed to be cleaned up by an invisible hand.

John looked at Vernon with deep eyes and said lightly, "You seem to have a misunderstanding of wizards. ”

Vernon was tempted to say he didn't, but when he saw John's eyes, he chose to shut up.

John leaned his head back on the couch and said indifferently, "You think wizards are just street magicians, playing tricks on people. ”

"Wrong, a wizard can easily tear down a house or make your car fall off a cliff with a single wand movement."

Vernon gasped as he stared at John and said in a trembling voice, "Students can't cast spells outside of school, right?" ”

"Yes, it's not."

John chuckled, "It's not like there haven't been students dropping out of school at Hogwarts, do you think a wizard is not a wizard after leaving the school of witchcraft and wizardry?" ”

He stared into Fennon and said, word by word, "Mr. Dursley, I'm not being alarmist, you're provoking Harry and driving him down the path of a murderer. ”

Vernon's mind was buzzing, he just couldn't get used to Harry, he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Today, if Harry had been more irrational, you might not have been able to wait for me, life is fragile, why would you provoke a wizard with a bad attitude, you could have been a good family."

Hearing the family, Penny Dursley grabs Vernon's hand, Harry is her sister's child.

When Voldemort killed Harry's parents, she also lost her sister.

Although jealous of her sister's magical talents, Penny never wanted to abandon Harry.

Her ambivalent mood towards Harry was also moody, and now she realized what she had done when she heard John's words.

Vernon was already in a cold sweat, yes, when he was pointed at by Harry with a wand today, he felt his heart stop beating.

"That's all, Mr. Dursley, much of a bother."

Seeing that they had understood the need to change their attitude towards Harry, John got up and left the Dursleys.

On the way back, John saw the big black dog again.

He was speechless, he just fed the small dried fish, you come again.

Taking out the last of the dried fish and placing it on the ground, John fiddled with the jar and said, "It's all gone." ”

The big black dog stared at John, then came over and finished eating the small dried fish on the ground.

Patting the big black dog on the head, John went home.

Sirius had just seen it clearly, this man was Harry's friend.

He chewed on the dried fish in his mouth, wondering how he could catch the traitor.

...

There is less than a month left in the summer vacation.

John nudged the crystal ball, which rolled all the way from the table to the floor.

Tom immediately ran up to pick up the crystal ball with his mouth.

"It seems that the enthusiasm of the little wizard is not low."

John stared at the pile of letters on the table, addressed to the generous Johnny Silver Hand.

The Little Wizard Foundation, in addition to contracting the cost of the cursed little wizard's adult wolf poison potion, still has more than half of the vacancy.

Now the Silver Hand Johnny store relies on the income from Lockhart's writings and the ability to attract a steady stream of money, and the money is very impressive.

Keeping this money will not have children, so John decides to use it to boost Johnny's silver hand.

He used the money to make a dream come true for the little wizard, as long as you have a good enough idea, then Silver Hand Angel Investment will sponsor your start.

This is undoubtedly a solution to many wizards who want to start a business, but have no start-up capital, and letters continue to be sent to Silver Hand Johnny stores all over the country.

For this reason, John set up a special window for receiving letters.

Every time Riddle flew to John's house, he carried a large bag of letters.

Picking up a letter and seeing the address on it, John was stunned for a moment.

"Fred and George?"

Coincidentally, these two little wizards with dreams are still their classmates.

Knowing that both of them had wild imaginations for inventions, John opened it with interest.

Inside is the rare seriousness of the twins, and it seems that they need the money very much.

"Joke shop, that's a great idea."

John picked up a quill, dipped it in ink, and wrote a reply to the Weasley twins.

"But even if it's a classmate, you have to inspect the goods."

Just as he was about to let Riddle fly out, John remembered that the two brothers were traveling in Egypt.

"Forget it, I'll send it back when I get back."

Putting the letter away, John continued to look at the other letters.

Hermione went to France and sent a photo of her time in Paris.

John looked at it, well, it felt like it was darker, but maybe it was the angle of the shot.

"It seems that Damo Alex has finally come out of the research."

Seeing Damo Alex's reply, John opened it and looked at it.

The other party was really very interested in the research that John had sent him last time, so he soaked in the experiments all day, and when he had some results, he couldn't wait to invite John to the manor.

Naturally, John would not refuse, and used the apparition to come to Belby Manor.

He meets the house-elves of the Belby family and respectfully takes him into the manor.

When Damo Alex came out, John was startled.

"You don't drink too many pick-me-ups."

Damo Alex has smoke in his ears, like a steam train, and heavy dark circles on his face, and he probably hasn't slept well for months.

But this could not dampen the enthusiasm of Damo Alex, who took John's hand and went to see the results of his research.

"You're a genius, the Blood Curse, a curse that has plagued you for thousands of years, you even thought to break it."

Damo Alex's eyes widened as if he was about to fall out.

John saw the result of his work, a vial of blood-red potion.

"Without specific blood spell subjects, I can only mix them according to the wolf poison potion."

If it weren't for the lack of blood spells, Damo Alex would definitely use a curse on people to test it.

"The Blood Curse is a curse that can be inherited, it is extremely evil, and there is no way to break it."

John approached the vial of blood potion and reached for it, only to see that it was stinking in scarlet color.

"I'm more concerned about its heritage nature."

Putting down the blood potion, John glanced at Damo Alex and said, "Magic dies to the caster, and the blood spell is not in the ranks." ”

After Damo Alex calmed down, the whole person became extremely sleepy.

He opened his mouth wide and forced himself to talk to John for a while, and finally lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

John looked at him, and it seemed that Damo Alex was going to sleep for a while.

Just as he was about to find a place to wait, a light appeared in his eyes.

As far as his eyes could see, a piece of forest had become a primeval forest.

A vague murmur lingered in my ears, fluctuating.

"What's going on?"

John's body stiffened, and the voice in his ears gradually changed to a language he could understand.

"I'm here."

A figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and John's eyes widened.

His body seemed to be being dragged by a rope, and it was as if he had entered the passage of the apparition.

Constantly retreating and rising, before he was about to leave completely, John saw a floating silver line in front of him.

He grabbed the line with all his might, and the whole person fell sharply.

All sights are gone, replaced by a return to Belby Manor.

Holding on to the table, John gasped for breath as he stared intently at his right hand.

A silver-like line joins the void at the other end.

"What was that?"

John was shocked, as if he had touched something in his hand, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a book.

And that page of the book records the blood curse.

At the same time, his mastery of ancient magic has been upgraded.

Staring at the mastery of ancient magic, John felt that the voice just now was somewhat familiar.

After a closer look, it was somewhat similar to fairy magic.

"Ancient magic."

Fingers brushed over the Bloodspell page, and John's eyes changed.

It was the call of ancient magic, and the voice was as mournful as a female voice.

"It's a big deal."

John clutched the line tightly in his hand, but the place didn't seem to be within his country's borders.

...