Big drops of rain fell.

John shows up at Ariana's funeral and beats up his two older brothers.

What's wrong with him?

He's dealing with the follow-up, and by the way, he's bullying the great wizard of the future.

As for the final punch......

After all, Dumbledore's nose was crooked, wasn't he?

"Sleep well, Ariana."

John leaned on the tombstone and whispered.

His wand lit up white, and the memories of the two Dumbledores were erased, erasing evidence of John's existence.

"You're running fast, Gail."

Looking up at the sky, John had wanted to ask Gail to clean it up.

As a result, Gail had already run away overnight.

John couldn't find a wizard who was hidden.

He was a little depressed and waved his wand to make a loud noise.

When Al came to his senses, blood streaming from his nose, he looked up at Aberforth with his fists waving in anger.

Al silently endured all this, and these were all things he deserved.

It's the strength of his younger brother, when did it become so great?

Broke your nose with a punch?

He touched his crooked nose and had some doubts.

...

The year 1899 was in the cross-century phase.

The country was in a period of rapid development during this period.

Carriages with noblewomen, gentlemen are the labels here.

A hard candy is stuffed into John's mouth, and he's in the unhygienic cauldron bar.

John saw that this place was even cleaner than in the future, and the black on those desktops was really old and dirty.

It's a pity that the current owner of this bar is also a person who doesn't like cleanliness.

"Hopefully, when Hannah Abbot becomes the boss, she'll clean up this place."

This place is the property of the Abbott family, and if nothing else, Hannah Abbott will become the boss in the future.

John walked to the back alley and used his wand to point on the wall in order.

In the past, he had either apparitioned to overturn Alley or sat on Floo.

This primitive entry through the Leaky Cauldron Bar was a long time ago.

The walls of the back alley are deformed, and the entrance to Diagonal Alley appears.

John went inside, and it was as if it hadn't changed.

But the kid who sells dragon liver on the street won't be the old man in the future, right?

Did your family slay dragons for a living, and they were sold for a hundred years?

It's really a real century-old stall.

Passing the stall selling dragon liver, John headed in the direction of Gringotts.

During this period, Tumble Alley did not get its king's rule, and chaos and disorder were the norm in Tumbledown Alley.

John casts an illusion spell on himself.

His body disappeared into the street behind Gringotts.

As far as the eye can see, there are dark wizards everywhere.

It's a shelter where the shady ones are hiding.

A witch who gnaws her nails, a merchant who sells voodoo dolls, a witch who uses curses as a service.

This is a ghost realm hidden in the human world.

John entered here in search of material.

The material of the soul potion is nothing to his future self, but for John, who is now penniless, it is a big problem.

Unicorn horns are a rarity, and Diagon Alley doesn't necessarily have them, but there's no shortage of predators here in Tumbledown Alley.

Finally, in a dimly lit room, John finds the unicorn horn.

It was a delicate bracelet made of unicorn horn.

It could have been stolen by some hapless witch, or it was ripped from the witch's corpse.

John removed two pieces from them, and as he turned to leave, he heard footsteps outside.

He stopped his movements, his figure hidden in the shadows.

The door to this room was pushed open, and the rough voice was mixed with a thick Nordic accent.

"It's tiring."

"Don't complain, this ticket is worth an extraordinary price."

"How many people did we lose in exchange for these things?"

"This time we need to sell it for a good price."

Two tall wizards walked into the room and carefully carried in the three boxes.

John stared at the three boxes as he heard the man with the brush beard say, "That place in Egypt is such a treasure that even the taboo of time magic can be found."

Another bald man said, "If it weren't for the weird sand, we wouldn't have lost so many people."

"If we hadn't escaped quickly, we wouldn't have been able to leave."

The bald wizard complained that they were poachers.

Accidentally entering a pyramid, greed leads them to commit tomb robbery.

It's a pity that their strength is insufficient, and they can only find three things in that pyramid to leave.

Wizard Brush Hu opens a box, and inside is an hourglass.

"This thing must be the oldest time-turner." Brushbeard said greedily, "Those collectors, quote a good price for it."

The bald wizard nodded, and seconded, "Although it is damaged, those collectors will only value the history above to give them face."

As he spoke, the bald wizard slowly reached his hand towards his wand.

His eyes gleamed with greed and viciousness.

Numbing his companion with words, he drew his wand and asked strangely, "Three, how are we going to divide them?"

"Needless to say?" Wizard Brush Hu was equally greedy, "Naturally, I'll take it all!"

As the words fell, Wizard Brush Hu turned around sharply, an extra wand in his hand.

The two men shot almost at the same time.

"avadakedavra"

"Thunderbolt explosion! （blastingcurse）」

The dark room lit up with two lights, and finally an explosion and a death.

"Greed."

John emerges from the darkness and watches as two greedy men kill each other to death.

He walked past the wizard's corpse and came to the two remaining boxes to open it.

One box contains a small copper snake, and the other is a gemstone that resembles a snake's eye.

"Alchemy products?"

John narrowed his eyes, as an alchemist, he recognized the extraordinaryness of these two things at a glance.

The history above is more than a thousand years, and the alchemy products can be preserved for such a long time, the refiner must be a powerful alchemist.

Pick up the broken time converter.

This is indeed an ancient model, though John deduces that the purpose of this thing does not support time travel.

Rather, it's something that creates a specific temporal realm within the scene.

"Interesting."

John glanced at the corpses on the ground, and without interfering, the two men died.

It means that these three things and a room of materials will be destroyed by time with this darkroom.

"So taking this thing shouldn't change anything."

John walked over to the place where the materials were stored.

This darkroom has a magical existence, similar to the warehouse of the original Boginbock store, and can only be seen by the Hand of Glory.

The dead bald wizard had the hand of glory on him.

John was not confined to darkness, so it had no effect on him.

Walking over to the pile of materials, John picked out a few that looked like swag.

He clapped his hands, and an alchemy magic array appeared.

Several materials were fused into a bag by him.

Pull out your wand and cast a Traceless Stretching Charm to turn the bag into a simple tool bag.

The contents were all stuffed by John, including the props in the three boxes

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Straddling over the bodies of the two as a reward for their generosity.

John closed the door for them and let it rot and stink inside.

With enough materials, John will need to refine the soul potion next.

However, if there is a lack of souls, this potion will be greatly reduced.

"Looks like Azkaban is on the agenda."

Getting to Azkaban was difficult for others, but not too difficult for John, who knew the location.

John found a house on the outskirts of London where the owner was traveling.

Erecting the cauldron, he brewed a weakened version of the soul potion.

"Sure enough, my soul was damaged."

Drinking the Soul Elixir, John's ambiguity lessened.

He had a plan in his mind, he continued to use the weakened version of the soul potion, not to mention that the precious materials of the unicorn horn were difficult to find, and it would take several months to complete the treatment.

If it is the full version of the soul potion, with the current effect, it will be possible to drink it ten times to restore your eyesight to normal.

"Dementors."

John had already made up for the idea of the Dementors.

Using the materials harvested from the darkroom, John crafted a prop to capture the Dementors.

Taking out the bronze snake, he studied it carefully.

This bronze serpent is a guiding tool.

Although he didn't understand the structure of this thing, alchemy reached John's level, and there was nothing he couldn't solve with a clap of his hands.

The bronze snake was repaired, and the snake stood up, swinging its tail like a rattlesnake and pointing in one direction.

If John guessed correctly, there is a high probability that that direction is the pyramid.

"An ancient wizard's pyramid."

John put the bronze serpent away, and when he had been to Azkaban, he could go over and have a look.

On the second day.

John arrives at the seaside.

The sun had not yet risen, and after John observed that there was no one, wings sprouted from his back.

Azkaban had an anti-illusion spell, but fortunately it wasn't the first time John had crossed the ocean to do so.

With a wave of wings, he quickly turned into a small dot in the sky.

In the direction of Azkaban, he flew fast like an arrow off the string.

…

Far away in Azkaban, the happy Dementor who absorbed the prisoners had just tortured a wizard insane.

Suddenly, a chill hit.

The Dementor turned to look at the Dementor in the nearby cell, and spoke in the Dementor's language.

"Do you feel a sudden chill?"

"Are you stupid, we have our own cold attributes."

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