Hogwarts: Past Life Exposed, I Am The Supreme Wizard

After a long time, he said righteously.

"Mr. Constantine, although I studied psychology, I went to seminary."

"I understand what Heaven and Hell's Angels and Demons are like."

"But I can tell you seriously, these guys don't exist.

"There are no angels! There aren't any demons either!"

"They are just an abstract concept in religion! Do you understand?!"

"Mr. Constantine, if you don't handle the problem with this attitude.

"It's hard for me to talk to you again."

Constantine yawned again and crossed his legs.

"It's okay, Professor, you will know when you see it with your own eyes one day.

Under the astonished gaze of the psychological counselor, Constantine walked out of the door gracefully.

Dealing with these guys for a long time has made him understand a very important truth.

That means telling lies is worse than telling the truth, and they don’t believe it anyway.

Wizards are all too familiar with this situation.

[Flitwick: What a short-sighted person. When will these Muggles believe in the existence of magic and miracles? 】

[Flitwick: They actually doubted wizards like Anton. You know, without Anton, they would not exist at all. 】

[ Snape: Muggles are all like this, Professor Flitwick. 】

[ Snape: They only want to see what they believe. 】

[Ronald: But it seems that Anton is living a good life as a child. He even looks better and has gained weight. 】

[Ronald: What on earth is this place called a mental hospital? I want to go in and have a look too. 】

[ Harry: Ronald, you must not go in. 】

[Ronald: Why?! After eating pumpkin pie for more than ten days, it’s time for me to eat something good. 】

[ Harry: The so-called mental hospital is the St. Mungo's Hospital for Muggles, but it's more like a mixture of St. Mungo's Hospital and Azkaban. 】

[ Harry: Mainly a place where crazy people are imprisoned. 】

[Ronald: Then what is Anton doing in a place like this?!!]

[ Flitwick: I guess he is catching some demon. Don’t forget that he needs the souls of eleven demons. 】

After leaving the gate, Constantine looked out the window in trance. He had lived like a fish in water in this mental hospital for the past three months.

He eats regularly and exercises regularly, and Dawson comes over from time to time to smoke and express condolences.

It can be said that he has lived a life like a fairy in these three months.

Except for that demon, the demon he was looking for still didn't show up.

And the girl named Zed mentioned earlier did not appear in his life either.

If the devil's method 073 hadn't really worked, and the two souls had suppressed the pain in his lungs, he would have even doubted whether the devil's words were lies.

A beautiful nurse passed by him and offered him a cigarette.

"It's from Sheriff Dawson."

"Thanks."

Constantine put the cigarette away calmly, and the nurse shook her head and walked away from him.

The nurse never understood why she was so infatuated with the famous detective Sheriff Dawson.

He even came to the ward of the mental hospital in person every day to bring him cigarettes and condolences.

Even once when he heard that Constantine was unwilling to go out, the sergeant almost shed tears.

The feelings of big shots, the park.

The nurse walked out of Constantine's room shaking her head.

Constantine opened the cigarette, and there was a note inside with the beautiful font of Dawson Juanxiu printed on it.

"I'll wait for you, Gong."

"No matter how long, no matter when."

Beside you at any time, there is a beautiful love.

Constantine calmly put the piece of paper into his arms, spread out a pack of cigarettes, and continued to smoke.

The magic of cigarettes floats around the room like a hound on the road.

This is Constantine's original magic. You can look for evil spirits in the house through the direction of the cigarette.

Every day, he just lit up a cigarette at dusk and tried his luck.

But the guy hiding in the mental hospital seemed to be very cautious. He neither came out nor took any action.

In stark contrast to those arrogant demons.

The coward is like a prisoner on bail, unwilling to cause anything.

It's still the same today. Constantine cigarettes are just floating aimlessly in the air, not drifting in any direction.

The wizards in the live broadcast room looked a little curious.

This was their first time coming into contact with this kind of magic. None of the net masters used cigarettes to release magic.

But looking at Constantine's appearance, it's not surprising that he could invent such magic.

After burning out one cigarette, Constantine lit another one.

By the way, light one and put it in your mouth.

There was a constant sound of coughing outside the door, but Constantine didn't care.

Two cigarettes spread across Constantine's ceiling, forming a strange maze.

There were urgent footsteps outside the house, and the beautiful blond nurse who had left just now was standing outside Constantine's door.

He looked extremely nervous and surprised.

It seems that there is something that I want to say but I dare not say it.

Constantine was used to this.

He knows that in supernatural situations, nurses are often at a loss, let alone (bffb) whom to turn to for help.

In this case, he just needs to ask himself.

He tapped the nurse on the shoulder to encourage her to continue.

"Miss, you seem to need help?"

The nurse finally spoke.

"Kang, Mr. Constantine, something is very wrong with Patient No. 2 of the Six Nations.

Seeing the nurse mention the name of Patient No. 602, Constantine fell into memories.

She was a very quiet blonde girl. Suffering from mania and delusions of persecution.

I was sent to the hospital by my parents.

He didn't have much interaction with this girl on weekdays, and they only met occasionally during meals.

Constantine could guarantee that there was no sign of demonic possession in the girl.

He raised his head and glanced at the ceiling. The traces of two cigarettes on the roof had drifted outside at some point.

Constantine smiled.

Finally, this old fox who had been hiding in the mental hospital for three months finally took action.

He asked the nurse to stay where she was, and then rushed out the door.

The smoke spread all the way into the psychotherapy room.

The door of the consulting room was locked, and something kept buzzing inside.

Constantine had no patience and kicked the door open.

Inside the gate, the psychotherapist was covered in sweat, and his pants and shirt were soaked.

His eyes were dull, only looking at the scene in front of him.

Locusts gathered in the room, and even the drawers were full of locusts.

On the wall, locusts formed a line of large characters.

"Constantine."

The psychotherapist kept shaking his head, with a look of horror on his face.

"This, this is impossible! This is impossible!"

"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Constantine pulled him up from the ground and slapped him twice in the mouth.

"Wake up, kid, wake up."

The therapist woke up suddenly, looked at Constantine in front of him and screamed.

"ah!!"

"You are right! Mr. Constantine!"

"The devil exists! The devil exists!"

"He's in this hospital!"

Constantine lit a cigarette and patted the therapist on the shoulder.

"Not bad, my ability to comprehend is quite strong."

"I just said it once and you already know it."

"Now you understand, what I said is the truth.

The therapist didn't reply.

Now he was trembling all over, unable to say a word, and fled the room as fast as he could.

Seeing this scene, the wizards laughed.

This psychotherapist just rightfully claimed that he was a true materialist.

Still saying that neither devil nor hell exists.

The next second, the illusion created by the devil scared him out of the room.

The huge contrast between before and after really amused the wizards.

[Ronald: This is the funniest Muggle I have ever seen. If you meet Fred and the others, you might have some fun. 】

[ Harry: My uncle and aunt are also like this. They don't believe in magic, but if magic appears in front of their eyes, they will believe it. 】

[ Harry: You believe more in what you see and experience. 】

[Flitwick: This is not necessarily a bad thing, but looking at the devil's arrogance, it doesn't seem to be a good thing. 】

[Flitwick: Writing with locusts and writing Constantine's name, this demon seems to be quite familiar with Constantine's hunting plan. 】

[ Flitwick: I sense a great conspiracy. 】

[Ronald: Relax, Mr. Flitwick, he can play with angels and demons, there's nothing he can't play with. 】

[ Flitwick: This time is different, this time is definitely different. 】

Seeing the locusts writing his name on the wall, Constantine took out the dragon's breath and set a fire to kill the locusts.

At this time, his cigarette was pointed to another place again.

From outside the door to upstairs, this demon seemed to be very purposeful, now luring him step by step to see him.

Constantine was not afraid at all, but was quite excited.

After all, I haven't encountered such an exciting thing in a long time.

There was a cigarette on his face, and he followed the direction of the cigarette and walked upstairs.

The second floor of the mental hospital is an empty conference room, where few people gather on weekdays.

Once on the second floor, the cigarette in Constantine's hand flickered, and he seemed to have stepped on something.

A large area of ​​sticky green smudged out. They were cockroaches, and there were many of them.

Walking in the direction of the cockroaches, Constantine saw a blackboard covered with cockroaches, and a girl grabbed the cockroaches with her hands and drew something on the wall.

This bizarre sight almost made the little wizards vomit.

[Ronald: What the hell? It’s locusts and cockroaches again, are spiders going to be released again? 】

[ Harry: Although I lived in a cupboard room before, I have never seen such a big cockroach. 】

[ Harry: Every one of them looks like they've been under a transformation spell. 】

[Ronald: I feel like vomiting right now. I even want to vomit out yesterday’s pumpkin pie. 】

[Ronald: What a disgusting devil, what a disgusting magic. 】

[Flitwick: Obviously, this demon's ability is to control insects, but don't underestimate this ability. 】

[Flitwick: There are many insects that are quite powerful. With this power, they can do many evil things. 】

Anton walked to the girl's side calmly.

But the girl seemed completely unaware of Anton's existence and was still drawing something by herself.

If you look closely, the thing in her hand is not paint.

Instead, squeeze the juice that bursts out of the cockroach.

At this time, the pupils had long since disappeared from the girl's eyes.

It's like being possessed by something.

Constantine stretched out a

He waved a finger in front of the girl's face.

The girl didn't care at all.

It was as if that finger didn't exist.

"Okay, confirmed to be possessed."

He grabbed the girl and chanted a spell.

"In the name of the Creator, I command you to leave this girl's body."

The girl's eyes turned white, her legs kept fluttering, and she was far from ordinary.

And Constantine was used to seeing this kind of scene, but he didn't get used to the devil, so he stretched out his hand and slapped the devil.

This kind of little devil can only secretly possess people and cause trouble.

It cannot affect the environment of a region. The real big devil can affect the thoughts, emotions, and even habits of people in a region.

To deal with this kind of demon, he was too lazy to use his own tools. Just his fists could beat the shit out of this little monster.

"In the name of the Creator, I order you bastard to get out of this girl's body."

As soon as he finished speaking, the child let out a shrill scream.

The howl was like an owl's cry in the middle of the night, and all the windows in the mental hospital were shattered in an instant.

Constantine, on the other hand, was quite calm. Not only did he continue to slap the girl, he didn't even stop his movements.

As he moved faster and faster.

The devil's screams became more and more miserable, and finally, the girl's eyes returned to normal.

And the terrifying swarm of cockroaches in the house also disappeared.

The recovered girl looked at Constantine in horror, and then looked at the cockroaches on the ground in horror.

She almost fainted.

"W-where am I?"

Constantine said calmly:

"You are possessed by a demon, but don't worry, I told him to get out."

As he spoke, he grabbed the glass bottle in his hand. Inside the glass bottle, a black air was constantly hitting the wall of the glass bottle, trying to escape from the glass bottle.

The girl asked:

"Is this the devil?"

"Little devil, the kid who just came up from hell has never even heard my name."

There was even a hint of anger in Constantine's tone.

He wanted to know how this kind of little devil dared to take the initiative to provoke him.

In fact, this demon seemed to regard him as its target.

The girl looked at the bottle in horror. Constantine shook it vigorously and then blew out the black air in the bottle.

As the black air was blown out, a shrill scream came from the bottle.

The girl's expression was extremely surprised.

And Constantine seemed used to it.

"Okay, girl, let's go out."

"This is between me and this guy."

The little girl ran away quickly, and the devil appeared after the little girl ran away.

Long horned and short in stature, he is the common demon image in hell.

Constantine asked coldly:

"Who asked you to come?"

"It's only been three months and Lucifer already regrets it?"

The little devil said in a horrified tone:

"No! It's someone else! Another existence."

Constantine said impatiently:

"in addition?"

"Do you have another master? Or are some elite soldiers coming from hell?"

The devil said nervously:

"No, I don't know, I'm just a messenger."

Report? Constantine turned to look at the blackboard, where a person's famous official was clearly written on the blackboard.

"Liz, Jasper."

He was not familiar with the owner of this name, but he was extremely familiar with this surname.

This is the name of his friend, and this man is also a great exorcist.

This exorcist's strength is not outstanding, but he has always worked hard without complaint.

The two had cooperated, and he gave Constantine relics and some cigarettes.

Among the people Constantine has worked with, Li is considered a friend.

"His daughter?"

The demon nodded wildly.

"A big thing is happening to his daughter, Rili.

When he said this, the devil's whole body began to tremble, like chaff.

Something is eating away at the demon's body.

"What's the big deal?"

"Say it!"

Constantine put his hands on the devil's neck and kept asking.

But the devil could only whine and couldn't say a word.

His mouth seemed to be sealed by some supernatural force.

Constantine said angrily:

"explain!"

The next second, the little devil's body suddenly exploded, as if powerful power was injected into it in an instant.

This kind of power is extremely familiar to Constantine.

He smiled.

At least, he can be sure that this power belongs to a powerful demon.

His soul collection is there. .