Hogwarts: Past Life Exposed, I Am The Supreme Wizard

Just from the beginning, this aura has already suffocated the wizards.

If the previous Loki could be said to be divine, in Constantine's current life, it would be difficult for wizards to connect him with magicians.

He is more like the lead singer of a punk band, or an award-winning Quidditch star.

He has a flamboyant temperament and an unruly demeanor.

[Ronald: So handsome? How dare you give the devil the middle finger!]

[Sirius, you are so energetic, exactly the same as my temperament when I was young. 】

[ Harry: I have a hunch that the story will definitely be exciting. 】

[Ronald: Let alone excitement, Anton’s life is very much like that of a certain Quidditch star. 】

[Ronald: A bit like Cedric next door. 】

[ Pomona: Handsome, yes, but Cedric is far from that wild. 】

[ Pomona: Rather, his temperament is more like Sirius in his youth, or his younger brother. 】

[Cassandra: So cool!!!!! I like this type! 】

【Hermione: Senior! Be steady!】

As their eyes gradually zoomed out, the wizards discovered that this legendary hell demon was actually just an oil painting.

At the bottom of the screen, Anton's name "Constantine" suddenly appeared.

Wearing black clothes, he stopped a taxi. After getting into the car, he elegantly crossed his legs, revealing an unruly temperament.

The driver was obviously taken aback by Constantine's aura, and his eyes showed a little panic.

After a while, he asked tentatively: "Sir, where are you going?"

Constantine lit a "Sika" brand cigarette, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. This process was very long, as if he was savoring the subtle bitterness in the cigarette.

He replied lightly: "Little Annie District, No. 46.

The name made the driver's heart tremble again. He couldn't help but remind Constantine:

"Sir, forgive me for talking too much, but I must tell you that that place is haunted, and not only.

The driver's words were full of fear and uneasiness, as if those demons really existed.

However, Constantine only responded lightly:

"That's very good."

Hearing this answer, the driver's nerves tensed up.

"That's the real thing, a demon from hell."

The driver continued to describe the terror of those demons:

"It is said that she can spit locusts out of her mouth and make the faucet bleed!"

The driver danced around trying to make Constantine understand that that place was full of danger and terror.

However, Constantine didn't care. He took out a twenty-pound note and hid it behind the car seat.

"Don't worry, just open it."

After one operation, Constantine's temperament was so strong that the driver just drove.

The wizards were confused. Constantine undoubtedly looked like a star.

But when it comes to ghosts, they are a little confused.

For wizards who have been in the magical world for a long time, the ghosts they know are all harmless old friends. Even if they are naughty like Peeves, they are just naughty.

It will not harm people at all.

But judging from the frightened expression on the driver's face and the words coming out of his mouth, the ghosts in Anton's world are probably not ordinary.

With curiosity, the wizards looked all the way.

Constantine got out of the taxi, and the driver stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and left the Little Annie area as if he was escaping.

Constantine lit another cigarette and leaned gracefully on the iron fence beside the gate.

Glancing inside the door, among the rows of long buildings in the Little Annie District, only the building in front of me was occupied by many crows.

Black air rose into the sky, and the gray-green wall was still stained with gray blood, which was simply a lie.

The little wizards were a little scared. They faced Ultron and Thanos before, and they were all murderous monsters.

This is an evil building, which is a bit challenging their limits.

[Hermione: It’s so scary. This place seems to be a scene taken out of any horror movie. Is this a habitable place? 】

[Ronald: Merlin bless you, why did I see bloody claw marks on the door. 】

[Ronald: Are all the ghosts in your Muggle world so scary? 】

[ Harry: Don’t talk nonsense, only Anton’s world is like this. 】

[ Flitwick: It’s really eye-opening that there are ghosts in this form. 】

[ Flitwick: But how will Anton deal with them? Call the God Guard? He doesn't have a wand either. 】

Facing that gloomy building, an indescribable smile suddenly appeared on Constantine's face.

This smile surprised the wizards present.

In their eyes, this building is undoubtedly Shura Purgatory, and powerful wizards will only avoid it.

But Constantine seemed to enjoy it.

Cruel, this is the only consensus among all wizards about this Anton.

Constantine put away the lighter with a click, and then walked into the building calmly.

The building was dark and no light could be seen.

The residents in the building cast evasive looks one after another, and everyone's face was full of fear and nervousness.

The injured were constantly being carried out of the door, and these fearful people passed by Constantine like a tide. However, he seemed to be aloof from the incident, without any fear, and even seemed a little used to it.

As the crowd gradually thinned out, Constantine reached the end of the corridor.

There, a door was open, and a haggard and sad woman stood inside and outside the door. when

When the woman saw Constantine, her eyes seemed to see a life-saving straw. She rushed forward and shouted urgently:

"Exorcist, save my daughter"!"

"I will."

Constantine's tone did not show any impatience, but seemed unusually calm.

He opened the locked door and walked in without hesitation.

It was dark inside the door, the curtains were tightly closed, and there was almost no light.

However, Constantine seemed to have been accustomed to such an environment, and he moved forward without hesitation.

In the corner of the room, he saw a little girl with black hair.

Her limbs were twisted in a posture that ordinary people couldn't do at all, like a deformed monster. Four iron chains bound her tightly to the bed, and her eyes were full of inhuman madness and grotesqueness.

"Blood, blood."

Seeing this scene, Constantine did not speak, but walked straight to the edge of the window and reached out to open the curtains.

The sun shone on the little girl's body like holy water. The little girl immediately turned over to hide and covered her body with a quilt.

Under the sun, the little girl howled in pain and roared like an animal.

The chains rattled, and the little girl seemed to want to break free, biting Constantine's neck fiercely.

It roared in a voice that didn't belong to this little girl at all:

"Death! Die!"

Faced with the threat of the devil, Constantine remained calm. He stood in front of the window and methodically exposed the magic weapon to the sun.

It was a bell like a snowflake. After being illuminated by the bell, the little girl immediately lay down on the bed.

The whole person seemed to have been drained of life.

Constantine got on the bed in one step, sat on the devil, and said coldly:

"I'm John Constantine, you bastard."

The demon glared.

"I will smash you to pieces!"

Constantine smiled.

"certainly.

He grabbed the magic weapon and put it on the devil's head, which was like a branding iron.

Burning the devil's head until it squeaks.

White smoke kept rising from the demon's head.

Outside the house, everyone screamed nervously [but no ten people dared to come in.

As the magic weapon continued to burn the demon's head, the demon's twitching became faster and faster, but Constantine's arm was like an iron clamp, firmly confining the demon.

Finally, the devil died down.

Constantine put away the magic weapon, and a clear red mark appeared on the little girl's forehead.

The little girl stopped moving.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The girl's mother approached and wanted to thank Constantine, but Constantine blocked her with his arm and refused to let her in.

He leaned over and pressed against the girl's throat, quietly waiting for something.

Three seconds passed, but the girl did not show any abnormal behavior. The demon seemed to be asleep and seemed to have no movement at all.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the child's throat.

The sound was like a beast in the mountains roaring.

A monster screamed out of the girl's throat and seemed to want to bite Constantine to death.

Seeing her girl turning into a monster, the girl's mother immediately fainted from fright.

And Constantine punched the girl and knocked her to the ground.

He shook his fist.

This punch hit everyone's heart.

If they were asked to describe Anton's first life, they would say he was a conscientious magic master.

If they were asked to describe Anton's second life, they would say it was a true god.

But when they were asked to describe Anton's life, they couldn't summarize it.

Alone, he duels with demons. Magic cannot see good and evil clearly, but it is extremely hard-core.

This was perhaps the most Auror-like man they had ever seen.

[Sirius: This man looks like a star but acts like Mad-Eye Moody. We will like him. 】

[Sirius: His movements are very agile, and his mobility is also very good. 】

[Flitwick; There is no trace of the origin of his magic at all, and there is no trace of any magical education. 】

[Flitwick: But I dare to believe that there is no mage like him. 】

[Flitwick: Dare to say his real name in front of the devil, and dare to hit the devil with his fist. 】

[Grindelwald: A tough guy, that’s what. 】

Grindelwald finished his words.

Under the afternoon sunshine, bursts of breaking sounds could be heard from the ancient house.

Constantine faced the astonished crowd outside the door and issued his order firmly.

"I need a mirror, at least three feet high."

While everyone was still stunned, Constantine's patience seemed to have been exhausted.

He frowned and shouted angrily:

"quick!"

With that majestic aura, it was as if he was an angel descending into the world, coming here to eliminate evil.

At Constantine's urging, several people woke up from a dream and ran out of the door to look for a suitable mirror.

In their view, the wizard's order was unquestionable, and even if they didn't know the reason, they must follow it.

However, Constantine did not stop his actions. He picked up a chair and threw it against the glass of the room. With a crashing sound, the glass in the room was smashed to pieces.

This scene puzzled the wizards present.

They know very well that the mirror is a vital magic weapon in many witchcrafts. Some wizards can predict the future through mirror magic, while others can use it to create fantastic illusions.

However, Constantine's behavior of smashing the glass confused them.

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Magic, a sect uses this power.

Just when everyone was confused, the neighbors had already brought a large mirror over. Constantine directed them to place the mirror on the windowsill, facing the bedside. Then, he ordered

Some neighbors close their eyes and cannot open them no matter what they hear.

As the last neighbor closed his eyes, Constantine began his mysterious spellcasting process. He formed seals with his hands and muttered words, as if summoning some mysterious power.

quantity. There was a serious and focused expression on his face, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.

Just as everyone was waiting with bated breath, a cold wind suddenly blew through, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to become strange. Constantine's curse became lower and lower, and finally became ten long sounds.

A long sigh.

As the spell was recited, the girl possessed by the devil seemed to hear the low roar of death and struggled more and more excitedly.

Veins began to burst out on her face, and even the blood vessels turned terrifying black.

She reached out and grabbed Constantine's neck, as if she wanted to die with him.

But Constantine was completely unafraid. He covered the girl's eyes with his hands and kept chanting curses in his mouth.

As the sound of the curse became faster and faster, the girl began to let out a shrill wail.

At this moment, Constantine said:

"."Show up!"

The next second, an extremely ugly demon appeared in the mirror, with a dry body and a torso covered with blood vessels.

There was also that ferocious expression, and even his eyes were completely black.

Seeing the appearance of this demon, the wizards were all horrified.

【Ronald:Mom!】

[ Harry: Ronald! Don’t be afraid! The monster is inside the screen, it won’t come out to harm people! 】

[Ronald: Harry, you put it lightly, you didn't even open your eyes. 】

[Newt: What a terrifying creature. Compared with it, the dementors look pretty. 】

[Grindelwald: It is indeed ugly. If this thing does not come from hell, the international hell will not even have any gold content. 】

The devil was imprisoned in the mirror and kept beating the mirror.

Boom, boom, boom.

The mirror surface was hammered with numerous cracks.

Constantine held on to the mirror tightly but never let go.

As the demon's power grew, Constantine stretched out his hand and the mirror flipped down.

(Li Hao) was exposed to the sun, and then fell from a three-story building and was shattered into pieces.

This was the little girl who was tightly bound. She finally spoke, and she spoke clearly.

"Mommy mommy?"

His mother rushed up, and the mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, crying with joy.

Constantine also stood up from the ground, walked to the side and lit a Silka cigarette again.

The smell of cigarettes is very strong, even a little bit addictive.

Constantine puffed away at the smoke ring.

The mother finally remembered this benefactor, ran over in a hurry, and apologized profusely.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Sir, you defeated that terrible thing. I don't know how to thank you enough."

Looking at the dilapidated room in front of him and the slums with cracks on all sides, Constantine slowly blew out a smoke ring.

"Do you have a cigarette?"

"Sika card.

The mother immediately took out a pack of cigarettes from her skirt. Constantine put the cigarettes away and turned to leave.

Behind him, the pot-bellied priest hurriedly chased after him.

"How about it? John, I just said I can introduce you to one."

Constantine blew out a smoke ring and said calmly:

"Next time, just come to me directly, you know where I live.

The priest nodded and looked at the cigarette in John's hand, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"You, confiscate their money?"

"Um."

The priest's expression froze and he solemnly made ten signs of the cross.

"John, I won't say anything flattering.

"But, this is an act of saints."

"You will definitely go to heaven."

John smiled.

"Heaven?"

"I don't even bother to go up there."

With that said, he walked out of the apartment, and a taxi was waiting outside the door early.

A man walked out of the car and looked surprised when he saw him.

"John?! Why are you here?"

(Sorry, dear readers, I am temporarily unavailable. Today’s third update will be changed to tomorrow’s fourth update. I will give you a copy of Hermione. I hope you all enjoy reading it.)