Hogwarts: Past Life Exposed, I Am The Supreme Wizard

If any man told her that the thing that killed her sister came from hell and was a supernatural creature, Dawson would sneer at it.

But this time it was different. The person who told her this was named Constantine.

Years in the police force have taught Dawson that if anyone has ever truly seen hell.

That should be him.

Dawson was at a loss for a while. Hell to her was a word that only existed in religion and abstract concepts.

She asked rhetorically:

"If the devil really exists, then please provide evidence.

Constantine said:

"Let me tell you a story. Many years ago, heaven and hell made a bet.

“The stakes are all human souls.”

"Neither of them can interfere with human affairs. They can only interfere with reality through their own influence."

"And now, hell seems to be in a hurry."

Dawson is still slow, but the gangsters on the screen are all experienced in fighting supernatural phenomena.

Naturally, I understood the meaning of Anton’s words.

The soul is extremely precious at any level, and for a demon, the more souls he has, the stronger he will be.

That's why there are demons who are willing to take the trouble to make deals with people.

[Ronald: Huh, this looks like a big battle, but I believe in Anton. 】

[ Harry: This time is unusual, Ronald, you don’t usually say that. 】

[ Ronald: Didn’t you see? Harry, just now you raised your middle finger in front of the Lord of Hell. 】

[Ronald: With this momentum, he will definitely be able to defeat those monsters. 】

[Flitwick: Courage is commendable, but it is also a kind of wisdom. At least the monster no longer dares to be arrogant. 】

[Flitwick: But I still wonder whether this series of strange events is a conspiracy by the devil, but it is not against the world, but against Anton. 】

[ Snape: This possibility cannot be ruled out. Demons are just as cunning and insidious as those dark wizards, and they usually have less bottom line than dark wizards. 】

Constantine continued:

"It is precisely because of the influence of hell on the human world that evil is everywhere.

Upon hearing this, Dawson retorted:

"No, sir, I am a police officer and I deal with crime every day."

"Drunk husbands kill wives, mothers kill children."

"These behaviors are terrible, but they have nothing to do with demons. They are because of people."

"Talent is scary, talent is the real devil."

Seeing Dawson's reaction, the gang couldn't sit still.

[ Flitwick: Alas, it’s a complete Muggle behavior. She saw her own sister’s face turned to the back of her head. 】

[Flitwick: This phenomenon should be denied. 】

[Flitwick: But I totally agree with the idea that man is the devil. Not only is man a devil, but even human nature is extremely unpredictable. 】

[Snape: Most Muggles are like this. They have closed spiritual acupoints and are either full of suspicion or hostility towards things outside their own world. 】

[Dumbledore: Don't say that. Muggles are just like wizards. Some don't like magic, and some don't like technology. 】

[Dumbledore: We are all human. 】

[ Snape: Sorry, Headmaster, I may have been a little nervous by this police officer. 】

[ Snape: The fact is clearly right in front of her, but she doesn't want to believe it. 】

Constantine continued:

"Yes, there are many bad people. They are inherently bad, but this does not mean that they are not influenced by the devil.

"Miss Dawson, please believe in the devil, just as the devil believes in your existence."

Dawson was stunned. At this moment, the light bulb above her head suddenly exploded.

There was a noise around the two of them.

In an instant, the light bulbs on the entire street went out one after another, as if they had agreed.

Darkness instantly engulfed the street.

Such a coincidence made Dawson tremble with fright, but he still said calmly.

"It's just a coincidence, it just happened to be a power outage."

John said looking at the brightly lit church in the distance.

"I'm afraid it's more than just a coincidence."

As he spoke, he reached into Dawson's police car and closed the door.

Dawson asked with a surprised look on his face.

"What to do?"

John pulled his shoulders up.

"Go quickly, we can't stay in this place any longer."

The two walked towards the opposite side of the street, and the whole street was in shadow.

Only the icon remains bright.

Dawson sounded surprised.

Obviously, the situation in front of me was something I had never encountered before in my life. The street lights in the entire street went out at the same moment. The icon shop across the street, using the same power source, was silent. .

"Xiemen, what on earth is going on?"

"Devil wings or devil claws."

"They want to give us some color."

Dawson said in a surprised tone.

"No way, stop joking, pickled.

"What's the reason?"

John was not joking. He took out something like linen from his pocket and wrapped it around his hand.

There was a dark tunnel surrounding the two of them, and with a low roar, Dawson fell to the ground instantly.

She immediately took out her police gun from her pocket and looked around cautiously.

Constantine scoffed.

"Put it away, Dawson, the gun is of no use here. The really useful thing is in my hand.

More and more figures were roaring in the surrounding darkness, as if there was an army of hell hidden in the boundless darkness.

Dawson finally felt a hint of fear, but her excellent qualities as a police detective prevented her from flinching. Instead, she made a standard gun-holding posture and stood beside Constantine.

Facing the existence of something unknown in the surrounding darkness, Dao Senran said.

"Come on, you guys I'm not afraid of you."

Constantine smiled and patted Dawson on the shoulder.

"remarkably brave."

"But close your eyes."

Dawson said stubbornly:

"Why? If I close my eyes, I can't shoot.

Constantine said slowly.

"For yourself."

“There’s something about them that as soon as you see them, you’ll remember them.

Although he didn't understand what you just said, Dawson still closed his eyes obediently.

The next second darkness invaded, and even the light in the Shengxiang store was extinguished.

In the deep darkness, the shadows moved, as if an invisible force was controlling these shadows. Countless monsters with wings roared in the darkness. Their voices were like roars from hell, full of fear and despair.

These monsters are not simple creatures, the evil aura exuding from them is impossible to ignore. Their wings were like bat wings burned by the fire of darkness, crumbling, but carrying an unspeakable terror.

And every low roar they emit is like a call from the abyss, as if to lure people into the endless darkness.

Although the screen isolated the wizards from direct contact with these monsters, the sound ruthlessly penetrated the screen and reached the depths of the city's hearts.

That kind of fear makes people unable to breathe, as if there is an invisible hand tightly strangling the throat.

Even on the other side of the screen, wizards can feel the ferocious images of those monsters.

They know that these monsters are not simple hallucinations, but real existences from another world.

These monsters are driven by some extremely powerful dark force and are the embodiment of hell.

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[Ronald: There are so many monsters, it’s hard to tell how many there are. 】

[ Harry: They came here for Anton. It must be the revenge of that hell lord, that bastard. 】

[Ronald: Anton is so talented, he didn’t even frown. 】

[Ronald: Wait, what is he going to do? 】

[Flitwick: There are tens of thousands of animals in the darkness, and a spell cannot deal with them. 】

[Flitwick: What a pity. If Anton had the Gryffindor sword in his hand, it wouldn't matter if there were a hundred thousand. 】

[ Snape: A heroic act is also a reckless act. If he hadn't provoked that bastard in the tavern just now, maybe there would be no problem. 】

[ McGonagall: No, I have a feeling that those monsters are not only coming for Anton, but also for the girl. 】

[ McGonagall: That girl must be part of a plan, at least an important part. 】

[ McGonagall: Let’s move on. 】

In the endless darkness, Constantine's figure looked lonely and firm.

The roars of hell monsters echoed in the night sky, like howling winds, trying to envelope the land with fear and despair.

However, Constantine was like a lighthouse standing in the center of the storm, his expression was unusually calm, even with a hint of contempt.

He chanted the incantation loudly, and every syllable was full of power.

Those originally ferocious monsters did not dare to take a step forward amidst the sounds of his spells.

They cowered in the darkness and could only roar and curse, but could not break through the defense line set by Constantine.

Seeing this situation, Constantine smiled instead.

Smiling quite freely.

"Look, you are a bunch of cowards, you don't even dare to obey orders to have children.

"Your master asked you to take my life, can't you do it?"

Constantine mocked the monsters and roared fiercely, but he did not dare to step forward.

They just surrounded the two of them in this small circle.

As if waiting for something, and as if waiting for Constantine to walk into the darkness.

Seeing Constantine fighting the demons alone, the wizards' fears disappeared.

Come to think of it, this is not an ordinary little wizard, but a werewolf who raised his middle finger to the Lord of Hell and chatted and laughed with the angel.

The monsters that ordinary wizards would tremble at the sight of were like a pack of well-behaved hunting dogs in front of him.

In his eyes, the hell lords who can scare tough guys to the point of kneeling down and begging for mercy are just a bunch of clowns.

The wizards felt a little excited.

[Ronald: Let’s just say, Professor Snape, why are you making such a fuss? Anton dares to give the Lord of Hell the middle finger, but are you afraid that he can’t deal with his dog? 】

[Ronald: These guys only dare to drool around Anton, they don’t even dare to fuck him...]

[Ronald: This means they are afraid of Anton! They are scared to death!]

[Snape: Very good, that's quite good. Mr. Weasley, your speech made me deeply understand my own shortcomings. How about you take the stage to give the next Potions lesson? 】

[Ronald: I don’t dare anymore! Professor, I was wrong!]

[Snape: Provoked the school professor, no teacher, Gryffindor deducted two coins!]

[ Harry: Ronald, please stop talking nonsense. 】

[Ronald: What I said is the truth. Those guys are as afraid of Anton as mice are afraid of cats. 】

[ Harry: They are indeed afraid, and they are also looking for opportunities. 】

[Flitwick: Harry's observation skills are very good, yes, they are afraid of Anton

Let the tiger be afraid of the cat, but those rats are changing their formation. 】

[Flitwick: Moreover, have you noticed that in the darkness, there are more of those guys? They seem to have discussed it and are constantly reinforcing them. Wait until reinforcements arrive.

When they reach a certain number, they will rush forward. 】

[Ronald: Cunning! These bastards! Have the guts to fight Anton one on one!]

[Ronald: Wait, this means that this guy won’t dare to fight Anton even if he has more than 100,000 yuan! Are the spells on Anton so scary? 】

[Dumbledore: I'm watching. If I guess correctly, this will be a milestone discovery in Defense Against the Dark Arts. 】

[Dumbledore: The magic used by Anton is quite "old", and there are even many powers that our magical world has not yet discovered. 】

[Grindelwald: You can also take a look at the goods, and maybe you can learn a thing or two. 】

The wizards were eagerly waiting for Anton's next move.

And the monsters on the screen are ready to move, they roar loudly in the dark corners, their teeth are shining.

But he just didn't dare to take a step forward.

On the opposite side was Dawson in Constantine's arms. Although the policeman still kept firing with both hands, her body was already trembling.

If Anton hadn't held her in his arms, I'm afraid the policeman would have lost his way and been torn into pieces by these monsters.

Finally, the monsters seemed to have accumulated a certain number of people, and they began to move forward, and this was the group that Constantine was waiting for.

He calmly took out the dragon's breath he had bought before from his pocket.

"It's a pity that some guys didn't come, otherwise I could clear hell."

After saying that, he raised the dragon's breath sharply, and the flames of the dragon's breath radiated light in the air. It was a holy light that was far stronger than the fluorescent light a hundred thousand times. The light was so strong that it seemed to rise in the dark night.

sun.

The monsters that were roaring just now seemed to be frozen in front of this strong light. Their movements become sluggish, even unable to move. dragon's breath

The flames were as sharp as lasers and instantly penetrated the monsters' bodies. They screamed and turned to ashes, disappearing into the air.

Hundreds of thousands of monsters were killed instantly, and the street lights turned on again.

From the time Anton held up the Dragon's Breath to the time Anton put the Dragon's Breath into his pocket, the whole process took no more than three seconds.

Everything happens in a moment.

The wizards were stunned.

This! These are hundreds of thousands of monsters, and they are gone all at once.

There are not even extra casting actions, and there are no spells.

Constantine just took the magic weapon 4.0 out of his pocket, and even waited patiently for these monsters to gather.

With such professional movements and professional demeanor, he is not even a wizard at all, but a professional demon killer.

The little wizard was stunned, while several experienced wizards nodded frequently.

[Dumbledore: Sharp, fast, and tactically minded. Even the best Aurors are not at this level. 】

[Dumbledore: But it is a pity that his magic cannot be copied. It is not so much a magic spell, but his rich experience and powerful magic power. 】

[Grindelwald: Indeed, he even waited for those things to gather together. 】

[ Flitwick: I bet that if such a person enters the duel field, he will definitely be a good fighter, but his murderous intention is a bit too strong. 】

[Flitwick: But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter that his opponent is a demon. 】

As the street lights gradually turned on, Dawson, in Constantine's arms, asked timidly.

"He, are they gone?"

"I'm going back to hell. Before I find a suitable body, I will at least be honest for a few thousand dollars."

Dawson opened his eyes and threw up.

Constantine said understandingly.

"It's like this the first time, it doesn't matter.

Dawson, who had been vomiting for a long time, spoke slowly.

"What the hell are they?"

"This is the demon we talked about before. How is it? It's not bad."

Dawson vomited again.

Constantine laughed.

"Now you know, not all demons exist only in books."

Dawson is helpless

"They are, terrible, really terrible!"

"It's really hard to imagine! Mr. Constantine, you deal with things like this every day!"

Constantine said:

"I am used to it."

"By the way, don't you want to see your sister?"

"I have a way.".